However, I kept it at home overnight and had no room to keep it fresh, so it looked slightly worse than the ones she sold in the morning. But it was pretty good.

Those mushrooms are also well preserved.

The herbs were tied into handfuls and neatly placing them together by Jiang Xiao, and the stall looked quite decent.

Jiang Songhai was worried that no one would buy Tianxiang Lu, but he didn't expect that before he finished his two buns, an old man ran over with brisk steps.

"Little girl, hurry up and give me two Tianxianglu. My old woman has agreed with you."

Jiang Xiao's heart was thrilled. He didn't dare to respond to his words. He quickly took two Tianxianglu for him and collected 40 cents neatly. Fortunately, the old man seemed to be in a hurry, so he didn't say much, so he bought it and left.

"Xiaoxiao, has his family agreed to you? What did you say?" Jiang Songhai still heard it.

"Oh, it's the old aunt neighbor I helped. I told her that you will come to sell Tianxiang Green." Jiang Xiao responded.

Jiang Songhai didn't doubt it anymore when he heard this.

With the opening of the market, more people came to buy it soon. The popularity of Tianxiang Green and mushrooms far exceeded that of herbs. After all, there are many people who want to satisfy their verbal desires, but few people need to drink medicine.

Seeing that the mushrooms were sold out, Tianxianglu sold most of them, but the three hares were not even sold, Jiang Songhai was anxious.

"Xiaoxiao, do you think we, the rabbit, want too much money? Or should we have less, right?"

At home, he said that the weight of these three hares was six pounds, five pounds, three pounds, five pounds, and five pounds. Jiang Xiao set the price, and one pound was calculated at 70 cents.

When this pork pound is only a few cents, the price is indeed not low.

However, pork can be bought with meat tickets, and rural people can eat pork in a year when raising pigs. Such a fat rabbit is rare, so Jiang Xiao feels that it is not a shame for her to set this price.

A few people asked about the price before, but when they heard the price, they gave up the idea of ​​buying it and turned to buying Tianxiang Green and mushrooms, but it doesn’t mean that no one can afford rabbits.

"If you don't cut the price, let's wait."

Seeing that her attitude was firm, Jiang Songhai sighed and could only listen to her.

"Brother Baoguo, I'm so embarrassed. I'll ask you to buy things with me."

A female voice suddenly came into Jiang Xiao's ears.

Her heart thumped and she looked up.

As people came and went, a woman with gauze on her face was wearing a sky blue long-sleeved dress, which looked very eye-catching. The man walking beside her was Jiang Baoguo!

Jiang Baoguo was an accountant in the small oil press workshop in Siyang Village. The small oil press workshop was owned by the production team and collectively owned. Now the production team is almost equivalent to cancellation. The village has a lot of mind and has set its sights on the small oil press workshop, thinking of finding a suitable time to contract it and turn it into a private workshop. At that time, the workshop staff will face the end of leaving.

As far as Jiang Xiao knows, this matter is not far away, and she doesn't remember it very clearly, but it should be July and August.

After the small oil press was contracted, Jiang Baoguo left there and soon found another job in the town.

Jiang Xiao did not pay much attention to them before, so the specific situation was not very clear. It seemed that the job Jiang Baoguo was looking for was quite good, and Song Xiyun often showed off in front of his grandmother.
Chapter completed!