How come the same account is calculated so differently by the old village chief?

It fills us with hope!

The old village chief looked at the donkey in the field and said slowly, "My eldest daughter-in-law and the girl from Jin Xiaozi's family inquired before. She said that her piglets were willing to be sold. We were thinking of buying two or three to raise. We can make a few coins from each pig when it is ready for market."

Besides, I was thinking, since we can buy piglets from pigs, why not donkeys too? Donkeys also eat grass, so buying them would only require some effort to cut grass, without costing much more money, but saving us a considerable amount of silver.”

Old Man Xu nodded enthusiastically, like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, you're right!"

Old Master Wang sighed, unable to bear discouraging them, but he had to say: "To be honest, I had thought about it before, and even inquired about it."

The brokers said they didn't have any donkey foals for sale, and even if they did, the price wouldn't be much lower. They'd already thought of everything we could imagine.

Otherwise, everyone will buy foals, and who will buy adult donkeys? If they don't buy them, the price will have to drop, and if the price of adult donkeys drops, the price of foals will also drop. Businessmen aren't stupid; they're much smarter than them. They won't do something that loses them money.

Old Man Xu stared blankly up, feeling his emotions fluctuate wildly in such a short time.

One moment despair, the next hope; then hope again, then despair...

“We are different now than before.” The old village chief’s lips curled up, and his aged eyes showed obvious joy: “If the young man’s family has ten donkeys, there should be female donkeys among them. His wife is generous, and if there are any donkey foals, she should be willing to sell them to us.”

Old Man Xu was noticeably more cautious this time, not daring to place his hopes too quickly.

Grandpa Wang's equally aged eyes shone brightly!

My hands trembled slightly with excitement.

Master Fan was the same, except that "it would probably take two or three years for the donkey to grow up."

"If we can wait for decades, what's wrong with waiting for two or three years?"

The other three thought about it and agreed!

Some people at least have hope while waiting; the worst is when there's no hope at all.

"By the way, what's the story about the piglets you mentioned?"

Are you planning to raise pigs?

"How can I buy one? I'd like to raise one too."

The old village chief looked at his old friends and sighed, "Why don't we go to the young man's house together and ask him?"

After all, the matter of the donkey cub should be inquired about in person.

The other three immediately agreed and headed to the clear water with renewed vigor.

Shuiqing never expected that the oldest people in the village would come looking for her.

After realizing what was happening, she called out, "Wanxia, ​​pour four cups of tea."

"Late Summer?" Zhao Di changed her name?

Shui Qing had intended to use this opportunity to let the oldest person in the village know Wanxia's new name, so she replied with a light smile, "Yes, it's a new name given by the head of the family. I think it sounds better than Zhaodi, and Wanxia likes it too, so we changed it."

What the four of them were thinking was not only that it sounded better than "Zhao Di" (a name implying a younger sister's name), but also how much importance this name placed on them.

Looking at the young girl who brought the water, dressed in a light blue cotton dress, with clean and neat hair, she served them tea with a poised and generous manner, completely different from the timid and hunched-over girl I remembered.