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Chapter 8 The chickens were clearly arranged

Wen Hao looked at their boss, Song Jiyang, who was very single, and shook his head directly: "I don't understand!"

Wen Hao looked at Li Xiaofei again, and Li Xiaofei said, "I think roosters taste better, why do you buy hens?"

Then he looked at Mr. Jiang, who said, "You can just buy the big ones. Why buy the small ones? They will die if you don't raise them well. We don't need the money to buy chickens."

Finally, it was Liu Xuehua who said, "I think chicks should be tender and yellow, and chirp cute. If I were to buy one, I would definitely buy one like that."

Wang Yue said to Wen Hao, "You see, buying chickens is a science! Xiao Zhuzi, tell me, did your brother Wenhao buy good chickens?" The ball was kicked towards Zhuzi again.

Zhuzi said, "Brother Wenhao, the purchase is good. Thank you, Brother Wenhao." Then he bowed to Wenhao.

Zhuzi added, "You can buy this hen and bring back its chicks. That way, the chicks won't die easily, and they can lay eggs. You can pick up one or two eggs every day, and you don't have to buy eggs. You can even save some money on meat. These chicks are even better. Even experienced farmers will kill young chicks if they buy them. If you're not careful, one chick can die overnight. But chicks that have grown a few pieces of old hair will basically not die. In a few months, when my mother gives birth to my younger brothers and sisters, these chickens will be big enough for my mother to eat during her confinement."

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he was shocked: "Well! You have arranged the chickens clearly."

Zhuzi said, "Then I will go back, sister."

Mr. Jiang said, "Wait a minute, didn't you just give me two copper coins? This is not counted yet! Your copper coin has never appeared in the history of our country. It cannot be considered an antique and no one will buy it. But it is real and I like it very much. So I am willing to pay 500 yuan for each coin, a total of 1,000 yuan. Is that okay with you?"

Zhuzi looked at Wang Yue and said, "Didn't you give the copper coin as candy money just now?"

Wang Yue said, "That's a treat for you, it doesn't count as money. Think about it, what else does your family need? You can take whatever I have as long as it's within 1,000 yuan."

Zhuzi felt that one thousand yuan seemed like a lot of money after hearing what Wang Yue said, and thought seriously: "Sister, in our place, one penny can buy ten pieces of maltose, which is far inferior to the candy you gave me. It is about the same size as this candy. Coarse grains are five or six pennies per catty, old rice is sold at twelve pennies, new rice is sold at seventeen or eighteen pennies, and there are even more expensive ones. If you buy eggs, one penny can buy two eggs. I only have two pennies. What can I buy here?"

Wang Yue said: "If we only talk about the real value, one copper coin can buy two eggs in your place, because it is money, it can be circulated and everyone recognizes its value, but what circulates here is paper money, and its own value is just a piece of paper, and its value doubles when it becomes money. For example, our 100-yuan banknote can buy several bags of 10-jin rice, but if this 100-yuan banknote arrives in your place, it can't buy anything. So your copper coin has no purchasing power here, it is just two pieces of copper."

Zhuzi didn't understand: "Then why did the grandfather just say that one copper coin can be exchanged for 500 yuan?"

Wang Yue said, "The grandfather just now is a historian. He is interested in the history of your country and wants to collect your coins. However, your country is not a country that has appeared in our history. Others will not recognize your coins, so they cannot be circulated, that is, they cannot be sold to others. They can only be enjoyed by themselves. Five hundred yuan for one is already a very high price. Even if you bring a basket of them, it will be useless to him."

Wang Yue said so much, but the main thing she wanted to say was the last sentence. Zhuzi blushed a little. In fact, he was just thinking that there should be dozens of copper coins at home. If he exchanged them all for rice and flour, he would be rich. Zhuzi said, "I want to buy rice and flour, as well as salt and sugar. Sister, can you help me calculate it?"

Wang Yue helped Zhuzi get a 10-jin bag of rice, a 10-jin bag of flour, two bags of salt, a bag of white sugar, a bag of brown sugar, a bag of rock sugar and a 5-liter bucket of oil. The total amount was 160 yuan.

The pile of items still made a small pile. Wang Yue said, "These items are worth 160 yuan in total, and there are 840 yuan left. How about I give you the remaining money to buy things?"

Zhuzi said, "Can I leave the money here with you? I'll come back to get it after I finish eating. My father is not at home, and a few days ago, a thief broke into our house and stole more than ten kilograms of coarse grain from us. Fortunately, my mother was smart and stored the grain in several places, otherwise we would have starved."

"Okay then! I'll take you back, you might have to take several trips."

"No problem, thank you sis!"

"Wait a moment, I'll get you a doorbell. Next time you come, shake the bell at the place where you just crossed over, and the door will appear. Take it." As he said that, he took a bell from the door and handed it to Zhui.

Well! The bells are different for different people. They are all identical doorbells taken from doors. The bell for Tang Qiao is inlaid with gold and jade, extremely luxurious and worthy of his status. Look at the bell for Zhu, which is about the same size, about the size of a thumb, with a rough surface covered with green copper rust. If you sell it for a penny, people will still think it is old.

It's just a matter of taste, but it doesn't matter, if you give the pillar a golden bell, he won't be able to keep it, and it's just right now. This portal might have become a spirit.

After lunch, a few people sat on the sofa, enjoying the air conditioning and chatting.

Song Jiyang said: "Comrade Wang Yue, please tell us about the Ming Dynasty!"

"Comrade Wang Yue" What era is this address from? Wang Yue quickly waved her hand and said, "Don't call me comrade. It's too weird to call someone comrade when we're going to be together every day. You can call me Xiao Wang, Xiao Yue, or just Wang Yue. For example, Uncle Li can call me Xiao Yue'er."

Song Jiyang smiled slightly, and his facial lines softened instantly: "Do you think I look like your elder?"

It was the first time that Wang Yue saw Song Jiyang smile. Wang Yue laughed, "Hehe, that seems to be the case! Those who call me Wang Yue are colleagues, friends, and classmates; those who call me Xiao Wang are leaders; and my parents, grandparents, and dad all call me Xiao Yue'er. Anyway, you can't call me comrade."

Everyone smiled kindly: "Tell us about the situation in the Ming Dynasty!"

Wang Yue cleared his throat and said, "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is Prince Fu's brother, Emperor Yonghui. He was simply a chosen emperor. He was named crown prince when he was one month old, and he inherited the throne smoothly. Because his biggest competitor was Prince Fu, Prince Fu saw that his brother governed the country in an orderly manner, and Prince Fu's desire for power was not that strong, so he directly withdrew from the fight for the throne. At the same time, Prince Fu was also a general with a large army, so Emperor Yonghui inherited the throne smoothly without consuming national strength. The Ming Dynasty was founded almost a hundred years ago, and the first four emperors had all worked hard to govern the country, and the national strength was particularly strong. As a result, a big one came as soon as it came. Even if the national strength is strong, it cannot afford the country's food problem for the next two years." Wang Yue said with a worried look on his face.