The silver coin in her palm was getting hot, and Mu Wanwan felt a little bloated. She stood on the roadside holding the money and began to think about what to buy later.

The weather was getting colder, and the quilt might not be thick enough. She had to buy two more mattresses. If she didn't buy them, if Mr. Long's tail rotted again, she wouldn't be able to replace it. And...

Mu Wanwan looked up at the sky full of dark clouds and felt a little worried. It had been raining recently, and her clothes were not easy to dry after washing. Was it because of the dragon at home?

Because it has been raining, she needs to buy some more clothes. The weather is getting colder and colder. It is not good to let Mr. Long continue to be a fruit dragon. Although the jade bed is warm, the room is very cold. She also needs to cultivate spiritual plants, and the temperature cannot be too low, so warm stones must be arranged.

Moreover, she has worked so hard to earn some money this time, and she wants to buy some meat to reward herself.

As Mu Wanwan thought about it, she felt that the money in her hand seemed to be very easy to spend.

She sighed, shook the basket on her back, and found a place with a lot of traffic to start selling vegetables.

This time she brought so many vegetables out, she couldn't take them back, there were still a lot of seeds at home, and this basket of vegetables could buy a lot of copper plates.

"How much are your vegetables?" Not long after Mu Wanwan set up her stall, an elderly woman came over with a basket.

Mu Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "Two copper coins per pound."

Her vegetables were all grown with wood-type spiritual power. According to the current price, they are sold at two copper coins per pound. It shouldn't be too expensive, right?

"They are just ordinary vegetables. You sell them at two copper coins per pound?" A slightly harsh voice sounded. It was a middle-aged woman with a high cheekbone. She had rouge on her face and was well dressed. She looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"My vegetables are of good quality. You can take a look. They are much more delicious than those sold by others." Mu Wanwan did not argue with her, but just said it in a fair way.

The old lady was very kind, "Where are your radishes? How much do you sell them for?"

"Radishes are also two copper coins per pound." Mu Wanwan said in a calm tone.

"Radishes are so expensive, are you robbing?" The woman looked at Mu Wanwan in disbelief, "Will you sell them for one copper coin per pound?"

Mu Wanwan understood the mood of the butcher when he bargained with him last time, and imitated the boss, smiling, "No bargaining."

"You are crazy about money!" The woman seemed very angry, but she couldn't move her feet.

She noticed Mu Wanwan's dishes when she started to set up her stall. They were much bigger than those in other stalls. Although she didn't become a cultivator, she had a good family background and ate a lot of good food. She could feel the presence of spiritual energy more than ordinary people.

But she just didn't want to spend more money and wanted to get a bargain.

While she was hesitating, the old woman took the initiative and said, "I want all."

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised at her straightforwardness. She weighed the vegetables and estimated that they weighed about five or six pounds. Because she didn't want to waste time, she said, "One silver coin in total, is that okay with you?"

"No!" Seeing that the vegetables were about to be sold, the woman said hurriedly, "I want half too. It's a little more expensive."

"Grandma, we saw this vegetable together. I want to buy it too." The woman gave the old woman a fake smile and said in a pinched voice.

Mu Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable and frowned as she was about to speak, but the mother-in-law spoke first, "Hong Jieer, you are joking. How much can a mother-in-law like me eat? I will give you half."

Since the owner said to share half, Mu Wanwan didn't want to quarrel with others because of such a small matter and delay her return home, so she took five copper coins from each of them and divided the food in half between the mother-in-law and Hong Jieer.

"If your food is not delicious, I will come to you tomorrow!" Hong Jieer said something harsh before she left, and Mu Wanwan rolled her eyes at her back.

She estimated that Hong Jieer's family had some money, and judging from the mother-in-law's attitude, she might even have some power, but her attitude clearly showed that she wanted to take advantage of her. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't want to sell vegetables today and it would be difficult to hide it from Hongye, she wouldn't want to sell them.

Mu Wanwan held the ten copper coins in her hand and without further delay, she hurriedly bought things that might be needed in the next ten days.

When passing by a pastry shop, Mu Wanwan smelled the milky aroma of sugar, a smell she had only heard of in a cake shop before traveling through time. After traveling into the book, she had never eaten sugar, let alone pastries.

Why not buy some sugar?

