Zhang was thinking about the braised beef she had bought from Yun the butcher today, but she hadn't eaten it tonight. Fortunately, the temperature had been low in the mornings and evenings recently, so the braised beef could be kept. That's why Zhang didn't cut it up that night.
Zhang put the leftover radish rolls and braised beef in the basket. After a moment of worry, she put the basket in the donkey cart.
"Wife, I'm going to the village chief in my mule cart. I want him to share the small stoves that Brother Wu and I bought. I'll also bring back the food and charcoal that we bought."
"Dad, I'll go with you."
"Okay, then you come with me. Zirui, do you want to come with us?" Butcher Yun looked at Xie Zirui next to him.
"Uncle Yun, can I go with you?"
"Zirui, you and Yiyi should go with your uncle. It's just right that you two are gone so we can get back to work."
"Wife, let's go then." Butcher Yun took his two children and drove a mule cart towards the village chief.
When Yun the butcher and his companions arrived, other people from the village who were shopping had also arrived.
Butcher Yun first went to collect the food that Zhang the Hunter and his team had purchased today. He received 100 kilograms of corn flour and 100 kilograms of wheat flour. The price was a bit higher than in the capital, but it was still a good deal. And with the cold weather, food prices would definitely rise.
The village chief arranged for someone to buy charcoal, and they brought back two large mule-loaded carts. He calculated that each family could get 200 kilograms of charcoal. While not a lot, if used sparingly, it would last a long time.
Butcher Yun loaded the 200 kilograms of charcoal he had received onto the mule cart. He also took down all the small stoves.
The family had two small stoves, and the rest belonged to the Yun and Wu families. Butcher Yun moved the remaining small stoves back onto the mule cart.
"Village chief, I also bought sixty meters of old coarse cloth and one hundred kilograms of cotton for the village." Yun the butcher said as he took down six rolls of old coarse cloth and one hundred kilograms of cotton.
"Coarse cloth is 25 wen per meter, and cotton is 360 wen per jin." Yun the butcher quoted the prices.
"Yun the Butcher, this price is quite reasonable. I thought it would increase a lot!" The village chief looked at Yun the Butcher in surprise.
"Village chief, this price is a discount that the shopkeeper gave us. It's because Yiyi helped the shopkeeper of the cloth shop to get back the stolen money bag and also caught the thief." Yun the butcher had a proud expression.
"Wow, our little Yiyi is so amazing. Not only did she catch a thief, she was also able to help the owner of the cloth shop. The people in our village also benefited from it." The village chief became happier and happier as he spoke.
"I only feel so calm talking about it now. Actually, when Yiyi jumped out of the car to catch the thief, I was also worried and nervous."
"You are right. All parents hope that their children are safe and sound." The village chief also had an expression of agreement on his face.
"Village Chief, I've collected all the things I should collect, and I've handed over the things I purchased to you. Now I'm going to go back with my two children to pack up."
"Okay, then take the child back. You and the child have worked hard today." The village chief patted Yun the butcher on the shoulder.
"It's not hard, Village Chief. Besides, we don't know when we'll be able to go to the city next time."
"Yiyi, Zirui, stop watching, let's go back." Butcher Yun called out to the two children who were watching the charcoal being divided.
"Here I come, Dad."
"Uncle Yun, here I come."
Butcher Yun walked home with his two children.
"Wife, there are still 60 meters of coarse cloth and 100 kilograms of cotton on the mule cart. Brother Wu next door asked for 30 meters of coarse cloth and 50 kilograms of cotton."
"We'll also give four of the small stoves on the mule cart to the Wu family next door. The remaining five small stoves are ours."
"The 200 kilograms of charcoal in the mule cart are what I just brought back. I've already paid for them to the village chief."
"And the wheat flour and corn flour I bought today, I also put on the mule cart."
"Okay, I understand. I'll take the boss with me and deliver the things to the Wu family now."
"Boss, come with me to move things." Zhang climbed onto the mule cart and handed things down.
"I'm here, Mom." Boss Yun ran over and took the two large baskets of cotton from Zhang's hands.
Zhang carried two bundles of old coarse cloth and walked towards the Wu family next door.
It took Zhang and her family two trips to deliver all the things from the Wu family next door.
Butcher Yun took the children and started packing the two mule carts.
During the day, Zhang and her three children moved the grain from the donkey cart to the new mule cart, and Yun the butcher also moved the grain from the old mule cart to the new one.
The donkey cart was loaded with jars of pickled vegetables, and the remaining cooking supplies took up half the carriage. The fresh cabbage and carrots that Zhang had specially left for the day were also placed on the cart.
The cotton and coarse cloth bought before, as well as the cotton and coarse cloth bought today, were placed on the new mule cart by Yun the butcher.
Because the old mule cart has a interlayer, when the weather is cold and you need to cook, things that are afraid of being smoked cannot be placed on the old mule cart.
Zhang was tidying up the carriage of an old mule cart when she suddenly found two bundles of cotton cloth. They were obviously the kind used by little girls, soft and in nice colors.
"Boss, why did you buy two bundles of cotton cloth separately? This pattern can only be used by Yiyi. How long will it take to use so much at once?" Zhang complained as she unpacked the cotton cloth.
"You should buy less. When you run out of clothes, you can buy other patterns for Yiyi. Look at you buying so many clothes with just these two patterns. Yiyi must be tired of wearing them." After Zhang said this, she deliberately rolled her eyes at Yun the butcher.
"Wife, you are wronging me. These two rolls of cotton cloth are not mine."
"What, you didn't buy it? Did Yiyi buy it? I said a few words to you, and you still don't admit it!" Zhang was a little angry.
"Wife, wife, please listen to me. This cotton cloth was given to Yiyi by the owner of the cloth shop, and he didn't ask for money." When Yun the butcher saw that Zhang was angry, he hurriedly explained.
"Tell me clearly, why is it a gift? Why didn't you spend money? Wait, tell me first, how much is the old coarse cloth you bought per meter, and how much is the cotton per pound?" Zhang didn't even look at the cotton cloth. She sat there, staring at Yun the butcher and answered.
"Wife, coarse cloth is twenty-five wen a meter, and cotton is three hundred and sixty wen a jin."
After hearing what Yun the Butcher said, Zhang was a little confused. The price was not high.
"The price is not high. Why would they give you two types of cotton cloth? Are you hiding something from me?" Zhang asked hurriedly.
Outside the old mule cart, Yun Yiyi, who was about to come over to help, heard Zhang's question and went back with her back bent.
Butcher Yun was about to call Yun Yiyi over when he saw her clasping her hands together and begging him. Butcher Yun waved his hands helplessly. Yun Yiyi happily jumped back.
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