Lian Xiaomin waved her hand and assured him that the quantity was enough and had been hidden in a secluded place nearby. If it was not enough, someone could be sent to drive more to transport it.

Xue Daqing nodded happily, and asked tentatively with a bit of trepidation: "Brother, can you get some meat or something in the black market? The New Year is coming soon, it would be nice if everyone can taste some meat. If not, then we won't say anything. We are lucky to be able to buy food at this price."

Lian Xiaomin pretended to think for a while, then said, "Okay, there's still more than an hour left. I'll bring some more meat over by then. I'll give you three whole pigs. One is a 500-jin big pig, all cut into two halves without the offal. It's two yuan per jin."

When the other party heard this, he was so happy that he thanked me repeatedly.

The two men calculated the amount of money first, and the seven villages prepared a total of yuan, and the transaction was to be carried out at noon.

Xue Daqing was also a straightforward person, speaking and doing things in a snap. After everything was said and done in a few words, he turned around and hurried back.

Lian Xiaomin walked around the area and found a very open place behind a woods, some distance away from the entrance of the village. She thought this would be a good place.

She first flashed into the space to sort the food. There must not be so many bags, so the sweet potatoes and potatoes were piled directly on the ground, and the corn kernels, sorghum and millet were all packed in sacks.

Before she traveled through time, everything she bought had sacks without any markings. This time she decided to sell them off as well. After all, the black soil in the space could still be used for planting.

Eighty thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes is not a small number, and they are not even put into sacks. If they are piled together, they can really form a mountain of sweet potatoes. Moreover, when people come later, it will take who knows when to put them on the scale.

She doesn't need to weigh things in the space, as she can do it with just a thought, but when trading, she still has to use weight.

Lian Xiaomin came up with a plan. She piled 5,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes in a pile, and laid down 16 piles in a row. Since this place was remote and there was plenty of space, she could just lay out as many piles as she wanted. The same was true for potatoes.

As for the old farmers and production team leaders in the rural villages, who handle grain all year round, they can tell whether 5,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes are enough at a glance and can also check them.

Anyway, she will give more weight, so the inspection will be quick.

Lian Xiaomin was very smart. He just did this in this place like setting up a formation. He moved all the food out of the space according to the number and arranged them in order.

As for the six pieces of raw pork, she found a large piece of gray canvas, spread it on the ground, and then placed the pork on it.

She worked closely and finally everything was ready before twelve o'clock. After waiting for a while, she put on the bamboo basket and walked towards the place where they had met before.

From a distance, they saw Xue Daqing and a few others coming over. The other party also saw the masked man waiting and took a few quick steps forward.

When the two sides met, Xue Daqing greeted them: "Brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. These guys are the captains of the nearby villages. The seven of us have brought all the money."

Lian Xiaomin nodded and looked at the people next to him. Two of them handed over a cloth bag respectively, opened the bag but did not let go. She took a look and saw bundles of cash inside. There were all kinds of bills, but they were all neatly organized, separated by amount and packed in bundles.

After looking at her for a few seconds, she turned her head and signaled the other party to follow her. The seven people all looked nervous and apprehensive, and followed her closely.

After walking about four or five hundred meters, they came to the place where the grain was stored and stopped. Lian Xiaomin turned around... The expressions of the seven people behind her were so funny at this time.

All I saw were dull faces, their eyes staring at the sweet potato mountain, their mouths wide open, unable to close.

They all turned their heads in unison and looked at the wall of rice bags on the other side. Lian Xiaomin had sorted the rice bags according to their types, with corn, sorghum and millet not placed together.

Several people looked at the piles of food here and there, piled up like a battle battlefield... There were so many life-saving foods right in front of them, and they felt a little overwhelmed psychologically!

One of the oldest men suddenly felt weak on his legs and slowly sat down on the ground! Two people nearby quickly grabbed his arms and pulled him up.

Among the excited crowd, Xue Daqing was the first to react. He asked the two men carrying the money bags to hand over the money and check the amount, and the others to go over and count the grain.

Lian Xiaomin didn't have any trouble. She just pretended to count the money for a while, then put it all into the big backpack, closed the lid, put it into the space, and the amount was immediately clear.

Then, just wait aside and let them count carefully.

The sweet potato pile was just as she expected. The production team leaders were in charge of grain all year round. At a glance, they knew the number was correct. Five thousand kilograms per pile was no more than five thousand kilograms. They then opened each pile to take a closer look. Lian Xiaomin was not in a hurry and just waited quietly by the side.

After everything was confirmed, the two sides said goodbye. Lian Xiaomin turned and left, leaving them overjoyed and busy arranging people to transport the grain.

She walked quite a distance, saw that there was no one around, took out her jeep, and started her journey back.

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Time flies so fast, and it's the end of the month in the blink of an eye. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. There is an old saying in Northeast China that if you don't do needlework in the first month of the lunar year, you will feel suffocated for a year.

Lian Xiaomin took advantage of the fact that she was too idle at home these days and sewed two baby quilts by herself, made of pure cotton skin-friendly fabric with fluffy and soft cotton inside. She also made a few baby clothes, all made of the softest cotton cloth, two in light blue and two in light yellow.

I also found some grey cotton cloth for diapers and cut a large pile of them. I washed and dried them and put them together to give to my aunt.

She felt that her aunt's belly was so big that it was probably twins. No matter how she prepared herself, it was her niece's idea and it was always good to be well prepared.

A few days ago, she sent a thick new quilt to her aunt, saying that she had gone hunting again and exchanged it for the prey. She also let her younger brother and sister-in-law stay for a day, pretending it was real.

Seeing the quilt her aunt covered herself with, the cotton was hard and not very warm, she felt uncomfortable. She finally improved her family's life bit by bit.

The weather was too cold, and Xiaofu couldn't go out to play all the time, so he just played with sweet potatoes in the yard, or sat on the heated kang and played with building blocks.

Sometimes, when he saw his sister sewing cloth, he would sit aside, not making any noise, but watching the fun seriously. He would even use his chubby little hands to help fold diapers and have a lot of fun.

Lian Xiaomin saw the little kid busying around and enjoying herself so much that she ignored him.

There is only one day left, and I have to make a new cotton-padded jacket for Xiaofeng. Xiaofu and Xiaoya already have them, but the little cotton-padded jacket and pants with red flowers on them are missing for her.