Going to the templefair again

  After the meal, the two of them went to the market with Qian's mother and son.

  They went to the grass market in their own village, which was not too far away, and they arrived there quickly. There

  were people coming and going at the grass market. Although there were not as many people as at the temple fair, it was still bustling.

  Chang'an was led by her aunt, and Huahua followed by her side, looking at each stall.

  There were people selling straw sandals, baskets, backpacks and baskets, and geese, chickens and ducks.

  Wu cut a fat pork from the pork beach and prepared to go back to refine oil.

  Chang'an also saw people selling saplings, including jujube trees, persimmon trees, elm trees, mulberry trees, peach trees, and apricot trees.

  The court encouraged the people to plant more of these trees in the fields and in front of and behind their houses to resist disasters.

  When Chang'an touched the saplings with her little hands, she already knew what kind of trees they were. She turned her head and said to her aunt, "Aunt, buy, buy jujube trees."

  Wu thought about it, nodded, and picked a thick jujube sapling and a persimmon sapling.

  Jujube and persimmon fruits are both durable in storage, especially jujube, which can be sold after being dried.

  There was originally a jujube tree in the yard of the old house, but the stepmother-in-law asked someone to move it into the new house. Until now, the hole dug in the tree is more concave than other places, and rainwater accumulates when it rains.

  The old man who sells trees tied two saplings together with straw and said, "Don't worry, madam, these fruit seedlings have been grafted. If they survive this year, they will bear fruit next year."

  "Really?" Wu was delighted and gave the old man fifteen coins.

  The jujube and prince saplings she picked were as thick as an adult's wrist. They were estimated to be two or three years old. If they survived, they would indeed bear fruit earlier.

  The old man took the copper coin and put it in the bag in front of him. "Of course it's real. If there is no fruit next year, you can come to Zaoshu Village to find me. My surname is Lin and my name is Zao. I live in the second house at the entrance of the village."

  "I believe it." Wu put the saplings next to her: "I'll leave these two trees here first. I'll come to get them after I go to the market."

  The old man nodded: "Okay, you can go."

  While Chang'an's aunt was negotiating the price with someone, he ran to the next door to look at the eggs.

  The old lady was sitting on the side of the road with a basket of eggs in front of her. They were all red-skinned and very big.

  "Auntie, how much do you sell these eggs for?" Wu also came over, picked up one and looked at it. Seeing that the egg was very fresh and had no mold spots, she casually asked the price.

  The old lady: "One penny each."

  "Are they live eggs? My family wants to hatch some chicks, but they must be live eggs."

  "Look at what you said. My family has two big roosters. They are all live eggs. I guarantee you can hatch chicks." The old lady vowed.

  "Okay, I'll pick a few." Wu picked out twenty eggs and put them in her backpack.

  After paying, she was about to leave when the egg seller said, "Madam, I have two goose eggs here. Do you want them?"

  She took out two white goose eggs from the basket.

  Wu was about to say no when her sleeve was pulled by Chang'an.

  "Aunt, buy goose eggs." Chang'an really wanted the big geese in the village. They were big and fierce, and dared to fight with dogs.

  Wu saw that her niece wanted them, so she asked, "How much is one?"

  "Three cents each."

  "How about two for five cents?" Wu bargained.

  The egg seller nodded quickly, "Okay, take them." She handed over the goose eggs.

  Chang'an was satisfied when she saw that her aunt bought the goose eggs, and said with a smile, "Hatch the big goose."

  Wu smiled and touched her head, "I'll have to trouble your aunt Qian's hens to help me when I go back."

  Chang'an nodded.

  After returning home from the market, Chang'an and her aunt planted two trees in the yard and watered them.

  Afterwards, Wu strung the remaining berries into Buddha beads, waiting to sell them at the next temple fair.

  Changan continued to make the Guanyin statue, but after the completion, the leaves on the palm were not added.

  It was March 15th, the day for another temple fair.     Song Sanshun and his family of three took all the wood-weed beads and went to Tieniu Town again.

