"Wanwan, you're back. How did it go? Can you trade locusts for grain?" a woman asked Jiang Wanwan, craning her neck to look at the oxcart.
When she saw the sack on the oxcart, her eyes lit up instantly.
It actually works!
Very good!
The woman was overjoyed, but when she realized that she had only caught two pounds of locusts, which could only be exchanged for one pound of rice, she was filled with regret.
She shouldn't have listened to other people's nonsense, which caused her family to miss catching locusts and spend the whole morning resting at home.
Jiang Wanwan smiled politely, "Auntie, my sister was overjoyed when she heard that we could exchange rice for locusts. That's why she agreed to my suggestion without even thinking about it. Look, that bag of rice on the oxcart is the rice we got in return."
Wow! That's great, we can really exchange it for rice!
Upon hearing the news that Jiang Wanwan had returned to the village, all the villagers came out of their homes and rushed to Old Jiang's house.
The villagers were overjoyed when they heard the good news.
"Dear aunts, uncles, grandfathers, and grandmothers, hurry home and get your cloth bags to collect your rice," Jiang Wanwan announced crisply.
So the villagers quickly sent their grandchildren home to get cloth bags, while they stayed there to see who could exchange the most rice.
Aunt Li, Aunt Wang, and Zhang Guilan heard the news from somewhere. As soon as they heard that Jiang Wanwan had returned to the village, they rushed back from the fields to their own homes, grabbed their cloth bags, and hurried to Old Jiang's house.
Aunt Li had just come up from the field, her legs covered in mud, but her face was beaming with joy. "Wanwan, can we collect our rice now?"
Jiang Wanwan smiled and nodded, "Yes, Auntie, you can collect your rice now."
"Hehe, that's great, I'll take it first." Aunt Li said, handing the cloth bag in her hand to Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan took the cloth bag, and Jiang Xun, quite cleverly, had already brought her a scale and a bamboo tube specifically for measuring rice from home. Meanwhile, Jiang He had already hoisted the sack of rice from the oxcart and placed it on the ground.
Jiang Liu held a booklet, flipped to Li Da Niang's name, and said with a light laugh, "Li Da Niang, your family has a total of ten jin of rice."
"Ten jin!" The villagers were so surprised when they heard that Aunt Li's family could exchange so much rice that their eyes almost popped out.
How come Aunt Li's family can exchange so much rice?
Then, realizing that they could only exchange their money for a pound or two of rice, they were filled with regret.
Jiang Xun used a bamboo tube to measure the rice into a cloth bag, and Jiang Wanwan picked up a scale to weigh it.
"Exactly ten catties, no more, no less. Aunt Li, please take it."
Aunt Li grinned and quickly took the cloth bag. She held the bag in her left hand and reached into the rice bag with her right hand, grabbing a handful of rice to look at it.
The villagers craned their necks to look.
In Aunt Li's rough palm, the grains of rice were plump and translucent, forming a striking contrast with her bronze skin, making the rice appear even whiter.
"Wow, this is truly top-quality rice! It's even better than the rice sold in the rice shops in town!" Aunt Li's hands trembled slightly with excitement.
"It's really good rice. Even the rice we grow ourselves isn't of this quality," Aunt Wang said, her face beaming with joy as she nodded repeatedly.
“Who says otherwise? I’ve never seen such good rice before. If we take it to town to exchange for brown rice, we can definitely get more brown rice for every pound of this kind of rice.”
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