Mr. Long probably hasn't eaten sugar for a long time.

Mu Wanwan thought about it and found a sugar shop. "Boss, how much is this sugar?"

The boss was a middle-aged man with a chubby face and looked very amiable. "White sugar and maltose are three silver coins per catty, and osmanthus sugar is five silver coins per piece."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Is it so expensive?

She remembered that sugar is a luxury in this world and most people can't afford it.

"How about it? Do you want it?" the boss asked.

Mu Wanwan thought about it and gritted her teeth. "Give me one silver coin of white sugar."

"Okay." The boss nodded and didn't comment on her behavior of stealing. Mu Wanwan guessed that it was because most people bought sugar in small amounts and the boss was used to it.

When she received the small bag of sugar, Mu Wanwan felt her heart bleed. The sugar that cost a few yuan in the supermarket in her previous life was more than ten times more expensive here. But she was still a little happy when she thought that Mr. Long could taste something other than plain porridge and salty porridge.

"By the way, boss, do you know where I can buy eggs?" Mu Wanwan asked.

"It's not far ahead. There are also chickens and cows for sale." The boss pointed to the location. Mu Wanwan thanked him and went straight to the destination. She spent a silver coin to buy two spiritual eggs for Mr. Long as a snack, and she spent five copper coins to buy five ordinary eggs.

After she had bought everything she could think of, the sky gradually turned cloudy and it started to drizzle. Mu Wanwan found a secluded corner to put the things into her bag and carried the backpack to the front.

The backpack was empty except for some embroidered things she used to cover up her purchases. She then went outside to look for Hongye with her broken but still usable umbrella.

Hongye was waiting outside with the cow, wearing a martial arts hat on his head. When he saw her, he waved happily, "Madam, are the vegetables selling well today?"

"Not bad." Mu Wanwan generously let her see the things in the basket on her back, "I think you are right. I bought some embroidered things and will make them when I am free while taking care of you."

"Haha, that's good." Seeing that she really bought embroidered fabrics and other things, Hongye didn't ask any more questions. Mu Wanwan got in the car, and they went home.

She bought a lot of things this time. She bought two sets of underwear for Mr. Long, one set for herself, a mattress, and some fabrics for embroidery, which cost her one low-grade spirit stone. Then she bought some meat and other kinds of vegetable seeds, some rice and flour, which cost her one low-grade spirit stone.

Apart from that, the biggest expenses were sugar and eggs.

In fact, Mu Wanwan also wanted to buy some warming stones, because the weather was getting colder and colder, and she was afraid that the temperature in the house was not enough.

Ordinary families here use them to burn charcoal, and only some very wealthy families would buy warming stones. Warming stones are not cheap. A first-grade one costs two silver coins, and it takes at least more than thirty warming stones to maintain the temperature of a room.

Considering that the current small change was still a little insufficient, Mu Wanwan did not buy the warm stone, but only bought some charcoal to take back. She gritted her teeth and decided to cultivate more spiritual plants this time and buy more next time.

She sat on the ox cart and wondered if Mr. Long was hungry since she had been away for so long today. No one should bully him, right?

She was a little worried and wanted to go back quickly.

But the weather was not good. The journey that usually took less than an hour seemed particularly long today. Halfway through the ox cart, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The broken umbrella could not cover such heavy rain at all. Mu Wanwan was glad that she had hidden all the things in the Qiankun bag, while holding the umbrella to avoid the rain.

But the weather was bad, the ground was muddy, and the oxen were moving slowly. By the time they arrived at the mansion, Mu Wanwan was soaked, her hair was dripping, and the needles and thread and a few pieces of cloth in the backpack that she had bought for more than a dozen copper coins were also soaked.

Hongye was not much better than her. In fact, because she had to drive the ox cart, her hands were even redder than hers, like two swollen carrots.

"Madam, I will take you here." Hongye took Mu Wanwan to the front of the yard, and her voice was a little trembling with cold.

"Thank you, Hongye." Mu Wanwan thanked her sincerely, and had to speak loudly through the heavy rain.

"Madam, if you want to go out in ten days, I will take you there." Hongye said loudly, waved to Mu Wanwan, and walked away with the cow.

