Su Qingma saw the quarrel and shoving ahead, and stopped to look.

Seeing that the vegetable market was very crowded, the vegetables and livestock brought by rural farmers were placed on the ground at will, and if possible, they would be equipped with a board and placed on the board. If the conditions were better, there would be a board truck, which would be placed on the board truck.

The vegetables were picked and pushed all the way, and the leaves were a little wilted. From time to time, people splashed with water, and the whole street became a little wet.

In addition, the excrement from livestock, the feathers of poultry and wild animals, the killing of fish by fish, and the waste that sells meat cuts and throws away from meat, the mosquitoes that lead to the ropes...

The whole street looked crowded and messy.

Su Qingma saw many women who were dressed in a fine manner and covered their noses with a veil. She hurriedly didn't even pick them up. She didn't count the money she found, and turned her head and left after buying them.

Some people don’t care about the environment, or they may be used to it, picking at the vegetable stalls and bargaining with farmers, making them lively and lively.

Looking at the place where the quarrels and shoves, a bunch of people gathered together. After listening for a while, Su Qingma also understood.

It turned out that a few bastards came to collect the stall protection fee early in the morning. Before a farmer could sell the chicken, duck and vegetables, they had to pay a large sum of money. They were a little angry and started arguing with the other party.

The neighboring villagers couldn't stand it and asked a few words, but they were beaten by the bastard, and both sides started to fight.

Su Qingma looked at the farmer's stall and saw a cage on the ground, where two chickens and a duck with feet tied and wings were vaguely seen inside. Next to the cage were half a basket of eggs and half a frame of vegetables.

It probably sold some.

It may not be much profitable if you sell all of these, so you will have to charge fifty cents for protection fees.

The farmers' eyes were full of money. They might have walked dozens of miles in the morning and worked hard to sell it with their hands and shoulders. The money they received was not enough to pay the protection fee, so they would be anxious.

"We didn't say we wouldn't pay the protection fee, but it was too much. We couldn't make so much in the morning..." The elderly farmer begged weakly, begging. Two and a half-year-old grandchildren were close to him, pinching the corner of his clothes, looking fearful.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you only sell vegetables, we will only collect 100 cents, but look at yours, you sell poultry! Look at the ground that is made for you. And we saw this morning, you picked a basket of chickens and ducks, and there were at least seven or eight. If you collect 50 cents, it is all for the sake of the villagers in the country, so you don't forget yours."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "No, not that much, so he only brought four chickens and one duck here, and there were three of them that were not sold. One of them would only earn a few cents of hard money..."

Those bastards didn't listen: "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't hand over, we will take you away."

"No!" When the old man heard that the chickens and ducks were about to be taken away, he became anxious and subconsciously rushed to the chicken cage.

The people watching the fun next to them whispered.

"This group of people is really going to eat people. They have all the hard-earned money in the morning."

"Isn't it? No one cares about this anymore? If the villagers dare not come to sell vegetables, what will the people in our town eat?"

"That's to say, it's enough to collect two or three words. Why do you charge so much? You still think that the floor is dirty, as if they can clean it up after collecting money."

Someone who didn't know the truth looked at the gangsters and asked the people next to him: "Are they from the county government?"

Some onlookers looked contemptuous: "Where did the county government come from our town? There are some scattered officials sent by the county government in our town. Look, they are scholars from the Liu family on Qian Street. But they didn't say they asked someone to ask for protection fees. This group of people came to rob them at first."

After listening for a while, Su Qingma understood the whole story, and then looked at the market carefully, thinking about something.

When she came to her senses, several gangsters left with their hands holding sticks and holding them with great enthusiasm.

When passing by her, Su Qingma felt that one of them looked familiar. She turned her head and looked carefully. Oh, isn't it familiar?

Some time ago, Mr. Su mentioned the widowed leopard girl in the village in her ear, saying that she was widowed and had a son, and life was so sad. Xiao Qingyang and Xiao Qingxing also always talked about leopard, saying that the children in the village were afraid of him.

