After paying their bills, the farmers happily carried their belongings to the market.
We have vegetables at home, but we mainly need to buy some meat.
The group of more than ten people walked to the first meat stall. The owner frowned when he saw the patched clothes on their bodies.
"Go, go, don't delay my business."
The shopkeeper only saw their clothes and didn't see what was in the baskets on their backs.
Otherwise, they certainly wouldn't have driven them away like that.
The fat man selling meat across the street was at odds with the owner of the meat stall they were talking to.
Hearing the boss insult people like that, he quickly said, "You really think you're someone important."
"Aren't you just a country bumpkin yourself? How could you treat someone like that? No wonder your family has no business!"
"You fatso, you're everywhere, always getting involved in everything."
If you're so capable, then get these people to come and surround your stall.
If you don't think it will interfere with your business, then let them come to your stall.
The men from Wangjia Village understood that the butcher in front of them looked down on them at first glance.
Since it's all money anyway, why should we spend it on his house?
And just like that, a dozen or so men gathered around the meat stall across the street.
The fat butcher saw them all coming over.
He simply asked, "Do you want some meat? How much do you need? Everything here is fresh, even though it's already afternoon."
But I sell out all the meat here every day; we don't close until it's completely dark!
The fat butcher didn't care whether these people bought anything or not; he just wanted to annoy the owner across the street.
In business, you can't drive away customers; there's a saying that goes, "harmony brings wealth."
Wang the Cripple was the first to order a large piece of pork belly.
Later on, I bought a large piece of pork belly one after another.
Wang Daqiao even bought half a rack of spare ribs and two pieces of pork belly.
The ribs were cheap, but the meat was indeed tender.
When cooked with radish in soup, the taste is absolutely amazing.
I also asked the boss to send some offal and large bones.
The butcher was all smiles, never imagining that just by saying a good word for these people, they would actually buy so much meat from his shop.
The pork belly was almost gone, and many people still hadn't been able to buy any.
"Boss, you're out of pork belly? There are still so many of us."
The chubby butcher was overjoyed: "Don't worry, my brother still has plenty of pork belly."
"It's the same as what I have here. If you want it, I'll take you there."
The remaining people nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this; as long as they had such things, and they all looked novel.
Since they weren't from the same stall, I believe they should have the same price.
The owner of the stall across the street was so angry that his face turned red.
I never expected these men would buy so much meat.
Looking at the patched-up appearance, who would have thought that these people were so willing to do such a thing?
The chubby boss, along with six or seven other people, arrived at his younger brother's stall.
At this time, only his sister-in-law was at the stall.
"Sister-in-law, I've brought you some business. They've bought out my entire business."
That's still not enough! Come over here and see how much you have left.
Seeing so many people arrive, the woman nodded repeatedly and chopped a large piece of pork belly for each person.
Two of the men even bought every last bit of pork fat from the stall.
Farmers lack oil and fat, so when they take this pork fat home, they basically just render the oil.
Then, add less salt to the rendered pork cracklings to give the children a treat.
After everyone in Wangjia Village had bought what they needed...
Some families who don't grow their own vegetables bought some radishes and greens to take home.
They then took an oxcart to the town.
When they first arrived in town, there weren't enough oxcarts to carry all of them.
The dozen or so men got together and decided to hire an oxcart, which cost each of them only a few copper coins.
After all, there are more of them.
Along the way, a dozen or so men were crammed into the small oxcart, some of them so crammed that their faces turned blue.
But when he thought about the silver he was carrying and the other things he was wearing, he didn't feel uncomfortable.
After more than half an hour, we finally arrived at the entrance of Wangjia Village.
At this time, the village entrance is basically filled with everyone from the entire village.
Wangjia Village is not large, with only about 30 households.
From a distance, the crowd spotted an oxcart churning and puffing as it moved forward.
However, the old ox was pulling the cart much slower than usual.
When the oxcart arrived, they discovered it was packed with people.
Some men even sat directly on their brothers' laps.
Upon arriving at Wangjia Village, the people immediately disembarked from the oxcart.
"Father, you're back."
"Dad, did you bring candy for Niu Niu?"
"Daddy, hug me."
As soon as the men got off the oxcart, a large group of little children rushed towards them.
Each child found their perfect father, and some of the men had quite a few children.
They usually had one hanging from each leg.
The old village chief arrived at this moment and saw his son carrying a basket full of things.
I really wanted to take my cane and give my son a couple of whacks.
What a spendthrift! He's squandered all the money in one go.
They really spend as much as they earn. Look at this basket, there are still two bolts of cloth in it, oh my!
It's one thing to buy it for the kids, but this material is so dull and gray, it looks like it was bought for myself. Sigh.
They're all a bunch of spendthrifts!
Although the old village chief thought this way, he was still quite pleased with himself.
When a son grows up and earns money, he remembers his parents and is always filial.
At the village entrance, some women with large mouths were already losing their temper.
"Honey, how much did you earn today? Did you make 300 coins?"
Another woman looked at the contents of her husband's basket and said, "There must be something there. I think it might be more than 300 coins."
Look at what's in their baskets; it must be worth more than 300 coins."
"Oh dear, Dalang, you're such a spendthrift! You should keep the money you earn for yourself."
Even if it's just for the two kids at home, that's fine.
"Look at all this stuff you've bought! Why did you buy another ceramic jar when you already have one?"
The crowd was noisy, and most of the people were talking to their sons or husbands.
Just then, someone said, "Mother, don't think like that. We each earned one or two taels of silver today."
The young princess gave an extra 20 coins.
And they finished work a long time ago. We even saw the little princess! She looks like a fairy.
The old village chief naturally heard this as well.
One tael and twenty cash!
And they even saw the young princess!
My goodness, these people are so lucky!
There were a few lazybones in the village who were extremely envious.
In just a few hours, they earned one or two taels of silver. Look at what each of them brought back.
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