Reborn in Dunhuang, I am farming and doing business in the desert

Chapter 14 Going to the market
Zhang Shanyue stuffed something in his arms into his daughter's hands, urged her to go back to the house, then turned around and asked coldly: "Sister Hua, what brings you to our house?"

Sister Hua took out her handkerchief to wipe the foam from the corners of her mouth, then came forward and said mysteriously, "Of course it's Chunfeng! Hehe, your family is very happy! I'm telling you, someone has taken a fancy to your Zhao and wants to become a relative."

"You're interested in my Ah Zhao? Who?" Zhang Shanyue frowned.

His daughter seldom went out among the neighbors, and even wore a veil when going to the market. Zhang Shanyue couldn't imagine which boy would go to such great lengths to ask Sister Hua from the next village to come and propose marriage.

"Oh, listen to me in detail. This is a rare and good marriage." Sister Hua's eyes sparkled brightly and she kept it a secret for the time being.

Zhang Shanyue was a little impatient, but she still held back her temper and said, "Sister Hua, I'll tell you the truth. My daughter is still young and doesn't want to get married for the time being. Please go back and tell someone."

No matter which family is mentioned, there is no way I can agree to it at this time.

My daughter has just broken off the engagement with the Qin family. If she goes on blind dates again, it would seem that she is eager to get married, which is very disrespectful.

But she didn't want to offend the matchmaker. After all, this woman often traveled around the neighborhood, and her mouth was more unlucky than a crow.

Mrs. Hua was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Shanyue to refuse without even listening.

Thinking of the fabrics the man had given her, Sister Hua didn't want to give up and continued, "His aunt, listen to me, that family is the richest in the area. As long as your Ah Zhao marries there, she will have endless silks and satins to wear, and plenty of chicken, mutton, fish and meat."

Zhang Shanyue listened indifferently, and refused to give in even though the matchmaker was spitting at her.

At this time, Shen Zhao had already returned to the room with the small package given by his mother. When he opened it, he found that it contained five hundred coins.

Huh? Did my mother go to the Xue family to ask for money?

No way?
She knew what kind of person A'niang was. Although she said she was going to the Xue family to ask for money, she was actually too embarrassed to do so.

If she hadn't urged herself, she would have been too embarrassed to actually go and ask for money.

After touching the copper coin and thinking for a while, Shen Zhao summoned the small bronze mirror: "Xiao Qing, if I put a lot of money in, can I still take it out later?"

Blinking her eyelids, Xiaoqing said: [Of course, dear, no matter how much you deposited, as long as it has not been spent, you can withdraw it. ]

Can you do this?

Wouldn't that mean I would have an extra hidden storage place for my money?

That's great! When I make money in the future, I'll put it all in the little bronze mirror to prevent it from being stolen.

After all, it is impossible for him, his parents, and his brother to stay at home all day. If people knew that there was a lot of money saved at home, who knows, someone might be concerned about it.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhao immediately held five hundred coins and brought them to the mirror: "I will top up five hundred coins now."

[Okay, dear.] In the blink of an eye, all the five-zhu copper coins in Shen Zhao's hand disappeared, and the account balance changed to five hundred and one.

The 1 is the remainder from the previous purchase of the cart.

Glancing at the balance, Shen Zhao ruthlessly suppressed the urge to shop and glanced out through the window.

A Niang had already sent the matchmaker out of the yard and closed the wooden door tightly.

Shen Zhao put away the small bronze mirror and walked out of the room.

The mother stood with her hands on her hips and spat at the gate, cursing: "You blind old hag! How despicable! Bah!"

Turning around and seeing his daughter, he immediately said, "Next time that old hag comes to our house, don't open the door for her!"

Shen Zhao nodded and asked, "What did she say just now?"

Zhang Shanyue stammered a few times and couldn't open his mouth to repeat himself.

