After looking around for a while, Li Jia did not dislike the sludge of the paddy fields at all and walked directly onto the ridge of the field.

"Brother-in-law, I'll give you some good things!" Seeing an old man sitting on the edge of the field with his legs sludged, Li Jia smiled slightly, went over and sat down, and said.

"Don't dare, don't dare--" Looking at the stolen pot, the old man was so scared that he saw his silk and rich young man, who was even more powerful, didn't dare to come back, so he could only lie down tremblingly.

"Don't be afraid, try it!" Li Jia took out a bag of snow salt from her pocket and sprinkled some into the clay pot. This is for feeding horses, and the horses also need to replenish salt.

"This--" The old man looked at the unmelted salt in the pot, and looked at the smiling little husband in disbelief, then shook it gently and took a sip carefully.

Then, a faint salty smell surged from the tip of his tongue to his throat, nourishing his internal organs, and instantly squinted his eyes and smiled.

This is the taste of salt, and there are quite a lot of it!

He had such luxury, his wrinkled face immediately stretched out.

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man bowed and carefully put the pottery jar on his face, then said, "Young guy is a rich man at first sight. He doesn't dislike me, the old man. I guess he wants to ask if you have something to do!"

"Hahaha, that's right!" It turns out that he is an old man. He knows that there are good things for no reason and must have something to ask for. Li Jia took off her boots, took off her socks, and felt the moisturizing of mud and water barefoot.

That's how comfortable it feels.

"Dadlock, don't you know how your life is?"

"The old man suffered a lot in his life. When he was young, the Ma family emperor fought a war, and then he was a native of the Tang Dynasty. Then he had another Emperor of Tang a few years ago, so he was born."

The old man licked his lower lips, drank another sip of salt water, and then said: "Life is still alive. Five or six acres of land in the family, the eldest son died of illness, and the second son disappeared when he joined the army. The younger son is now married and has given birth to a few young grandchildren."

"There are two daughters, the eldest daughter is married, and the younger daughter is still at home!"

"On weekdays, my son farms and my daughter-in-law weaves cloth. I will make half an acre of tea fields to collect some tea, and I can sell it for a hundred yuan. After paying the grain, I can still survive. It's just that disasters are hard to prevent. My old woman left last year..."

"Thinking about making more tea, saving some money, saving more dowry for your daughter, so you can get married!"

The old man frowned and sighed as soon as he mentioned his daughter.

"How old is my father-in-law's little daughter?" Li Jia said curiously.

"It's seventeenth. If you don't marry, you'll be an old girl!"

"Why don't you marry?"

"The dowry is not enough!" the old man said helplessly: "Now there is no dowry worth five or six guan, so I can't get married. No one wants it. My family still lacks half a guan. I will get married in the spring of next year!"

"Is the dowry that high?" Li Jia was surprised. This world was the opposite of later generations. Women could not get married. It was strange that men wanted to get a high dowry.

Hunan has a vast land and sparsely populated land, and the land price is cheap. One acre of cooked land is only two or three stale coins. It takes two acres of land as a dowry, which is indeed high enough.

"Young man lives in a big house every day, so he naturally doesn't know that we are the common people!" The old man glanced at him and thought to himself that he was another rich child who did not eat the grains of the world, and continued:

"Our Changsha Mansion has been fighting for decades. The males have suffered great losses and many soldiers have joined the army. Naturally, men are popular and women are worried about marrying!!"

"Besides, our daughter is a good teacher in the textile industry. If the dowry is low, it will be despised by people. The family has good food and clothing, so naturally we have to buy more dowry!"

"My daughter weaving cloth every day at home, making a lot of money, and she has less dowry, so we feel guilty!"

"I'm not afraid of you making jokes. Her daughter's dowry is earned by herself!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jia was speechless.

This is caused by the social environment.

As soon as the male young man came, naturally, men became valuable.

Secondly, the woman started weaving and spinning in her boudoir, and her status in her family was also high. In a sense, she was on par with her son. Naturally, her parents also liked making money and it was natural that her daughters would buy a generous dowry.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the people's family is rich. If most of them are penniless, a high dowry is naturally a joke.

"Did you have cows at home?"

"Are you referring to a buffalo?" the old man whispered: "This is too expensive. A calf needs more than ten chunks. It is more expensive than a daughter. We can't afford it!"

"But my daughter has to marry and the years are better, so I should be able to save money to buy a cow. No, I still have to buy a loom. The loom at home is old and I have to buy a new one. Weaving can make more money than farming!"

"If the fields were not empty, it would be a pity. I would have asked my son to serve the tea fields with me!"

"In the past two years, grain prices have been lower, salt has been cheaper, and taxes have been lower. I hope there will be more days like this..."

The old man kept talking, and then asked a few little guys who pulled the weeds to come over and let them drink a few sips of salt water in the clay pot. The two little guys smacked their lips and drank them with relish.

"The price of salt is so high?" Seeing the grandparents and grandchildren's love for salt water, Li Jia smiled and handed over a bag of salt in her pocket.

"We don't produce salt, we shipped from the north. In the past, a pound of salt costs sixty or seventy yuan, but now it's twenty or thirty yuan, which is very expensive, but at least we can put salt in the dishes occasionally..."

The old man touched his grandson's little head and said with a smile: "I didn't have that good salt before, and I often can't buy it!" "But my daughter has married and the years are better, so I should be able to save money to buy cows. No, I still have to buy a loom. The loom at home is old and I have to buy new ones. Weaving can make more money than farming!"

"If the fields were not empty, it would be a pity. I would have asked my son to serve the tea fields with me!"

"In the past two years, grain prices have been lower, salt has been cheaper, and taxes have been lower. I hope there will be more days like this..."

The old man kept talking, and then asked a few little guys who pulled the weeds to come over and let them drink a few sips of salt water in the clay pot. The two little guys smacked their lips and drank them with relish.

"The price of salt is so high?" Seeing the grandparents and grandchildren's love for salt water, Li Jia smiled and handed over a bag of salt in her pocket.

"We don't produce salt, we shipped from the north. In the past, a pound of salt costs sixty or seventy yuan, but now it's twenty or thirty yuan, which is very expensive, but at least we can put salt in the dishes occasionally..."

The old man touched his grandson's little head and said with a smile: "I didn't eat that good salt before, and I often can't buy it!" We don't produce salt, and we shipped it from the north. In the past, a pound of salt costs sixty or seventy yuan, but now it's twenty or thirty yuan, which is very expensive, but at least we can put salt in the dishes occasionally..."
Chapter completed!