Chapter 3: 2 big rats for 3 catties of corn flour is a great bargain

Qin Huairu was choked by his words.

She hinted at it several times, both explicitly and implicitly, but Jiang Bo played dumb intentionally or unintentionally and just ignored her words.

Compared with Jia Zhangshi, Qin Huairu still had some shame and was too embarrassed to just say that she took it for free.

"Look, I'll owe you three pounds of corn flour first, and I'll pay you back when I have it."

Seeing that more and more people were coming to watch the fun in the yard, Qin Huairu became a little anxious.

"It's settled then. Thank you, Bozi."

As he said this, he was about to take the mouse.

"Wait a moment, Sister Qin."

"This is not okay."

Jiang Bo shook his head and spoke in a firm tone.

"Either you give me the food in exchange, or I will give it to the Third Master."

"Everyone is in trouble. I haven't eaten much for several days. I am waiting for the life-saving rations."

"Pay it back to me when you have it. I will be starving to death by then."

Some of the people watching the fun laughed out loud when they heard what he said.

They started discussing in low voices.

Jiang Bo's words are rough but true.

Everyone knows the Jia family's consistent style. They claim to borrow grain but never return it.

However, Yi Zhonghai, the manager of the courtyard, always sided with the Jia family.

The arguments back and forth are nothing more than:

"Everyone who is in trouble should help more."

"Neighbors, don't hurt the harmony."

And so on.

He is good at putting labels on people and using moral blackmail.

Plus, Qin Huairu's husband Jia Dongxu is his apprentice.

Given this relationship, no one wants to cause trouble and just endures it.

But today Jiang Bo spoke so bluntly about the Jia family's "borrowing but not returning" incident.

Besides, the old man is not in the yard at the moment.

Everyone was there to watch the fun.

"Bozi, why do you say that?"

Qin Huairu's face turned red with embarrassment.

"If you don't want to lend it to me, just forget it. Why bother saying such harsh words?"

Since she married into this courtyard, she has never been teased like this.

After being criticized by Jiang Bo in a neutral tone, she felt so embarrassed that she ran away with red eyes.

When the third uncle saw it, he said happily.

"Alright, alright, Bozi, stop talking."

"Huai Ru is right. Neighbors should help each other."

Jiang Bo smiled and said nothing.

thought.

Old Deng, you really wanted to stop the fight, why didn’t you say anything just now?

Now that everyone has left, you are still talking big here.

"Huai Ru doesn't want to exchange it, so let's continue our conversation. Three pounds of corn flour, do you want to exchange it?"

"Row."

Jiang Bo felt that it didn't matter who he traded with, it was all the same.

Moreover, the third uncle Yan Fugui, although a little greedy, is more cunning.

But in this courtyard, people are generally reasonable.

"But I have to ask, are these three pounds of corn flour in stock?"

"I'm waiting for help."

Yan Fugui smiled and pursed his lips, pointing at Jiang Bo.

"You boy!"

"Come, follow me back and get it."

After saying this, Yan Fugui pulled Jiang Bo and asked him to wait at the door. He turned around, went into the house, scooped out three pounds of corn flour, put it into the flour bag, and handed it to him before going out.

There were many people watching the fun in the yard, and he was afraid of complications, so he wanted to get the job done quickly.

Jiang Bo took the three pounds of corn flour that the third uncle gave him, returned to his own hut, and put the flour away.

"When I have the conditions in the future, I will still have to buy some furniture."

With these three pounds of corn flour, I won't be hungry these days.

But we can’t just sit back and wait for our savings to run out.

He planned to try his luck in the mountains.

After all, his hunting skills also need practice.

Jiang Bo looked at the sky. It was still early and it was not time for lunch yet.

He did it right away, so he left the house, locked the door, and went straight to the West Mountain.

forecourt.

Aunt Yang Ruihua boiled a pot of water and was stirring the noodles with chopsticks.

I plan to make a bowl of thin dumpling soup for lunch.

In this courtyard, the ones with the highest salaries are the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai and the second uncle Liu Haizhong.

Both of them are senior technicians in the steel rolling mill, and their salary can reach 80 or 90 yuan a month.

The third uncle is an elementary school teacher.

The monthly salary can reach more than 30 yuan.

Although my salary is not as high as theirs.

But Yan Fugui is a very frugal person in his life.

So even in difficult times, the family of six did not go hungry.

But I won’t talk about how the food was.

Apart from banquets held during family gatherings and during the Chinese New Year, the only time you can see meat is during the Spring Festival.

The three aunts sprinkled water into the noodle bowl with their hands and stirred it with chopsticks.

Just as I was about to put the noodles in the pot, I saw the third uncle hurriedly come into the house, scoop out the noodles, go out, and then come back in with something in his hand.

The third aunt’s eyesight was not very good, so she squinted and took a closer look.

Almost jumped.

"Ouch, rat!"

The third uncle laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, he's dead."

"Dead? Where did you get the dead rat?"

The third uncle briefly recounted what happened during the food exchange with Jiang Bo.

Finally concluded:

"Two rats this big and fat, three pounds of corn flour is a great bargain."

The third aunt looked at the mouse in his hand and nodded.

These days, rat meat is very precious, and it is indeed worth buying.

If these two big rats were taken to the pigeon market, they could be exchanged for at least five kilograms of corn flour.

It was because the young man Bozi didn't know much about the business that they took advantage of the situation.

The three aunts looked at the two big rats with satisfaction.

"Old man, let's make dumpling soup for lunch. We two old people can have it for lunch. I will prepare the rat meat in the afternoon and wait for the children to come back and eat it together."

Influenced by their surroundings, the couple lived a fine life.