Countless goods were placed on the shelves. The farmer's eldest son held the silver coins tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the oil tank, his eyes wide open.
Salt and sugar seemed to have lost their appeal at this moment, and there was nothing more tempting than oil in the entire supermarket.
The farmers here do not raise cattle, sheep and pigs. Although every household raises chickens and ducks, they have to be sold for money. Even for eggs, if you save ten, your family may not be able to eat one. There are too few ways to obtain animal oil, and if you spend money to buy it, your family will have trouble making a living.
As for vegetable oil, due to the limited oil pressing technology and extremely low oil yield, the price is not much cheaper than animal oil if you buy it. If you press it yourself, the time and energy cost for farmers will be far greater than the harvest.
After all, spending the same amount of time and energy on farming can fill your stomach, but from oil extraction you can only see a little oil while eating.
However, people’s desire for fat will not be reduced just because they cannot eat it for a long time. Instead, it will become stronger.
The eldest son's eyes were fixed on the oil tank. He stared at the tank infatuatedly, as if it was a temptation that no one in the world could resist.
The farmer followed his son's gaze, and both father and son swallowed their saliva.
The peasant woman patted her husband on the back and said firmly, "Don't look at me. We are here to buy salt and sugar. If we want to buy oil, we have to sell you."
The younger daughter whispered, "Maybe it's not that expensive?"
"A jar of salt outside costs four silver coins, but here it's only two. Maybe the oil here is also very cheap."
The peasant woman said: "Outdoors, a can of oil costs fourteen silver coins. Even if it's half as much, it still costs seven. Do you know how long it takes to save up seven silver coins? Let's buy some more salt. As long as we keep it, we can always use it. What about the oil?"
The peasant woman sighed: "It's not that I won't let you..."
She was inexplicably angry: "Forget it! If you want to buy it, just buy it. Just don't regret it later."
The eldest son immediately picked up a can of oil from the shelf, carefully held the can and ran to Feng Ling who was standing nearby. He had just stood firm, but the moment he saw Feng Ling's eyes, he immediately lowered his head.
They had never seen anyone like Feng Ling. She was clean, without a single patch on her clothes. Her skin was not as rough as theirs. She had no freckles on her face, and no calluses on her raised hands.
Just like the noble ladies in big towns in the rumors.
Since I've never seen it before, I can't hide my curiosity and a little fear.
"How many silver coins does this can of oil cost?" asked the eldest son.
Feng Ling smiled and replied, "Five silver coins."
The eldest son's eyes widened in disbelief. Only five coins! Although five silver coins were a huge sum of money for them, compared to the fifteen coins, the cheaper ones were almost free. It seemed that they would lose money if they didn't buy them.
"Five!" the eldest son turned and shouted to his family, "Mom! Only five silver coins!"
"Let's buy a can of oil, five cans of salt and a can of sugar!"
The family looked at each other, the peasant woman stopped talking, and acquiesced to her eldest son's request.
Feng Ling asked, "Is there anything else you need? In addition to oil, sugar and salt, there are other things, such as cloth, ready-made clothes, various spices and condiments, as well as tableware and various tools. The prices are not expensive. If you are not in a hurry, you can take a look."
“If you think the price is unaffordable, you won’t lose by just taking a look.”
She had a sincere smile on her face, as if she was not persuading people to spend money, but rather showing great concern for these strangers she met for the first time.
The whole family looked at the smile on Feng Ling's face.
Just taking a look...it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Wouldn’t it be better not to buy it?
There is still so much time, so use it to broaden your horizons.
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"Why haven't they come out yet?" People at the city gate looked at the supermarket anxiously.
After that family went in, no one else went in. They were all very cautious. As time passed, countless speculations began to emerge.
"Were they taken as slaves?"
"That shouldn't be the case. Slaves are not as valuable as the paintings they send out."
"Yes, yes! I heard that paintings are very valuable, and the pigments are very expensive. Such bright pigments must be worth a lot of money."
"So...what will they be taken to?"
People were clamoring, feeling that the family had been killed, yet unwilling to leave, clinging to the faint hope that the things on the flyers were real and that they could buy necessities at low prices.
