When the group of people arrived at the town, it was getting late, and they missed the busiest and busiest time.
However, there are still a lot of pedestrians coming and going on the main street, and there are also stalls selling vegetables and food.
When they saw Song Xixi approaching with a big wild boar on his back, passers-by and stall owners also stared wide-eyed and forgot what they were supposed to do.
"Xixi, how do you plan to sell this wild boar?" Song Wufu was not familiar with Hongfeng Town and had no connections here. He didn't know how to sell the wild boar, so he asked his granddaughter in a low voice.
"First go to the pork stall and ask. If the butcher doesn't accept it, then take it to a restaurant and try it."
It was obviously not suitable for such a big wild boar to be sold in the market, so Song Xixi thought about how to sell it on the way here.
If neither place accepts it, she will carry it back and provide extra meals for the whole village, and then watch over and give some to them when they have money. Anyway, it is a business without capital, and she will make money if she gives more or less.
The old village chief and others were not in a hurry to find the mayor, so they accompanied the grandfather and grandson to find the pig butcher.
When the butcher saw Song Xixi approaching carrying a big wild boar, he was so shocked that he almost dropped the butcher's knife in his hand.
Knowing that she was going to sell the big wild boar to him, the butcher made some calculations and raised three fingers: "Three taels, I will give you three taels of silver at most."
Before Song Xixi could speak, Song Baotian shouted: "Such a big pig only costs three taels of silver. Do you think we are outsiders and deliberately put it here to lower the price?"
The butcher snorted coldly: "Wild boar meat is just firewood. Who knows how long this head will live? Will the skin and flesh be cooked to death? Three taels of silver is too much for me!"
Song Baotian still wanted to argue, but Song Xixi stopped him and nodded to the pig butcher: "Thank you for telling me."
After that, she carried the big wild boar to the next butcher and asked for the price.
I asked two people in a row, and the price was almost the same as the first one. They both said that wild boar meat was too expensive and the price was not as good as domestic pigs. Moreover, it was such a big pig. If they couldn’t sell all the meat and it stunk, they wouldn’t even be able to make a profit.
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Song Baotian and others almost drooled with envy. You must know that the total cost of buying adobe bricks, beams and wooden purlins was only about five taels of silver, and this big wild boar was worth more than half of it.
Song Xixi was dissatisfied with the price, and stopped looking for anyone else to ask for the price. She went directly to the largest restaurant in the town, the same restaurant where she stopped temporarily when she passed through Hongfeng Town last time.
"Tsk, tsk, the little girl is really good at it!"
The shopkeeper circled around the big wild boar twice and put away his contempt for outsiders like Song Xixi: "I once heard that there are people who can carry the cauldron, but I thought it was an exaggeration. I never thought that one day I would see it with my own eyes.
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Song Xixi was modest and asked directly: "This wild boar is indeed a bit big. I wonder if the shopkeeper will accept it?"
The shopkeeper said neatly: "I'll take it, of course I'll take it! How about five taels of silver for you?"
This price was exactly what Song Xixi wanted. She glanced at Song Wufu and saw that he had no objection, so she happily agreed: "Okay."
Song Baotian and others' eyes were wide open. Hey, they changed people and moved to another place. The price suddenly increased by two taels. It turns out that there really is such a thing as bargain hunting in the world!
Song Xixi was also a little curious as to why the shopkeeper was willing to spend five taels of silver to buy a big wild boar. She knew that this price was more than enough to buy a domestic pig, so she asked in front of the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Ordinary people can't handle the fishy smell of wild boar, and they can't master the heat of cooking wild boar, but it's not difficult for chefs with special skills."
It’s cooked, it has a different flavor than domestic pork, and the price is much higher than domestic pork!
Song Xixi suddenly realized that it was not that wild boar was inferior to domestic pigs, but that the public could not make wild boar meat taste better than domestic pork, which was why the pig butchers could not sell it at a high price.
The shopkeeper took the five taels of silver brought from the accounting office and handed it over to Song Xixi across Song Wufu.
Song Xixi took it, thought about it and handed it to Song Wufu: "Grandpa, keep it."
Song Wufu waved his hand: "You can keep it yourself and buy whatever you want later."
Song Xixi was not polite and put the money into her pocket.
Others were shocked: Uncle Wufu is too pampered with his granddaughter. This is five taels of silver. Five taels of silver. Just let a seven-year-old baby hold it. Aren't you afraid that she will spend it randomly or lose it?
After bidding farewell to the shopkeeper, the group rushed to the mayor's house with envious emotions.
The mayor of the town is not a formal official position, so he has no rank and no independent government office.
What he receives is the salary from the local government, and he handles various taxes and corvee duties for the people within his jurisdiction, and issues various instructions from the government. In the eyes of ordinary people, the town mayor is the real "parental official".
Mayor Liu of Hongfeng Town did not have an independent office, so Song Jia'ao and his party walked through a group of ordinary houses and arrived at the grand Liu House.
The doorman heard about their intention to come, and first went into the mansion to inform them. After getting the owner's permission, he led them to the side hall.
After waiting for almost half an hour, there was still no trace of Mayor Liu, and no one said when Mayor Liu would arrive. The old village chief and others were fine, but Song Xixi frowned.
Song Wufu saw it and whispered: "Xixi, are you in a hurry? Why don't you go around the street and buy some delicious food, and then we'll find you on the street after we finish our work?"
Song Xixi shook her head and asked, "Did everyone wait for a long time last time?"
Song Wufu replied: "That's not true. The mayor came very quickly. There must be something delayed this time."
Song Xixi thought to himself that if Mayor Liu really had something to do, he could have sent someone to inform them. He was currently ignoring them and saying nothing. It was hard for people to believe that he didn't do it on purpose.
Whether he didn't pay attention to people like them who came from the famine, or he was deliberately putting on official airs to show that he was superior to others. No matter what the situation was, she had no good impression of Mayor Liu as a person.
After waiting for another half hour, Mayor Liu, who was over fifty years old, arrived late.
Seeing Song Jia'ao and his entourage, he didn't even bother to say "wait a minute" and asked his entourage to hand over the land deed he brought to the old village chief. Finally, he also thrust a box into the old village chief's hand: "Everyone is here."
It’s here, grab it and leave quickly.”
Everyone looked at each other, opened the box in front of Mayor Liu, and counted the silver coins inside.
Counting Zhou Taohua's family and Yang Cuilian's family, there are a total of forty-one households in the Song family. Each household borrowed from the government ranging from five taels to ten taels, adding up to 321 taels.
It's not like Song Jia'ao is a villain. When it comes to money matters, everyone should be more cautious.
"One hundred and forty-five, one hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty-five...one hundred and sixty-one, there are a total of one hundred and sixty-one taels of silver in this box."
The person who counted the silver was Song Wufu. When he reported in a deep voice that only half of the loan was borrowed, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
The old village chief looked at Mayor Liu suddenly and asked cautiously: "Mayor, may I ask if you took one less box..."
Mayor Liu's face turned gloomy, and he didn't even say a word of explanation: "If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, keep it with me. If I beg you, can you take it?"