There is a small village more than 40 miles east of Changle County.
Most of the villagers make a living by raising sheep and growing millet. ```` The price of sheep has been very good in the past two or three years, but the yield of corn is still not high because the land is barren and irrigation is difficult.
There is a farmer in the village who goes to the city to sell sheep in early spring.
He heard from a distant relative in the city that the new county magistrate attaches great importance to the business of restaurants and guesthouses in the city.
If he can grow some vegetables this year and bring them to the city, If you come and sell it, you should be able to make some money.
After the man returned home, he thought about it and decided to plant courgettes because their village was far away from the city.
If he had picked the vegetables one day before and walked a long way the next day, the leaves would have wilted.
Courgettes are good to grow and can withstand growing.
Courgettes taste sweet and refreshing, and everyone likes them.
Planting courgettes in these two or three acres of land requires a lot of effort, watering, fertilizing, catching insects, and building structures.
By the time the first batch of courgettes can be picked, it will already be summer.
Early the next morning, before dawn, the couple got up in the dark.
After eating some simple meals to fill their stomachs, the man picked up his load and planned to go into the city.
"Be careful on the road."
"Why."
"Come back early."
"Why."
The poor family had no cattle, horses, or camels.
The only female donkey in the family had been raised for breeding some time ago and had to be kept busy.
Therefore, the load of courgettes weighed more than a hundred pounds, so he had to carry it on his shoulders to sell in the city.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter.
The Gobi Desert was empty and desolate, with very few people.
This man was walking on the gravel road carrying a load of courgettes.
The soles of his feet stepped on the road, making a rustling sound.
As he walked, he was on guard in his heart.
When he encountered a wolf, he had to put down his burden in time, draw out his pole, and draw the pole in front of those beasts.
The further you go in the direction of Changle County, the more popular it becomes.
From time to time you can meet children herding sheep, farmers plowing the fields, and some like him carrying burdens into the city.
"You are good at growing courgettes."
"Hi."
"I heard that in Dunhuang, during the most expensive time in winter, a pound of courgettes can be sold for two or three cents."
"That was two years ago."
"Last year it wasn't cheap either.
Two or three courgettes, less than the length of a hand, cost a penny."
"I heard that the people there have almost scratched the weeds on the deserted beach, and they have pulled them back to light the fire.
Without sparks, how can they grow courgettes in winter?"
"Do you know the current price of courgettes in Changle County?"
“The price is quite good.”
"There are more Hu people in the city this year than in previous years, and the price of vegetables is also higher than in previous years."
"Your load of courgettes is of good quality.
If you take it to a government-run vegetable shop, you should be able to sell it for thirteen or four cents."
"I'd better leave quickly.
If they have harvested enough vegetables for the day, they won't harvest any more."
"Walk faster, walk faster."
"" In this way, we walked all the way to Changle County.
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After entering the city gate, a few people went all the way to the government-run vegetable shop.
When they went in and asked, it turned out that they were still late.
Many vegetables had been collected today, so there was nothing they could do. , the only thing to blame is that they live too far away.
If they don't want the government-run shops, they have to sell them on the streets.
Although the wine restaurants and restaurants in Changle County mainly buy vegetables from the government-run shops, they will sometimes buy some if they meet the right one.
It’s because the guests don’t order, but the family also has to eat.
Selling vegetables is really not easy.
The weather is getting warmer now, and every household in the city has a vegetable garden.
The more frugal people are not willing to spend money to buy vegetables.
Let’s talk about the richer ones. , there are only a few households in this city.
The farmer was walking on the street carrying a load of courgettes.
The sun was shining brightly at noon.
After walking for such a long time, he felt hungry and very thirsty.
So he stopped his load under the eaves outside a shop and asked a teenage boy in the shop for a bowl of water to drink. , and even moved a bench with him, saying that the sun was shining brightly at the moment, and asked him to rest for a while before leaving.
The man sat outside the shop, drank a few sips of water, and took out dry food from his arms to eat.
At this time, there were several tables of customers in the shop.
At noon, a group of people were still drinking and laughing there, talking about their experiences and experiences on their respective trade routes.
The farmer sat outside and listened, and found it quite interesting.
