While digging for soil in Shanshui Village, selling rabbits is not delayed at all. After all, this is one of the few ways for the villagers to make money, and it is currently their only source of income.
So on the tenth day, each household had several more rabbits ready for market, and immediately a man came over to tell Hu Wenhua.
The rabbit-selling team is now organized by Hu Wenhua. Once the date and departure time are set, the men from each household who are going out are notified, and they gather at the village gate the next day.
Everyone still chose to carpool, but since they had already gone to the city twice to shop, they had bought most of the necessities on the first trip and stocked them up, so they wouldn't be short of them for a while.
Families who didn't have enough food bought a lot last time, even though they might not be very wealthy yet. But once they were close enough, they wouldn't be anxious, since they would be going out again later.
Therefore, there were significantly fewer vehicles on this trip compared to the last one.
There were more people than cars, and a large group of young and strong men walked around the vehicles—there were even large knives hidden under the vehicles.
To everyone's surprise, Fan Qian, Fan Erzhu, and Fan Sanzhu were also in the group traveling today.
The Fan family didn't have a car; each of the three of them carried a large bamboo basket on their backs, clearly indicating they were going to town to buy things.
They had an extra thousand catties of grain, enough for the whole family to eat. Moreover, the grain was heavy, and they couldn't carry much back in a basket. They must have gone to buy other things.
With things in chaos outside, they know that going out with the group from the village is the right choice.
The men still couldn't understand: if they didn't have money to buy grain, where would they get the money to buy other things?
"Sanzhu, are you going to town to buy things?" Old Xu asked casually, glancing sideways at him.
Fan Sanzhu nodded excitedly at the thought of going to the city, and hurriedly said, "We're out of oil and salt at home, let's go to the city and buy some."
Fan Xiaoliu from the same clan rolled his eyes and asked, "Where did you get the money? Didn't your mother say your family was so poor you couldn't even afford to eat?"
"I remember your second uncle only gave us grain, not silver, right?" Li Wen asked again, pretending to be puzzled.
The other men looked at the three of them, waiting to hear, each of them looking like a curious child.
Fan Sanzhu didn't expect everyone's attention to be on this, and why these men were talking so much like women, never letting go of the topic.
Fan Qian stepped forward, his face full of helplessness: "It's my mother's money. She used to be reluctant to take it out, and only let us go to the prefectural city to buy some oil and salt when we had enough food at home."
"We've been digging a lot of dirt lately. Unlike you guys who have pork to eat to replenish your bodies, we can only rely on coarse salt. Without salt, we simply can't do the strenuous work of digging."
The men watching suddenly found it all rather boring.
They keep bringing up their mother, and their words imply that they've eaten pork, without ever considering that they can only get pork by picking mushrooms all over the mountains!
If they want to eat it, they can just pick it up. What's the point of bringing this up?
Digging? Who doesn't dig?
Along the way, everyone hurried towards the prefectural city in small groups, and no one spoke to Fan Qian and his two sons again.
Fan Qian and Fan Erzhu didn't care. They had grain at home and silver in their pockets. They just needed to use their influence on the road to avoid being targeted by the refugees. Otherwise, would they really want to travel with them?
When the group arrived in the prefectural city, they found it unusually noisy.
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