The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 13: Selling vegetables(1)

Chapter 13 Selling Vegetables (1)

That night, heavy rain began to fall, and it rained heavily for three days and four nights.

Under the careful care of everyone, Grandpa Li's health improved greatly. After a few days, he could stand up and walk slowly. He was a grateful person and knew that his life was saved by the Mo family. Although he didn't say too much. I am so grateful, but I will keep this kindness firmly in my heart.

Originally, Mo Yan and the others planned to continue on their way after the rain, but when they met Li Yan's ancestors and grandson who were also going to Beijing, they had to change their plans. They planned to wait until Grandpa Li recovered completely before setting off on the road, so that the two families would have someone to take care of them on the way.

This day, the sun is shining, its another good weather!

Except for Li Yan, who has to take care of grandpa, others are not idle either. Mo Qingze went to inquire about the shortcut to the capital early in the morning. Xin'er and Zhen'er also got up early to collect firewood. Mo Yan came to a deserted place and entered the space under the guise of looking for food.

The rich spiritual energy rushed to his face, his nose was filled with the fragrance of vegetables, and his eyes were filled with yellow rice and corn. Every time he saw the vibrant scene in the space, Mo Yan could not be happier.

In the past half month, three crops of cabbage have been planted, and the new growth has been eaten. There have also been two crops of tomatoes. There are tomatoes in this time and space. When she took them out for the first time, she did not attract too much attention. Radish is also good, and tastes even better when cooked than cabbage.

Relying on the vegetables in the space, the family no longer starved. Compared to how they were when they first drove through, not only did they not become thinner due to the rush, but they also gained a little more flesh and looked better.

It was just boiled vegetables without salt and oil. Mo Yan almost vomited after eating them. This time she finally came across a small town. She planned to sell the vegetables and grain in the space to exchange for some oil and salt. Not eating oil and salt for a long time would not be good for her health.

She can always find food. The two younger ones can fool her, but the older one cannot. When she first brought out cabbage, Mo Qingze was suspicious. Later she brought out tomatoes, radishes, and even corn. He was not too surprised, but he never asked, and Mo Yan would not take the initiative to ask. , the father and daughter kept this secret in a tacit understanding.

Mo Yan packed up a lot of cabbage, tomatoes and corn. There were no radishes in this season, so she didn't pull them out. As for the already ripe rice, there were no tools for threshing and shelling. She could neither exchange it for money nor How to provide rice for the whole family.

Putting the cabbage, tomatoes, and corn into the broken basket that he picked up, Mo Yan carried them out of the space and rushed towards Longshi Town.

On the road, I met peasant women going to the market in a nearby village. Mo blended in among them without a trace and struck up a conversation with an old woman in her fifties who was carrying pears and seemed very talkative. She was good-looking and had a sweet mouth. Although the women found her unfamiliar, they didn't say much. The group quickly got together and arrived at the gate of Dragonstone Town talking and laughing.

The gatekeepers today are the same government officials who made things difficult for Li Yan's ancestors and grandsons a few days ago. They charge a toll of ten cents from outsiders who can't show the Longshi Town road sign, and let the locals who can show the road sign go.

When Mo Yan saw this, her palms became sweaty. She put her hand into the basket and pretended to look for the street sign. Of course, she found nothing. She pretended to be panicked and cried in her voice: "What should I do? What should I do? I lost the street sign." Now, dad is going to beat me to death when I get back!"

The grandma who was in front of her heard it, turned her head and said with concern: "Don't worry, my child, you can look for it more carefully."

Mo Yan nodded quickly and rummaged through the broken basket, but naturally found nothing. In order to be realistic, she even squeezed out two tears, looking very pitiful.