Chapter 275: 275 Grab the jar sale
Chapter 275: 275 Grab the jar sale
Chapter 275: 275 Grab the jar sale
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“Since none of you are leaving, I should get back to my errands.” Su Qingyue picked up her basket and the empty jar, “No matter how expensive the medicinal paste is, we used so much money on the ingredients. When in desperate need of cash, copper coins are more practical. At least we can exchange them for food.”
Qian Zhang’s wife stared at the jar in her hand, “Wife of the Xiao Family, this jar looks pretty nice and new. Since you’re selling everything else at a loss, why don’t you sell this jar to me? I’ll give you seven cents for it.”
“This jar in her hand is very delicate, not those rough jars worth only a few cents. Its market price is twenty cents.” Ding Er shook his head, “Qian Zhang’s wife, you’re taking too much advantage of others. Offering only seven cents? If she’s willing to sell for fifteen cents, I would buy it.”
“I’m willing to offer sixteen cents,” Wang Qigu also took a liking to the jar, “My family needs a jar for pickling vegetables. It’s so new, seems like it’s only been used for a few days. I’d buy it for eighteen cents, so I don’t have to go all the way to the town.”
“I would like to sell it. I’m short on money right now, so I’d even let it go for three to five cents.” Su Qingyue hadn’t even finished speaking when Qian Zhang’s wife, worried that someone else would buy it first, immediately moved to take the jar, “Then you sell it to me…”
Su Qingyue held onto it, “Sister-in-law Qian, let me finish. I cannot sell it.”
“Why can’t you sell it?” Qian Zhang’s wife instantly put on a stern face, “If you think the money is not enough, I’ll give you one more cent…”
“It’s not about that.” If she had to sell, she would sell to the highest bidder. Su Qingyue felt helpless, “This jar isn’t from my house; it belongs to Aunt Zhang’s family. I borrowed it. How can I sell someone else’s stuff? I borrowed it to carry things, and now I have to return it.”
Qian Zhang’s wife reluctantly let go of the jar, “You should have said that earlier.”
“You were too anxious to snatch it away and didn’t even let me finish talking.”
The crowd burst into laughter. Wang Qigu laughed exaggeratedly, “Qian Zhang’s wife, you’re too greedy for a bargain. I just remembered, Aunt Zhang’s family bought this jar a few days ago. I saw it and didn’t expect that they would lend it to Su Qingyue.”
Having become the joke, Qian Zhang’s wife lost face, “I’m just saying, considering how poor the Xiao Family is, how could they afford such a delicate and expensive jar? They can barely manage to use a few-cent jar. The Xiao Family is so poor and they have no land or fields…”
Seeing Su Qingyue about to leave, she chased after her and asked, “Wife of the Xiao Family, did you collect the five taels of silver you owe?”
The others also had expressions of curiosity.
“Not enough, there’s still a large gap.” Su Qingyue shook her head, displaying her worries, “It’s almost getting dark, and I don’t know what to do when Granny Sun comes to collect the debt later.”
She wouldn’t be stupid enough to tell them absolutely everything, and she wouldn’t tell them that she had only managed to gather 100 copper coins by selling medicinal paste. Secrets couldn’t be kept for long in the village with so many relatives.
In case Granny Sun found out that she only needed this small amount of money, she might deliberately have someone buy back the medicinal paste. In such a case, Su Qingyue would be short on cash and have no choice but to use her house as collateral.
“Then what does your family plan to do about the debt?” Qian Zhang’s wife was very curious.
“As a woman, I can’t really make any decisions.” Qingyue said bitterly, “When the time comes, I’ll just follow my second brother, third brother, and fourth brother.”
Liu Xiaohong sneered, “That goes without saying. They’ll definitely sell Su
Qingyue to pay off the debt.”
Ding Er disagreed, “You don’t know, Liu Family. In the early morning, Granny Sun tried to collect the debt, but the Xiao Family’s three sons would rather mortgage their house and live in a mountain cave….”