Early the next morning, Xiaoxiao's house was filled with people delivering cabbages.
"Don't crowd, please line up. As long as the cabbages are well preserved, we'll buy them,"
Xiaoxiao was maintaining order, Yang Dong operated the scale, and Xiaoxiao paid the money. The older and second sisters-in-law were in charge of picking out the cabbages, discarding the bad ones and only keeping the good ones!
"Yang Ming's wife, what on earth do you need all these cabbages for?"
Someone couldn't hold back their curiosity, and everybody else also wanted to know what their family would do with so many cabbages.
"Actually, I'm just collecting them for someone else. I have some connection with the Yuelai Restaurant in the county city. They need these cabbages for their dishes, so I thought of our village! I also negotiated some benefits for you, got an extra half wen for each!"
This was not the time to tell the truth, to avoid others getting ideas. It was still better to keep a low profile.