Chapter 27 Foreign and Native Eggs

Zhang Jinlan was afraid that her granddaughter would be hungry, so she took out a cake from her backpack that was bigger than Jiang Fubao's face.

Let her chew it.

"Grandma, I'm not hungry." Jiang Fubao shook his head.

If she takes a bite of this cake, she will choke to death.

She won't eat it.

So I didn't answer.

Besides, she just wanted to see more of the town.

Learn about the world.

I have no appetite for food.

"Okay, then let's go sell the eggs first." Zhang Jinlan did not force her granddaughter to eat and put the biscuits back.

The grandfather and grandson stood in the middle of a six-way intersection.

Jiang Fubao raised his head.

She noticed a wooden sign hanging above each intersection.

About the same size as a modern tablet computer.

"Grandma, which intersection are we going to?" Jiang Fubao looked at her.

"Go this way." Zhang Jinlan couldn't read.

But she knew the way.

She carried the bamboo basket on her back, held Jiang Fubao's hand, and walked towards the intersection with the sign "Caishi Street" written on it.

This street is full of small vendors, some selling vegetables, some selling wild fish and various mountain products. Occasionally you can also come across people selling grain privately. The prices are lower than those in the grain stores, but unfortunately the quantities are not large.

I guess they are all poor people who are in urgent need of money and have no choice but to sell food.

The grain stores are collecting grain and lowering prices severely.

It has been like this since ancient times.

I guess it's the same here.

There are not only stalls on the street, but also various shops.

Most of them are butcher shops, oil shops, seasoning shops or grain shops.

No wonder it’s called Caishi Street.

It's similar to a modern vegetable market.

Zhang Jinlan stopped at the entrance of the busy alley.

There are twenty or thirty people setting up stalls here.

Judging from their appearance and clothing, most of them are from poor families.

"Let's do it here. You don't have to pay here." Zhang Jinlan put down the backpack, occupied a small space, and said to Jiang Fubao.

"Grandma, do I have to pay for selling eggs?" Jiang Fubao blinked his big eyes, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course. Although this alley is quite remote, you don't have to pay the street manager to set up a stall here. You can just take a spot and leave after selling your wares. The first to arrive can pick a good spot. If you set up a stall in the front, you have to pay a penny, and a penny can buy a coarse flour steamed bun. You should save money. Wouldn't it be nice to buy steamed buns for Fubao? Right?"

Although Jiang Fubao is only three years old.

But as long as she asked.

Zhang Jinlan would always answer patiently.

"Grandma is right, let's sell it here." Jiang Fubao squatted on the ground obediently.

"Fubao is really good. Don't worry. Eggs are in great demand and many people are buying them. This is also a famous morning market, so many people will walk a long way to buy vegetables. They will be sold out in a short while. If Fubao gets tired of squatting, he can go sit on the stone steps next to him."

Zhang Jinlan arrived very late.

Morning market. Morning market.

Of course it’s the morning market.

It is noon now.

The number of people walking on the streets was 50% less than in the morning.

But there were still quite a few people bringing things to sell, so Zhang Jinlan's position was average.

Belongs to the corners.

But I can't stand her loud voice and thick skin.

Zhang Jinlan took out the eggs, placed them in place, and then yelled towards the street.

Two women passing by were so frightened that they almost fell flat on their faces.

The two of them looked at Zhang Jinlan as if they had seen a ghost.

"Selling eggs, farm-raised eggs, raised at the foot of the mountain, fed with the finest wild vegetables and insects every day, guaranteed to be delicious, only two cents per egg, selling eggs, fresh farm-raised eggs, large in size and delicious in taste.

Only two cents each. Look, these are freshly laid hens' eggs this morning. I've wiped all the feces off them. My eggs are a lot bigger than others, but the price is not a penny more. It's on a first-come, first-served basis. Once they're sold out, you can leave!"

It was the first time that Jiang Fubao saw grandma selling things.

This talent for hawking and selling is simply amazing.

However, when he heard her praising eggs, Jiang Fubao lowered his head and almost laughed out loud.

These are foreign eggs she bought from the supermarket. Of course they are bigger than the native eggs from the countryside because they taste worse.

The yolk of free-range eggs is dark yellow, and some are slightly orange.

The yolk of the foreign egg is not light in color after being cooked.

The taste is much worse than that of free-range eggs.

Although experts say the nutritional value of both types of eggs is the same, many city dwellers still pay a high price for farm-raised eggs.

Here, however, the two have switched places.

Just because foreign eggs are bigger than local eggs.

Grandma used it to fool other people.

"Auntie, how much are the eggs? Can I get a discount if I buy more? I want to buy 20 eggs. Can you give me a discount of one cent?"

Eggs are a hot commodity.

Before Zhang Jinlan could shout again, a woman came straight over and asked the price.

"Oh, Madam, you know that eggs are priced this high. We are poor, with dozens of mouths to feed. Look at my granddaughter, she has never eaten meat since she was a child. She is hungry every day. I feel bad for her. If you give her one cent less, we will not be able to eat lunch and will have to walk for five hours on an empty stomach to get home.

Please take pity on us, madam. You are obviously from a wealthy family. Look how bright the clothes are. They must be newly made. I have never seen such good fabrics in my life. Eggs are not cheap, but don’t worry, madam. If you buy eggs, I will pick the big ones for you. I promise you won’t suffer any loss.”

Zhang Jinlan refused to bargain, but she was good at pretending.

She was seen complaining in a hoarse voice while praising the woman in front of her.

It seemed as if she was saying, you are so rich, you look like the wife of a wealthy family, you dress so well, why are you bargaining with us? We two grandparents are so poor that we don’t even have money to eat lunch, are you really that cruel?

This is pure moral kidnapping.

Jiang Fubao silently gave grandma a thumbs up in his heart.

She is truly a scheming old lady!

really.

The woman did not bargain.

She is thin-skinned.

After hearing this, she asked for twenty eggs.

After all, eggs are all this price.

It doesn't matter where you buy it.

And these eggs are indeed a size bigger than ordinary eggs.

The two articles are definitely worth it.

She bought twenty, took out forty copper coins, handed them to Zhang Jinlan, and then turned and left. "What a liar, this little girl is so white and plump, she doesn't look hungry at all." But she muttered something in her mouth.

Zhang Jinlan didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Fubao heard it clearly.

She touched her ear awkwardly.

Grandma is really good at telling lies, and she doesn't worry about whether others can see through her.

The main character is thick-skinned.

But she likes it.

Although the money is not much, you can buy a lot of things here, such as a small bag of melon seeds, a dozen wild fruits, a coarse flour steamed bun, etc.

Why should you give advantage to others?

The miser Jiang Fubao has a very similar personality to Zhang Jinlan.

No wonder it’s the grandfather and grandson.

Half an hour later, all 200 eggs were sold out.

I got four hundred coins.