Chapter 9, Pricing



Chapter 9, Pricing

"Two dollars? Then I'll sell it for two dollars too." After getting the price, An's mother decided.

Aunt Yu recalled that her chickens seemed to have only been caught for a few months. Could they be sold now?

So he asked, "How much does your chicken weigh?"

An's mother always asks for money. The family depends on the income from the chicken, so she has to weigh the pros and cons every day.

"The small one weighs three or four pounds, and the big one is probably around four or five pounds." The small one is a hen and the big one is a rooster.

Roosters grow fast.

Upon hearing the weight, Aunt Yu was shocked: "You feed them stones, how come they grow so fast?"

At most three months, the baby can weigh four or five kilograms, which is heavier than feeding it with stones.

"Qianqian takes good care of them. She feeds them three times a day. It would be strange if they don't grow." She also knew that the chickens at home were growing a little too fast, but she couldn't tell anyone else.

Aunt Yu thought about it and realized that the chickens she took good care of at home would grow faster.

"Qianqian is really capable." Aunt Yu praised sincerely.

After the two chatted for a while, An's mother took the bucket home.

Aunt Yu originally wanted to keep her for dinner. Since she brought so many eels, it was okay to keep her for a meal.

But she didn't want to. This guy was just being polite for no reason.

After Mother An left, Aunt Yu's daughter-in-law came out of the house.

After seeing the eels in the basin, he swallowed his saliva.

"Mom, have you cooked all this tonight?" She and her mother-in-law cook together at home.

She has only been married for less than a year and is a hardworking person on weekdays.

Maybe because he suffered a lot when he was a child, he attaches great importance to food.

Of course, who doesn’t value food in this era?

"It's all done. Your father and Air Force have been very tired these days, so give them some good nourishment." Aunt Yu is also a generous person.

"Okay." Zhang Kongjun's wife was very happy. She was a hardworking person.

Zhang Kongjun’s wife is Yu Lan, who is only 19 years old. Her family is not well off, so she eventually married into the Zhang family in Shangxi Village.

However, after being married for so long, her family has been very good to her, and she is also very satisfied with her man and her in-laws.

Seeing her daughter-in-law so happy, Aunt Yu also smiled and encouraged her to take more care of herself so that she could give her a grandson.

Aunt Yu has three children. The eldest is twenty years old and is married.

The second child is a girl named Zhang Lingling, who is now in school.

It’s only because she and Tiezhu can earn some money, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to support Lingling’s schooling.

The youngest is Zhang Haijun, who is only ten years old this year, also known as Gou Wa.

Very solid.

The family lives a pretty good life.

After finding out the price, An's mother told Qianqian as soon as she came back.

When An Qianqian heard that it was only two yuan per pound, she became unhappy.

"Mom, I want to sell it at a higher price. Our chicken is delicious." She felt that she was wasting her golden finger.

An's mother thought the price was pretty good, two yuan per pound. Now pork is only two yuan per pound.

"Will no one buy this?" She was worried that it wouldn't be able to sell.

An Qianqian shook her head. She wasn't sure about this: "Let's give it a try." She didn't want to set the price of the chicken so low. If possible, she wanted to take the chicken to the county town to sell it.

But she knew her mother didn't want to do that.

Seeing her mother's face was a little ugly, An Qianqian immediately said: "Mom, if we can't sell it by then, we will sell it for two yuan."

|"Okay." Mother An thought about the taste of her own chicken and thought that she should be able to sell it, right?

Time flies and it is time to pay the grain tax.

Under the leadership of the village chief, everyone loaded their own public grain onto trucks. This time the truck carrying the public grain was a tractor, and it could not hold all the grain in one trip, so it had to make two or three trips.

Because An Qianqian's family had little public grain, they directly rented Uncle He's carriage and asked him to help pull the grain out, and they followed behind the carriage.

I caught more than a dozen chickens and took them to sell. If they sell well, I'll go again tomorrow.

There is no need to rush this day.

They reached the town just as the sun began to shine.

An Qianqian originally wanted to accompany her mother to pay the public grain tax before selling the chickens.

But there are too many people queuing up. If we delay any longer, the chicken will be late.

"Mom, why don't I go sell the chickens first? I'll come find you after I'm done." An Qianqian looked at the people in line in front of her family, which seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Mother An looked ahead and saw that there were indeed quite a few people. "Okay, I'll help you carry it." The chicken coop was quite heavy, and she was worried about Qianqian being alone.

"It's okay." Thanks to the golden finger, An Qianqian's strength has already been overflowing, so this weight is no problem for her.

"I can go by myself. There's a queue here." He lifted the chicken cage off the carriage with one hand.

Even Uncle He who was standing by was shocked.

"Qianqian, well done. Your strength is no less than your father's." Anbo also had amazing strength back then.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have raised his wife and daughter so well.

"Haha." An Qianqian likes to keep everything secret when she is outside, so when she heard Uncle He talking about her strength, she immediately started to smile foolishly.

"No, no, I've been eating a lot lately, so I'm a little stronger."

Uncle He thought it was a family trait and didn't say much.

After An Qianqian left with the chicken coop, Uncle He started praising Qianqian.

Mother An was so proud.

An Qianqian carried a chicken coop to Qingshan Street, where there were too many people setting up stalls.

I walked a long way but couldn't find an empty place.

If we go any further, we will reach the edge. Can we still sell the chicken?

An Qianqian frowned.

Finally looked around.

She chose a place in front of a restaurant where not many people set up stalls. Of course, even if someone did, they wouldn't set up the stall in front of someone else's door.

It just so happens that this store is a restaurant, and An Qianqian also has her own little ideas.

It’s not at the main entrance of someone else’s house, but a little to the side.

This is right in the center of the intersection, with people coming and going.

The chicken placed here really caught people's attention, and soon someone came up to ask about it.

An Qianqian already had her own price in mind.

When the man asked about the price, she replied, "Five yuan a pound."

My goodness, I was almost scared to death.

Not only were the people who asked the price scared, but even the people passing by were scared to death by the price.

"Five, five dollars?" The person asking the price was a woman, well-dressed, obviously a city dweller.

An Qianqian nodded: "Well, five dollars. The chickens in my family are fed with grains. The taste is incomparable to those chickens that eat wild grasses." She looked confident.

If it wasn't inconvenient here, she wouldn't mind killing one and stewing it here.

"Little girl, do you know how much meat costs per pound?" The woman was a little angry, but she was well-educated and did not say anything unpleasant to An Qianqian.

Of course An Qianqian knew. Although she hadn't been to the street to buy meat for a while, she knew the price of pork: "Two dollars and one cent."

"Of course not, little girl, is your chicken more precious than pork?" The woman finally regained her senses.

"Stop joking, where is your adult? I think this chicken is growing well, I'd like to buy one, but five dollars is impossible." Who's chicken is selling for five dollars? You're stealing me.

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