Chapter 217： cents (asking for monthly ticket)

"Okay." Yingbao smiled and gathered the two hundred coins, put them into his small pocket, and then took the bag off his shoulder.

Everyone gathered around and craned their necks to watch.

The fang man looked around, quickly stopped Ying Bao's movement, and said to several people: "You can take a look if you want. Each person pays 50 fen! Or you can spend 200 fen to see it alone."

snort! He, Ding Er, is not stupid. Why would he want to be a scapegoat who spends money on others?

“Tch! Who wants to see it?” The two of them pretended not to care and left.

The other two struggled for a long time, gritted their teeth, and each handed over fifty coins to Ding Er.

Although Chong Er was heartbroken that he had fifty cents more than them, he finally felt more balanced and allowed Ying Bao to open the bag and show it to others.

As a result, there were only a few scattered copper coins and two deeds in the bag, and nothing else.

“Hi!” The three of them turned and left dejectedly.

Yingbao smiled to herself, put her bag on her back, and ran to see her carriage.

It was the first time someone saw such a young child coming to the horse market to buy a carriage, and curiously asked: "Where does this little lady come from?"

“My house is Jiang’s specialty shop, just opposite the county school.” Ying Bao said.

“Jiang’s Specialty Shop? What does it sell?”

“What we sell are local specialties. They are the most decent gift boxes for Chinese New Year and festivals. Even the county magistrate and officials praised them.”

Yingbao just doesn’t say what it sells, let them be curious.

“Yo! Really?”

Someone joked: "Your family doesn't know how to give gifts to county magistrates and senior officials."

Yingbao took the opportunity to advertise his shop: "No, the county magistrate and the high officials are the most incorruptible, how could they accept gifts from ordinary people casually? That's because his servants often go to my shop to buy things, and he said that my specialties are the best in the county. The most authentic and decent gift box, it’s most honorable to bring a few boxes to relatives during the New Year.”

In fact, no, but who has the ability to ask the county magistrate and senior officials for confirmation?

Hearing what the little doll said, everyone was thoughtful, and they all thought about taking the time to go to the specialty shop to see what kind of thing could be so favored by the commander.

Coming out of the horse market, Jiang Quan, who was leading the horse for a walk, couldn't help but glance at the old horse, fearing that it would just lie down.

Leng Buding saw his little cousin take something out of her bag and stuff it into the old horse's mouth, and then put two pills into it.

The old horse seemed to be in better spirits after eating it, his legs and feet were no longer weak, and he could barely pull the carriage and walk.

Then Ying Bao stuffed two more pills into Xiao Ma's mouth.

The pony is no longer scurrying around, its legs and feet seem to have some strength, and it can keep up with the speed of the carriage.

Neither Ying Bao nor Jiang Quan was in the carriage, so they just led the horses back to the shop.

Pulling the carriage into the backyard, Jiang Quan quickly unloaded the shaft of the carriage and gave it a good rest.

Yingbao went to fetch another basin of water and placed it in front of the two horses for them to drink.

Jiang Cheng saw that the two brothers and sister had indeed bought the carriage, and hurriedly ran into the backyard to take a look. When he saw these two skinny horses, he couldn't help but frown.

"Can this horse pull a cart?" He glared at his brother and scolded: "Can you buy a horse?"

Jiang Quan puffed up his mouth and said angrily: "Yingbao bought it, why are you so mean to me?"

"Then what's the use of following you?" Jiang Cheng was even more angry: "What does a child of her age know?"

Yingbao saw the two cousins ​​quarreling and said quickly: "Brother, the horses we bought are very cheap. Two horses, including the frame and tax, are less than one hundred taels."

Jiang Cheng said angrily: "What's the use of being cheap? There's obviously something wrong with these two horses. We bought them to pull carts, not to kill meat."

"Brother, don't forget that I can cure diseases." Ying Bao shook the porcelain bottle in his hand: "In a few days, the two horses will definitely be vigorous and vigorous."

She touched the pony's head and said, "This is my mount. Follow me from now on."

