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Chapter 308 - 308 Yellow Flowers
308 Yellow Flowers
In order to distinguish them from the common raspberries, they said that they would name these different berries as strawberries, which made sense.
When Jiang Yue and Xue Yan returned home after seeing all the fields, they heard Liu Guixia say in surprise, “So some raspberry flowers have yellow flowers and some have white flowers. I didn’t notice it before, but when I saw that the flowers were white, I just thought that they had always been white.”
“Yes, yes.” Li Hehua and the others all agreed, indicating that they thought the same.
Obviously, she had heard about the dispute between Chunmei and the village chief’s wife.
This time, it was Jiang Yue who spoke.
“Xue Yan and I didn’t notice it at first. We saw that the field was full of white flowers, so we thought that all raspberry flowers were white,” Jiang Yue said.
“Who would pay attention to the color of the flowers and gra.s.s in the wild?” Yu Hongyan said with a smile. “If it wasn’t for Chunmei and the others noticing and knowing, we probably wouldn’t even know about this either.”
“Yes, you’re right.” Liu Guixia and the others laughed and echoed.
That night, Jiang Yue entered her s.p.a.ce again and found that the small piece of yellow soil and the small pool of water in her s.p.a.ce had not changed at all. She then left them alone.
There was also a tomato plant growing on that small piece of yellow soil. It was the one she had planted last time because there was still a red tomato fruit hanging on it. This tomato plant was still very fresh.
She had already eaten the fruits on it and shared them with Xue Yan, and there was only one left. She didn’t want to eat tomatoes now, so she left them hanging there. She would pick it off when she wanted to eat it.
In any case, as long as it was still on the plant and had not been plucked, it would always remain fresh, so she was not in a hurry.
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On this day, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan followed Xue Sifu to the town to sell rice noodles as usual. As soon as they arrived at the stall, they were told by the aunt diagonally opposite to collect the license plate and pay the money before they could continue to set up their stall.
“I thought we didn’t have to pay rent here?” Xue Sifu asked.
The aunt smiled and said, “Now that business is flowing here we do! It’s all because of your rice noodles. An hour ago, someone came asl for a license and to pay up. We’ve already paid and received the license. You should go quickly. The person in charge of collecting the card told us to tell you if you came.”
“Alright, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Xue Sifu was busy unloading the goods from the ox cart, setting up the sunshade, delivering the ox cart, getting water, and other trivial tasks. He didn’t want to collect the license and pay the money himself.
“Xue Yan, take Jiang Yue to get the license and pay the fee.”
“Okay.” Xue Yan had no opinion.
“The wooden signs show the exact location. We don’t plan to change places for the time being. Let’s leave it at that. I think this place is quite good. Many people already know that our store is here. There were even repeating customers. You can go and collect the license and pay two months’ worth of money first.”
“Okay.”
It would be ten coins a day, that would be 300 coins a month, and 600 coins in two months. Xue Sifu gave Xue Yan 600 coins, and Xue Yan left with Jiang Yue.
The place to collect the license and pay for the stall was at the other end of the street. There was a shop-like house there, and two people dressed like teachers sat in front of the table. They held a pen and dipped it in ink. The registration, license, dealing with customers, and collecting money were all done by these two people.