Chapter 87 The best thing is not money, but fists
In the Su family's courtyard, after Du Buqin's shouting, the family already knew that Changdong had returned with cotton.
After Du Buqin and Duan Dao had decided what color of fabric to buy for the cubs, the men had decided how to exchange the cotton, and the women had decided what style of new clothes to cut... they turned around and found that the four cubs in the family had disappeared.
"Tianbao, did Uncle Changdong really come back with a huge sack of cotton?" Su An took the lead, bringing his two younger brothers and sister to the gate of the opposite yard, trying to sneak a peek through the crack in the door to see how big the "huge" sack was.
Tian Bao squatted beside his brothers, hugging his knees with his hands. He nodded and gestured with his hands, "This big."
Su Wen's eyes lit up. "Wow! That's a lot of cotton! I heard Dad and Uncle say that they've made an agreement with Uncle Changdong that if they can get some cotton, they'll make us new clothes!"
Su Wu's face was full of longing. "Then I want to make a bigger one, so I can wear it next year and the year after next!"
From childhood to adulthood, they rarely wore new cotton-padded clothes. The cotton-padded jackets they had before were all made at home with old cotton wool and were only a thin layer.
When the weather is too cold, adults will stuff some straw or reed catkins into the lining of their thin jackets, and that will be their winter clothes for the whole winter.
Tianbao held her little face in her hands and looked at her brothers' happy expressions, but she couldn't really feel their mood.
But a long time ago, she seemed to be happy if she had new clothes to wear.
At this time, there was a sound of a bolt being pulled behind the courtyard gate, and the door was quickly opened. The kid was startled, and it was too late to run away.
Being caught peeping is so embarrassing!
Su Wu suddenly had an idea and grinned at the person who appeared at the door. "Hello, Uncle Changdong! We are catching crickets!"
Chang Dong seemed frightened when he saw the children at the door. The eldest child pressed himself against the door, avoiding looking at anyone. "You are here to see the cotton... I opened the door because I heard you."
The three kids, "..." They felt like the skin they had forced on was being torn off by Uncle Changdong again.
Tianbao was completely different from his brothers. Hearing this, he blinked his eyes and grinned, "Uncle Changdong, can you see cotton?"
The brothers would be happier if they could see cotton.
Changdong glanced at her quickly, nodded quickly, and opened the gate against the door panel, "Okay..."
"Wow! Thank you, Uncle Changdong!" The three kids were really happy. They jumped up from the ground and rushed into the yard.
Tianbao stood up, looked back at the yard, then turned back to the man and said, "Thank you, Uncle Changdong."
The little boy has a soft voice and speaks in a soft voice.
"You're welcome." Changdong lowered his eyes, still not looking at anyone directly.
When the little kid walked past him, the weak airflow passed over his nose, and "Changdong" frowned.
Has a herbal smell.
But not special.
It can be seen that the child did not hide anything good in his arms.
Was it really a coincidence that she casually took out the Gentiana scabra that day?
Impossible, he has never been wrong.
Hiding his expression, "Changdong" walked up to the kids who had stopped after rushing into the yard.
The sack of cotton was placed in the yard, with the mouth of the sack tied with a cloth belt. The children did not untie it directly, but turned their heads and looked at him eagerly.
"Changdong" took off the cloth bag.
The opening of the bag opened, revealing the white, soft cotton inside, which exuded the unique fresh scent of cotton.
"There's so much cotton..." The three kids stared at the cotton with sparkling eyes, "Can it make a lot of quilts?"
The kids wanted to continue the discussion when they saw the bag, which had just been opened, was tied up again.
“???” The kids looked up.
Chang Dong avoided their gaze and muttered, "I could only take a look. I wanted to exchange something, but the shopkeeper said I didn't get anything in return, so I have to be punished."
"What do you want in exchange? Jerky?"
"Cotton is expensive, and jerky isn't good. I need something better to exchange it for."
This put the kids in a difficult position, because the best thing in their house was the leftover dried meat, and there was still half a bag of it in the kitchen.
If Uncle Changdong doesn't want it, then they won't be able to exchange it for new cotton. They still want to make quilts for their grandparents, parents, Grandpa Du, and Uncle Duandao!
Su An is the eldest, and he acts like a boss. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go back and ask my dad!"
Su Wen and Su Wu immediately obeyed the order and ran to the house opposite.
Little Sweetie fell behind again. She looked at the big bag of cotton, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then looked up and asked the man, "Want something good in exchange?"
Chang Dong's eyes darkened and he nodded, "Yeah."
Then the little kid reached into his arms and rummaged around.
He had seen this action before, the narrow eyes hidden behind the mask narrowed invisibly.
"Here, ten taels for one!" The child took out a few small green pills in his palm. "I have five!"
The kid pointed at the big sack again and asked, "Want to change?"
Chang Dong's narrowed eyes slowly returned to normal, and he said in a light tone, "The shopkeeper said he doesn't want pills. If you have good medicinal materials, you can exchange them for more cotton, enough for your family."
No one came out of the opposite yard, so at this distance, he didn't need to stutter when speaking.
During this time, he kept his eyes fixed on the kid to avoid missing anything suspicious.
The little kid said "oh" and left.
“…”
After a while, "Changdong" crushed the small stones under his shoes to calm his anger.
He just had this ridiculous feeling of being tricked.
Tian Bao came back home in a hurry. As soon as she entered the door, the poisonous old man picked her up and held her in his arms. He pinched her little face and laughed, "Did you see the cotton?"
"See, white and soft." Tianbao was a little disappointed and pouted, "Uncle Changdong doesn't want sugar beans."
That was the most valuable thing she had.
The child's little hands also pinched the old man's cheeks, "Grandpa Du, ten taels of candy beans for each?"
real?
"Of course, the things Grandpa Du makes are priceless! Even if I pick up some cow dung and rub it into pellets, people will rush to buy it! The other side doesn't know the value of it!"
Broken Blade stood two steps away from Lao Xiao with his arms folded, and suddenly said, "Tian Bao, you didn't trade the treasure, did you?"
"No." Tian Bao patted his chest to prove that he was a good boy. "The treasure is not worth much."
She's not stupid.
In my previous life, I was turned into a pear and locked in a glass room.
In this life, you cannot give anything to outsiders, no matter how valuable it is.
Because Tianbao doesn't want to die now.
Duan Dao listened to the kid's words, tilted his head and coughed lightly to hide his smile.
Du Buqun was the most satisfied, "Let's go, Grandpa Du, go get some cotton!"
"Good stuff?" Do you have any?
"Tsk, when buying things in the Exiled Lands, the best thing to use isn't money, it's your fists, hahahaha!"
The Su family, who were still struggling with how to exchange for cotton, "..."
Headache.
Du Lao wants to steal things again.
"Mr. Du, wait, let's go and talk about this, let's go and talk about it!" A group of people rushed out from the kitchen.
The poisonous old man had already jumped over the wall and flew to the other side. "What a waste of time!"
Landed and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and Du Buwei punched the person who opened the door, hitting him in the face.
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