The old lady was very pleased with Ye Wanying's attitude: "I'm not one to take advantage of others. One yuan and sixty cents, young lady, are you willing?"

One dollar and sixty cents was indeed a lot. The old woman, true to her word, hadn't taken advantage of me. On the black market, rice usually cost one to one dollar and two cents per pound, and my rice wasn't even in the same league as theirs. That's why the old woman had given me one dollar and sixty cents. Although I could sell it for a higher price, I didn't plan to stay in the black market any longer with my child.

"Okay, one dollar and sixty cents it is. How much do you want, ma'am?"

The old lady glanced at the rice in Ye Wanying's basket again: "I'll take it all. How much do you have?"

What a big buyer!

Ye Wanying was already counting the money in her mind. The rice in the basket was from two bags of rice she had taken from her spatial storage. Each bag weighed 25 kilograms, or 50 jin, so the two bags would weigh 100 jin.

"Auntie, I weighed it in the village and it's 100 jin. How about we find somewhere else to weigh it again?" But what you say might not be believed by others, right?

To everyone's surprise, the old lady waved her hand and said, "I'm always good at judging people. You're not one of those cunning and deceitful people. I trust you." As she spoke, she took out a wrapped handkerchief, filled with a full 160 yuan, and handed it to Ye Wanying.

"By the way, young lady, this old lady can't carry such heavy things. Could you help me take them home? My home isn't far, it's just in the alley outside the black market."

Ye Wanying had no objection and nodded: "Okay!"

...

Following the old lady through many twists and turns, we finally arrived.

"My home is right here, young lady, why don't you come in and have a glass of water?" The old lady's cheerful manner really reminded me of my maternal grandmother.

Ye Wanying politely declined, saying, "No, thank you for your kindness, but my sister is waiting for me at the market!"

The old lady looked a little regretful: "Never mind, if you have any grain to sell in the future, just come here to find me. Even if I don't buy it, I have several girlfriends here who need it."

Ye Wanying wasn't ungrateful; she knew the old lady was trying to get her business. "Thank you, Auntie!" she said, thinking that if she came again next time, she would give the old lady more things.

...........

On her way back, Ye Wanying secretly returned the basket to the owner's house. Luckily, she wasn't discovered, otherwise she would definitely have been caught. In this era, stealing could result in immediate execution!

Unlike later societies, where if a thief is injured, the homeowner has to pay compensation; if the thief dies, the homeowner's family faces imprisonment and further compensation...

She glanced at the watch in her pocket; only half an hour had passed. She had arranged to meet Ye Yu in an hour, so she figured she might as well use this time to buy something. After all, Ye Wanying had now been promoted to the wealthy class.

That's a full 160 yuan, which is equivalent to a family's annual income in the countryside.

Thinking about how everyone in the family wore clothes patched upon patched, and how Ye's younger brother's pants were obviously too short, and how Ye's mother had only worn one new dress for her wedding, and had worn hand-me-downs for so many years. In the past, she would wear Ye Xinghua's hand-me-downs, which could be altered, and later she would wear her own hand-me-downs. After all, the Ye family spoiled her, and they would make her a new dress every year or two. As for Ye Xinghua's hand-me-downs, Ye Chenyang had grown up, so it was now Ye Chenyang's turn to wear them.