Manbao didn't understand these things, and she was very envious of her fourth brother's ability to live outside, so she was squatting in front of Zhou Lang's thatched hut, unwilling to go home.

Zhou Xi and his three brothers, Lao Si, had weeded the grass and turned around to take Man Bao home. As a result, Man Bao ran into the hay shed and squatted on the ground. He raised his head and said, "Sister, my fourth brother and I will stay here tonight."

OK?"

Zhou Xi:……

Zhou Lang immediately said: "Okay, you can sleep next to me, just to help me share some mosquitoes."

Zhou Xi stepped forward and dragged her home, saying, "Don't talk about spending the night here. You'll cry when it gets dark later. There are a lot of mosquitoes outside."

They had already had dinner and took advantage of the coolness of the sun to weed the grass, so Zhou Lang didn't even have to go home. He just stood in the thatched shed and waved to Man Bao, "Yao Mei, don't go back, stay here."

Feeding the mosquitoes with my fourth brother."

Man Bao also reached out to Zhou Lang, trying hard to break away from Zhou Xi's hand, "Sister, eldest sister, please let me go, I want to stay here with my fourth brother..."

Wu Lang and Zhou Lang laughed happily. One of them stepped forward and grabbed one of her arms and lifted her home. While lifting her, he said to her, "Are you stupid? Don't sleep until it gets dark. Squat down in the yard of your house."

If you can stand the mosquitoes, you can come and live with Fourth Brother again."

"You are tender and mosquitoes like you the most. If you stay, Fourth Brother will wake up laughing at night."

Man Bao finally stopped struggling and asked, "Since there are so many words, why does Fourth Brother live here?"

"Look at the ginger. No one steals the yams, but our ginger has been dug up several times. There are at least two or three taels in such a big piece. These people have too dark hearts."

This was the first time Man Bao heard that someone was stealing ginger, and he thought they were a little stupid, "They just want ginger and our family can buy it, why steal it."

Wu Lang laughed at her, "Why spend money to buy it when you can steal it?"

Man Bao's eyes widened and he said, "Isn't it natural to buy things? I've never heard that stealing is also natural."

This time Wu Lang choked, but he couldn't explain this kind of thing, so he decided not to say it.

But Manbao was obviously very interested in this topic and even went to ask Mr. Zhuang.

Bai Shanbao happened to be there, so Mr. Zhuang asked him, "Why do you think the villagers stole ginger?"

"Because they also want to grow ginger," Bai Shanbao said: "I have never grown ginger before, and I never knew it was so easy to grow ginger. My grandmother said that there is no need to sell the ginger in my garden to others, so she bought it all.

Forty cents per catty."

Mr. Zhuang touched his beard and said with a smile: "Yes, no one in the whole village grew ginger before. Everyone was the same. They had to buy it from the grocery store during the holidays, so there was no difference. But now some people grow it."

, and also planted a lot, this is not worried about the scarcity but the inequality. Think about it, if you are parents and officials, and you govern the people like this, what should you do?"

Bai Shanbao and Manbao looked at each other and said, "Stealing is illegal, right? You should be punished."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, encouraging them to continue talking.

The two children let go and chattered. Of course, they were speaking in the current environment. They are all fellow villagers. It would definitely not be good to arrest someone suddenly, so it is best to do some propaganda before arresting, such as

Let me tell you that stealing is wrong. It is not only against morality but also against the law.

Finally, Man Bao said: "Since they also want to plant ginger, then give them a piece of ginger to plant. I can also tell them how to plant it. If we steal it like this, if they always water it like Shan Bao, they will be watered to death."

"

Bai Shanbao turned his head and glared at her, saying, "My ginger is growing better than yours now."

Man Bao said: "Because I can help you."

Mr. Zhuang coughed slightly, attracting the attention of the two children, and then asked Manbao, "Will you always give things to others whenever there is inequality in the future?"

"Of course not," Man Bao said, "If I want to divide, I can divide. If I don't want to, I won't."

Mr. Zhuang: ...It was a very childish answer, but he also understood. Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief. He just said that his disciple didn't look so careless.

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and said: "Then you go and give it a try and give ginger to others to grow."

He also wanted to see what the two disciples would do.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao looked at each other, walked out of the husband's yard together, and said to each other: "The ginger is not mature yet."

"Everyone has to collect the beans now. We don't have time. Let's wait until the beans are collected." Manbao still feels sorry for her own ginger cubes and is not willing to give them away in vain. She just said this quickly in front of her husband, but

It's not a good boy to go back on one's word. I wonder if my husband will forget it after a while.

Bai Shanbao also disliked Manbao's quick talk, and was the first to declare, "I have sold all my ginger to my grandmother, and there is nothing left to give away."

Man Bao snorted: "How stingy."

Bai Shanbao thought about it and felt that this was not good, so he said, "Have you sold all your ginger? How about I ask my grandmother to buy some for you?"

Man Bao asked: "Can your family eat so much?"

Bai Shanbao: "You can eat it. Anyway, my grandmother and others use ginger to make tea and eat it every day. If we can't eat it, we can give it away."

Man Bao thought for a while and said: "If your family needs it, I will sell it. If you don't need it, there is no need to buy it. I have made an agreement with Shopkeeper Zheng of Jishi Hall. When winter comes, I can sell it to him when Jiang is old. I can also sell it to him."

If you sell it to a grocery store, you can also get it to the county for retail sales. Anyway, the ginger can be stored, so we will sell it slowly."

These gingers may look like a lot, but they are actually not that much, especially since they can be stored for a long time. At worst, they will be used during the Chinese New Year and holidays, when many people will buy them.

Manbao is not in a hurry about selling. As Keke said, this is a seller's market. When more people grow ginger in the future, she may need to consider selling.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that giving ginger seeds to the villagers will do more harm than good, but Man Bao doesn't think that's the case.

If there are good seeds in the village, they will recommend each other, and some seeds that are not too expensive will be given to each other. For expensive seeds, as long as you have extra, you can exchange them with things. Man Bao feels that their family should not break this balance.

As for the reason, she still can't figure it out with her current little mind, she simply feels that it can't be broken.

Fortunately, now is the busy farming season, and obviously no one has time to pay attention to the Zhou family's ginger.

Because no matter how expensive ginger is, in everyone’s eyes, it is just a condiment and dispensable, but the crops in the field are not.

That's their livelihood for a year.

The sun has been very good these days, so that the already yellowing beans matured quickly. So everyone looked at the day and someone started to harvest the beans.
Chapter completed!