"Heng'er has that problem. Except for that girl who makes the fire, he can't stand up to anyone else." Although it was a bit difficult to say, for the sake of his grandson, Ling Weicheng fought hard!
Rong Fangqing was startled and hurriedly pulled Ling Jiheng to look him up and down: "Could it be that Heng'er was plotted against by that girl?"
The reason why the old lady was so sensitive was, of course, related to what happened to the old man back then. She was probably traumatized by the old man's first wife!
Let’s not talk about these for now.
Ling Jiheng saw his grandmother's stern tone and quickly shook his head. "Grandma, I once consulted a famous doctor, and he said it was a psychological issue. Only by meeting the right person can we reproduce."
Rong Fangqing didn't doubt that Ling Jiheng was lying, but she felt a little sorry that her beloved grandson couldn't marry a good girl.
Nodding, he comforted himself: "It's okay, it's okay. Maybe one day I'll recover from my illness. Then, I'll marry a daughter of an official!"
Ling Jiheng said "hmm" and looked very obedient.
But what he thought in his heart was that he had no chance. With the title of confiscating property and exiling, he was afraid that ordinary people would not marry him. But it didn't matter, he had a little fairy!
Thinking of this, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up into a faint smile. In the eyes of the old lady, it was the child who was suffering!
He sighed, found the fire-making girl's indenture and handed it to Ling Jiheng: "Now that it's settled, let the mansion prepare. The Ling family's eldest grandson's wedding cannot be shabby."
After saying that, he called Nanny Chen and handed the warehouse key to Shu Muyun, asking her to help.
As for the old man, she would go and talk to him in person.
For the sake of his grandson's future, he couldn't tell her that Heng'er was ill. But there was a way, he could just say it was a fortune teller's prediction.
Thinking of this, Rong Fangqing took her maidservants and went to Yunming Temple. After adding a lot of incense money, she was able to talk to the abbot.
***
Chi Xingyue walked in the bustling streets, looked at the quaint buildings, and listened to the shouts of the vendors. For the first time, he deeply realized that he had traveled through time and space and became a speck of dust in the feudal society.
For a moment, her eyes felt a little sore. From now on, she would be the fire-burning girl who was caught in the disaster.
She wiped the tears from her eyes and walked into a cloth shop with a smile. After asking the owner about the prices of various cloths, she chose a pure cotton garment to change into.
It was at this moment that she realized that this body was really weak. She was fifteen years old but still looked like a little chicken. She didn't even know if it was 1.5 meters tall.
She does look pretty good, and bears a striking resemblance to her past self. If she takes good care of herself, perhaps she can regain her former beauty.
However, these are all things for the future. The most important thing right now is to prepare supplies for escaping the famine and replenish my nutrition at the same time.
There's nothing I can do. I'm too small and will be bullied. I need to make up for it before my period comes.
Chi Xingyue, who changed into cotton clothes, looked like a beautiful girl from a small family. The servant following behind her had to admit that his second young master had good taste.
He couldn't help but speak with a hint of respect: "Girl, wherever you want to go, I'll take you there!"
Chi Xingyue hesitated a little: "Should I send the things I bought directly back to the mansion, or..."
"The Second Young Master said to send the things to his private residence, and someone will come to pick them up in the evening."
Chi Xingyue felt relieved and picked out two pieces of fine cotton cloth, two pieces of fine linen cloth, two pieces of silk cloth, and some fine gauze.
Thinking that he didn't have any spare clothes, he picked out two sets of summer clothes, and also customized two sets of autumn clothes, two sets of winter clothes, and two quilts from the boss's wife.
"Winter clothes are made to fit the average person, using new cotton. One set has thicker wadding, the other has thinner. One quilt weighs six kilograms, the other ten. The back is made of silk, and then covered with cotton.
Oh, and please prepare another 20 kilograms of cotton for me and pack it in bags."
The proprietress couldn't understand why they were buying winter clothes in the middle of summer. But she was a fool not to make money, so she happily agreed and clattered away on her abacus, "Thirty-five taels."
Thirty-five taels, that’s really not cheap!
Chi Xingyue thought, if it weren't for Ling Jiheng's financial support, he would have to rely on cruel methods to purchase supplies for fleeing the famine!
After leaving the cloth shop, I went to the grocery store.
There weren't many people here, so Chi Xingyue bought twenty kilograms of salt, ten kilograms of brown sugar, and ten kilograms of yellow rock sugar.
I wanted to buy more, but the boss wouldn't let me. These are hard currency, and the harvests have been bad in the past two years, so there aren't many good things.
He also picked up some oil paper, water bags, grain seeds, vegetable seeds, charcoal, saltpeter, needles and thread, paid thirteen taels of silver, and then left.
With fifty-two taels left in his hand, Chi Xingyue decided to spend it all today.
Although Ling Jiheng said that he would prepare the supplies, he had nothing else to do, so he bought whatever he could.
The main reason is that I just started wearing it and don’t feel safe, so I subconsciously stock up on it when I have money.
After leaving the grocery store, I asked about the price of food.
Japonica rice costs 65 wen per dou, white flour costs 85 wen per dou, brown rice costs 35 wen per dou, and unsaturated rice, sorghum, and soybeans cost around 20 wen per dou.
Chi Xingyue ordered ten stone of glutinous rice and ten stone of white flour, and a few stone of each of the remaining items to make up the twenty taels of silver.
It’s not that Chi Xingyue doesn’t want to buy more, but the space is small, and just storing all this food will take up a lot of space.
What's more, she also agreed to rent the "private room" to Ling Jiheng.
As the future wife of the second young master of the Jiangnan Ling family, it would be a huge loss if she could not accept the Ling family's huge fortune.
After leaving the grain store, they wandered to the market. Steamed buns, steamed bread, flower rolls, pot cakes, sesame cakes, and steamed cornbread all cost an average of three coins each, and Chi Xingyue immediately ordered fifteen taels of silver.
He also bought a few baskets of peaches, apricots and cherries on the street. When he came across a vendor selling game, he bought five pheasants, two rabbits, some eggs, fungus, water shield and mushrooms, spending five taels of silver.
Chi Xingyue calculated and found that he still had twelve taels in his hand. He couldn't help but sigh that this money was really not enough to spend.
Chi Xingyue had just arrived in this other world and wasn't sure what was happening. If the locals heard this, they would definitely criticize her for not knowing how to live.
Even Ling Jiheng's servant Erzhu was a little shocked by Chi Xingyue's extravagant spending. But the second young master said that everything would be under Miss Chi's command.
"Erzhu, do you think the price of grain is a bit high this year?" Chi Xingyue asked quietly as he looked at the bustling crowd on the street.
Erzhu nodded and replied in a low voice, "It has increased quite a bit. In the past, brown rice only cost a dozen wen per dou, but a dou of polished rice probably wouldn't even cost thirty wen."
"So what about this year..."
Erzhu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he said, "I heard that there is a severe drought in the north, and a locust plague has also happened. Many people have fled the famine. Only our south has plenty of water and is not affected."
Chi Xingyue glanced at the beggars around the Treasure Pavilion and thought, "Maybe not." But he didn't say it out loud.
Erzhu saw Chi Xingyue staring intently at the gate of the Treasure Pavilion and said with a smile, "Miss, are you going there for dinner? I heard that the braised duck at the Treasure Pavilion is a Jiangnan specialty!"
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