Aunt Zhou's expression immediately turned as if she had eaten shit, and she shakily pulled out seven more copper coins.
What did the young doctor just say? Change it every five days. Does that mean we have to use seven copper coins every five days?
What a terrible thing!
The Zhou family closed the door and silently endured their heartache.
Jiang Sheng held the nine copper coins, grinning from ear to ear.
Not counting what I earned before, I made a full thirty-three copper coins today alone.
In the town, one copper coin could buy two pounds of coarse noodles, an ounce of pork, or a large bone. These thirty-three copper coins were more than Jiang Sheng could have imagined.
The days of fighting with dogs for food and stealing leftovers seem like a dream.
It's definitely better to have family. Although we eat and use more land, we also earn more land.
Jiang Sheng put the copper coin into her bosom and made a solemn decision.
The next day, Zheng Ruqian ran from one end of the village to the other and finally collected three full baskets of mushrooms.
After drying in the sun all day, he decided to send it to the county town early in the morning.
There were enough dried mushrooms to fill two and a half baskets, but there was only one basket in the dilapidated temple. So Zheng Ruqian followed Jiang Sheng's example and took off his clean, fine cloth robe to wrap all the mushrooms.
"Second brother, this is your only piece of clothing!" Jiang Sheng shouted.
“It’s alright, the clothes can be washed and worn again. We’re sending mushrooms to the county, so we have to make sure they’re clean.” Zheng Ruqian wiped his sweat. “People will look down on us if we use dirty cloths.”
Jiang Sheng was speechless.
Although Zheng Ruqian never said it, Jiang Sheng knew that her second brother used to cherish his fine cloth robes. He would wash them if a corner got dirty, smooth out any wrinkles, and keep them clean and tidy when he went out.
This seems to be his attachment to his past life, a longing for bygone years.
But now, for the sake of two and a half baskets of mushrooms, he personally shattered the past and no longer dwells on it.
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