Seeing that Old Lady Liu wanted to take out the bowl of white pearl rice and let her take a closer look, Chen Xuanxuan couldn't help but say.

"Mom, some doors in our house are not closed yet..."

Old Lady Liu raised her head immediately after hearing this.

Noticing that her third daughter-in-law was eavesdropping in the next room, Old Lady Liu glared at her fiercely, then strode over and closed the door in the next room.

As soon as the door was closed, Old Lady Liu grabbed Chen Xuanxuan's arm and asked her to take out the bowl of rice.

"My dear, what kind of rice is this?"

"Where did you get it from?"

"Do you grow this kind of rice this year?"

The place where they are now is the real north.

In the north, many places grow wheat and barley, or soybeans and peas.

They used to grow rice here, but rice requires too much water. There are always a few years when there is insufficient rainfall, resulting in a very low rice yield.

Therefore, since more than 50 years ago, they have never grown rice here again.

Old lady Liu is over 50 years old this year.

She remembers that she had eaten rice when she was a few years old.

However, the rice she grew at that time was long and strip-shaped. And the color was yellowish. It was not white at all.

But the rice in front of him has completely broken his cognition.

"My dear, tell me quickly. Where did you get this rice?"

Chen Xuanxuan saw that she was really anxious, so she said slowly.

"Mom, do these rices look like pearls?"

Old Lady Liu couldn't help but nodded after hearing this. "Yes, they look very much like pearls."

Chen Xuanxuan smiled after hearing this.

"I found this pearl rice in a cave on the mountain."

"After I found those wild rice grains, I secretly transported them back home by myself. This pearl rice is just this much. I don't know if it can be sold for money..."

Old Lady Liu put the pearl rice under her nose and sniffed it vigorously a few times. She

felt that this rice was very fragrant.

She couldn't help but nodded.

"This pearl rice is valuable. It can be sold at a high price."

"When your eldest brother comes back later, I will ask him to help you sell this."

Speak of the devil.

Old lady Liu had just finished speaking when she heard her eldest son talking to someone in the yard.

So, she told Chen Xuanxuan to hide her things quickly, and then she opened the door of the stove room. Then, she called her eldest son Chen Daming over.

"Big brother, come here!"

Chen Mingbai saw his mother calling him, and noticed that it was his third sister standing behind her. He frowned quickly, then picked up a bag and walked over carefully.

"Big brother, why did you come back so early today?"

Chen Daming said, "Mom, I'm worried about my daughter-in-law..."

When old lady Liu heard this, she knew what he was thinking.

So, she glared at him fiercely and said it to him directly.

"Boss, come in, I have something to tell you..."

Chen Daming said yes.

...

When the kitchen door was closed again, the third sister-in-law Zhang, who was standing at the door, rolled her eyes in disdain.

The people in the room were all quiet at this time.

"Boss, please take a good look at the pearl rice your third sister brought!"

"Is it worth it? Can it be sold? This is a good thing! I have lived for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such white and bright rice."

Chen Daming is a peddler.

In recent years, whenever he was idle in the farming season, he would carry a pole and sell small things in the surrounding villages, and also buy some local products.

He thought he was a knowledgeable person. He would not be surprised unless it was absolutely necessary. But today's bowl of rice really surprised him.

"Third sister, did you really get this pearl rice from the mountain?"

Chen Xuanxuan asked directly, "How else?"

"Do you think such a good thing can fall from the sky?"

"You know about Gujiagang. Most people grow crops on the dry land in the mountains. Only our Chenjia Village cultivates the fertile fields on both sides of the river..."

After hearing this, Chen Daming hesitated for a while before saying, "Third sister, are you going to ask me to help you sell this rice?"

Chen Xuanxuan glanced at the old lady Liu, and then said, "Brother, I originally planned to let you help me sell it. But I think this is not possible."

"After all, people in this family don't have an easy life. My sister-in-law doesn't have an easy life either. So I thought to myself, forget it. I'll just give this pearl rice to you, brother. You can sell it for as much money as you can. After all, this pearl rice is just a small bowl..."

Old lady Liu was so happy when she heard this. However, she still said it with a firm face.

"How can that be?"

"Your own life isn't easy. How can we take advantage of you?"

As she said that, old lady Liu took the key and directly opened the big cupboard at the bottom of the kitchen. She took out a small burlap bag from it and filled it with three pounds of dried soybeans and one pound of taro.

"Here, take these grains back..."

Seeing her mother taking so much grains for her at once, Chen Xuanxuan was very happy.

She hesitated for a moment before putting the grains in her basket. Then she covered it tightly with rotten vegetable leaves.

"Mom, I actually have something good here. I want to exchange some of your old clothes for you..."

Hearing her say that she had something good, Chen Daming, who had packed the pearl rice, couldn't help but turn around and asked curiously, "Do you have any other rice?"

Chen Xuanxuan took out the bowl of flour from her basket.

"Mom, this is the white flour I made myself from wild wheat on the mountain. It's half a pound."

Seeing the bowl of fine white flour, Chen Daming nodded to the old lady Liu, "Mom, the color of this white flour is really good. It can be sold for at least eight cents. Just give the third sister two old clothes, don't let her children freeze."

When the old lady Liu heard this, she immediately understood what he meant.

There are indeed a few worn-out clothes in the house that can't be worn anymore.

It's just right to give it to her daughter!

It's not that she is stingy as a mother, but because these clothes and pants are very valuable.

Even if they spin yarn and weave cloth at home every day, the cost of making clothes is very high.

The cloth made by these country women can be sold for one penny per foot.

Giving two clothes to the daughter and two or three pairs of pants for her... In this way, it's almost more than ten cents!

If her powerful daughters-in-law knew about this, they would definitely make a scene.