But ordinary inns are not safe. They can't stay in cheap big bunk beds when they have food and "huge money". If they are not careful, their pockets will be emptied!
It is not uncommon for merchants to be drugged and have their belongings stolen by strangers living in the same room.
The village chief was a man of much experience. He asked his two sons to guard the mule cart for half the night, and then go back home to catch up on some sleep. There was a lot of food on the cart, and they knew what was important, so they didn't dare complain.
As a result, the three of them were nervous and no one slept well.
The next day, just after dawn, the village chief poured a cup of hot water for his sons, ate a few steamed buns, and was the first to leave the city when the city gate opened.
—Food prices have risen, and the 5-cent white flour buns are unaffordable. And these mixed-wheat buns have gone from 1 cent each to 3 cents each! That bun is small, too, about the size of a woman's fist.
If the village chief had not been afraid that he would be too hungry to drive the cart, he would not have been willing to buy it. He ate it in two or three bites for three cents.
The city is too scary, let’s go back to the village quickly.
One man was driving the cart in front, while two men lay on the grain, dozing off. The three of them, father and son, took turns driving the cart, which was swaying and swaying, and finally arrived home after dark.
The neighbors are used to it. The village chief goes out to work as a laborer every day and doesn't come back until after dark. They heard the noise but didn't come out to check. I don't know where he works as a laborer now. If he works every day, he must be making money. I'll go ask him someday!
The village chief's family was almost dead with worry, afraid that he had run into trouble, and no one could bring back a word. They spent the night outside without a word. If it weren't for Laozi staying inside to keep them in check, they would have cried their hearts out.
As usual, they didn't dare to light a candle and ate in the dark. Jiangshan was so happy that he felt the carriage up and down in the yard. Although it was old, it was also a valuable item. They had never dared to think about it before!
This mule was bought with the money the whole family had saved for more than ten years, and the cart floor was made by my father himself by chopping wood from the mountains. He used it to pick up passengers, and the villagers didn't care much about it. After using it for two or three years, he even replaced it with a carriage!
Like a teenager, he walked into the house with his teeth bared to listen to his father talking.
The village chief explained, "There are many people who are short of food now, and our car floor doesn't block anything, so it's not safe." So they changed the car, and didn't throw away the old car floor, but tied it to the top of the car.
"This time, we bought food for three people and lined up at four food stores at once. Because there were so many people and we had to register, we missed the time to leave the city."
The village chief's wife complained, "We don't have time to buy so much now, so we can go next time. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Don’t you know that your family members are worried?
The village chief glanced at her and said, "Next time? I wonder how much we can afford next time!"
The village head's wife opened her eyes wide, "The price has increased again?!"
"Guess what the price of grain is now? Beans are now 10 wen per liter, and dark flour is 20 wen per liter. I didn't even dare ask about refined rice or white flour."
She pounded her chest and took a deep breath, "Oh, my God, the price changes every day!"
Their family can earn a little money now, so they can buy it, but other families can't...
"Also, I heard from the people queuing up in the city that if the rain doesn't stop for two days, they'll limit the purchase to two dou per household per day!"
Everyone took a deep breath. They could buy two dou of grain a day, which was enough for their families. But this was a sign that the grain store was running out of food, and the situation was getting worse!
The village chief took out the remaining money, and there were still 35 taels of silver left.
He looked around at the crowd, some were excited, some were happy, everyone had different thoughts, and he kept a stern face and knocked silently.
"We are a family, so we won't hide anything from you. But you should think about your children when you do anything! This money may seem like a lot, but the price of food has been rising, and we don't know how long it will last."
"The family's money and food are all spent on you. If I find out that anyone is talking nonsense outside, I will divorce her on behalf of the Jiang family!"
"If my son talks too much, I can also give him up! I have more than one son!"
"Yes, Dad, we get it."
Everyone lowered their heads, frightened by their father/father-in-law, and dared not think any more. He always kept his word, and he could really do this.
After the village chief finished beating the rice, he looked towards the city and sighed, "This is all given to us by Jiang Yue and Jiang Nian. We must remember their great kindness! Without them, we wouldn't be able to afford even a few bushels of grain! We would starve to death after paying the taxes!"
He actually wanted to give half of the money to Jiang Yue, but she clearly didn't want to get involved any further, so he let it go. If there was a chance in the future, he would repay her.
Jiang Yue, who was far away in the capital, sneezed. She rubbed her nose, thinking she had a cold. But apart from this one time, she didn't sneeze again.
She taped off the stitches on the new shoes in her hands, then tried them on herself. Hmm, they were good, her skills had improved.
The soles of the cloth shoes here are very thin, which hurts the soles of the feet after walking too much and is easy to tear. So she glued two pairs of insoles together with glue and then sewed them together. With double protection, they should not fall apart easily.
She didn't want to do anything fancy at this time, so she just used a simple solid color and only embroidered a small moon on it. Jiang Nian embroidered small stars.
At the thought of him, the boy excitedly took a piece of paper with the word "moon" scribbled on it. He unfolded it and showed her his work. His face was expressionless, but his mood shifted between his eyebrows.
This was the result of two days of practice, and it was worthy of encouragement. He patted his head and said, "Well written! What do you want to eat today, big boy?"
Don't eat eggs again...
"Eat eggs."
Sure enough, Jiang Yue was about to faint.
That omelet seemed to have opened the door to a new world for the boy, and he became crazy about eggs.
She has already made five dishes with eggs in a row, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with cucumbers, and fried eggs with green onions. He even ate a big bowl of fried rice.
Jiang Yue felt that as soon as she stepped into the kitchen, the air was filled with the aroma of eggs.
I pinched his face. He was lean, without any baby fat, and it felt smooth to the touch. "When the rain stops, we'll go to the countryside again and get you some eggs!"
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