Chapter 58 57. Mao Ya'er
When the moisture inside the tree house disappeared without a trace, Huaiyu not only dug out another field and applied plant ash, but also finished plowing the previous soil.
After the heavy rain, it has been sunny for several days in a row. The grass on all sides seems to have received the instructions of the solar terms and is rising rapidly every day.
The grass-colored wilderness that looked so close but invisible in the distance has now become a fluffy green carpet.
It is dotted with various baby-blue flowers, yellow dandelions, rich purple lilacs... There is also a slender sprig of lilac in the corner, only ten or twenty centimeters high. The slightly purple flower buds are emerging.
When he opened the grass curtain, he saw such a prosperous spring scenery. Huaiyu was no longer in a hurry to farm. Instead, he rushed into the densest grassland with joy, lay down on his back and rolled hard.
The sky is a very light, very light blue.
Threads of clouds are floating, and they are also too light to distinguish their shapes. She lay on the ground, feeling the slight coolness of the ground and the special smell of grass. At this moment, she stretched out her hand and pulled out a soft and slender grass bud.
Peeling off the green grass leaves, the milky white and soft buds inside were exposed, and she grabbed it with a "Ah wu", and then her facial features were distorted and she looked embarrassed:
"Bah Bah bah bah!”
It tastes so bad!
Is this the legendary "no dogs will eat it"!
All the comfort was shattered by this extremely unpleasant taste. Huaiyu turned over and sat up, staring at the large patch of grass in front of him, with heartache in his eyes.
But she quickly came to her senses, took another one and peeled it open, endured the unpleasant taste, and tasted it slowly.
In her perception, when the grass bud is at its most tender, it has a smooth texture and a slight sweetness, which seems to be the unique happiness of childhood in her memory.
But now... the taste is still smooth, but what about the taste... sour, bitter, mustard...
Trying it again, it is still tasteless.
But it’s not like dogs won’t eat it either.
Huaiyu thought about it and guessed that these mutation values may not be as high as "23".
She doesn’t have much money now, but farming still requires a hoe, and it’s not enough to plant soybeans while eating them. In addition, when I’m bored at night, it’s hard to pass the time.
After all, even purification is essentially an extremely boring activity.
Thinking of this, Huaiyu stood up, went back to the tree house, took out his backpack, and started picking these buds.
Different from the past when she dressed more decently, today she still wore the same outfit she wore when working. And she walked all the way, and when the basket was almost one-third full, she was almost at the bus stop.
However, he was alone on this platform before, but today there are two people standing there. They are wearing uniforms and standing there upright -
They are the defense forces.
However, Huaiyu took a look and found that it was not someone he knew, so he stood aside silently with his backpack on his back.
The two people looked at her strangely, then looked around the platform, and couldn't help but look at her again.
The two got together and chatted for a few words. When one of them walked over and seemed to want to say something, the bus arrived.
As soon as Huaiyu got on the bus, he heard the driver shouting: "Score points, score points! It's not free anymore!"
Huaiyu stretched out his bracelet and heard a "beep" sound. Two points were deducted directly!
She instantly felt heartbroken: Why is it so expensive?
And think about the unpurified Mao Ya'er on her back, she didn't go to the pedestrian street today!
That’s right, now that my life is on the right track, and I believe that everyone else is basically on the right track, the risk should be much less than before.
Plus she lives in such a remote place, she can’t just go to the Hongsheng Trading Market to buy some odds and ends, right?
It takes three or four hours to go back and forth, which is really a waste of time.
Therefore, Huaiyu decided to visit the nearby Jinyuan Community today.
Aunts who ride the bus often talk about this, saying that Jinyuan Community has a particularly large number of people, close to 30,000.
In the central square of the community, people set up stalls every day, selling everything. Since they sell everything, there shouldn't be any problem if she sells some Mao Ya'er that has high mutation value and is unpalatable, right?
If no one buys it, the worst thing you can do is carry it back, purify it and eat it yourself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I got in the car, I lost two points.
Just as I was feeling heartbroken, I saw the two defenders hesitated, slowly walked up to me, and then asked in a low voice:
"Girl, why are you on this platform? Car? This is the Rose Corridor, so you can’t approach it casually.”
In front of them. It's hard for Huaiyu to say that he has a brother in the camp.
I had no choice but to hold the basket on my chest tighter and said weakly: "I think the grass buds over there are growing well...not too close. Just far away."
Looking at her basket again, isn't it? There are green and tender buds in it.
But...
“Can this be eaten?”
One of the defenders asked hesitantly.
Huaiyu thought about it, and then took the initiative to peel off two buds: "Yes, I have tasted it."
She eagerly handed over two peeled white tender sprouts, looking at the two of them expectantly, as if looking for approval.
The two defenders seemed to be young and somewhat thin-skinned. At this moment, they hesitantly stretched out their hands and took the gift from the little girl.
Huaiyu stared at the two of them, but when he saw the Mao Ya in the other's hand entering his mouth, neither of them frowned. Instead, after chewing, his face was full of curiosity:
< br>"It's okay. How do you plan to sell this?"
Huh?
This time it was Huaiyu's turn to be dumbfounded.
It tastes so... so bad, is it okay?
She suddenly became curious about the taste of the jujube that Uncle Zaozi had eaten.
But at this moment, when faced with the price issue, she didn’t know anything and could only lower her head and say coquettishly:
“I don’t know either, my family let me sell it as I please...Brother Just watch and give it..."
The two hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and then one of them said: "I tasted that the mutation value should be less than 18, so let's say 12 pounds per pound. There are probably three or four pounds in this basket - did you bring a scale?"
Huaiyu knew that their price was too high.
It may be true that the variation value does not exceed 18, but 12 pounds is clearly for children.
Nowadays, when people measure prices, one is the variation value, but the other is filling their stomachs.
For "snacks" like Mao Ya'er, the only price Boss Tang can offer. But Boss Tang only collects good things, and the mutation value is so high that it is not his goal at all.
The market price of this thing is probably 6 cents per pound.
Huaiyu shook his head: "12 is not for sale!"
"Brother, if you want it, give me two points and I will give you a handful to try."
< br>As soon as he said this, the two people opposite him were stunned. Then they touched their noses and smiled sheepishly:
“So you know the price.”
I’m too tired from going out to do errands today, and I still have another day tomorrow, so let’s maintain two updates first. The neighbor next door is taking a day off today. It's too late.
Update two, good night.
I’m going to Jinyuan Community tomorrow! New minimap.
(End of this chapter)