Through the small days of farming

After two days of busy work, I finally finished a large order. The chestnuts at home are also increasing, but the chestnuts that can be received recently have become less and less.

People from the next village came to sell chestnuts, and he also collected them.

The chestnuts on the mountain will eventually become less and less. There are already half a room in the house. If there are still so many chestnuts, their family may not be able to digest so many chestnuts.

There was the first family who ordered a large number of chestnut dim sum for publicity, and then they took a few more orders, ranging from [-] catties to [-] catties, and went to the town to sell dim sum. It was also boring to make dim sum. The whole family rides an ox cart to the town to buy New Year’s goods and relax.

In the middle of November, there was no sign of rain at all, and they didn't notice it. They still stocked up food at home. At the end of the month, they found that the price of food seemed to have risen.

No, it should be said that all the prices in the town have risen.

The group of them came out with two bags of rice from the rice store. Chen Mingren asked, "What time is it? Brother Nian, isn't it raining or snowing at this time of year?"

Bai Niannian recalled the scenes of previous years, shook his head and said: "In previous years, it had rained at this time, and sometimes there was sleet. I don't know what happened this year, but it didn't rain at this time."

Even the number of people buying dim sum in the town has decreased, but even if it has decreased, the dim sum they brought to the town are still sold out.

Because they didn't raise the price.

However, the prices of flour, rice, etc., which can fill the stomach, in the store have all increased in price, and smart merchants have also restricted the purchase of food.

There is a sense of tranquility before the storm.

Put the rice on the ox cart, Shen Wei drove the cart, Chen Mingren sat with him, "Brother Nian, do you know about the severe drought more than ten years ago?"

A dozen years ago?But when he was young, he doesn't remember much.

"I don't know." Bai Niannian said honestly.

"I heard something from my aunt." Brother Ning said slowly, "It is said that there was no rain or snow in December that year, and it was only at the end of December that there was a light rain. In the whole three years since I came down, there hasn’t been a single drop of rain.”

"At that time, many people died of starvation. There were not a few people who ate grass roots and tree roots. After that, they didn't even have grass roots to eat. I don't know how many people died of starvation and thirst."

"At that time, no one expected that the drought would last for three years, and there was no preparation at all."

"Stop -" Bai Niannian shouted.

"What's wrong?" Shen Wei pulled the rope to stop the bullock cart, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Let's go back to the town and buy more condiments. The food at home is enough for us to eat until next summer, but the condiments are not prepared enough. If it doesn't rain, the price of food will probably become more and more expensive."

"We also need to prepare more food." Bai Niannian said, "Anyway, these things can be stored for a long time after buying them, and they are not afraid of spoiling. There are also meat and the like. I may not have so much free time to make bacon. Let's go directly to buy bacon, go back and store it well, it can be eaten for a long time."

They spend most of their time making dim sum, but after this time, they can buy pork and make bacon.

With the increase in food prices in the town, some people may have sensed that this year's weather is not quite right.

It is always right to stock up on more food.

The ox cart returned to the town, "We will buy separately, and the three little guys will be sent to the house we rented in the town first."

They sent the three little guys to the courtyard of the town. Chen Dagen was not at home at this time. They opened the door with a key. They were worried that the little guys would run out, so they locked them inside.

Bai Niannian replaced all the silver in the space with food, filling the space to the brim.

The condiments did not increase in price, Bai Niannian saw the big jar inside, "How do you sell this?"

"Guest, do you want a jar or a bottle?" The clerk in the store introduced him to various soy sauces with different flavors.

"A jar." Bai Niannian smelled the smell and felt good.

"If I want a jar of everything, can the price be cheaper? Also, can it be delivered to my house?"

"Guest, wait a moment, this little one can't make the decision, I'll go find the shopkeeper." The man went to the back and called the shopkeeper out.

"How much do you want this customer to buy?" The shopkeeper was an old man with gray hair.

"For this kind of jar, I want a jar of soy sauce, a jar of vinegar, and a jar of salt. Add up more or less other condiments, and make up a jar!"

"Put them all in jars, and if they can be sent to our house, people in the village ask, just say that the jars were bought by our family." Bai Niannian said.

"Customers buy a lot, and we can give you a cheaper price. We usually sell these for [-] Wen per jar. If you buy so much, we can give you [-] Wen per jar. Of course. , it can be delivered to your home, after paying the deposit and leaving the address, we will deliver it later." The shopkeeper stroked the beard on his chin and said.

