Tomorrow is Dabao’s birthday, so Song Yuehua has to buy some vegetables early and bring them home.
When the chess hall was no longer busy, Song Yuehua told Xiaoyu and Xiaofu, "I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I can't come. You can register for the first round of the competition according to the list you drew, okay?"
The two looked at each other and nodded.
"Don't worry, boss. Nothing will go wrong." Xiang Xiaoyu said.
Song Yuehua added, "Although I won't be here tomorrow, Master Yi will be here. If you have any questions, you can ask him for help."
Tomorrow is just the first round of the Tianyuan Tournament, and with them here, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Song Yuehua carried a basket on her back and went to Gao Wazi's meat stall to buy two strips of pork belly, and then bought a whole plate of tofu from Shao Guafu's tofu shop.
Then he carried the tofu into the gold shop.
The guy was still the same guy. Last year, Song Yuehua also came to buy gold carrying tofu, so he naturally remembered her clearly.
"Miss, do you want to buy gold ingots?" asked the waiter.
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "You have a good memory."
The guy laughed and thought, you are the only one in the whole county who carries tofu to buy gold.
As usual, Song Yuehua asked for 4 gold ingots, a total of 80 taels.
After picking up the things, Song Yuehua went directly to the city gate to find Master Ma.
It was still early and not all the people who had returned to the village had arrived yet, so a few of them sat under an awning by the roadside and chatted for a while.
"Did you know that those two guys bought a donkey cart?" Uncle Ma asked, knocking on his pipe.
Song Yuehua nodded, "I know, I was the one who gave her the frame."
Auntie Fat heard this and chimed in, "The Zhang family's kid is really ruthless. He charges 5 cents per person, and if you bring something, you have to pay another 3 cents. If you don't know, you would think it's the sedan chair of the emperor."
Song Yuehua looked at Master Ma, and they smiled at each other.
"Master Ma is really honest. Who in the village dares to ride in that guy's donkey cart?" Aunt Fat was still complaining.
The villagers who were originally chatting couldn't help but complain together after hearing what Aunt Pang said.
"The donkey is pretty good, but a little crazy." Master Ma said nonchalantly while looking outside.
Song Yuehua asked, "Such a strong personality?"
Master Ma laughed and said, "Humans can have personalities, but animals can't have personalities?"
“I haven’t paid much attention to it.”
Master Ma chuckled.
After Aunt Fat finished her complaints, she calmed down and started talking to Song Yuehua again.
"The cotton fields on East Mountain are all burned. I heard that Li Er's family started the fire. Is that true?"
Song Yuehua was a little depressed. This guy kept bringing up all the issues.
"Didn't the official say it was an accident?" said Master Ma. "The official has already made a decision. You should stop discussing it and be careful not to cause trouble."
"That's not the case."
Although they said this, they still changed the subject abruptly and started chatting again.
Ma Ye was afraid that Song Yuehua would think about the cotton field, so he changed the subject, "The daughter of the old Feng family in the next village has been getting along well with the granddaughter of old Zhu recently."
Song Yuehua nodded and said, "I know that. Qingqing made something and Xiaocui took it to the county to set up a stall to sell it."
"That's good. Old Man Zhu's craft has a successor. It's a pity that it's a girl." There was some regret in Master Ma's tone.
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "How can it be a pity? Qingqing is thoughtful and has many ideas. Maybe she will be better than me in the future."
"That's true. Old Man Zhu will definitely be happy to hear it." Master Ma said with a smile.
After waiting for a while, all the villagers arrived and Master Ma drove the ox cart back to the village.
After arriving home, Song Yuehua first put the tofu in the well and put the gold ingots into a small jar.
Xiaoyu's entire jar of gold ingots had been taken away, and there were only 3 ingots in her small jar.
Xiaobao and Dabao each have 22 dings, and Song Yuehua has 23 dings. The extra one was given by Xiaoyu last year.
I won’t show this to Dabao. He can get married or start a business when he grows up.
Song Yuehua also had plans for her two jars of gold ingots; this would be her retirement money in the future.
After touching the gold, he was satisfied. After hiding the pots and pans, he started to cook.
Just as I finished cooking the rice and cutting the vegetables, there was a knock on the door.
"Daya, open the door quickly!"
Zhang Erniu's shouting came from the door.
Song Yuehua went over and opened the door, and saw that the ox cart was full of grain.
"This is today's harvest. I've sent it all to your home." Zhang Daniu said happily.
Song Yuehua looked at the cart full of food and said happily, "Put it all in the yard, I can clean it up myself."
The two brothers knew that Song Yuehua was very strong, so they decided not to compete with her.
After several rounds of transportation, Tang and Zhang also came to help.
After weighing, it was found that no grain tax was required this year. The total amount of grain was 2,200 kilograms, and the total amount brought to the Song family was 1,320 kilograms.
"My family still has 880 kilograms of millet, the same as last year. Once it's pounded into fine rice, we'll send it to you," said Zhang Dalang.
Song Yuehua nodded, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Niu and Uncle Erniu."
"Why are you being so polite? I'm leaving now!"
After everyone left, Song Yuehua closed the door and carried a bag of millet into the cellar in each hand.
Finally I can eat white rice again.
In the end, Song Yuehua moved four large bags to the school.
It was already late after finishing all this, so Song Yuehua hurried to the kitchen to cook.
"Da Ya!"
When Song Yuehua was picking up vegetables, Matchmaker Tang rushed into the yard, "Happy event, great happy event!"
"No hurry, take your time." Song Yuehua put down what she was holding and wiped her hands.
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