The happy little days of the Ye family

Just after a while, several five or six-year-old children happily brought things from home.

"Uncle, I want to exchange for Tangtang."

"Me, me too, I also want to exchange for sugar."

"I……"

Several little guys were chirping and took out the things they brought from home to Father Ye, looking at him expectantly.

Father Ye lowered his head and glanced at the things brought by these little guys. From left to right, they were: dried mushrooms, honeysuckle, large pumpkins, wild fruits and chestnuts.

"Everything you bring can be exchanged for candy or other things, but only with the consent of the adults at home. You call the adults at home."

Father Ye was afraid that these little brats would steal things by themselves without the consent of the family.

If this was the case, it would be difficult for him to do anything if someone from his family came to find him. The women in the village were really difficult to deal with.

We can only ask them to go back and bring the adults over. Only when the adults are around will they be given candies.

When they heard that adults were required to come over in exchange for candy, the two little guys immediately felt guilty and hesitated.

The remaining three younger ones hurried home.

"Keep the candy for me, I'll call my mother over."

"Uncle, wait for me, I'll be back soon~"

"Wait for us~"

As the three little guys ran home, they did not forget to tell Father Ye to keep the candy for them.

"There are a lot of candies, please run slowly and don't be in a hurry."

Father Ye looked at these children lovingly and thought they were quite cute.

Since Father Ye became a grandfather, he feels kind and cute when seeing these children.

As soon as the kids left, other villagers came over with large and small bags of things.

Behind Yangjiazhuang is a hill. Although there is no big prey on the hill, there are a few chestnut trees and a lot of mushrooms.

Therefore, most of what everyone brought over were wild products, various vegetables and fruits grown at home, as well as home-made things such as mats and coir raincoats.

As for food, it is absolutely impossible to exchange it for anything.

There aren't many fields here, and we don't even have enough food to eat.

In addition to these ordinary things, what surprised Ye's father the most was that there were actually many families in the village who could weave homespun cloth.

The homespun cloth is made from treated hemp by the villagers. It is rougher than ordinary burlap and has more obvious stripes on it.

Moreover, the cloth width of homespun cloth is relatively narrow, only half the width of normal cloth.

A piece of homespun cloth is equivalent to the size of half a piece of normal cloth, and it is difficult to make clothes.

For dyeing, the villagers go to the mountains to pick some dyeable plants and dye them themselves when they go back. The color is very easy to fade.

Clothes made of homespun cloth were uncomfortable to wear and were usually only used as blouses or quilt covers.

The disadvantages of homespun cloth are obvious, and cloth shops generally do not accept them.

Therefore, I can only keep them for home wear, or sell them cheaply at large stores.

Normal burlap costs 100 Wen per piece in the town's cloth shop, but Ye's father purchases it in the county for 85 Wen per piece.

The homespun cloth was half as wide and was not suitable for making clothes. Father Ye could only collect it at 35 cents a piece.

When the time comes to sell it, it is estimated that it will only sell for 40 yuan a piece.

Although the profit is not much, if the people in the village directly use this cloth to exchange for things, they can make more every time.

Father Ye asked everyone to line up first, and he collected all the things these people brought one by one.

Depending on how much the items you bring are worth, you can exchange them for as many items as you want at the stall.

The things everyone brought were not valuable, and they didn’t amount to much in total.

Therefore, I was very cautious when picking things. Most of the things I picked were practical farm tools such as hoes and sickles, as well as commonly used things such as needlework, sugar, and wine.

There should be carpenters in Yangjiazhuang. Father Ye noticed that none of the wooden basins and buckets he brought over were sold.

Iron products such as sickles, hoes, and scissors are more popular. Even two large iron pots were sold. It seems that there is no blacksmith nearby.

Father Ye kept these things in mind and planned to bring more ironware instead of wooden products next time.

After the adults had finished changing things, the children who had just exchanged candies also brought the adults at home to exchange candies.

The little guys looked very happy, but it could be seen from their movements that they had just received a heavy beating.

Father Ye doesn't care how the process goes, he just accepts whatever comes over.

Father Ye happily took out the candy. After all, he had already been beaten. The candy had to be replaced by the little ones, otherwise the beating would have been in vain.

The little guys got the candies, and they were all smiling, as happy as the Chinese New Year.

The women on the side also asked when Father Ye would come over next time so that they could prepare things in advance.

Father Ye dealt with these women attentively and agreed to come again after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Father Ye stayed in Yangjiazhuang for nearly an hour and bought 8 pieces of homespun cloth, 2 sacks of chestnuts, 2 sacks of dried mushrooms, about ten kilograms of honeysuckle, two bunches of wild grapes, and 6 winter melons and pumpkins each.

These things are as much as half a donkey cart. If I hadn't just changed a lot of things and went out, the donkey cart would really not be able to fit.

After coming out of Yangjiazhuang, Father Ye went to Fangjia Village again while humming a little tune.

Fangjia Village is located in a flat valley with several streams nearby. There are many fertile fields in the village and it is a relatively wealthy village in the town.

As soon as Father Ye entered the village, many familiar women came over to choose things.

Unlike the people in Yangjiazhuang, who only pick cheap things, the women in Fangjiazhuang have money and are very generous.

The newly brought rouge gouache, bright thick fabrics and brown sugar are all very popular.

But what Ye's father didn't expect was that half of the homespun cloth he had just collected was sold in Fangjia Village.

The people buying homespun cloth were two old ladies about the same age as Mrs. Ye.

The old man was thrifty and industrious, so he asked for two pieces of homespun cloth each, intending to buy back blouses and quilt covers for working.

Father Ye saw the two old ladies and said with a smile that the homespun cloth was a good deal. He thought that his mother might also like the cheap homespun cloth.

Father Ye touched the homespun cloth again. He felt that the cloth was rough even though he had rough skin and thick flesh. He couldn't help but mutter:

"This fabric is too rough. It's better to sell it out as soon as possible before the stingy old lady sees it."

There were several women in Fangjia Village who were good at embroidery, and Father Ye successively sold a lot of silk cloth and needles and threads for embroidery.

In Fangjiacun, Father Ye takes money directly from the things he sells. After all, he usually can't sell too many things when setting up a stall.

The items taken back cannot be sold, and if they are taken back and placed at home, they will take up space in vain.

However, as soon as the money was obtained, Father Ye used it to collect a few small embroidery pictures.

There was not enough money to sell the things, so Father Ye also put a lot of money inside.

When he returned home, Father Ye's wallet was almost empty.

However, a lot of things were recovered from the car.

In the next few days, Father Ye was like a hard-working bee, setting up a stall in the town in the morning and non-stop traveling to various villages selling goods in the afternoon.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and Ye's father's business is getting more and more prosperous.