The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

An uncle selling corn came over and said "kindly".

Song Qishu chuckled and didn't speak. He pinched a smaller yellow fruit, broke it into four pieces, and gave one piece to the stall owners on the left and right, and left the remaining two pieces for him and old man Li.

"Uncle, if we haven't tried this thing, would we dare to sell it? Try it, if your tongue sticks, I don't want this bag, I will give it to you for free!"

Although it was useless for them to ask for the bag of "sticky tongues", they were persuaded by Song Qishu's promise, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking the small piece of yellow fruit.

"It tastes sweet?"

The kind-hearted uncle took a big bite and nodded in affirmation while chewing.

After eating the yellow fruit in his hand, the uncle couldn't help asking: "How much do you sell this fruit for? It tastes quite delicious."

Song Qishu was taken aback. Speaking of which, he hadn't had time to understand the prices here, and the price, of course, hadn't been decided yet.

The uncle knew their predicament at a glance, he laughed, and said a price for their reference.

"Three pennies a catty, my corn is only three pennies a catty."

Song Qishu pondered for a while, then asked: "How much is the most expensive fruit here?"

The uncle was stunned and gave him a weird look, but he still answered truthfully: "The most expensive one is of course mangosteen, at fifteen yuan a catty."

Mangosteen?Song Qishu couldn't help drooling when he recalled the sweet and sour taste.

Compared with mangosteen, the taste of yellow fruit is much worse. It is unrealistic to set such a high price.

However, it can't be too low, because he still wants to "hunger marketing".

After weighing for a while, Song Qishu finally made a decision: "I'll sell it for three pieces!"

Hearing this, the uncle was startled, pointed at Huang Guozi and said, "You need at least three fruits for a catty, and one for three is nine coins per catty. You really can bargain!"

Seeing that Song Qishu was unmoved, he shook his head and went back to his booth, muttering: "Money can't be earned in one step, and if you ask such a high price, you won't be able to sell any of them by then, isn't it?" Harm yourself? Oh, young man, you will suffer a loss if you don’t listen to the old man.”

Song Qishu didn't twist on purpose, but had his own intentions, but it was hard to explain to the uncle.

When there were more people, Song Qishu picked the biggest yellow fruit and put it away. He broke open the yellow fruit while yelling, took the big half in his hand, and put the small half into his mouth bit by bit. .

At this moment, most people haven’t eaten yet. Some people come to the market to eat with their stomachs reserved, and some people are too busy to eat, so the faintly sweet smell of yellow fruit is easily attracted. their eyeballs.

In addition, Song Qishu is really good at eating, watching him eat is indeed a great pleasure.Finally someone came up and asked, "Little brother, is your tongue sticky?"

Song Qishu, who had been prepared for a long time, stopped chewing, stretched out his hand innocently, motioned the man to taste the piece of yellow fruit he hadn't eaten, and said in his mouth: "It doesn't stick to your tongue at all, try it, Anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

Although the man was embarrassed, he was really curious, so after thanking him, he tore off a small piece of the fruit, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and it did not stick to his tongue, and the taste was very good.

"Sure enough, it doesn't stick to the tongue. The taste is very novel. How much is it per catty? I'll go buy some and go home."

Song Qishu wanted to sell it out, so he shook his head and said, "It's not sold by the catty, it's three pennies a piece."

The onlookers started to click their tongues after hearing the price, but the condition that a person can only buy one a day is so strange, they couldn't help asking: "Why can I only buy one? What if someone wants to buy several? There is money to be made." Still not earning?"

Song Qishu shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly, "You don't even see that I don't have much here. Of course, you have to buy more. If you want to eat, pick them."

After finishing speaking, he continued to be in a daze, leaving behind a bunch of people who were aroused by curiosity, discussing whether they should buy it and try it out. Can't help evoking a smile, it seems that the method of the ancestors is effective.

Song Qishu, who was in a good mood, bought some sweet potatoes from the grandfather's stall next door, and planned to go home, but in the middle of the trip, someone suddenly stopped him.

"You are?" He looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

The person who asked the question was a tall, thin man. He frowned and looked at Song Qishu, his eyes seemed to be filled with darkness.

Song Qishu was very vigilant, ready to avoid that person, now the kidnapper should not like him at his age, right?