That damn matchmaker actually matched my daughter with a 27-year-old widower. It's really infuriating!
If the matchmaker’s husband wasn’t also a village headman, I would have wanted to slap her in the face until her face was covered with blood!
Zhang Shanyue patted his daughter's arm and changed the subject: "Earlier, Mrs. Xue Wang sent me money and even dragged me to the canal to talk for a while."

Shen Zhao listened quietly.

"She said she has a connection with you and wants to adopt you as her goddaughter." Of course Zhang Shanyue would not agree.

Six years ago, when the Xue and Qin families were exiled here, Mrs. Xue Wang had mentioned the idea of becoming a godparent several times, using similar reasons.

She also said that A Zhao looked very similar to her daughter Lingyao, and that they might have been twin sisters in their previous lives.

Zhang Shanyue was disgusted when he first heard this and rejected Xue Wangshi's proposal. Unexpectedly, after so many years, she still didn't give up.

Shen Zhao wanted to laugh when he heard this: "This Xue Lingyao's mother is really weird."

Her family has almost fallen out with her, yet she still has the nerve to make such a request?
"Ignore her." Zhang Shanyue pulled her daughter into the house and saw that the water in the water tank was still very turbid. She couldn't cook for the time being, so she had to take out a basin of millet to pound it.

Shen Zhao squatted beside the stone mortar and swept the grains with a broom in his hand, when he suddenly thought of the woman giving birth in his dream.

The woman's face gradually became similar to that of Mrs. Xue Wang.

Shen Zhao was shocked and immediately full of doubts.

Because Xue Lingyao doesn't look like her twin brother at all.

Especially their eyes, one is almond-shaped eyes, and the other is a gloomy and narrow eye.

The two people's skin colors are also very different, one white and one black are very obvious.

But this doesn't mean anything. After all, in the northwest desert, teenagers are always more lively and active than girls. They often run around, so it is normal to have black spots.

But the strange thing is that he is exactly the same as Xue Lingyao.

A few years ago, when the Xue and Qin families had just settled down, A'niang once took herself and Xue Lingyao and her daughter to the market.

Unexpectedly, people at the market mistakenly thought that she and Xue Lingyao were twin sisters, which made her mother very angry.

Later, whenever she and her mother went to the market, they would cover their faces with cloth to avoid being mistaken for the Xue family's daughter.

Shen Zhao didn't dare to think about it too much and tried his best to shake off the memories in his dream.

Early the next morning.

The mother and her two children got up early, washed, ate a piece of cake made last night, and put more than 20 cotton clothes in two baskets on the cart.

Zhang Shanyue then asked her sister-in-law Zhang to look after the sheep at home.

Then Shen Heng pushed the cart out of the house, walking in front of his mother and sister with his cousin Shen De.

The weather outside was getting a bit colder. The north wind blew on my face and hands, stabbing me like a knife.

Shen Heng pulled the hood of his black cotton coat over his head, just enough to protect his face and ears.

Shen De, who was holding the cart, was jealous and asked quickly, "Do you have any more winter clothes? I want to buy one, too."

Shen Heng blinked: "Yes, but the black one is gone. How about I leave one for you next time I meet Hu Shang?"

"Yes!" Shen De nodded and looked at the cart with envy.

In fact, he also wanted to buy a cart like this, so that the old cow at home could concentrate on plowing the fields.

As they walked along the road, they met many neighbors who were going to the market.

Some of them were leading sheep to sell, while others were carrying loads of grain.

Shen Zhao and his mother still wrapped their heads and faces with cloth, leaving only their eyes exposed.

When the four arrived at the market, there were already many people on the Gobi Desert.

Each of them carried a basket or a load on his shoulder, or drove cattle and sheep, hoping to barter with others.

Shen Zhao asked his second brother to put the cart in an open space, and he took out some winter clothes and spread them out for display.

There is no shouting here, but there is bargaining.

Soon, many people were attracted by the bright colors of the cart.

"Huh? Which tribe's winter clothing is this? It's so soft?"

(End of this chapter)