"It's out!" someone suddenly shouted.
The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and everyone squeezed forward, craning their necks to look at the family of four walking out of the supermarket.
The rattan frame they carried in was gone, as were the cloth bag and the headband on the girl's head.
But what they lost was nothing compared to what they gained.
They were holding things in their arms and carrying them in their hands. Everyone looked like they had just emerged from the Dragon Cave. Because the things they were taking out were too many and too heavy, they couldn't move very fast.
The whole family had smiles on their faces, showing their not-so-white teeth, and they were holding the things in their arms tightly.
Before they could even walk out of the city gate, people from the village surrounded them.
"Didn't you only bring twelve silver coins? How could you buy so many things?"
"Are the people inside vicious?"
"How do you buy things? There are so many besides salt and sugar?"
…
The family was afraid that the things in their hands would be knocked off, so they struggled to protect the jars in their arms. The eldest son shouted, "Hurry up and go in! There's not much in there. If you go too late, you won't be able to buy anything!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the farmers who asked the question shut up. After two seconds of silence, everyone rushed towards the supermarket.
"Quick! Quick! Go in!"
"Don't let others snatch all your stuff away!"
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"I haven't seen any customers for a long time." Ye Zhou stood in the monitoring room. He drank milk tea and watched the surveillance footage with great interest. The customers who had seemed particularly enthusiastic at the supermarket entrance just now all became obedient after coming in.
Maybe the environment of the supermarket was too strange, people turned into docile sheep and went to the corresponding shelves under the guidance of the shopping guides.
only……
Ye Zhou sighed and said to Chen Shu beside him: "At this rate, I guess it will take a hundred years to earn enough to leave here."
Farmers’ spending power is limited, and they don’t have anything valuable.
The only things I bought were necessities such as salt, sugar and cloth.
But the things that can make money are usually unnecessary luxury goods, such as wine and some strange handicrafts that cannot be produced here, but farmers will never buy them and have no money to buy them.
Even if he really is a black-hearted capitalist who squeezes these farmers dry, he won't be able to squeeze any money out of them.
Ye Zhou held his chin up and said to Chen Shu: "It seems that it is easier to make money from merchants and nobles."
Ye Zhou was unwilling to run around with the supermarket. Trouble and fatigue were minor matters. If he had to deal with the local nobles every time he went to a place, he was afraid that he would suffer from mental breakdown sooner or later.
Chen Shu: "When I asked around before, people nearby said that merchants would come to sell things on the last day of every month, but they were not big merchants, but small vendors, and they brought very little. I guess even if they came to buy goods, they would not have much purchasing power."
Although Chen Shu didn't want to pour cold water on Ye Zhou, although this place was peaceful, it was indeed poor.
Handicrafts simply cannot support market demand. Farmers have spent all their energy just on farming and have no financial resources at all.
Jiang Taigong's method of fishing works in other dimensions, but not in this one.
Ye Zhou sat on the chair and reluctantly agreed with Chen Shu's words: "I guess I'll have to stay here for a while."
Chen Shu quickly offered a plan: "Why not find some people here and go to other towns to sell goods? We can always catch... no, attract rich people."
"It's not easy to find such a person." Ye Zhou sighed.
After experiencing so many dimensions, Ye Zhou has become accustomed to the fact that the natives are unwilling to leave where they live.
The outside world is unknown, and the unknown means countless possible dangers.
People yearn for the unknown beauty and fear the unknown threats. Even if most people want to go out, they will give up in the end.
Chen Shu: "Young people in nearby villages are probably willing. I have observed that there are more men than women in these villages. Most young men cannot get married. Marrying a wife requires financial resources, land, food and a house. If they keep farming, they will never be able to get married."
"In order to get married and have children, even their parents will agree to let them take risks." Chen Shu.
Ye Zhou looked at Chen Shu, a smile appeared on his face: "Then please take a look at who is suitable."
Chen Shu said with full energy: "I guarantee to complete the task!"
"By the way, boss, where are Zou Ming and Sarah? I haven't seen them for two days. Today is the third day?" Chen Shu was a little surprised. "Aren't they on bad terms?"
