She looked around anxiously, searching for the village chief.
Before long, she saw the white-haired village chief struggling to catch locusts in his own paddy field.
Jiang Wanwan turned to her family and instructed them, "Grandpa and Grandma, put all the locusts you caught in a bag; I have a very important use for them."
"Pack them up? What? Can you even eat these locusts?" Grandma Jiang asked reflexively, her bloodshot eyes wide as she heard her beloved granddaughter's words.
Jiang Wanwan chuckled and praised the old lady, "Grandma, you're so smart, these locusts are indeed edible."
Upon hearing this, the Jiang family members stared at Jiang Wanwan in disbelief, speechless with astonishment.
"Wanwan, are you alright? What nonsense are you talking about? Do you have a fever?" Madam Hu was closest to her, and as she spoke, she reached out and touched Jiang Wanwan's forehead.
"Hey, her forehead isn't hot, so why is she confused?" Mrs. Hu looked at Jiang Wanwan with concern.
Could it be that I'm possessed by an evil spirit?
This is terrible!
Hu Shi stopped catching locusts and kept a close eye on Jiang Wanwan, waiting for the little girl to make any unusual moves so that she could subdue her immediately and prevent anything from happening to her.
“Wan’er, don’t be silly. Locusts are not edible. Since ancient times, no one has ever heard of eating these pests. We would rather gnaw on tree bark than eat these pests. If you get sick from eating them, it will be a loss!” Old Man Jiang earnestly advised, afraid that his granddaughter Hu would secretly eat locusts and get sick.
There has never been anything like this in ancient times, but modern people just love novelty.
"Grandpa and Grandma, we don't eat locusts, but we can catch them and sell them to rich families to exchange for food," Jiang Wanwan said with a smile.
Selling locusts to the mall is essentially selling them to wealthy people.
"What! In exchange for grain!" The Jiang family looked at Jiang Wanwan in shock, their voices shrill, almost splitting their throats.
"Yes, I've been traveling all over the country for more than ten years, and I've never heard of locusts being used to exchange for grain, let alone anyone collecting locusts."
"Are there really people so foolish as to trade grain for locusts?"
"Of course! I've lived for over sixty years and no one has ever told me that locusts can be exchanged for grain! Young lady, are you joking?" Old Mrs. Jiang began to wonder if she had misheard.
Apart from Uncle Jiang and Jiang Jiang, who were oblivious to everything else and only focused on killing the locusts, the rest of the Jiang family members stared intently at Jiang Wanwan, waiting for her final answer.
Time is like the remaining balance in the mall; we can't let the villagers keep killing the locusts. Those are all strings of numbers representing wealth in the mall!
So she brought up her past residence in the capital and found a reasonable reason to tell her family.
"Grandpa and Grandma, you don't know this. When I lived in the capital, I came into contact with countless noble families and wealthy households. Those noble families had eaten all kinds of delicacies. After they got tired of the delicacies, they wanted to try some new things."
Locusts are exactly what they like to eat.
Just then, when I went to the county town today, I picked up a few letters from my old friends. One of them asked me to find some wild game for her in the mountains, and she would trade it for grain.
"What a coincidence! My best friend and her family love this kind of food."
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