Chapter 420 Qian Family
"You don't understand. Do you know how much a bushel of wheat the grain merchants in the countryside are collecting today?"
"How many?"
"Twenty-eight wen!" Mr. Bai snorted. "It was thirty wen the day before yesterday, and today it's down to twenty-eight wen. So this move in and out can result in a loss. They've brought in quite a bit, so the loss will be even greater."
Mr. Bai put his hands behind his head, swung his legs and laughed, "Don't you think about how old they are this year? Not to mention our silly boy, how old is Shanbao, who can make the decision? Not to mention that little girl Manbao is even a year younger than Shanbao."
So even though Mr. Bai was cheated, he was still very relieved.
"What's even more interesting is that they got something for nothing this time," Mr. Bai learned from the housekeeper after the three children left. It turned out that not long after they left today, a batch of grain was transported into the village. According to the housekeeper, the grain didn't even come in at the door, but went straight into the village to exchange for wheat seeds.
He also went to join in the fun, and only then did he know that the grain came from Longzhou.
Mr. Bai was not stupid. After a little thought, he understood where the food came from.
He said, even if the three children are not short of money, everyone is short of food at this time, why would the people in the village sell all the wheat to them?
He had previously wondered whether the three children had paid a high price in order to buy out the wheat, and he had laughed at them in his heart. They were fighting among themselves, and the villagers were benefiting.
As a result, what these three children did was much more amazing than he expected. They actually came up with a way to exchange food for food.
The villagers of Qili Village benefited from the exchange of one catty and two ounces for one catty, and they were grateful, while the cost they incurred was not high.
He can make such a huge amount of money by selling it to him. Not to mention when he was eight or nine years old, he can't do better than this even now.
This method was already very brilliant, but what was even more brilliant was that they did not even pay for the food they exchanged, but bought it directly on credit from Longzhou.
Master Bai clasped his hands together in front of his stomach and sighed softly, "This is truly the case of the Yangtze River's waves behind pushing the waves ahead."
Mrs. Bai hesitated and said, "No, our son is not that smart. You always said that my uncle was smart before, but I didn't really believe it. But after hearing what you said today, I believe it now."
This uncle is naturally Bai Shanbao’s biological father Bai Qi.
Mr. Bai, who accidentally understood his wife's hidden meaning, said: ...
He decided to go to sleep, as he had to go next door early the next morning to see what wheat seeds they had harvested.
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang held torches and walked to Qianjia Village, one step deep and one step shallow. As soon as they entered the village, the torches were burned down to only tiny flames.
It only has time to illuminate the path ahead.
The two of them groped their way to Uncle Qian's house and knocked on the door gently.
The Qian family had gone to bed early, and Uncle Qian had fallen asleep, so it took several knocks on the door before someone answered.
Aunt Qian, who still felt weak, pushed Uncle Qian when she heard it.
Uncle Qian called out in a daze, waking up his eldest son who was sleeping next door and asking him to go and take a look. He then got up with his eyes closed and put on his clothes.
Qian Dalang muttered as he went to open the door. He was startled to see the people outside. "Cousin? Why are you here?"
Zhou Dalang whispered, "Let's go inside and talk."
Qian Dalang quickly let the two of them in, and he hurried to find his father, "Dad, it's my cousins."
Uncle Qian put on his clothes in the dark, his eyes still closed, and asked, "Which cousin?"
"Oh, which cousin is there? The cousin from my eldest aunt's family. The eldest cousin and the second cousin came here together."
Uncle Qian shuddered and almost fell off the bed, "Is it your aunt?"
Uncle Qian said with shaking hands, "That's not right. Didn't someone say the other day that your aunt was in good health? How come she's not well now?"
Aunt Qian was also startled and quickly got up from the bed, "Did you send the white cloth?"
Qian Dalang: "...No, Dad, I think my eldest and second cousins look normal, it doesn't look like anything happened..."
Uncle Qian's face was still very solemn. It was so dark out, and usually people would come to the house at night. Unless it was a neighbor visiting, it was usually for a funeral.
Uncle Qian put on his clothes and went out. Qian Erlang also got up and lit the oil lamp. He brought chairs for the two of them, yawned, and asked, "What happened?"
Uncle Qian just came out, and Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang immediately stood up, one calling him "Dad" and the other "Uncle".
Uncle Qian pressed his hand and asked, "What happened?"
Zhou Dalang looked around and saw that the children had not gotten up yet. Since all the people here were adults, he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice to tell them about the wheat seeds.
When they heard Zhou Dalang say that they sold a bushel of wheat seeds for 150 wen, not only the Qian brothers but also Uncle Qian's eyes lit up.
Uncle Qian swallowed and asked quietly, "Did your father say this would work?"
"Okay, my father told me to pick out the best wheat seeds. As long as the seeds are good, everything will be fine. I'll go talk to my second and third uncles." Zhou Dalang said, "My father said we don't need to bring too much. Each of us should carry one load. We should get home before dawn and quietly put it in our warehouse. No one will know unless we tell anyone."
Uncle Qian nodded, his eyes swept over his two sons, and then frowned, "Where's the third son? Why is he sleeping like a dead pig?"
Qian Dalang said, "Then I'll go call him."
"Don't call for now," Uncle Qian said. "We only have two pairs of bamboo baskets at home. Go find a few more bags and put another one on the outside of the wheat. We'll carry the bags directly over."
Uncle Qian and Zhou Dalang assured him, "Don't worry, Dad. Your family's wheat seeds are truly excellent. This spring, when we harvested wheat, ours was the best in the village. I not only saved enough wheat seeds for my own family, but I also packaged the first batch of wheat separately. At that time, some people in the village told me they wanted to change their wheat seeds."
But now Uncle Qian didn't plan to exchange the particularly good wheat seeds, so he picked them and sold them directly to Old Zhou's house.
Zhou Dalang nodded.
Uncle Qian was delighted. He glanced at the moon outside and said, "Don't worry about your second uncle. He's always been meticulous in his work. These things must have been arranged long ago. As for your third uncle..."
Uncle Qian paused and said, "Fortunately, your third aunt has a plan in mind, and your two cousins are also diligent, so there shouldn't be any problem. At worst, I can go find him earlier. Even if he doesn't have it prepared, we can just divide it now."
Zhou Erlang nodded repeatedly. This was a good idea. Otherwise, he would have told his third uncle in advance. Whether he could sleep or not would not be a big deal, but it would be bad if he yelled at others.
Zhou Dalang was also worried about his uncle's temper, "Then after we come back..."
"Now that he's got the money, does he still dare to brag about it?" Uncle Qian said, "Don't worry, I'm watching you. If he dares to tell anyone, I'll beat him to death."
(End of this chapter)
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