He led the two into the office where they usually held meetings. "Ai Min, pour the two comrades a cup of tea, and then bring the pile of things over for them to look at."
"Okay!"
"Comrades, please sit down for a while. It's warmer inside. Ai Min will be here with some things soon."
"Trouble!" Jian Shu and Gu Mingjing sat down on the chairs.
I felt a little surprised. The village chief seemed very skilled in his movements.
Not long after, the comrade named Ai Min came in with two cups of tea. Behind him were several young men who came in with various things.
"Comrade Jian, look, this is the sweet potato noodles we made in our village. They're super chewy and delicious when stewed with sauerkraut!"
"And this is the homespun cloth woven by the women in our village. It's dirt-resistant and durable. This is the thousand-layer sole I made myself."
"The blood sausage we make at home is made from the pigs we just slaughtered a few days ago."
"There are also sticky rice dumplings, sticky fire cakes, frozen pears, frozen persimmons, eggs, duck eggs..."
The village chief introduced various agricultural products in the village to Jianshu. In fact, many of them can be made at home, but the variety here is so rich.
Especially for a family like Jianshu's with few people, they can't eat much at home, and it is really troublesome to make everything. She would rather spend a little more money to buy food and have more ease.
Generally, those who come to the village to exchange things have good family conditions and don’t mind exchanging for the things they need.
Even if it cannot be sold, it is okay. The villagers can just keep it for themselves to eat. It won’t be wasted anyway.
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