Those days, the vegetables in the Su family's vegetable field disappeared for no reason. Her step-grandmother cursed at the direction of the Leopard's house for several days.

This led to Su Qingma's name being well-known for the leopard.

Looking at the leopard, she looks like a dog, and her clothes are bright. She looks like a twenties and twenties.

Due to the behavior of their mother and mother, no one in the neighborhood wanted to marry his family. As a result, they were all old and still had a bachelor. The only thing left was his mother, and she begged her grandfather to ask him for a marriage, but no matter how greedy the matchmaker was, she was unwilling to go to his family.

When the person who said he was a relative, the door was not open.

At this moment, Su Qingma saw that he looked like he was flowing in the air, holding a half-meter-long glowing stick in one hand, knocking on the palm of the other hand from time to time, passing by her.

Maybe I noticed Su Qingma's gaze and looked at Su Qingma... Maybe I think Su Qingma looks familiar and frowned and thought.

Su Qingma didn't want to deal with him, so she quickly looked away, and the other party did not stop.

It was not until their group left that Su Qingniang moved to the vegetable market.

Looking at the old man who was charged fifty cents, he was hugging his two grandchildren and wiping his tears.

His grandson, who was twelve or thirteen years old, lowered his head, held the rope of the chicken cage tightly in his hand, pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of hatred. The younger granddaughter hugged the old man's arm and hid the eyes of the onlookers.

Su Qingma sighed softly.

There were three chickens and ducks in the cage, but they were not only sold for fifty cents. If they were taken away, it would be better to lose. Looking at the stall on the ground, he paid the money, but I was afraid that there would be few left in the hard work of the day today.

Su Qingxian looked at the chickens and ducks in his cage and found that they were well raised, with smooth hair and eggs in the basket being wiped cleanly. Although the vegetables in the vegetable frame were turned up in a mess, it was obvious that the vegetables and vegetables were also well grown, and there were not many insect eyes.

When Su Qingma looked at the three grandparents and grandchildren, the onlookers had already surrounded him and bought everything from his stall because of sympathy for the family.

The old man reacted and thanked the buyer while weighing. After being comforted by everyone, the three grandparents and grandchildren felt much calmer, and they wiped their tears and quickly helped the buyer tie up chickens, ducks and vegetables.

In the end, the half basket of eggs was also bought by an old lady.

The old man and his family packed up their loads with gratitude, supported each other, and walked out of the vegetable market in a hurry.

Su Qingma looked a little sad. The people at the bottom had no money or power, and lived the hardest.

Su Qingma slowly started to wander around the vegetable market.

I found that the varieties were quite rich, including fish, meat, poultry and wild animals, various eggs, mountain delicacies, river food, and vegetables.

But there is no good plan. The whole street is crowded and messy, and there are too many people buying around the stalls, making it difficult to walk.

Farmers crowded together and placed the things they brought on the ground at will, with water stains, dirt, and mosquitoes on the ground. Some watery places are muddy and can't even get out of their feet.

The farmer had a pair of straw sandals, his clothes were gray, and the patches were stacked with patches, and he would get dirty and he didn't care. However, most of the people who came out of town bought were wealthy, and most of the shoes were cloth shoes on their feet, and the women were covered with long skirts. Once they stepped on them, their shoes became dirty and watered, and the dresses were splashed with mud and water.

Many people walked on tiptoe, screaming when they stepped on water, holding their dresses and shaking off, and their brows were also frowning.

Su Qingma walked around and the experience was really bad.

I bought some ingredients and carried them all over my hands, so I prepared to walk back.

If both hands are taken, you can't take the hem of your skirt at no time, so you can only walk slowly on tiptoe. When you pass through the muddy section, you will look down and see that the cloth shoes are soaked, the footwear inside is soaked in water, and the hem of the skirt is also full of mud spots.

Just as he was frowning, the ingredients on his hands were snatched away.
Chapter completed!