  The Qian couple also took their two children with them, hoping that they would also learn how to set up a stall and do business.

  Goudan whispered to Changan: "My parents said that if I sell the beads, all the money will belong to me."

  Changan showed the two Guanyin statues in his hand: "Aunt said that the money from the Guanyin statues will also belong to me."

  The two children smiled at each other, and they understood each other tacitly.

  In March, when the flowers are in full bloom, more and more people go outing and visit temple fairs.

  Changan wore an apricot-red slanted collar jacket, a green small vest, green wide-leg pants, and red cloth shoes embroidered with black bats.

  She tied two buns on her head with red ribbons. She was as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll, sitting on the side of the road, holding two Guanyin statues in her arms.

  Goudan had just grown his hair for a while, and only tied a sky-high braid, a blue cloth shirt, without a single patch on it, but two neat patches on the knees of his pants.

  He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face was a little dark, but he looked honest and cute. He sat obediently next to Chang'an, holding four strings of beads in his hands, and his eyes kept looking at the people passing by.

  After a while, the peddler came and bought all of Wu's eighty strings of beads in one go. However,

  Wu insisted on keeping ten strings, thinking that she could earn a few more coins by selling them herself.

  This time, Sister Qian was with her, so the peddler also sold her beads.

  "I'll keep ten strings to sell myself." Qian picked up the ten strings of beads and hung them on her arm. The

  peddler counted the beads one by one, without raising his head, and said, "It's up to you."

  He mainly came to exchange the beads for the little girl's family, and the rest were dispensable.

  After paying the money, the peddler carried a basket of wood berries and left.

  Seeing that all the beads in their homes had been exchanged, Song Laoliu and Song Sanshun felt a lot more relieved. They took all the money and went to the grain store to buy some grains and cereals to take back.

  At this time, a group of women in bright clothes came over and saw Chang'an and Goudan, two little kids, sitting on the roadside, holding a Guanyin statue and a Buddhist string in their arms, so they came over to ask.

  "Little kid, how much do you want for the Guanyin statue in your arms?" A woman picked up a statue and looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

  It's a pity that it's a clay sculpture. It would be better if it were fine porcelain.

  Chang'an counted on his fingers.

  It takes two days to make a Guanyin statue, and a lot of paint is used, and a brush is worn out. All these must be added. Hey, how much is appropriate?

  Seeing that the little kid didn't answer for a long time, the woman thought that she was young and didn't understand these things, so she took out two strings of copper coins from her arms and handed them to the little kid: "This is a clay sculpture, I'll give you two hundred coins."

  Chang'an counted on his fingers and paused.

  So his Guanyin statue is worth two hundred coins?

  The copper coins are one hundred in a string, and there are two strings in total. It feels heavy in his hand, and Chang'an's heart is instantly happy.

  The woman took the Guanyin statue and left, which made Goudan very envious: "Chang'an, I want to make a Guanyin statue when I go back. Can you teach me how to make it?"

  Chang'an nodded, stood up quickly and handed the copper coin to his aunt.

  Wu took the copper coin and asked in surprise: "You sold one already?"

  "Yes. Buy brushes and paints." Chang'an said seriously.

  Wu smiled and said: "I know, aunt will take you to buy some brushes and paints later."

  Chang'an was satisfied and ran back to the original place to sit down.

  Qian looked at the copper coin in Wu's hand and said with envy: "Look, we are not as good as Chang'an, a little kid. How old is she, she can make money."

  Wu put the copper coin in her arms and smiled: "Chang'an has been smart since she was a child. Don't look at her words that are not well thought out, in fact, she knows everything in her heart." Qian sighed:

  "It's a pity that Uncle Baqi mistook fish eyes for pearls and ignored his own granddaughter. Fortunately, you have been taking care of her all the time, so this child has grown up safely."

  The crowd was in turmoil, and a group of teenagers rushed over.

  "Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way! Otherwise, the sword will have no eyes!" (End of this chapter)