After Zhang Rushan and Master Wen left, Song Yuehua went to take a look at the ranking list. Master Wen was level 5, while Zhang Rushan was actually level 8.
"Zhang Rushan has only learned to play chess for a few days, how come he has reached level 8?" Song Yuehua asked Master Yi.
Master Yi explained, "In the grading game between him and Master Wen against Yi, his chess skills might be higher, so how can it highlight Master Wen's superiority?"
That's true.
Seeing that Song Yuehua didn't say anything, Master Yi explained to her again in the most plain language, "Would you feel a sense of accomplishment if you won a fight with a chicken?"
Song Yuehua, "..."
"Master, no need to say more, I understand." Song Yuehua said seriously.
All the food was sold out, except for Xiaobao's portion.
"Is it finished?"
Song Yuehua took out the food, Xiaobao sat down and started eating the food on the counter.
"No, eat first, then continue."
"Can you win?"
"able."
Zhou Xiaohu’s cooking skills are pretty good, and he has learned all the skills from Xie Wenwu.
After a while, there will be more vegetables in the market and the dishes we make will be richer.
After the chess game was over, Master Yi could finally find someone to play against Yi with peace of mind.
There wasn't much to do in the chess hall at the moment, so Song Yuehua left the hall to Wei Da and Master Yi and went to the market herself.
It's a good opportunity to see if there are any fresh vegetables on the market now, buy some and prepare a birthday party for my two little ones tomorrow.
The situation in the county town is gradually improving. After a few months, more and more shops have reopened.
When the shopkeeper of the grocery store saw Song Yuehua, he waved at her and asked, "It's been a few years since we last met. Miss Song is still as charming as ever!"
Song Yuehua went over and chatted with him for a few words.
At first, the shopkeeper hoarded a lot of grain, and later the grain price skyrocketed, making him a lot of money. As a result, the old man in his family was bewitched by a cult and brought people to rob the granary.
The shopkeeper had no choice but to take the remaining silver and money and his family to seek refuge with his relatives in Qingzhou.
"Although I lost most of my wealth, I was able to protect the lives of my family. After the court provided disaster relief, I returned to my old business."
When the shopkeeper learned that Song Yuehua had been staying in the village, he said with emotion, "I've heard from the guys about the school in your village before. It turns out there are talented people in the village!"
Song Yuehua smiled politely.
When leaving, Song Yuehua bought four more small jars from the shopkeeper.
It’s not early at this moment, but the market is still bustling. There are few stalls but many people. It’s a pity that most of the vegetables are already available at home.
After searching for a long time, she finally found a tofu stall.
The family hadn't eaten tofu for a long time, and there was half a plate of tofu left at the stall, so Song Yuehua took it all and brought some back for everyone to try.
“Nonsense!”
There was a noisy sound coming from the front, so Song Yuehua went over with tofu to join in the fun.
In front of a vegetable stall, there stood a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old with a yellow cloth scarf on her head.
The girl with the yellow headscarf said angrily, "You said it yourself, if it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay for it. The steamed bread is so bad, and you dare to charge 8 coins for it. Why are you more expensive than others?"
The stall owner was a man in his thirties. He said, "You are just a little girl. It's embarrassing for you to make a scene in broad daylight."
The girl with the yellow headscarf spoke even louder, "What's so embarrassing about this! You're a grown man, and you think I'm easy to bully just because I see a girl. It's embarrassing for you to sell this broken steamed bread for 8 cents each!"
The stall owner picked up his own steamed bread and said, "My steamed bread is filled with real corn kernels. It can fill your stomach. How can 8 cents be expensive?"
After saying that, the stall owner broke open his own steamed bread and walked in front of everyone to show them.
"Which restaurant dares to put real grain in their wu wu now? My food is made of real ingredients, why can't I charge this price? With the current price of grain, I can sell it for 10 cents. One can last a whole day. How can it be expensive?"
"Wow, there really is food." A woman nearby took a look and said.
"It's considered a conscience to put some bran in the vegetable dumplings, but some people actually dare to put corn in it, and this one is quite big. Give me one."
"I'll have one too."
"Would it be cheaper to buy two?"
After watching the excitement, Song Yuehua walked back with the tofu. When she saw that the gold shop was still open, she felt lucky.
The waiter saw a girl carrying a bowl of tofu and was about to come in, so he quickly stopped her and said, "Girl, we don't sell tofu here."
Song Yuehua put down the tofu and said, "I'm here to buy gold."
"Buy gold?"
It had been a long time since the waiter had heard such simple words, and he paused for a moment, but still invited the person in.
The shopkeeper also came over and said quickly, "We have a full range of jewelry styles in the store, please feel free to choose."
"No need, give me two small gold ingots."
After saying this, Song Yuehua felt that it was not enough. There were gold ingots on the birthdays of Dabao and Xiaobao, and Xiaoyu’s birthday couldn’t be missed either. The next one would be her own birthday…
If you really want to buy all of them, you have to buy four anchors, which costs 80 taels of silver. It's really expensive when calculated this way.
Or maybe I should buy three Ding, Dabao, Xiaobao and Xiaoyu, and my own share...
No, no!
She has worked so hard, why should she put herself in such a difficult position? This is her pension.
Anyway, the cost of making gold ingots is not high. If you are really short of money, you can just exchange them for silver.
Thinking of this, he changed his words and said, "Let's go with Shi Ding."
The shopkeeper took the money and packed the food for the customer with a smile.
After Song Yuehua stuffed the tofu into her arms, she walked away carrying the tofu.
The shop assistant was still sighing in the back, "It's really amazing now. You can go into the store and buy gold just by carrying two pieces of tofu."
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