"That's fine." Bai Niannian replied straightforwardly, so that some money would be left over, and the seasonings would be shared equally between the two of them.

He was in charge of buying seasonings, the two men were in charge of buying food, and Ning Geer was in charge of selling bacon.

It was almost the time they agreed upon, and Bai Niannian walked to their house in the town.

It was found that the other three people were all here, and he was the only one who hadn't arrived yet.

"Didn't you buy it?" Seeing that he returned empty-handed, Chen Mingren asked, "Is the price of condiments also rising rapidly?"

"No, I bought it. I just bought jars one by one. The store said it could be delivered to Murakami. I gave the deposit address and let them deliver it to my home. The price of condiments has not increased." Bai Niannian replied, "How are you doing?"

"Look behind."

Bai Niannian passed them and looked at the bags piled up on the ground, four bags of rice, and one bag of bacon.

"When I went to buy bacon just now, I found that there are a lot more pork sold in the town, and the price has dropped a bit. I was thinking, why don't we just buy some pork and make bacon, which is more cost-effective." Ning Ge The son explained why he only bought a little bacon and came back.

"I don't have time right now. After two days, we finish the order in hand and we can squeeze out some free time."

"It's okay. Anyway, after making the chestnuts, we don't have much to do. We are idle at home. Let's buy some pork and go back to make bacon! There is also firewood. We also have to spare a day to go to the mountains to look at the firewood for a day." Chen Mingren Agree.

"Yeah, let's buy pork and cook it ourselves!" Bai Niannian also nodded.

"How do we transport so much pork back?" Shen Wei didn't object, but just asked how they transported the pork back to the village.

"That's right!" Bai Niannian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, seeing that the three of them were still thinking, he said, "Have you not prepared the straw for the cattle at home? We can just buy a cart in the town and go home."

"The pork is hidden in the rice stalks, what do you think?"

"Let's do it this way, Mingren, you and Awei go and buy as much food as possible, and we'll order the rice stalks and pork." Bai Niannian said.

"By the way, how much pork should our family buy? We also need to make some sausages." Geer Ning asked.

If you buy less, you can't eat enough, and if you don't have more, you can't finish it.

"Just look at how much money you have at home, how much money you have at home, and buy it at will, and set aside a part of the money to buy medicinal materials." Chen Mingren said.

The money earned in their hands is about to be used before it is warmed up, but it is for their small family, and it is worth it.

"By the way, Brother Nian and Brother Ning, are you ready to finish your medicines? Later, you can stop by the doctor and buy some medicines for wind-cold and fever."

The soldiers were divided into two groups, and they went to work for more than an hour, and finally got everything done.

On the way back, when they passed the village chief's house, they said, "Stop, I have something to do with the village chief, you go home first."

Chen Mingren gently put Mingde who was sleeping in his arms on the bullock cart, and asked Bai Niannian to watch him.

"Well, let's go!"

His man was going to remind the village chief about this matter, and the people in the village didn't know if they would listen to him.

Bai Niannian looked away and looked at the roof of his house with a smile on his face.

Chen Mingren knocked on the door and went in, only to find that it was still the little brother of the village head's family who opened the door.

"Brother Chen, Dad is talking to the elders in the village. If you don't have any important matters, you can open it another day!"

"I have something very important to tell the village chief, please let me go in and see the village chief!"

"Then wait a minute, I'll ask Father." He hesitated for a moment, then ran in to interrupt them.

"Come in!"

"What did you come to see me for?" the village chief asked with his hands behind his back.

The village head stood in front of the table, and basically all the respectable elders who could come from the village were present. Chen Mingren looked around and found out.

"When I went to really buy grain today, I found that the price of grain had risen a lot. I went to inquire and found that the price of grain in the town is now almost one price a day."

"Plus there is no sign of rain this year. I'm afraid... the village chief called the people in the village to discuss countermeasures and remind everyone not to sell this year's grain."

"Alas!" The village chief sighed heavily, "We are also worried about this matter. I told everyone about this matter. If it was really the drought that happened more than ten years ago, the village would not know what would happen. How many people are missing."

"But I'm worried that if it's not the case, people in the village will blame us for the high grain price this year." The village head said worriedly.

"Just blame it!" The village chief waved his hand, "Go back first! I'll call everyone to discuss this matter at night."