"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet. What's your name? Who are your parents?"

The tall man didn't mind that he was on the road, so he grabbed Song Qishu's arm and refused to let him leave.

Song Qishu took a deep breath and shouted: "Someone is robbing! Someone is robbing! Help!"

As soon as these words came out, people around turned their heads and stared at the tall man, pointing and pointing.

The man's face turned red, and he let go of Song Qishu's hand like throwing away a hot potato. Seeing him slipping into the crowd like a fish, he couldn't help but sigh.

Why did that child look so similar to Yue'er just now?

The man who hesitated in his heart finally chose to turn around and walk in the direction of disappearance. He finally got some clues that might be related to Yue'er, so he couldn't give up so easily!

Song Qishu and the two didn't know about this, and after running for a while, they slowed down when they saw no one was chasing them. , he cursed secretly, and quickly started running, and ran into Xiao Hua again at the entrance of the village.

A year has passed, Xiaohua is still the same, and has not grown up at all. He probably understands why Li Banxian is here in this village, because there are no ordinary people in this village.

Xiaohua looked here and there, but she didn't see anyone else, her heart moved, and she happily ran towards Song Qishu, Song Qishu didn't want to hug him at all, and turned around, her nose was right on the red cloth of the stele.

In such an instant, the red cloth fell to the ground in front of his eyes.

"..." What did he do.

In the next second, there was a whirlwind, and Xiaohua's ugly scream. He wanted her to shut up, but he made a sound. He didn't know how long he woke up after being up and down in the darkness.

The white horse swayed along the country road, its hoofs leaving marks on the loess. A child on the side of the road with braids and feet looked at the man on the horse. Unexpectedly, the man was sleeping.

This person is naturally Song Qishu, he appeared here as soon as he woke up, with nothing but a horse, luckily he learned how to ride a horse when hunting, otherwise it would be useless to give him more horses.

The place where he woke up was deserted, and he waited for a long time but still didn't find a big living person. Finally, he looked at the horse, he had no choice but to ride out by himself.

Sneezing, Song Qishu turned over and waved to the child, "Have you seen enough, come here, I have money here."

The child is not stupid, he still dare not ask for things from strangers, but he still gets closer, with a puzzled face, "Sir, do you have anything to do?"

Song Qishu thought for a while that he hadn't eaten all day and just wanted to fill his stomach. Seeing the roasted sweet potato in his hand was like seeing shark's fin sea cucumber, his mouth watered.

It turned out to be for food, the child scratched his head, and then let out a long sigh of relief, and handed him the biggest sweet potato in his hand, "I'll give it to you, so I don't need to give me the money."

Song Qishu was not happy anymore, he had nothing but the money he had left when he came here, and he was worried that he had nowhere to spend, so he took out some and stuffed it into the child's hand, "Take it away, if you get hungry anytime, just take it." The money is used to buy candied haws, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and the like."

Throwing it to a person with a lot of stupid money, the child thanked him repeatedly, this young man is really rich, he exchanged such a large amount of silver for a sweet potato, he danced excitedly.

"Thank you son!"

Song Qishu smiled and got on the horse again, urging the horse to go down the mountain quickly. They kept going in circles, not sure if it was because the horse was a road idiot.

The speed of this horse that appeared out of nowhere was still good, reminding him of the bad-tempered white horse Xiao Shizi let him ride when hunting that year, it was also a white horse, this one was much gentler.

The white horse walked like flying on the loess road, raising waves of dust.Not long after, it stopped at the foot of the mountain, raised its neck and roared, as if to remind the place to arrive.

He patted its forehead lightly, "What's your name, be quiet, why are you so human? I'll find you a place to rest." He planned to walk the rest of the way, this horse is no longer needed , too eye-catching.

The white horse twitched its ears cleverly, and let Song Qishu hold it. Finally, he found someone with a stable here. People asked for money. Thinking about asking for money is a common thing. After taking out the money, he sighed and patted the white horse, " Stay here obediently, I will come back to pick you up after exploring the way."

The white horse raised its hooves, slowly trusting in its eyes.

Fuck, is this horse a genius?Song Qishu touched the goosebumps that suddenly covered his body.

Holding the armor piece in his hand to increase his confidence, he made a fortune for himself, good luck!

There is hope for him to go back.