Every household grows potatoes, but they can't be sold in the village at all. They can only be taken to the county to sell to those who don't have land.
But for an old woman like her, just getting to the county town was exhausting enough, let alone carrying these heavy potatoes to sell. Now that someone is willing to buy potatoes in the village, and at such a good price, how could she not be happy?
The old woman walked home happily, thinking that she still had a lot of potatoes at home. She would go back and fill a few more baskets, and sell some more coins so that she could buy a few pounds of rice and flour for the New Year, and maybe even a pound of pork, so that she could have some meat in her stomach.
But she was too slow, and only managed to carry three baskets over before the sweet-talking girl was about to leave.
Meng Zhao had no choice. She hadn't expected that every household here had so many potatoes. Each household would take a hundred or two hundred catties, and soon her donkey carts would be full.
Some who arrived late carried potatoes on their backs and said to Meng Zhao, "Girl, please, please have mercy and accept my potatoes too."
"Girl, please accept some more. Your family is waiting for the money for the New Year."
Seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, Meng Zhao could only bite the bullet and say, "Folks, I'm sorry, my car is full and there's really no more room. If there's a chance in the future, I'll come again next time."
After saying that, she got into the car and told Gu Changwu and the others to hurry up and leave. Looking at the expectant faces of those people, Meng Zhao wondered if she would do something else if she stayed any longer.
With mixed feelings, Meng Zhao led her group away from the village, with someone calling after her to come back next time.
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