Kapitel 14: Chapter 14 Selling Vegetables (2)_1
The old lady already liked her very much, and when she saw her crying, she quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, grandma has the road token with her. Later, I will say you are my granddaughter, and they will let you in!"
"Really? Thank you so much, grandma, but will they really let me in?" Mo Yan asked hesitantly.
Before the old lady could reply, several other women chirped in together, "They will, they will, we can all vouch for you!"
Mo Yan thanked them repeatedly, filled with gratitude, but she silently apologized to them in her heart; she truly didn't want to deceive these kind-hearted people.
Indeed, with everyone's help, Mo Yan avoided the government official's inspection and entered Longshi Town smoothly.
Mo Yan followed the old lady and the others, winding this way and that until they arrived at the bustling marketplace.
The stalls in the market weren't fixed; whoever arrived first could take the best spots. Mo Yan and her group arrived early, so there weren't many vendors yet. They chose a spacious location and set out their goods for sale.
After arranging their wares neatly, Mo Yan helped the old lady with her pears while she looked at the other goods for sale. She noticed that most people were selling vegetables, poultry, fish, and meat. The vegetables were common in her previous life, but she didn't see many fruits. There were a few sellers with pears and peaches, but the commonly seen apples of her former world were nowhere to be found.
While she was looking around, the old lady beside her chuckled, "How did you grow these vegetables and corn? They are bigger than others' and so nicely colored; they look so good!"
Of course! Space produces only fine goods!
Mo Yan felt proud inside, but she didn't show it externally, "Perhaps it's because I used more fertilizer that they grew well. My family is really counting on these to trade for oil and salt!"
The old lady was puzzled. Her own husband was skilled at farming, and when it came to watering and fertilizing, he never slacked, yet why couldn't he produce such fine results?
As the sun slowly rose, the marketplace became more crowded. Calls from vendors of all sizes emerged in a continuous stream. It was Mo Yan's first time selling vegetables in two lifetimes, and she was too shy to speak up, just standing there dumbfounded, watching the other vendors.
A well-dressed woman passed by Mo Yan's stall and, upon seeing the large, brightly colored tomatoes, her eyes lit up. She pointed to the tomatoes and asked, "Miss, how much are these selling for?"
Not expecting a customer so quickly, Mo Yan didn't give a direct price. Instead, she picked up a tomato, cut it in half, and handed half over, "Big sister, please try this first. There's no charge!"
The woman accepted it with a puzzled look, took a bite, and the crunchy texture and the sweet and sour taste made her eat several more bites; she almost finished the half tomato. Smacking her lips, she said contentedly, "Miss, give me five pounds."
"Okay!"
Mo Yan was overjoyed with her first "big deal," but since she had no scales and didn't know how to weigh, she had to ask the old lady with a scale for help.
The tomatoes were big; nine of them made up five pounds. As Mo Yan was placing tomatoes into the woman's basket, she said, "Big sister, here are your tomatoes. It's three Wen per pound, fifteen Wen in total."
The woman was taking out her money, but when she heard it was fifteen cents, she looked displeased, "Others' tomatoes are only two Wen per pound, why are you asking for three? That's too expensive!"
Mo Yan didn't get annoyed, "Big sister, you tried them just now. How do you think my tomatoes compare with others'?"
Upon hearing this, the woman fell silent; after all, the taste of the tomatoes was truly good, and she couldn't deny it.
In the end, Mo Yan gave away two stalks of lush Dabai cabbages to the woman, who seemed as if she had gotten a great deal and happily paid up.
Counting the fifteen cents she had earned for the first time in this life, Mo Yan's smile was exceptionally content...
Kapitel 15: Chapter 15 Selling Vegetables_1
The marketplace was buzzing with voices, vibrantly lively.
Mo Yan was busy greeting customers who came to buy vegetables. With Grandma helping to weigh them, she felt much more at ease, and the increasingly heavy money pouch at her waist filled her heart with joy. However, with just a basket of vegetables, the stock couldn't last, and within moments, all the cabbages and tomatoes were sold out, leaving only three golden ears of corn.
She didn't plan to sell the remaining corn, so she took out the corn and placed the basket behind her.
"Child, you still have corn left, why have you put it away?" Grandma couldn't help but ask.
Mo Yan stuffed the corn into Grandma's bamboo basket, laughing as she said, "Grandma, thanks to your help today, I was able to sell all the vegetables. This corn isn't worth much, so I want to give it to you as thanks."
Upon hearing this, Grandma hurriedly tried to return the corn to her: "How can this be? This corn can sell for six wen money!"
Here, corn was sold by the piece, and Mo Yan's corn was big, each one equal to two of others', and even worth one wen more, so there were plenty of people buying it.
Mo Yan held onto Grandma's hand, and with her head hung low, she said somewhat sheepishly, "Grandma, I lost the pass today. If my dad finds out, he will surely beat me to death. I was thinking of keeping it from him for now. In the next few days, as I sell vegetables and save up some money, I will secretly get another pass. For these few days, I hope Grandma can bring me in like you did today. These few ears of corn are to thank you. If you don't accept them, it's as if I never said anything."
With those big black eyes of hers, looking as pitiful as a little milk cat with no home, Grandma's heart softened, and with no choice, she nodded in agreement.
With her wish fulfilled, Mo Yan's smile brightened, even outshining the sun for a moment.
Since Grandma had done her a huge favor, Mo Yan decided to return the kindness by helping with the customers coming to buy pears. After two hours, both baskets of pears were sold out, too.
