The peddler came to the capital this time, almost with the hope of the whole village. These fruits are everywhere in their side, the price is cheap, and they can't finish them. They keep them at home to feed pigs and chickens.

He made dried fruit, which was full of praise from men, women and children in the village. I didn't know that there was such a way to eat it before.

Their small place is relatively isolated, definitely not as good as Kyoto, but because of the isolation, there are very few merchants who come to take goods every year, and fruit is a difficult thing to transport. If one rots, it will rot a whole load of fruits.

The merchants lost their money and sighed when they saw the fruit trees full of trees. If these were sent to Kyoto, they would definitely sell for sky-high prices.

After hearing this, the peddler became concerned.

He hadn't even been to the town, but he wanted to go to the capital. He thought that if he told his wife, he would be ridiculed, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law would say that he was not practical and wanted nothing all day long.

He didn't care either, he just said.

As a result, to his surprise, his wife was so excited that she didn't fall asleep all night when she heard him say that she wanted to go to the capital to do business.

Before dawn the next day, he went back to his mother's house and asked his parents to borrow money in order to make up for his travel expenses.

They don't know where the capital is, they only know that this trip will take a long, long way.

For a person who has never traveled far, it is simply a fantasy to come to Kyoto this time.

There are no secrets in the village, and they are passed on to ten, ten to a hundred. At night, many villagers, clansmen, and relatives at home came to his house, and when they arrived, they handed him a purse and left without saying anything.

The peddler opened it and saw that there were heavy copper plates inside, which were still warm.

"Your dried fruit is really good, little brother, is it convenient for you to leave your residence?"

After Li Haitang saw it, she felt like she had found a treasure. She is a person who knows the goods. These fruits are very nutritious for a pregnant woman. A small packet can be eaten as a snack in a while.

There are still bean buns at home, and other people. When visiting relatives and friends in the future, it is definitely a rare item to bring some.

She had already gone to various grocery stores in Kyoto to look for it, and it was very rare to be able to buy a handful of bananas, and she had to rely on Fang Shaoyao's relationship.

For the fruits transported from the south, how much is left in the capital depends on luck, the price is quite expensive, and the ordinary people have no channels to buy them, so they usually don’t go to the shops, and the rich people’s share is lost.

"Ma'am, do you want more?"

The hawker didn't expect to have a business, and was so excited that he wiped his tears.

After he arrived in the capital, he wanted to sell his products, just in time for years ago, but the officials saw him as a stranger and didn't pay taxes, so they drove him everywhere.

The peddlers and the officials fought against each other, secretly fought guerrillas, and knocked on the door of the market to sell.

The people in Kyoto had never seen this, so they tasted a piece, it was fresh and fresh, and then drove him out, saying that his price was too expensive and no one would buy it.

Occasionally, when someone bought a pack, the expression of gritted teeth was particularly reluctant, as if he had tasted his stuff, and he was embarrassed not to give the money.

For several days in a row, the income was bleak, and the goods were not sold much. At night, the peddler secretly wiped his tears behind his wife's back.

He is an old man, so he really shouldn't cry, but when he thinks of being such a waste against the hopes of the whole village, he feels uncomfortable.

The village is not rich, so it costs money to stay in a shop, eat and drink all the way along the way.

There was not much left of the money that the villagers had collected for him, and things in Kyoto were too expensive, so he only dared to eat a bun.

The clerk at the inn saw that it was not easy for him, so he gave him a suggestion, asking him to come out to sell things tonight, maybe he would sell some.

On New Year's Eve, when countless people laughed and cheered, he and his wife had only a plate of dumplings for their New Year's Eve dinner. Looking at the dozen or so copper coins in his pocket, the peddler felt hopeless for the first time.

At this moment, Li Haitang not only bought his things, but also asked where he lived. The peddler was so excited that his mouth trembled.

"I... I, I..."

The more anxious the peddler became, the more he couldn't understand what he said. When he was leaving, his thoughts were filled with the villagers watching him on a long journey. Some people were in tears and asked him to see more of the outside world and come back so that he could talk to them. His grandfather is in his sixties this year, and he is not in good health. When he left, he took his hand and said, "little dog, you are promising, go early and come back early, even if you can't sell it, it's okay, come back and tell grandpa, is there no poor people in Kyoto?"

, all the streets are wearing silk and satin? "

"Ma'am, we live in the Xuanwu Inn, which is at the corner of an alley outside the west city."

This time, the peddler was a husband and wife on the road together. The two of them had no money to buy a carriage, so they just pushed the cart. Along the way, the wheels of the cart were replaced countless times.

Seeing that he was at a loss for words, his wife was afraid that the business would be lost, so she hurriedly added.

"How many are there?"

Cars and horses are banned in the inner city, Li Haitang figured out that it would be inconvenient for outsiders to deliver goods, so she could pick them up for these delicious dried fruits.

"There are a few hundred catties."

The peddler's daughter-in-law smiled, "Do you want to weigh by the catty?"

It's good to be able to sell a catty! Now, they can pay for the accommodation in the inn and go home as soon as possible.

"Yes, a few hundred catties..."

Li Haitang calculated that if he bought so much at once, it seemed that he couldn't finish it all.

But there are a lot of servants in the family, and there are also food in the shop. She also has a food shop, and she will definitely not lose money if she sells it in the shop.

"take them all."

Originally, she was thinking that she couldn't take all the cheap things by herself, but looking at the people around her, she didn't look at these, and she was more interested in the hand-made fish **** at the stall next door, so don't blame her.

Take it in one fell swoop!

"Originally there could be more, but this one is not easy to preserve. My husband and I don't have a carriage, and the road was wet by rain. We didn't want to throw it away, so we ate it ourselves."

After the hawker's wife finished speaking, she was very embarrassed, but she can guarantee that all the leftovers are crunchy. Her man has tested it, and it is generally not damp. Their climate is more humid than that of Kyoto, and it does not affect the taste.

"That's fine, I trust you!"

Li Haitang squinted her eyes, she bought something delicious, she liked it, so her mood was high.

"Then, I'll weigh you a catty..."

As soon as the little lady finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong. She and her man looked at each other and asked in unison, "You said, you want everything?"

"That's right, according to your price, keep it all for me. At this moment, you should go back quickly, and don't sell it here."

Seeing that the couple didn't move, Li Haitang was still dumbfounded. He estimated that the two of them would have to react for a while, so he greeted Wu Fu and the others, helped the hawker clean up the stall, and poked his head to the side and said, "Don't look at it, there's nothing there. It's sold out!"

Now, it is so popular with the surrounding people, it will be sold out as soon as it is sold out, and the eyes are on other people's bodies, so don't let people see it, is there any reason?

Wu Fu grabbed a banana slice in his hand, put it in his mouth, and made two slamming sounds. She always felt that there was a glare. she. Wufu: …