Sister Lian bought them clothes, provided them with a place to settle down, and made plans for their future. Such kindness cannot be compared to any amount of money given to them by others.
Then, Ah Si and Ah Wu gave Song Ruier a good beating.
Qiao Dayong glanced back, a smile appearing on his face.
He knew that Ah Si and Ah Wu were with him. If he beat such small children in the street, people would say that he was bullying the younger ones and would despise him. But beating Ah Si and Ah Wu would be different.
Fists and feet rained down on her, and Song Ruier clutched her head and wailed.
While angrily thinking that he would definitely find out where Qiao Lian'er got her goods, he knew what stall number eight was selling, so what difference did it make if he didn't go there.
Qiao Lian'er had Da Meng and Xiao Meng unload the ingredients from the carriage, then drove the carriage away, calling out to A Da, A Er, and A San as she went.
As for Ah Si and Ah Wu, they were keeping an eye on Song Ruier.
Qiao Lian'er first went to the city magistrate and said she wanted to buy an iron pot.
To buy an iron pot, you need to obtain the relevant documents first, and each household must register how many iron utensils they own.
"Aren't you the little girl from stall number eight? You already have an iron stove, two cooking pots, and an iron pan. Isn't that enough?" the magistrate said, frowning.
“We have enough for our stall, but these children are the only ones who need a pot to cook. They’ve just been settled in a dilapidated courtyard that no one lives in. They need a pot to cook. Adults, look at these little ones, all without parents, wandering around like this. How pitiful.”
As Qiao Lian'er spoke, she slipped a piece of silver into the magistrate's hand.
Although there are pots made of other materials, iron pots are the best to use, and the food cooked in them tastes the best.
"Alright, just one bite, no more." Only then did the magistrate issue the document.
"I promise I won't come. If I do come, it'll be to pay you for the stall."
The magistrate burst into laughter upon hearing this, thinking, "This girl is quite cunning."
Qiao Lian'er took the documents, drove the carriage, and bought an iron pot and spatula, as well as various spices and rapeseed oil.
Then, they drove the carriage to the outside of that abandoned courtyard.
She had originally intended to instruct Ah San and the others to build a mud brick stove, but then she saw a large earthen stove in the area where the weeds had been cleared. It was the round kind with a large iron pot on it.
It must have been used by the original owner to boil water and slaughter pigs.
"Ah Da, unload everything from the carriage."
"Okay." Ah Da and the others still didn't know what Qiao Lian'er was going to do, but they just did what she told them to do and didn't ask any more questions.
The cut thatch was bundled up to be used as kindling, and Qiao Lian'er also brought charcoal. Just as they were about to light the charcoal, they saw that there was still more than half a room of firewood left in one of the rooms.
A surge of joy filled my heart—wouldn't this save on charcoal?
Fortunately, the thatch had grown tall and blocked the firewood; otherwise, it would have been completely taken away long ago.
She couldn't help but wonder, where had this family gone? Were they all dead? She went into the woodshed and carefully examined the quality of the firewood and the moss covering it. The family had been gone for three years.
Qiao Lian'er didn't think much of it and carried out a bundle of firewood.
Ah Da and the others also moved their things to the stove, and Ah Da diligently started a fire.
Qiao Lian'er opened one bag, which contained bright red dried chilies. The chilies and peanuts in her spatial storage could be harvested fresh or dried. The other bag contained fresh small red chilies.
That's right, she's going to make chili sauce to sell.
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