Chapter 83 Sales Promotion

There were more than twelve people on this trip. Everyone carried a backpack and sold some of their own vegetables to exchange for some money to buy needles and thread.

"Is today another market day?" Su Ying asked.

Villages will set market days in areas with dense populations in nearby villages and towns, with the 1st, 4th, 7th, 3rd, 6th, 9th, 2nd, 5th and 8th set as the dates, and everyone will go to the same place to trade.

"Yes! Three, six, nine drive away from the Black Wind Township." Yang Dalang nodded.

There were several women in the team, all of whom were widows whose husbands had died. With no labor force at home, they had to carry baskets on their backs to sell vegetables.

Among them was Yang Chunhua, who had a slender and petite body, and the backpack looked very big to her. Yang Erlang took the backpack and carried it on his back.

The three Su brothers were empty-handed, so how could they bear to watch the women carrying large backpacks? They took the backpacks from them.

The men walked in front carrying baskets on their backs, while the women walked slowly behind.

These women are all about the same age, around 30 years old.

They were all young ladies in the past, but now they have rough faces, cloth skirts and hairpins, and their hands are full of calluses and cracks.

The women all looked at Su Ying curiously. She was about the same age as when they first came here.

Seeing Su Ying was like seeing myself back then, with such a beautiful face and delicate skin.

But I am not as good as her. At such a young age, I already know how to grind fern roots, kudzu root powder and eat konjac.

At that time, they could only hide under the wings of their parents, facing the unpredictable future at a loss.

Su Ying saw the women secretly looking at her, and smiled at them openly, "Hello, beautiful ladies!"

"Pfft!" The women laughed, "We are about the same age as your mother, so we should call her aunt!"

"Haha, but you are all very young! I'm afraid calling you auntie will sound old!" Su Ying said with a smile.

"This girl's little mouth is as sweet as honey. It's been a long time since I heard such sweet words." Madam Zheng was an extrovert, and she felt sweet in her heart after hearing this.

Madam Zheng was the daughter of the village elder Zheng Laoer. She married Wulang of the Xie family. Her husband also died in a hunting trip.

She is luckier than Yang Chunhua, as she has a son and a daughter.

"Oh, sister, how did you know I ate honey?" Su Ying pretended to be surprised and covered her mouth in exaggerated belated realization.

"Hahaha! Girl, just keep on joking!" Madam Zheng was very happy.

Yang Chunhua and the others also laughed, recalling the playful games between sisters when they were young.

For so many years, the hard life has made me breathless and I have forgotten the happy times I once had.

Yang Dalang heard this and knew that Su Ying was deliberately trying to make the women happy.

It's good to be sweet-talking. Just with a few jokes, the usually dull ladies became lively, opened their mouths and chattered non-stop.

We talked and laughed, the atmosphere was relaxed and lively, and I didn't feel tired even though my pace quickened unconsciously.

When we reached the intersection, a group of villagers wearing different costumes came out from another path.

There were strong men and women, some of whom looked rather tough, and they were natives.

The two teams who were originally talking and laughing were stunned for a moment. The men looked at each other warily and stopped talking and laughing.

Yang Dalang slowed down his pace and distanced himself from the other party.

These natives were very unfriendly.

They bullied them because they had just arrived, often robbing them and stealing their crops that were about to mature.

After several families got married, they formed a group and defeated the natives several times, almost causing casualties. Only then did the natives dare not come again.

Every time the two sides meet, tensions are high.

Su Ying's team carried vegetables, while the other team carried pheasants and rabbits.

The two teams walked one after the other for about half an hour and arrived at Heifeng Township.

Heifeng Township is bustling and popular on market days. It is only a quarter past three in the morning and street stalls have already been set up at the entrance of the market.

Everyone dispersed, finding places to set up stalls in groups of three or four, and agreed to meet at the grocery store at two quarters past nine.

Su Ying and her family went directly to the grocery store to find the shopkeeper Zhu.

"Oh, you're here so early?" As the grocery store just opened, the shopkeeper Zhu asked the two men to put a plow at the door.

"Yes, the Jiangdong plow was completed so quickly?" Su Ying thought she would have to wait for several days.

"Yes, we've been very busy these past few days. The boss had people working overnight to make a few Jiangdong plows and put them in grocery stores in various towns to attract business."

Zhu, the shopkeeper, was very happy. "This is the carpenter who was assigned to the store to take the job. He arrived with the goods yesterday afternoon."

The two honest carpenters smiled politely at Su Ying and the others and placed a sign next to Jiang Dongli.

It lists the price of Jiangdong plow, which can be paid in installments and can be processed by contract, etc.

"Brother, is this the Jiangdong plow?" Su Laoer and Su Laosan touched the brand new Jiangdong plow.

It was very different from the straight-beam plows they were used to.

"Aying, is this the plow mill?" The brother held the plow and tried to fiddle with it. When he lifted the plow, he felt that the lower middle part of the curved beam was very flexible and could rotate freely and turn around.

"Yeah!" Su Ying squatted on the ground and explained the functions of each part to her two uncles.

Some people were curious and came forward to watch. After listening, they said, "Girl, why is this plow so novel?"

"This is called the Jiangdong plow. It's much easier to use than the plows we usually use. It plows deeper and saves effort." Su Ying saw that there were many people gathered around and took the opportunity to sell her something.

"You're a girl, and you understand all this? Is it really as good as you say?" someone questioned.

"If you don't believe me, we can try it on the spot!" Su Ying was not annoyed.

"Really?" The onlookers didn't believe it. It was the first time they saw someone selling goods in this way, and they all wanted to take a look.

Whether to buy or not is secondary, the main thing is to have fun.

"Shopkeeper Zhu, is there any land nearby? Use two plows to plow the land and demonstrate it on the spot to show everyone the effect." Su Ying asked Shopkeeper Zhu.

"Ah?" Shopkeeper Zhu was a little reluctant. How could he sell it after using it?

But thinking of the girl's ability, he decided to listen to her, "It's outside the town! Please follow me."

Shopkeeper Zhu, two carpenters, and members of the Su family carried two plows and paraded through the market, followed by a group of onlookers.

Wherever he passed, people looked around curiously, not knowing what was going on, and followed him.

The team of more than a dozen people snowballed and soon became a huge group. When they reached the flat land outside the town, almost half of the people who came to the market were attracted there.

"What happened?" People were puzzled, but followed all the way.

"I don't know! I just followed because there were so many people." The person being asked also wanted to know.

"Here!" Shopkeeper Zhu pointed to one of the places.

That was his family's land. He was comparing the two plows and plowing his own land at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

They borrowed an old ox from the grain and oil shop next door and harnessed it to the Jiangdong plow. Su Laoer took the lead and held the plow, shouting, "Go!"

The ox pulled the plow slowly forward.

When Su Laoer first started using the new plow, he was a little unfamiliar with it and didn't control the strength well, so the plow didn't dig deep enough.

After walking a dozen steps, Su Ying called them and they adjusted the plow and started again, which was much smoother.

The effort was just right, the furrows were of the right depth, and the turned soil was neatly dumped to one side.

"Wow, the land can be plowed like this, how amazing!" the onlookers exclaimed.

After plowing several times, the land was evenly turned over. Su Laoer felt that this was the easiest plowing he had ever done.