Chapter 117 Market (Update 1)
Jiang Zhiluo has always been thinking about buying cloth for her family to make clothes, or buying ready-made clothes.
Mrs. Cui naturally also saw the cotton, linen, and ramie cloth in the corner.
Madam Cui's expression also changed. "It should be cheap. I heard that some young ladies in Yangliu Village can weave cloth. Those who are diligent and skilled can weave a whole piece of cloth a day using a loom."
Jiang Zhiluo was stunned for a moment, "There are looms in Yangliu Village?"
She had never heard of anyone in their Donghe Village owning a loom.
As if she understood Jiang Zhiluo's confusion, Mrs. Cui explained, "Some families in Yangliu Village are well-off and are willing to spend money to have their daughters learn embroidery. They will also buy looms for their daughters to weave at home. Some young men in Yangliu Village also marry weavers."
"So, people in Yangliu Village don't need to buy cloth very often. They can just wear clothes made from their own cloth."
"Yes, but usually merchants come to Yangliu Village to buy cloth. People from Yangliu Village rarely set up stalls to sell it in the market."
Some merchants would come to the village regularly to buy cloth, and the prices they offered were fair, so there was no need for families to weave cloth and sell it.
But since they are selling cloth, I can go over and take a look later.
She wanted to make a set of clothes for both Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin.
When she got married, her parents made her several sets of clothes, but Old Lady Cui and Cui Hejin had very few clothes.
And they were all coarse linen clothes.
Jiang Zhiluo wants to buy cotton cloth and make cotton clothes.
"Mom, let's find a place to set up our stall first. After we're done, we'll go to the market and see if there's anything we can buy."
Mrs. Cui originally thought that there was nothing she needed to buy, but when she thought of Jiang Zhiluo, she thought that her daughter-in-law might need to buy something.
Then he nodded and said, "Okay."
They did arrive a little late, and many of them came to set up stalls before dawn.
The market is so big that it takes a quarter of an hour to walk around it completely.
They found a corner to set up their stall.
Early in the morning, there were not many people going to the market.
That is, some people from Yangliu Village would come to the market early to buy vegetables.
Many people go to the market after the sun rises.
Many villagers from distant villages who want to go to the market will come to Yangliu Village after breakfast, and arrive around the time of Si.
So there were a lot of people there.
There were people at the market, but not many. Most of them were villagers from Yangliu Village and nearby villages.
Some people come to the market early, hoping to buy things and go home early.
Some people come to the market leisurely, thinking of buying things and strolling around at the same time.
In ancient times, there were not many entertainment programs. During the slack season, villagers would mostly chat and visit each other.
Another thing is to stroll around the market when the market is open.
If some people have relatives in Yangliu Village and they want to visit them, they will do so during the market day in Yangliu Village.
After they set up the stall, Madam Cui said, "Don't be fooled by the small crowds now. Once the sun comes out, there will be more people."
Jiang Zhiluo nodded.
She remembered that when her parents brought her and her younger brothers and sisters to Yangliu Village for the market, there were a lot of people there starting at noon.
During the twelfth lunar month, the market remains bustling until mid-afternoon.
Some stalls don't close until the evening.
Therefore, many villagers from distant villages who come to the market will buy some food here at noon and buy everything in the afternoon before going home.
Jiang Zhiluo looked around and knew what was going on. She said, "Mom, let's fry some chive dumplings and pot cakes first. Although there aren't many people here, there are still many people setting up stalls."
Mrs. Cui understood immediately after hearing this. "Yes, there are so many people setting up stalls, some of them with children. They probably didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning. Let's fry some leek dumplings and pot cakes. When the aroma spreads, people will naturally come to buy food."
"Zhiluo, you are so thoughtful. Mother didn't even think of it."
There are quite a few people who come to Yangliu Village Market to set up stalls.
Moreover, people who can run a small business usually have some copper coins in their hands, so they should be willing to spend them on buying some food.
So Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo quickly got busy.
Even though they are standing in a remote location, the food they make is very fragrant.
Soon, a strong fragrance emanated.
Mrs. Cui hadn't made or eaten leek dumplings for many days. When she smelled the aroma, she couldn't help but say, "I think leek dumplings are delicious. I used to make them every day at the stall and eat them for lunch. After eating too much, I didn't feel like eating anymore. But after not having eaten them for several days, I still want to eat them when I smell this."
"Zhiluo, can we give everyone a free taste as well?"
Jiang Zhiluo thought for a moment and said, "I won't offer free tastings. People can buy what they want based on the aroma. If they don't want to buy, business won't be bad at noon when there are many people."
There are both leek dumplings and pot cakes, and Jiang Zhiluo doesn’t bring many things, so she believes that they can all be sold.
"Okay then."
Mrs. Cui was used to listening to Zhiluo.
She knew it was right to listen to Zhiluo.
A young couple was setting up a stall with their child not far away. When they smelled the fragrance, they were stunned and looked over here.
The young woman asked, "What are you doing over there? It smells so good."
The young man said, "Madam, go over and see what delicious food is on sale. Buy something for our youngest son. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast this morning."
They were quite far away from Yangliu Village, so in order to arrive early to get a good spot, they set out from home before dawn and had no time to eat.
The children also came along, so naturally they didn't have breakfast.
But my daughter is sensible and doesn't cry or make a fuss.
Of course, they also brought some dry food, planning to eat something to fill their stomachs when they were hungry, and they also planned to have lunch here at noon.
The stalls at the market in Yangliu Village usually close in the evening.
Naturally, they were reluctant to buy any food, but they were willing to give it to their daughter.
The young woman nodded and said, "You stay here and watch. I'll take my youngest over to take a look."
As she spoke, the little woman took her daughter's hand and walked over.
The six-year-old girl happily followed her mother.
She liked going to the market with her parents very much. Although she had to get up very early and stay all day, her parents would always buy her something to eat.
This is a delicious thing that you can’t eat on ordinary days.
So she likes going to the market the most.
The young woman came over to Jiang Zhiluo and the others' stall and was stunned by the food she had never seen before. "Is this a pie? What is this?"
Jiang Zhiluo explained with a smile: "My beautiful sister, this is a leek box, which contains leeks and eggs. This is a pot cake, which is made with meat filling. It is crispy and fragrant, and delicious."
"I guarantee you'll be full of praise for it."
“We used to sell it at the dock and at the market, and everyone said it was delicious.”
The little woman looked at it, smelled the fragrance, then looked down at her daughter's eyes blinking expectantly. She asked, "How much is one?"
"Chive dumplings are three cents each, and pot cakes are five cents each. They're both delicious."
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