The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 43: Words are not as beautiful as people

From the 16th to the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, oxcarts frequently travel between the village and the town. The villagers rush to the town to sell rice and beans to buy new year's goods before the arrival of the twelfth lunar month.

Since the break, the village has become busy again. Many people get up early in the morning to put millet and beans into sacks. Neighbors visit each other to greet each other and hire bullock carts to go to town.

Tang Wanqian's brother Tang Wanguan was no exception. After saving enough grain from the autumn harvest for his own use, he packed the rest and came to his brother's house.

There was a knock on the door and a man's rough voice said, "Qianzi, open the door."

Tang Wanqian was squatting in the corridor, picking up a bowl for dinner. He heard the sound and walked over. He held the bowl and chopsticks in his right hand and opened the door with his left hand. "Brother, why are you here? Have you eaten? Let's eat something together?"

Tang Wanguan: "I'm done. You eat quickly. After you're done, call Lao Yang and the others. Let's go to the grain store to sell millet together."

"By the way, have your rice bags been packed? If not, I will pack them for you now to save you the trouble."

Tang Wanqian stretched out his hand to stop his brother, "Brother, please wait a moment." He stuffed the remaining food in the bowl into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Tang Wanguan frowned slightly, "Slow down, you are so old and you are still so irritable."

Tang Wanqian quickly put the bowl into the room, picked up the basket, and pushed his brother out, "Let's go, brother, have you called the oxcart?"

Tang Wanguan turned around and shouted: "What are you doing! Don't you carry the rice?"

"Hehe, mine has been sold a long time ago. You walk faster and I will help you load it into the car. This will save you the long queues at the grain store and delay in getting New Year's goods."

"Sold? When did you sell it? Why didn't you wait and go with the villagers? Did the shopkeeper lower the price?"

"Just now, it's five cents per catty. Hehe, I don't even have to go to town yet. I'll go and ask the guy who hunts in the Xu family. He took all the two stones of millet from my family."

Tang Wanguan's eyes widened: "What! Did you come to ask yourself?" Seeing his younger brother nodding, he slapped Tang Wanqian on the back of the head and lectured: "I'm afraid he is worried about your elder status and can't refuse, you have no ashamed. You have the nerve to accept so much money from a fellow villager. If Aunt Xu knows about it, let’s see if she comes to your house to cause trouble.”

Tang Wanqian covered the back of his head and said humbly: "Brother, don't pat me on the head all the time. I am too old, save some face for me. He paid the price himself. Besides, he came to Lao Yang to buy the millet first. I just wanted to ask, it’s not like you’ve never seen the little Orion before, can I use my seniority to suppress him?”

Tang Wanguan looked at his brother's arrogance and knew his temper, "It's done, you sold it already, don't get embarrassed everywhere."

Finally, Tang Wanguan hired two other villagers who also went to the town to sell grain to rent an ox cart. With the help of Lao Yang and Tang Wanqian, they quickly carried all the grain to the grain shop and sold it for money.

Looking at the long queue at the door, Tang Wanguan put away his money and walked out of the grain store with vigorous steps.

"Tang Wanguan, you came so early."