As these people were talking, one of them suggested, "Hey, I'm tired of hearing all this.
Let's ask Saburo to tell us a joke."
"That's right, let's ask Sanlang to tell us a joke."
Immediately, others started to boo.
Then the young man who was called Saburo told them a joke.
This joke made the honest farmer outside the shop blush so hard that he choked a mouthful of water in his throat and almost spit it out from his nose. .
I took a look inside the shop and saw a young man who was not even taller than a weakling.
He was neatly dressed and looked elegant.
However, he spoke like the street knight commonly known as a gangster.
After telling a joke, the man said that he had something to do in the afternoon and asked the people to continue drinking, and he wanted to go first.
When I walked outside the shop, I saw a load of courgettes brought by a farmer, so I stopped and asked, "How do you sell these courgettes?"
"Ten for a penny," said the farmer. "" The man frowned.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
He might be a little drunk.
After a while, the farmer heard him say again: "You have a good courgette.
I want all of them.
The money is enough."
The farmer took the handful of copper coins he handed over and estimated that there must be at least fifteen or six, but he couldn't count them in detail.
He kept saying: "That's enough, that's enough."
"You take these courgettes to the vegetable shop in front of you.
Next time there are courgettes, send them there too."
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The farmer held a handful of copper coins in his hand and looked at the load of courgettes in front of him.
He was a little dumbfounded for a moment, thinking that this man must be really drunk.
How could he have someone deliver the courgettes he bought to a government-run vegetable shop?
"Hey, why don't you go?"
the shop owner urged.
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"Whose husband is that man just now?"
the farmer asked him.
"This man looks like a Changle man, how come he doesn't even recognize his own county magistrate?"
"Hahahaha" the barbarians who came out with the store to give away the food burst into laughter.
Most of these people were also a little drunk at this time.
"People from the countryside rarely go to the city a few times a year, so it's not surprising that they don't know anyone."
"I didn't listen to the joke, and the wine doesn't taste good.
I'd better go to the backyard and rest for a while."
"We will set off in two or three days, so everyone is well on their way."
“What would the guests want to eat tonight?”
"night" As these people spoke, they went back to the shop.
The farmer stood there stupidly for a long time, then he patted his head, picked up his load and went to the government-run vegetable shop.
Since that man is the magistrate of Luo County, and since he has said that he will harvest his own courgettes, he should not have to worry about selling the courgettes on his several acres of land this year.
However, the magistrate of Luo County looks like he has drunk too much at the moment.
He sobered up after a while and wondered if he could still remember this.
Luo Yong did drink a little too much.
The Hu businessmen who drank with him today were very straightforward.
If Luo Yong didn't feel happy after drinking, they would say that Luo Yong, a scholar in Zhongyuan, was still putting on airs with them.
I don't really consider them friends.
Luo Yong could definitely still drink as little as possible, but sitting on the same table with these people, after going back and forth, he still drank a lot in the end.
Although he was still able to walk with energy at this moment, he felt light under his feet, and he knew that he was drunk.
Magistrate Luo was wandering alone on the street when he was spotted by several police officers patrolling the city, and they quickly called their boss Qiao over.
When Qiao Junlin came over, he didn't look good.
He didn't know what he was angry about.
Anyway, he got angry every time he saw this guy drunk.
"Can we find those five pairs?"
asked one of the guards.
"That's all, it's just a few steps, I'll just carry him back."
Qiao Junlin said, taking off the saber from his body and handing it to a guard next to him, then took Luo Yong's arm and carried him on his back. , picked it up and walked away, saving him from wandering slowly and leisurely on the street alone.
Although Luo Yong was drunk at this time, his mind was still sober, and he knew it when Qiao Junlin was carrying him on his back.
This boy has grown up now, his shoulders have become broader, and the arms wrapped around Luo Yong's legs are also very strong, but for some reason, his face has become longer and more handsome in the past few years, and his temperament has become calmer. .
To be honest, it is not easy for Luo Yong to be the head of the county.
Fortunately, he still has Qiao Junlin by his side, although this guy has become a bit stinky recently and doesn't talk much.
"The first batch of liquor will be out in the next two days, right?"
Luo Yong asked.
"Well, the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Qiao Junlin replied. gd1806102: