The next day, before the sun rose, song Xintong went to a breeding farm more than ten miles away.
Daya, Wang and mother-in-law Qiu all went together, pulling two carriages and an ox cart.
"Girl, it's good for the maidservants to come and count. You're still tired." Wang took the puye fan and gave it to song Xintong. "His father, you can drive slowly. It's not easy to walk on the mountain road."
"Uncle Yang is a good driver. I don't feel any bumpy on so many bumpy roads." Song Xintong looked at the muddy road in front of him. "I came here before and walked here for about half an hour."
"Girl, did you come to buy chicken at that time?" Wang asked.
Song Xintong nodded: "yes, they were all raised by them at that time."
"I've laid eggs now. I made eggs for the young masters this morning." Wang said with a smile, "a few chickens are well raised, their hair is smooth, and they are very fat."
"All day and small black they grab leftovers, can not grow fat?" Song Xintong thought about it, and then said: "which day to kill to burn vermicelli."
Wang said: "the young masters won't allow it. Young master Xiaobao said he would feed them until they die, and then he would make a grave for them."
This is Xiaobao's idea, song Xintong said with a helpless smile: "you take off the rope that is put around your neck, they can't recognize it."
Wang also followed with a smile: "then raise again, when the girl is in confinement, she will use the old hen to make soup."
"Here we are, girl." Poplar will stop the carriage at the foot of a mountain, the farm is on a small hillside, the road is not easy to walk, the car and horse will be placed below.
The owner of the farm had been waiting in it for a long time. As soon as song Xintong and her five arrived, they were introduced with good tea and water. "Please sit in the room."
"Let's just stand at any station." Song Xintong stood at the gate of the tree, "where are the floating chickens and ducks?"
"In the room over there, I'll wait for a few people to come and pick." The boss enthusiastically said: "we specially hatched more than 100, you choose at will, are good, healthy."
Song Xintong nodded, "mother-in-law Qiu, it's up to you."
"Yes, give it to me." Autumn mother-in-law should smile.
The boss led five people to the yard surrounded by fences. As soon as they came near, they smelled the smell of chickens and ducks. It was not the dirty smell of chicken excrement, but the smell of ducks and chicks themselves. One or two of them could not smell it, but thousands of them were together, and the smell was hard to smell.
Song Xintong's heart began to surge, "mother-in-law Qiu, I won't go. I'll stand outside for a while."
The autumn mother-in-law thinks that she is pregnant and can't smell the smell, so she nods: "that Daya and your girl stay outside, let's go in."
After they went in, Mrs. Qiu, song Xintong and Daya retreated to the next big tree. She remembers that when she came here last time, she saw that they had a little suckling dog. Now it seems that there is no one.
A teenage girl came out with two stools and put them under the tree
Song Xintong sat down, "little girl, do you still have a little suckling dog?"
"We gave away all the babies this year." The little girl thought about it, and then asked her, "do you want a dog?"
Song Xintong nodded, "do you know where there is?"
In Taohua village, there are no other people except their families who have dogs. They can't eat enough. Who would like to feed their dogs with rations? This year, the conditions are much better, but money is useful, and no one has dogs, so we have to ask in other villages.
"We have a village head." The little girl said, "I can take you if you want."
Anyway, it will take a long time to count the chickens and ducks, so without thinking much, song Xintong nodded and agreed. He turned his head and said to Daya, "go and tell Grandma Qiu, and ask her to take as long as she is strong and good."
"Good."
When Daya came back, the little girl led song Xintong to the village. It wasn't long before she came to the village head's house. The village head's house had three milk dogs, two gray and one black.
Just a month later, the village head said that no one would throw the pond later and drown. Fortunately, he didn't throw it.
These puppies are all garden dogs, and they don't have as many things to pay attention to as pet dogs. As long as you take them back and eat them well, they will be very loyal and healthy.
The village head found a rotten bamboo basket and put three puppies in it. "Do you want any more dogs? Mr. Liu's family over there sent two. There are two left. You can take them if you want them. "
"Thank you, village head." Song Xintong originally wanted to raise at least five trees, otherwise he couldn't take care of the 50 mu forest.
Village head: "no, no, anyway, if you don't want it, we'll throw it away."
The little girl led song Xintong and Daya to Liu Laoer's house again, but there was no one in Liu Laoer's house. It seemed that she had gone to work in the field. A family nearby kindly said to help them call people.
Song Xintong is willing to wait.
Taking advantage of the gap, song Xintong went to the pond not far ahead and saw that people were digging lotus roots. The people who dug lotus roots looked at Song Xintong as if he had some eyes. Seeing that he was not dressed like a poor woman, he asked her curiously: "does madam want to buy lotus roots?"
"How do you sell it?" Song Xintong looked at some lotus leaves are still fresh and green, there is still a lotus that has not withered, "so early can dig?"
"If you can dig, it's too old to dig again. The wives in the county like crispy food, but they don't like the old one. The old one can only be used to make soup." The lotus root digger said, "if madam wants to buy it, it's cheaper for you. It's five Wen a Jin. If you have more, it can be cheaper."
Song Xintong looked at Daya behind him: "do you like lotus root?"
Daya nodded, "Aunt Wang is delicious."
"Madam, if it's hard to store it, I can teach you a way. If it's less, you can put it in the water tank. If it's more, you can dig a soil pit first, and lay a layer of fine wet soil at the bottom of the pit, layer by layer, so that you can put it for a long time."
There are a lot of people in the workshop, so you can give them more. There are also Lu's, song's and the chicken house in the back. There are also shops that can give them more. Song Xintong thinks it's worth buying more: "I'll take 1000 Jin, but you have to give me a cheaper price."
"Then my wife and I will calculate two Wen and one jin, and one thousand jin will be two liang silver." The lotus root digger is very happy. After all, the lotus root is very heavy. It can't be dug much and it will weigh 1000 Jin. "We'll send it to the lady after we've dug it. The lady will leave an address."
Song Xintong nodded and asked Daya to leave an order of 500 Wen. Then he asked them to send them to the workshop in Taohua village.
"Oh, we know that place. It's the owner." Many people echoed and said, "before we sent some sweet potatoes in the past, thanks to the kindness of our owners, otherwise we would not be able to exchange money."
"If you have any in the future, you can send them."
"That's great. This year, we've got more varieties, and we're worried that you won't accept us."
"No Song Xintong talked with the people on the scene. When the little girl came back with two little doggies in her arms, she left together.