Lu Shiyan remained indifferent to Jiang Tangtang's various unreasonable demands.
He took Jiang Tangtang to wait outside the city gate for a while, and then they saw a caravan coming out of the city.
The caravan consisted of more than a dozen large, heavy horse-drawn carriages, with several men carrying large swords at their waists outside the carriages.
As soon as Lu Shiyan led Jiang Tangtang up, they were stopped by a burly man with a full beard.
The burly man sized up Lu Shiyan, noticing that although he was dressed in plain clothes, he had an outstanding appearance and exuded the aura of someone in a high position. He spoke politely, "May I ask what brings you two here?"
"We dug up some nourishing medicinal herbs on the mountain, intending to go into the city to exchange them for money at a pharmacy. However, we were surprised to find that the entrance fee was half a tael of silver. So we waited at the city gate, hoping to meet someone we could meet. Sir, do you need any medicinal herbs?"
As Lu Shiyan spoke, he took out the Gastrodia elata and the carefully stored Phellinus linteus from his pocket.
A hint of doubt flashed in the man's eyes. The old lady had just recovered from a serious illness, and the young master was searching everywhere for tonics to help her recover.
However, due to the drought, trade routes were cut off, and no herbalists came to the city to buy medicine; everyone seemed to be busy fleeing the famine.
We haven't been able to gather all the medicinal herbs needed to nourish the old lady's body.
What a coincidence! The medicine that the young couple brought was exactly what his elderly wife needed.
"Husband, is he going to buy it or not? Why don't we go back to the shade and rest? It's so hot, my face is burning from the sun."
Jiang Tangtang deliberately caused trouble to improve her public image, which gradually dispelled the big man's doubts.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go ask the master." After saying this, the man quickly walked to the largest carriage, whispered a few words, and a man in his twenties got off the carriage a moment later.
The man, dressed in white, walked briskly toward Lu Shiyan and Jiang Tangtang.
Jiang Tangtang looked at his light, white silk robe and couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
Putting aside the breathability of the fabric he was wearing, the fact that he could wear such a neat white dress in such a dry and water-scarce weather showed that he was no ordinary person.
[Host has good taste. This person is Fu Muchen, the young master of the Fu family. The Fu family has a wide range of businesses, among which the largest is silk.]
Fu Muchen liked to wear white and was very clean. However, because of the drought and lack of water for washing clothes, he ordered the embroiderers in his household to cut dozens of white robes for him to wear in rotation.
Jiang Tangtang instantly puffed up her cheeks in anger. "Are you doing this on purpose?"
When she asked her to help find Li Shi's wife and children, he refused to tell her, insisting that she do hard tasks and improve her public image.
Now, even when a random passerby doesn't need to say anything, it actually tells him his identity in detail.
The key point is how luxurious his lifestyle is.
It doesn't matter if there's no water to wash clothes; he can make dozens of outfits and wear new clothes every day.
She could do it even without time travel.
She has thousands of outfits, changes into two different outfits every day, and can go years without wearing the same thing twice.
But……
This damn time travel! She went from being a perfectly good rich heiress to a penniless nobody on a famine escape route.
This inhuman system deliberately tells her about the luxurious life of rich kids.
Isn't this just trying to infuriate her?
Seeing Fu Muchen like this, didn't you get any inspiration?
What inspiration did you gain?
[As long as you're willing to work hard, what is the Fu family? Your life will be a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Fu Muchen's.]
Jiang Tangtang warily thought: "What are you trying to trick me into doing now? You just tricked me into studying, and now you want to trick me into starting a business?"
[Does the host want to be poor for the rest of their life? Don't you want the luxurious life you had in your previous life? Can't you earn that kind of life with your own hands?]
Jiang Tangtang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
She used to rely on her father and never thought about working hard.
But now, whether she admits it or not, she has to accept reality: she no longer has a father to rely on.
So why didn't she, as the system suggested, rely on her own hands to return to a life of luxury?
While Jiang Tangtang was talking to the system, Fu Muchen walked up to them.
He glanced at the medicinal herbs Lu Shiyan was holding and immediately quoted a price of fifty taels of silver.
Lu Shiyan did not ask for money, but said, "We are passing through Yihe County while fleeing from disaster. We wanted to enter the city to buy some items, but we were stopped outside because the entrance fee was too high. I wonder if you would be willing to trade goods?"
Fu Muchen raised an eyebrow, not expecting this farmer to be so clever.
Because the drought is getting worse, the purchasing power of money is now far less than before, especially for rice, which is changing price almost every day.
Even more critically, more often than not, even if you had money, you couldn't buy food.
He glanced at the two of them. "What are you thinking about?"
"I want a carriage, several sets of clothes and shoes for my wife, a bolt of white cloth, fifty catties of coarse grain and fifty catties of fine grain, and a water bag..."
Jiang Tangtang had just made a bunch of demands of Lu Shiyan. Lu Shiyan filtered out the unrealistic ones and only picked out the ones he thought were necessary, and now he was telling them one by one.
"Fifty taels of silver can't buy this much stuff now. The price of carriages and rice changes every day, and the horses in my team are all top-quality. In this world, even a hundred taels of silver might not be enough to buy one."
Fu Muchen said, "And rice and grain, the price in the city changes every day, and sometimes even if you have the money, you can't necessarily buy it."
If you're truly interested in this business, I'll spare some from my own food rations and give you ten catties of each item. I don't have ready-made garments here, only fabric. I can give you two bolts of cloth; you can take them back and cut them yourself…”
After some haggling, Lu Shiyan finally compromised, saying he wouldn't accept the carriage and water, but he wanted thirty catties each of coarse and fine grains, plus three bolts of cloth.
Two of the three bolts of cloth are colored fine cotton, and the other is pure white cloth, as Jiang Tangtang requested.
In addition, there were five taels of silver.
When Lu Shiyan returned with the things, he once again aroused the envy of many villagers.
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