Looking at the pills in his little cousin's hand, Jiang Cheng paused and reluctantly believed her words. "Okay, the pony is yours."

When Jiang Quan heard this, he immediately stood up and circled around Yingbao: "Can you really cure them? Then we will really make money."

"Of course, I am a little miracle doctor who is unparalleled in the world." Ying Bao patted the old horse's neck proudly: "Look at its big frame. It's a standard northern war horse. As long as we raise it well, it will be worth it when we sell it. More than a hundred taels, not even the frame.”

Jiang Quan opened his eyes wide and looked at the thin horse carefully.

In addition to being extremely thin, the big horse has thick hooves and a very tall frame. It is indeed different from the local horses.

"Is it really a war horse?" Jiang Quan touched the horse's head and couldn't help but look forward to it. "What about this pony?"

Ying Bao: "The color of the pony is the same as that of the big horse. It should be the offspring of the big horse. It is estimated that these two horses were sold from the Northland and were abandoned because they were not accustomed to the acclimatization and often fell ill."

Usually, after such northern war horses are sold, they are sold directly to military camps or noble families. However, this pair of horses, mother and son were left in the hands of horse dealers, apparently because they were often sick.

"Well, Yingbao, you have to treat them well." Jiang Quan said hopefully: "In the future, if there is a war-horse chariot, it will definitely run faster than the horses next to it."

In the evening, Jiang Cheng closed the shop and went back to the backyard to cook.

Jiang Quan tidied the stables for the two horses and added some fine grass to the mangers.

These chopped forage were bought from the forage shop, with a little soybean flour and wheat bran mixed in. A sack costs fifty cash.

One sack of feed will be gone in a few days for two horses, and they will have to spend money to buy it again.

Hence, buying mules and horses saves legwork, but costs money.

On the second day, the condition of the two horses was much better than yesterday, and their eyes were full of energy.

Yingbao gave each horse two pills and filled the water basin with Pupil Spring.

The two horses nuzzled her affectionately with their heads and drank water.

After feeding the horse, Yingbao went back to his house and continued to weigh the golden ear and snow fungus with a spoon, and put them into boxes, each box weighing half a catty.

There is still no one coming from the Wen family. It is estimated that they will not collect golden ears this year.

So Yingbao decided to take out all the mushrooms in the cave, weigh them and put them into boxes, ready to be sold in the shop.

At that time, I told my first cousin and my second cousin that I had stored these golden and snow fungus in my room.

As for whether her first and second cousins ​​would believe it, she didn’t have to worry at all.

As long as he insists that it was hidden under the bed before, they probably can only believe it.

Unknowingly, it is already the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, and more and more people are coming to the shop to buy things.

Even though Jiang Quan kept going to other shops to bring goods to fill his home, the supply of things in the shop was still in short supply.

Especially the golden fungus and snow fungus, which are also sold out on this day.

Customers who didn’t buy something complained angrily. "What kind of store did you say you opened? It doesn't even have all the goods."

He bought snow fungus as a gift to his father before. After the old man stewed it and used it, his legs and feet felt much more flexible. The pain in his body also disappeared. Now he eats it and it tastes good.

So the old man specially told his son to buy some more. No matter how rich or low he is, he can just buy a few kilograms and store them at home.

Jiang Cheng didn't mind the customer's tone at all, and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, we can't harvest much of the golden fungus and snow fungus we grow in a year. If the customer really likes it, please come back after the new year."

The little cousin said that she will have a batch of golden fungus and snow fungus to harvest after the new year, but the quantity will not be large.

This guest snorted and asked: "When is the new year?" My father was waiting to eat it to nourish his body.

“Of course it’s after the first month.” There must be no snow fungus in the first month. Even if the shop is open, it can only sell some cakes and the like.

The guest nodded: “Then I’ll come back after the first lunar month.”

As he spoke, he also took out a name card: "If your snow fungus arrives, you can also send it to my house. Well, you can also send a three or two kilograms."

"good."

Jiang Cheng took it and took a look. It actually had the words Wei Ji Gold and Silver written on it.

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