The house where the Yin family lived was the worst in the whole village.
But the food they eat is probably the best in the whole village.
He returned the remaining fifty-five coins to Yin Lan. Fortunately, at least he still had fifty-five coins left. Sigh, at least he had something left over, which was better than last time.
Zhao Dashan comforted himself in his heart.
He felt heartbroken watching others spend money; being used to being frugal, he couldn't bear to see money disappear from his sight.
There was absolutely no problem with the price and weight of the items, which Yin Lan naturally believed.
The rice was one coin more expensive than last time she came. This winter was cold, so the extra coin was less than she had expected.
He still had money in his hand, so he rummaged through his pockets and pulled out six coins, handing them directly to Zhao Dashan, "This is for the car."
"No need, no need..." Zhao Dashan waved his hand, "You didn't sell much today either."
Yin Lan shoved it at him, saying, "Take it. It's six coins, and it's six coins. I sold that stone for several taels of silver today."
What?
Zhao Dashan was dumbfounded, and even forgot to refuse when Yin Lan tried to give him money.
"How much did the stone sell for?"
Yin Lan found his stunned expression somewhat amusing, but she still had to say it. Money was meant to be public, to let people know she was wealthy, but she couldn't say too much, or others would start to have opinions.
Fortunately, it's just a rock, so if someone is envious, they can go and pick it up.
"You have a stepmother, but don't tell anyone outside, what if someone finds out..."
“But they see me eating so well, and if I don’t say anything, they can guess anything. It’s okay, if they want some too, they can go and collect stones to sell themselves.”
Zhao Dashan thought about it and realized it made sense.
Although the reputation of the daughter-in-law is better than before, it can only be said that she is generous and no longer arrogant.
However, his reputation is still not very good, especially after the Zhang Laizi incident.
He wanted to help, but as a grown man, he had no idea how to do it.
Zhao Dashan now felt that his wife was much smarter than him; whatever she said must have its reasons.
Seeing that the sun was starting to set, it was time to head back.
But Yin Lan, holding the money, said, "Um, wait a little longer, I still have some things to buy."
Zhao Dashan: .....
He was relieved that with his new wife, he could at least save some money; it seemed she wouldn't leave until it was all gone.
What can Zhao Dashan do?
He's used to it.
He could only silently worry for Chen Yourun.
I wonder how he'll feel when he comes back and sees his wife spending money like water.
Will I regret marrying her?
Yin Lan took the remaining fifty-five coins and bought some white sugar, which she had borrowed from Old Madam Zhao and now had to return.
I also bought a bag of brown sugar.
She doesn't know when her period will come, so she's preparing in advance. Besides, her child likes to drink it; she just brews it with boiling water, and it's sweet. Her child drinks it like a little piglet.
When he wanted to buy more bowls, he didn't have enough money. There were only three bowls in the house, and when Chen Yourun came back, he didn't even have a bowl to eat from.
Yin Lan couldn't bear to make clothes for him; they were simply too expensive.
You can prepare a bowl.
After all, they sent back quite a lot of allowances, didn't they?
Yin Lan simply took pictures of five roughly made bowls that looked like they came from this era directly in the system.
You can buy these things cheaply through the system; they're only three coins each.
On the market, even a broken bowl with a chipped edge costs seven or eight coins.
I bought two more large bowls for serving vegetables; these were a bit more expensive, five coins each.
The chopsticks at home were already filthy, so she bought five new pairs of bamboo chopsticks.
In addition, Yin Lan bought three large steamed buns.
I'll hold off on buying anything else for now.
When they returned, Zhao Dashan looked at the contents of her basket and was almost speechless.
Those fifty-five coins are definitely all gone.
He really wanted to shout, "Chen Yourun, do you know how wasteful your wife is?"
Yin Lan gave Zhao Dashan a big steamed bun as usual.
Zhao Dashan silently took back half of his complaints. His wife was extravagant with money, but she was truly generous.
He knew he couldn't postpone it, so he took it over. He was just thinking to himself that he had to set up the stove at Run's wife's house as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Also, seeing that she bought some bowls and chopsticks, and since there were no tables and chairs at home, he could help make a set.
These things only take time and effort, but don't cost money. This is all Zhao Dashan can do to offset the slight guilt he feels from eating such good food.
He didn't eat a single bun; he had two kids and a wife at home, and he was saving them for them.
He had already tasted it last time, and the flavor was something he could savor for a whole year.
On the way back, there were even fewer people, and it even started snowing heavily from the sky.
"This weather is awful this year, it's freezing cold."
Yin Lan suddenly remembered that the book mentioned the death of the second male lead's two younger brothers, which seemed to be due to an extremely cold winter. Could it be this winter?
If Yin Lan hadn't transmigrated here, given that the two children were starving and wearing only thin clothes to get through the winter, and considering that every household had been attacked by wild boars, it would have been perfectly normal for them to starve and freeze to death.
Yin Lan's mood grew slightly heavy. If this winter was going to be extremely cold, then preparing for the cold winter would have to be put on the agenda.
Fortunately, she had already made winter clothes for the child, and she also had new ones for herself.
As for Chen Yourun, she hadn't considered this at all.
In a couple of days, she'll have to go to the county town to stock up on more food. If the heavy snow blocks the roads, it will be inconvenient to buy things.
“Brother Dashan, I think the weather is a bit abnormal. I plan to go to the city again in a couple of days to stock up on more food. Besides, I see that the price of food is going to go up.”
Yin Lan's reminder was brief and to the point.
Zhao Dashan now trusts Yin Lan more.
He still had some autumn harvest grain at home, enough to get by, but what if it got too cold, or what if wild boars came down the mountain and ruined things? Zhao Dashan thought that with his wife in charge, he could buy some grain to keep at home. If they didn't need it later, they could sell it and he wouldn't lose money.
The oxcart swayed and rattled back to the village.
Several women at the village entrance were also looking up at the sky with worry.
Wang Cuihua: "Is it going to get cold? What if it snows heavily? What will happen to the vegetables in the fields? It's going to be freezing cold in winter."
Widow Ye scoffed, "How could that be? When have you ever seen how cold winter is? Once this rain comes, it won't rain all winter."
In Tiejian Village, winters usually bring only one or two snowfalls at most; most of the time, it doesn't snow at all.
No one else responded.
Widow Ye's reputation in the village is not as good as it used to be, but she still loves to mingle with people, as if she can't see the disdainful looks she receives.
Seeing that no one answered her, her face stiffened, and she turned her head to see the oxcart swaying in.
"Oh, Ms. Yin, why are you in the city again? Haven't you spent all your allowance yet?" Widow Ye's tone was sarcastic.
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