It now has a tail.

Gu An'an didn't take it to heart.

She dragged Jiang Mingxu to wander around the market.

The little boy had an uneven stature, so he inevitably limped when he walked. Gu An'an originally wanted to carry him, but the little boy had a strong will and refused to be carried no matter what.

Gu An'an simply slowed down her pace.

Seeing the candied hawthorns for sale, Jiang Mingxu couldn't resist stopping, but he didn't say anything.

Gu An'an stopped. "You're a boy, why do you like eating this kind of sweet and sour food?"

This annoyed Jiang Mingxu. "What's wrong with boys? You said the ones who go to the city with you will eat good food, and you didn't keep your word!"

The young man angrily shook off Gu An'an's hand, which made Gu An'an laugh. "You have quite a temper. You should know how to make sure you want to eat something delicious."

What should he do? Jiang Mingxu realized that this woman wanted him to call her "mother"?

He only...

The candied hawthorns looked really delicious. He remembered seeing his aunt's children eat them, but he had never done it himself...

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Mother."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

nonsense!

He's spouting nonsense with his eyes wide open.

Jiang Mingxu was so angry that his cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish, but when he saw the candied hawthorn, he still tugged at Gu An'an's sleeve and shouted, "Mom, I want to eat candied hawthorn."

That's a good boy. Gu An'an patted the boy's head. "Mommy will buy Mingxu some candied hawthorns."

This is the perfect time to eat candied hawthorns. The sweet and sour hawthorns are coated with a layer of syrup, with a hint of sourness, making them incredibly delicious.

Jiang Mingxu carefully chewed the candied hawthorn in his mouth, afraid that he would eat it too fast and miss out on its flavor.

Gu An'an found a spot, placed the half-baked bamboo basket of persimmons on the ground, and began hawking her persimmons.

"Sweet and not astringent persimmons, only one penny each, don't miss out if you pass by!"

There's never a shortage of vendors hawking their wares at the market, but there really aren't any young wives like Gu An'an.

Passersby couldn't help but glance over here.

"Young lady, what persimmon isn't astringent? Don't try to fool me."

"Exactly, this is a complete stranger. If I buy it and can't eat it, am I supposed to come back to you?"

"Let's all go, this is a scam."

Seeing that the potential customers who had been watching were about to leave, Gu An'an quickly took out a ripe persimmon from the basket, "Try it before you buy, if it's not sweet or astringent, you don't have to pay."

It's already early winter, long past the season for persimmons.

Half of the persimmons that Gu An'an picked from the tree were ripe, which is why she was in a hurry to sell them at the market.

But when you're selling something, you can't reveal all your cards, can you?

She didn't look anxious at all; she just kept calling out her orders.

If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay.

This statement is always useful, because it taps into people's desire to get a good deal.

A middle-aged woman immediately came over and said, "Let me try it."

Gu An'an smiled and handed over an easy persimmon.

The woman was quick; after peeling the persimmon, she sucked the whole thing into her mouth in one gulp, leaving Jiang Mingxu, who was eating candied hawthorn, dumbfounded: "Can you eat it like that?"

The middle-aged woman licked the persimmon juice off her lips and said, "These persimmons aren't very sweet, so I won't pay you. How about I try another one?"

Gu An'an stopped the outstretched hand with a smile, "You're eating so happily even though it's not sweet, Auntie, are you suffering from diabetes?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd. Everyone knew that Aunt Cao was a woman who loved to take advantage of others, and no one could say anything to her when they were taken advantage of.

I never expected to run into someone with a bad temper today, and I snapped back at them.

Aunt Cao was embarrassed. "You, what nonsense are you talking about!" She quickly grabbed a persimmon and ran away, making Jiang Mingxu anxious. "Mother, she stole our persimmons."

The limping little boy was about to chase after her when Gu An'an stopped him.

"As you can all see, this old lady is shameless enough to take my persimmons."

The eyes of the masses are discerning; who could not see that these persimmons are delicious?

Those who were slow didn't get any. "Young lady, will you come again tomorrow?"

Gu An'an replied with a smile, "I won't be coming tomorrow, but I'll be here the day after tomorrow morning."

I earned less than fifty coins from selling persimmons, plus the money I made from selling rose hips.

Finally, we have rice and noodles to cook.

Gu An'an packed up the baskets, preparing to take Jiang Mingxu to the rice and flour shop to buy some rice. "Why haven't you finished eating yet?"

There are only six hawthorns on a string of candied hawthorns, and after so long, there are still half left.

Jiang Mingxu coughed lightly, "I want my brothers to try it too, they've never had it before."

Gu An'an felt a pang of sadness at the little boy's words. If this were the 21st century, a child as smart and clever as him would probably be pampered by his parents.

That damned Jiang Laosan, he only cares about giving birth but not raising children. It would be best if he died out there and never came back, otherwise she'll beat him every time she sees him!

"My dear child, I'll buy one skewer for each of your brothers later. You can just eat yours."

The little boy's eyes widened upon hearing this, staring at Gu An'an in disbelief. "Didn't you say that we'd only get good food if we went to the city with you?"

Gu An'an: "..."

You're not being a good boy at all, kid.

After tidying up the bamboo basket and carrying it on her back, Gu An'an picked up the little girl and said, "If you kiss me, I'll buy you some pastries. Sweet and fragrant pastries, do you want some?"

Of course!

Jiang Mingxu's eyes lit up as he looked at the woman's face as she leaned in. He quickly leaned in and kissed her, saying, "Then you have to keep your word."

He's someone who's easy to bribe.

Gu An'an pinched the brat's cheek. "Why would I lie to you? Let's eat more. We won't bring them any this time."

These words made Jiang Mingxu feel somewhat guilty, as if he had been eating alone.

Although, he hasn't tasted any sweet and delicious pastries yet.

Now that Gu An'an had money in her hands, she felt secure. As she passed by the meat stall, her eyes lit up. "Brother, how much is this meat?"

It is worth noting that while the types of meat consumed on the Chinese people's tables changed repeatedly in ancient times, pork was never considered a high-class food.

The wealthy refused to eat it, and the poor didn't know how to cook it. This directly led to pork being as cheap as dirt.

You can tell a lot about this by looking at the meat stall; the dog meat and mutton are reduced to just bones, while the pork is still mostly left.

"Six coins a pound."

So cheap!

Gu An'an concealed her emotions, "Then what about the bone?"

Upon hearing this, the butcher knew the man was a poor fellow. "If you buy pork, I'll give you a free bone."

He's at a loss as to what to do with all this meat that he can't sell.

Gu An'an wanted to hear those words: "Then I'll take this piece of pork."

She spoke in an extremely extravagant manner, like a wealthy young man who squanders money like water.