Chapter 147 The profession that burns money
He watched Jiang Xiao pay. After a while, not including the five dollars of public funds, the things she bought had already cost more than ten yuan!
Originally, Jiang Songhai thought they had made a huge sum of money, and thought they could save at least ten yuan, but in less than an hour, they almost spent it!
When they bought rice, flour and seasonings and meat, Jiang Xiao had only 80 cents left.
Jiang Songhai's steps became even more sluggish, and cold sweat broke out over and over again.
After buying all the things, I still waited for the ox cart in the village under the big banyan tree.
I paid another one cent for the car fee, and only seven cents were left.
"Uncle Songhai, you didn't bring Jiang Xiao with you when you came in the morning. Why was she here?" There were three other villagers in the car, and they were surprised to see Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Songhai smiled bitterly.
"She came with someone else this morning."
You can't say it too clearly, otherwise you will be known that she was not at home last night and lived in someone else's house. You still don't know what rumors will spread when she returns to the village.
If Jiang Songhai and Ge Liutao had not been doting Jiang Xiao, she would have been like this overnight and would have to beat her first when she saw it.
Fortunately, the three villagers on the same ox cart this time were not those who were silly. They were not interested in how Jiang Xiao came to the town, but were surprised to see so many things they carried.
The rice and flour are all in sacks, and you can’t see what it is. The meat and vegetables seasonings are placed in the backpack, covered with cloth, and you can’t see them.
The pile of things that Jiang Xiao was holding was packed in a vegetarian linen bag bought in a bookstore, and half of the rice paper was exposed. The bag was open, and you could see the pigment pencil inside.
They know how expensive these things are. The Jiang family has always been so poor that they can get the money to buy them?
"Jiang Xiao, is this what the teacher asked to buy?" A man couldn't sit still. His sister was also studying. Why didn't she mention buying these things?
Jiang Xiao felt that the man was so familiar when calling his name, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"No, this is what I want to use myself, the teacher didn't ask."
Maybe art teachers in the county and city schools have asked to buy these things, but it is impossible in Siyang Village Primary School. Their teachers know what the students' homes are.
Learning painting is a very expensive major. Where can the villagers in Siyang Village afford it?
The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I just said that my Xiaoxing never said he wanted to buy these things."
Xiao Xing?
Sun Xiaoxing?
Jiang Xiao suddenly realized and remembered it at this time that this man should be Sun Xiaoxing's second brother Sun Jinhe.
Jiang Xiao didn't take this matter to heart.
There are too many people who are traveling with me, so it is not convenient to travel with my grandfather, but seeing that he is a little dazed along the way, Jiang Xiao can't help feeling guilty.
She knew that the speed of spending money today scared her grandfather.
But today the money must be spent.
When they arrived in the village, the two of them jumped out of the ox cart without delay and walked home quickly.
Jiang Xiao finally made money and bought what she wanted and could practice painting to the fullest, so she was in a great mood and wanted to quickly draw some useful paintings. On the one hand, she practiced painting skills and explored the magic of that brush, and on the other hand, she had to prepare for the next time she entered Baigushan.
She is still waiting to make another profit with those mountain goods.
However, Jiang Songhai's mood has not calmed down because of the ups and downs.
He felt that he had to go home and be in a familiar place to feel at ease.
They made twenty-four yuan in one morning!
Chapter completed!