Chapter 52: Take one step and count three steps
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She suddenly came to her senses. There was no way the early morning sun could shine through the hole on her head and hit her face. It had to be at least eight or nine in the morning, or even later.
None of the biological clocks in their family were working, causing everyone to oversleep.
Sang Yu hurriedly woke everyone up. She had originally planned to get up early today and go to Lingnan City to sell candy. She hoped that she could still make it in time.
Even when he was woken up, Sang Yongjing still looked like he was still half asleep: "Huh? What time is it?"
He is old, and yesterday he went into the mountains and fought a desperate battle with pheasants. He was physically exhausted, and he stayed up very late. If Sang Yu hadn't woken him up, he would have slept until who knows when.
"It's almost Chenshi." Without a watch, Sang Yu could only roughly estimate the time by looking at the movement of the sun, which should be about right.
"What?" Sang Yongjing sat up suddenly and asked while sorting his clothes, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"
Sang Yu: ...I was counting on you to wake me up.
Fortunately, there is a hole on the top of the head to let the sunlight in, otherwise the family would not wake up even at noon.
Thinking of this, Sang Yu felt that her decision to stop Sang Yongjing from repairing the roof was particularly correct.
In fact, not long after they settled in the tent, Sang Yongjing mentioned the need for a roof. Living here, if it rained, it would be like heavy rain outside and light rain inside the tent.
The suggestion was good, and getting things done would benefit the whole family, but Sang Yu still rejected it.
Firstly, they don't know how to patch the roof. It seems simple, just grab a handful of hay and cover it. But in fact, it must be woven firmly, with the upper layer pressing down on the lower layer. If there is a slight gap, water will leak.
She was really afraid that if she didn't repair the hole properly, she would damage the roof next to it.
Secondly, they didn't know where the ladder was at that time, so they couldn't fly onto the roof.
So she put this matter aside. Later, when she found a place where she could borrow a ladder, Sang Yu had the idea of building a new house, so there was no need to repair this place.
It has already happened, and no amount of complaining or blaming yourself will help.
Sang Yu was in a good mood. He slowly added water to the leftover chicken soup from last night, and then added some water chestnuts, yam and salt. A simple breakfast was ready.
After eating, she and Sang Yongjing took a basket of candy and prepared to go to Lingnan City.
If it were up to her, she could go alone, but Sang Yongjing was worried and insisted on going with her.
Then let's go together. More people means more people can look after her. She can also go to other stalls at that time.
The more you know about your competitors, the better your chances of success. Making sugar isn't a long-term way to make money; you need to think ahead and plan for the future.
Not knowing her plan, Sang Yongjing just felt that if he let a little girl go out alone, it would be difficult to deal with her if she met some ruffians, and he would go with her to help show off his strength.
When they were about to leave, Sang Xinghao suddenly hugged Sang Yu's legs and refused to let go, burying his head in her waist. She wanted to take a step but couldn't.
"Little brother, you have to tell me what you want to do. It won't work if you just use brute force without saying anything." Sang Yu guessed what he was thinking, but pretended not to know.
Sang Xinghao originally thought that he would be able to achieve his wish by doing this, but he did not expect Sang Yu to speak to him like this.
He raised his eyes and looked at Sang Yu timidly. Seeing that she was not angry, he felt a little relieved.
He said in a very low voice: "I want to go with my sister."
The voice was extremely low, almost like a breath. Sang Xinghao's hearing was already damaged by the high fever and he couldn't hear the low voice. At this moment, he was a little dazed, wondering whether he had made any sound.
Of course Sang Yu heard it, and she readily agreed: "Okay, it's just right that my younger brother can help with the weighing. We worked very well together last time, didn't we?"
"I just want to..." Sang Xinghao, who thought she would never agree, was ready to throw a tantrum, but just as he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that, hey, my sister agreed.
"What do you want to do?" Sang Yu looked at him with amusement. He just wanted to go into the city to play. It seemed that this child was not as mature as she imagined.
Sang Xinghao's face flushed red from her teasing, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I just want to follow my sister."
There was no impact in bringing a child with him when selling things, and since Sang Yu had already agreed, Sang Yongjing didn't say much.
The group of three set out on the road to Lingnan City, while the three people who stayed in the shed began to process the golden berries they brought back yesterday. Removing burrs and cores was a laborious task.
Sang Xingjia lowered his eyes and looked at his injured leg. With Sang Yu's continuous application of medicine and massage, the redness and swelling caused by the sprain had long disappeared, and his ankle looked no different from that of a normal person.
He tried to walk, but with every step he took, his ankle felt a piercing pain, and he walked with a limp.
My younger sister said that he had some kind of soft bruise and that he would need to rest for a long time to recover.
He always had a hidden worry in his heart, wondering if his leg had been ruined long ago and could never be healed, and what his little sister said was just a lie to comfort him.
But thinking carefully about what Xiaomei had said during this period, there wasn't a single thing she had promised that she hadn't fulfilled. Since she said it would be fine, then it would definitely be fine, and he should believe her.
When they arrived at the west gate of Lingnan City, there were still not many people around. The soldiers guarding the city checked the baskets they carried and let them into the city after confirming that they had not hidden salt or iron.
Sang Xinghao held Sang Yu's hand tightly and looked around curiously, but soon lost interest, just like Jingcheng.
There are thirty-six markets in Lingnan City. The goods sold in each market are different, but the general categories are similar.
Some are markets dedicated to transactions between merchants, some are markets that specialize in selling precious items such as spices, and of course there are also markets that sell everyday items.
They asked passers-by on the street about several markets they often went to for shopping, and then chose the closest one - Yonghefang.
The road leading to the market was straight and easy to find. While Sang Yu was still looking around, Sang Xinghao pointed to a place and said, "Sister, Yonghefang."
She looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, she saw a market sign. There were three big characters engraved on the stone plaque: Yonghefang.
"You have good eyesight, little brother. You saw it before I did." Sang Yu praised him, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.
There is a room at the entrance of the market. Anyone who wants to enter the market to sell things must first register, pay money and get a badge. It is not like in the canyon where you can just find a place to set up a stall.
This brand classifies goods and places items of the same type in one area to make it easier for people to buy them.
The second reason is to collect taxes. Don’t think that the ancients did not pay taxes. Commercial taxes are one of the largest sources of treasury funds.
Of course, for small businesses like theirs, the tax is generally not much, about 2% of the goods traded, which is within an affordable range.
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