Ye Zhou: "No, they have a pretty good relationship. I'll ask Zou Ming to accompany Sarah to look for the Duchess and see if she can find any trace of her."
Chen Shu looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief: "You think they have a good relationship? Why?"
Is the boss' eyes covered with eye mucus? !
Ye Zhou also looked at Chen Shu strangely: "Although they often played around in the past, they were very careful about their manners. This is normal between good friends, right? It's just that Zou Ming acted a little cold, but he is cold to everyone."
Chen Shu: "...Boss, you really have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering the beautiful side of things."
Ye Zhou was a little confused, but still thought it was a compliment. He nodded and flattered himself without hesitation: "Yes, I have always been like this."
Chen Shu sighed silently, not understanding from what perspective Ye Zhou looked at people.
She said listlessly, "Then I'll be out first, boss."
Ye Zhou nodded: "Go out and have a good rest. You still have to choose people later."
After Chen Shu left, Ye Zhou picked up the teacup and took a sip.
On the muddy road outside the town, a family of four couldn't help grinning as they walked towards their home.
They excitedly talked about everything in the supermarket, including the employees.
"I thought they were ladies or servants of noble families!" The farmer was amazed. "Tell me, they see so many good things every day, can they just take them?"
The peasant woman was speechless and said, "Can maids working in noble houses take the nobles' things at will? They will be hanged for that!"
"We can eat this salt for several years!" The peasant woman couldn't help but raise her voice. "I gave a can to my parents, but they were reluctant to buy salt."
The eldest son: "Why don't you let them bring their own money to buy it, so you can buy more."
For the first time, the peasant woman did not scold her son. She nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. I will also inform my brother and sister to buy more."
“I don’t know how long this store will be open.”
"There are so many things in there, it should take a long time, right?"
"By the way, I found that there are hardly any people in that town. It's now a deserted town."
"Can we move to town?" my sister came up to my mother and asked.
The peasant woman shook her head. "The town looks good now, but what if something goes wrong? It will be too late to leave then."
The farmer agreed, "Yes, you should listen to your mother on this one."
The eldest son suddenly said, “If we buy things in this supermarket and then sell them in a town farther away…”
His eyes suddenly lit up: "I can sell a jar of salt for two silver coins, and sugar for four, so I can build a new house soon!"
Now that he had made up his mind, the eldest son immediately pushed his sister aside and walked forward close to his mother: "Mom."
Peasant woman: "It's too dangerous! There may be robbers and wild beasts on the road! Even if there is no danger on the road, if you go to the town, the merchants in the town may hurt you. What if a noble lord steals your things? There is no money left at home!"
The eldest son was unwilling to give up. He kept saying, "I'm getting married soon. Can't Mira and I live with you forever? There are only three rooms in the house. My room is so small that I can't even put a wardrobe..."
My sister immediately said, “There’s no room for a closet in my room either!”
The eldest son glared at her and continued, "Even if we can squeeze in now, what will I do if I have a child in the future? Will I let the child sleep on the roof? Even if I don't have a child, our family only has so much land. After Mira comes, even if she is very hardworking, we won't have more food."
"By then we will all eat less than we do now."
The eldest son said: "You are willing to starve, but I am not."
"No!" The peasant woman was firm. "No matter what you say, I won't agree."
Eldest son: "Mom!"
The younger sister suddenly said, "Why don't you let your brother go alone? He can sell in another village instead of going to the town."
The peasant woman was silent.
The eldest son struck while the iron was hot: "Mom, our house hasn't been repaired for many years. When it rains, my room is completely unsleeping. Is your room the same? As long as you have money, you can also build a new house."
"Mira and I will build a house not far from home when the time comes."
The peasant woman glanced at her husband who had been pretending he didn't exist and said, "You say."
The farmer whispered, "Just let him try. I'll go with him the first time. You won't have to worry about him now that he has experience."
The peasant woman took a deep breath and said, “Okay, for Mira’s sake.”
The eldest son shouted excitedly.
He will never farm for the rest of his life!
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