Fan Qian took a deep breath, realizing he had misjudged Xu Laoda, thinking he was a kind and honest man, but it turned out he was also a sharp-tongued and mean-spirited person.
He looked at Boss Xu, his face dark and ugly, and coldly said, "My family is not like yours, which has no clothes to wear. We made a lot of winter clothes before, so we don't need to make any more this year."
Without waiting for a reply, she took her two sons and went elsewhere.
Old Xu scratched his head, puzzled.
Wu Gousheng, who was standing nearby, spat and advised, "Uncle Xu, don't pay attention to them! You mean well, but no matter what you say, they will think the worst of you."
Xu Laoda let out a howl, realizing it wasn't his fault, and focused on waiting for Fan Jin and the others.
My wife once said that you can't get along with people who overthink things, otherwise you'll always be reflecting on where you went wrong or said the wrong thing, which will be exhausting.
Before long, Fan Jinding and Li Huwenhua arrived with two carts. The carts were piled with burlap sacks and cloth bags, which were tightly tied with hemp rope.
Feng Dalai and Hong Mancang each pulled a cart, while Feng Er and Hong Manku stood beside the carts. The men in the village understood that the brothers were taking turns pulling the carts.
Fan Jin glanced at his elder brother and two nephews at the edge of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over them calmly, as if he were looking at everyone else.
Ding Heli and Hu Wenhua also saw it, but neither of them said much, treating it as nothing out of the ordinary.
Hu Wenhua routinely counted the number of people first. Once everyone was present, he waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Let's go!"
He still led the way at the very front of the procession, but instead of his brother-in-law and Uncle Ding, he was followed by them. Since the medicinal herbs were valuable, they were placed in the middle of the procession, with the two of them standing on either side of the vehicle to escort it.
The sky was overcast, and the wind was chilly, but thankfully my body gradually warmed up after walking for a while.
Once inside the city, the previous hustle and bustle was gone, replaced by the occasional dark, gloomy gazes cast from the shadowy alleys and damp corners.
The large number of people and vehicles in Shanshui Village inevitably attracted attention. Hu Wenhua, thinking that there were many medicinal herbs on the vehicle and that it was too heavy to be easily spotted, went to the pharmacy first.
The carts were parked in the open space next to the pharmacy, with the ones loaded with medicine in the middle and the empty carts on both sides. The men surrounded the goods, keeping a close watch on everything around them, not daring to relax their vigilance for a moment.
Ding Heli led Hu Wenhua into the pharmacy to discuss the matter.
The men selling kudzu had asked Ding Heli for help early on. They were not good with words and did not know the market price. Even if they met the pharmacy owner, they would not know what to say. At this moment, they were paying attention to the situation outside while worrying about the situation inside.
A moment later, Ding Heli came out and asked the men with a worried expression, "Kudzu root isn't worth much. I said that the kudzu root from our village has been thoroughly cleaned and dried. The shopkeeper can offer a maximum of eighteen coins per pound. Is that acceptable?"
Boss Xu thought he had misheard.
Is 18 coins a catty still not very valuable?
Xu Laosan reacted much faster than his eldest brother, immediately nodding with a beaming smile: "Okay!"
The other men, recovering from their shock, exclaimed with delight, "That's amazing!"
"Uncle Ding, it's your decision!"
"By the way, Uncle Ding, did the shopkeeper say how many kilograms he wants? Can we buy them all?"
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