Jing Li really liked it, but he was already eating and drinking for free at Qin Zhao's place and couldn't be so extravagant anymore.

Qin Zhao wanted to persuade him again, but Jing Li said, "Let's look at something else first!"

Besides outerwear, Jing Li also needed undergarments, pants, and shoes, all of which required significant investment. Undergarments required high-quality fabrics, and Jing Li chose carefully. In the end, making two or three sets of clothing, including labor, cost around 740 wen.

When it came time to pay, Jing Li was still reluctant to part with the original piece of material.

Most of the materials he picked today were red, but none of them were as beautiful as the pomegranate red one.

Qin Zhao naturally knew what he was thinking and said to the cloth shop owner, "Wrap up that piece of material as well."

Jing Li was startled: "No, it's so expensive..."

Qin Zhao did not explain and gently interrupted him: "Listen

talk. "

"But……"

The original cost of those was 740 wen, plus this one cost another 530 wen, which makes 1,270 wen.

It would take Qin Zhao a long time to earn so much money.

Qin Zhao added, "There's no need to make the clothes. Just pack the materials and send them to Linxi Village."

Jing Li: “?”

This guy can even make clothes???

Under Jing Li's astonished gaze, Qin Zhao paid the money and tapped him lightly on the forehead: "What are you thinking about? I'll go back to the village and find someone to do it."

If these clothes were made in town, the labor cost alone would be nearly two hundred coins.

But if you buy the materials and go back to the village to find someone to make it, it will only cost a few dozen coins.

Jing Li suddenly understood.

"You are so virtuous and know how to save money." Jing Li said seriously after leaving the cloth shop.

Qin Zhao: "..."

Noticing Qin Zhao's pause, Jing Li turned back to look at him: "What's wrong?"

——I don’t think there is anything wrong with using the word virtuous to describe a man.

Qin Zhao was really curious about what this little fish was thinking about all day.

The little one was still staring back at him, having seemingly completely forgotten about the scales after his trip to the cloth shop. Even with his collar covering his eyes, he couldn't see anything anyway.

Qin Zhao looked at him for a moment and shook his head: "There's no meat at home. Let's go to the market again."

The village was poor, and even the wealthy Chen family didn't often have access to meat. If the farmers knew what Qin Zhao used to feed the fish every day, they would probably be shocked.

No, now it’s time to feed my husband.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao became worried again.

The little guy still doesn't know what "fulang" means, but everyone in the village already regards him as their family's fulang, so this matter certainly cannot be kept secret.

Rather than being asked about it in the future and the little guy saying the wrong thing in a moment of confusion, he should find an opportunity to explain it to him.

Explain when you get home.

After buying some meat and some pastries at the market, Qin Zhao took Jing Li for a walk on the street to see if there was anything else they needed to buy.

The small mountain village is more self-sufficient, and common vegetables, fruits, and eggs can be bought from villagers in the village.

After a while, when the vegetables grown in the vegetable garden at home are ripe, you won’t even need to buy vegetables.

After Jing Li finished eating a piece of sugar cake, Qin Zhao opened the oil paper package and handed it to him. Jing Li was about to reach out to take it, but he stopped because he thought of something.

Qin Zhao asked: "What happened?"

"I don't think this will work." Jing Li looked at the hot cake in Qin Zhao's hand and said, "We are going to

It cost a lot of money.”

Qin Zhao: "..."

I ate half of it before I remembered...

Isn’t it a bit late?

Qin Zhao suppressed his laughter: "It's okay."

Clothes are necessities, and as for these pastries, money is not so tight now, so they are enough for the little guy to have as snacks.

"Why not?" Jing Li was very worried about this. "After the house is built, we still need to buy furniture, a bed, your desk, wardrobe, cabinets. It will cost a lot of money. We have to save some money."

Qin Zhaoping was lectured for nothing. He raised his hand holding the candy cake and said, "Then...are you still going to eat these?"

Jing Li's eyes fell on his hand. The white sugar cake lay quietly in the oil paper package, still steaming.