Mu Wanwan watched her leave, holding an umbrella and walking towards the yard in the cold wind. She stepped into several puddles along the way. When she finally opened the gate with trembling hands, her shoes were soaked and very uncomfortable.

The yard was very quiet, just like when she left. Mu Wanwan quickly ran into the room and closed the door to keep the cold wind out. Only then did she feel better.

"Huh." She sighed and wiped her face with her hand, thinking that this time going out was really a torture.

On the other side, Mr. Long had woken up when she pushed the door open. He knew she was going out shopping today and was worried that she would get wet if it rained. When he heard the sound, he couldn't wait to stick out a little consciousness. He saw that she was soaking wet.

Mr. Long tightened his fingertips and felt very uncomfortable.

Others' husbands earn money to support the family, but he can only rely on his wife to support him. Mr. Long began to feel uncomfortable again. He controlled his consciousness to cover the corner of her clothes, as if he could feel the temperature of the cold rain outside.

But Mr. Long didn't think about it for long, he saw Mu Wanwan move -

when he found that the first thing Mu Wanwan did when she came in was not to wipe the rain with a towel, but walked to the bed first, looked at him several times, and confirmed his safety...

Mr. Long felt sweet in his heart again, in all kinds of complicated ways, he was really too bad, she was obviously suffering, but he felt very happy.

A corner of the quilt was lifted by Mu Wanwan's slightly cold hand, and Mr. Long heard her say in his ear, "Well, fortunately, the tail is not rotten."

He was a little embarrassed, and the tip of his ear was a little red. She took good care of him during this period, and no one had ever treated him like this. But Mr. Long's consciousness seemed to reflect his mood, sticking to her fingertips, reluctant to leave.

He watched her make sure she was fine, then put down the backpack, took a dry towel and wiped her face. He saw her take off her shoes because she was uncomfortable, and stood on the ground barefoot.

Her feet were beautiful, with round toes, but a little red because of the soaking in water and the cold weather.

Mr. Long felt a little dizzy. She actually took off her shoes in front of him. Did she think he could be trusted?

Mr. Long's consciousness jumped twice in excitement, but stopped suddenly when he touched Mu Wanwan's next move -

how could she start to take off her clothes!

Mr. Long's head suddenly became dizzy, and before he could even regain consciousness, he saw half of her round, white shoulder. The whole dragon seemed to be thrown into a frying pan and was cooked with a crackling sound. The

pink color spread all the way from the neck to the tip of the ear, and half of his face was unnaturally flushed. Mr. Long tried his best to regain consciousness. His heart was beating very fast, boom, boom, boom, one after another, like fireworks in his ears.

Louder than the sound of his heartbeat was the friction sound of her changing clothes. This poor dragon's mind was full of the white shoulder that he had just accidentally seen with his consciousness. At this moment, listening to the sound in his ear, he felt like being struck by thousands of lightning.

She actually changed clothes in front of him!

With only this thought in mind, Mr. Long's eyelashes trembled unnaturally, and his whole dragon was shaking.

Mu Wanwan had no idea that she had caused such a huge impact on Mr. Long just because she changed clothes at home after being caught in the rain. After all, Mr. Long was just an unconscious plant dragon in her eyes.

She was wet and cold all over, so it was normal to change clothes at home. In fact, she wanted to take a shower, but there was no water yet, and she couldn't keep wearing wet clothes or she would get sick. Moreover, she half-opened the cabinet to block it, and Mr. Long was unconscious, so he definitely couldn't see it.

Mu Wanwan changed her clothes, picked up the dirty clothes on the ground and threw them into the basin. She walked to the bed impatiently, wanting to share the good news that she had made a lot of money today with a dragon who would not know.

But she was frightened by the unnatural blush on Mr. Long's face, "Mr. Long, what's wrong with you?"

Her mind suddenly recalled the terrible situation of Mr. Long with a rotten tail and vomiting blood some time ago. She was afraid that she would not be able to help Mr. Long this time if something happened to him again.

Her voice was gentle and urgent, which made Mr. Long feel even more uncomfortable. His mind was full of bad fantasies, and it was too late to escape.

Mu Wanwan reached out and touched Mr. Long's forehead. It was a little hot, but it should not be a fever. She didn't know that her action of just wanting to check his body temperature and directly touching his skin would put Long in even greater dire straits.