The Lucky Farmgirl

Mr. Zhuang quickly asked, "Where did you get your seeds from?"

Bai Shanbao yawned and said, "We bought them from Manbao’s family. She said their seeds are good and even gave us a little discount, but there wasn’t really any discount. Manor Head Bai said they were as expensive as those from the grain stores in the county town."

Manbao was not pleased. She stopped trying to sleep, climbed out of bed, and said, "Well, doesn’t that mean I’ve provided home delivery? Plus, it was my sister-in-law who helped to distribute the seeds. Would a grain store in the county town do that for you?"

Bai Shanbao said gloomily, "This year’s seeds are three times more expensive than last year’s."

"Exactly," Manbao wasn’t the least bit ashamed, instead she put her hands on her hips and continued, "That’s why, after selling so many seeds, I don’t even have noodles to eat. Now, the steamed buns we eat at home are made with bran mixed in."

Manbao did have many leftover grains in her system, but she couldn’t just wave her hand and make those grains appear, nor could she eat the raw grains. She could only sneak a few handfuls of grain into the storage bags when nobody was looking, daring not to take too much at once.

Once, she added a bit too much, and her mother became quite surprised, wondering how the grain bag seemed never to empty, yet somehow had more than before.

Keke then strictly forbade her from adding more than a couple of handfuls every now and then, making Manbao wonder how long it would take to add all that grain.

So Manbao was worried. She became anxious whenever the topic of exchanging seeds came up, feeling that she would never again buy seeds from future folks to get new ones.

Wouldn’t it be better to just exchange seeds directly?

It was a pity no one was interested in her seeds.