Because she needed to buy cooking oil and other staples, Mo Yan arranged a meeting place with Grandma for the next day before they went their separate ways.
Carrying her worn-out basket, Mo Yan made her way to the shop selling oil, salt, and condiments. After comparing prices in three different shops, she found the cheapest one where a jin of salt cost twenty-two wen, and oil, though a bit cheaper, still cost twenty wen.
Mo Yan weighed her money pouch, clenched her teeth, and bought two jin of salt and two jin of oil, along with some pottery containers for them. Her total spending was ninety wen, which nearly cleaned out the money she had earned from selling vegetables, leaving her with only seven wen money.
Mo Yan couldn't be bothered to hold onto her last seven wen, so she went and bought a jin of rice. God knows that in the half month since coming to this world, she hadn't even seen a single grain of rice.
Thinking of the rice plants in the Space, visible but inedible, made Mo Yan frustrated. However, she didn't plan to sit by the rice jar and starve. After earning money from selling vegetables tomorrow, she intended to buy a sickle and a small stone mill. She could cut the rice plants, thresh the grain, then use the stone mill to grind and dehusk it, and finally, the remaining rice grains could be cooked and eaten.
Storing the rice, salt, and oil in her basket, Mo Yan left Longshi Town with a spring in her step. She found a secluded spot to take out ten or so ears of corn and some radishes from the Space before returning to the dilapidated temple.
The golden cooking oil and the pristine rice and salt delighted both Xin Er and Zhenzhen, who had also been eating boiled vegetables for half a month. Even Mo Qingze was looking forward to it.
But adults always consider more than children. After the excitement, Mo Qingze inevitably asked, "Where did these things come from?"
The concern in his words was not one of doubt, but of care.
"Don't worry, Dad. I didn't steal or rob anything. All these things were obtained legitimately!" Mo Yan didn't directly answer his question but her expression was utterly serious.
Although her father was suspicious of the vegetables she brought out, he was also confused and found it hard to imagine that she had the Space power. She didn't plan to expose this secret, not because of a lack of trust, but because she didn't want another person to bear what seemed like a beneficial but was actually a heavy burden.
Upon hearing her, Mo Qingze indeed didn't ask any further, but the flash of disappointment and loneliness that crossed his face made Mo Yan feel somewhat stifled.
The lunch was eagerly prepared by Liyan, who, with Mo Yan's guidance, poured out half of the rice to wash and cook. Once the water boiled, she added the broken corn kernels and finely chopped radishes into the pot.
In just half an hour, the entire dilapidated temple was filled with a rich aroma. After oil and salt were added, the two children couldn't help but circle around the pot, wishing they could devour the meal immediately.
When the porridge was served, everyone's bowl was filled to the brim. Mo Yan held her bowl, sipping the porridge in small tastes, her eyes half-closed in enjoyment. The porridge was soft and delicious, having fully absorbed the flavor of the radishes, and the fragrance and sweetness of the corn made it irresistibly tasty.
The others also found the meal exceptionally delicious. It had been a long time since Mo Qingze and his sons had tasted rice or salt, while Liyan and her grandmother were even worse off, having nothing to eat after escaping from bandits. They survived on grass roots, leaves, and raw water on the way, and if they hadn't encountered the Mo Family, they probably would have starved to death on the roadside.
After the meal, the two children played for a while before taking a nap. Liyan, feeling uncomfortable resting, took care of her grandfather before he lay down. Against Mo Yan's objections, she went to wash everyone's dirty clothes.
"Let her do what she wants; it'll make her feel better," Mo Qingze spoke from behind Mo Yan, watching Liyan's retreating figure.
Mo Yan understood his meaning and thought to herself that because of this, she must take extra care of the girl and her grandfather during their journey.
As they prepared to resume their travel, Mo Yan suddenly remembered to ask her father, "By the way, Dad, what did you find out from your inquiries today?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingze's brow furrowed slightly, "Over half a month ago, the Court dispatched an additional seventy thousand troops. The unrest should have been quelled quickly, but it seems that foreign enemies are involved in the conflict. The fighting is fierce in the south, while the north remains relatively calm, maybe..."
At this point, Mo Qingze stopped, feeling there was no need to continue; his daughter might not understand the complexities.
Mo Yan got the information she wanted, and she had no desire to probe further. As long as the north was stable and they could reach their destination safely, that was enough for her.
...
Early the next morning, Mo Yan waited at the place agreed upon with the old lady the day before, holding a heavy basket. It wasn't long before the old lady came along with two baskets of pears, and just like the day before, they disguised themselves as grandmother and granddaughter and entered the town smoothly.
Today, Mo Yan brought a basket of vegetables that sold even faster than yesterday's. Many were customers who had bought from her the day before. Having cooked those vegetables at home, their families found the flavors superior to previous vendors, and even the previously veggie-averse children ate with gusto. Early that morning, they had come back to buy more.
A customer, after paying, joked, "Girl, your vegetables look and taste better than others'. Why not sell them to a big restaurant and spare yourself the trouble of setting up a stall in wind and sun?"
The speaker had no intention; the listener had interest.
Mo Yan's eyes lit up, feeling the idea was feasible. However, she needed to consider how to proceed carefully; she didn't want to risk exposing her Space secret for the sake of a few bucks.
This time, before she could come up with a secure plan, a big business opportunity unexpectedly came knocking on her door...
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