When they got closer, Yang Huazhou smiled and greeted Luo Fengtang: "Is Tang Yazi also doing business here?"

Luo Fengtang saw clearly that the person coming was Yang Ruoqing's fifth uncle. The smile on the boy's face dimmed a bit, he nodded a little cautiously, and called out in a low voice: "Yang Ruoqing's fifth uncle."

Yang Huazhou was even more surprised now.

It's not like I haven't met Mr. Tang before in the village or in the woods.

This kid rarely calls anyone.

Now, are you calling him Uncle Wu?

"Uncle Wu, you came just in time. Do you have anything else to do in the afternoon? I want to go buy some daily necessities!"

Yang Ruoqing's voice interrupted Yang Huazhou's thoughts.

"I have nothing to do this afternoon. I will accompany you." Yang Huazhou said, his eyes falling on Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"Hey, Qing'er, where are your things?"

"They're all sold!"

"What? All sold?" Yang Huazhou thought he heard wrongly.

"Oh, I made a mistake. I still have these two baskets left, but it's okay. I'll just use them for shopping later."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and picked up the basket, freed up her hand to hold Yang Huazhou's arm, and walked towards the exit of Wa City.

She did not forget to turn to Luo Fengtang who was standing behind her and said: "Tangyaozi, please keep up your efforts, I'm leaving first!"

"Okay." Luo Fengtang smiled slightly at Yang Ruoqing.

It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhou disappeared that the boy looked back.

Fat Ya, what a good girl...

…

On the way out of Wa City, Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhou roughly how she sold things, and Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment.

Finally, as if she was offering a treasure, she took out the 455 Wen and waved it in front of Yang Huazhou's eyes: "Here, it's all here!"

Yang Huazhou grinned even more happily now, "My Qing'er is really capable, hurry up, hurry up, don't reveal your wealth, so hurry up and keep the money!"

"Um!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and put the money into her arms.

"Uncle Wu, is everything okay at your employer's side?" She turned around and asked.

"It's okay. Let's go. Uncle Wu will accompany you to buy some things and then go home!"

"Okay!"

The uncle and nephew first entered a rice and grain shop.

When the family was separated, Mrs. Tan gave Yang Ruoqing's family of five 50 pounds of rice in the husk, two acres of paddy field and two acres of dry land, and nothing else.

Later, Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dayun brought an old hen and ten pounds of rice.

The hens were left to lay eggs, and ten kilograms of rice were used as rations for the past few days. Half of them were already eaten.

Yang Ruoqing plans to weigh some rice and noodles back.

After asking about the price, rice cost one tael of silver and one stone.

Yang Ruoqing quickly converted the weight and price in her mind.

One stone is equal to ten buckets, and one bucket is equal to ten liters.

One liter of rice today weighs about 25 taels per catty, so a bucket of rice weighs 12 50 taels, and one stone weighs 125 jins.

One stone of rice sells for one tael of silver, which is one thousand penny.

Converted into modern kilograms, this is equivalent to eight cents per kilogram of rice!

Eight articles?

I'm going!

Yang Ruoqing secretly smacked her tongue!

In modern times, high-quality fragrant rice in supermarkets only costs more than three yuan per catty. But here, this kind of rice, which is not considered high quality, costs eight yuan per catty!

Too expensive!

Then I thought about it, this is ancient times, there is no reform in food varieties, let alone pesticides, chemical fertilizers and pest control. Everything depends on the harvest.

The yield per mu is not high, and there are also various exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes on top of the head. It is not surprising that the price of rice remains high!

If there is a famine and merchants maliciously hoard rice and raise prices, the prices will double!

There were only four hundred and fifty-five cents in her pocket. Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth, took out two hundred cents, and bought two buckets of rice, which was twenty-five kilograms of rice.

Twenty-five kilograms of rice, including the remaining five kilograms at home, is nearly thirty kilograms of rice. A family of five can eat it with a pinch of belt, which can last for two months at most!

Yang Ruoqing asked again about the prices of wheat flour, corn flour and sorghum flour. Fortunately, compared with white rice, these agricultural and sideline products are much cheaper.

She gritted her teeth again and weighed a bucket of wheat flour, half a bucket of sorghum flour and corn flour, which cost another sixty cents in total!

When he walked out of the rice and grain shop, Yang Huazhou's pole had a bulging hemp leather bag with its mouth tied, which contained a tied bag of rice and bags of wheat flour, corn flour, and sorghum flour.

But at the same time, the amount of copper coins in Yang Ruoqing's pocket was reduced by more than half!

There are only one hundred and ninety-five cents left!

"Qing'er, how can we buy so much rations in one go? Didn't your grandma give you fifty kilograms of rice last time we split up?"

On the way, Yang Huazhou asked puzzledly.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "My parents and I have calculated the fifty kilograms of rice and planned to save it as rice seed for next spring."

During this separation, everything was provided free of charge by Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dayun, and their lives were not easy.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun Yang Huazhong have agreed that they cannot bother other people with everything. They must keep the rice seeds for themselves!

But in this way, from the moment the family is separated until the next autumn harvest, for most of the year, you have to buy rice to survive!

She had seen Mr. Sun cooking wild vegetable porridge in the morning and evening before. Although she knew there was not enough rice at home, she had not experienced it so deeply.

Now she felt how expensive rice was, and she decided that after returning home, she must work harder to make money, buy rice and grain, and feed her family!

"Qing'er, where should we go next?" Yang Huazhou asked again.

"I'll go to the cloth shop to pull some cloth!" Yang Ruoqing said.

It looked like winter was about to come, and Mrs. Sun was still wearing straw sandals. She walked around with only a pair of ripped cloth shoes, and her two younger brothers were no better.

I need to grab some coarse cloth and go back to make some pairs of shoes for my family!

When I entered a cloth shop, the shop assistant who came to greet me was also a discerning person.

After taking a look at the clothes of the uncle and nephew, he did not lead them to the silk counter over there, but greeted them to the cotton cabinet here.

"These are all cotton cloths that have just been shipped from Yicheng Prefecture. The two guests came by chance. There are many colors and designs. You can choose from them."

Yicheng Prefecture?

Where is that? Yang Ruoqing doesn't know. There is no record of this dynasty in Chinese history.

Moreover, since she traveled back in time, she has never had the opportunity to come into contact with the books here. Except for Changping Village, it is Qingshui Town. When she leaves the town, her eyes are black!

Forget it, let’s think about those things later. For now, it’s important to fill your stomach first and dress warmly!

"How do you sell this cloth?"

Yang Ruoqing asked, pointing to a blue cloth with light white florals in front of her.

"One hundred and thirty cents a horse." The waiter said, "The little girl is really discerning. This pattern and color makes tops look good regardless of age. Adults can make seven tops and eight pairs of trousers!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

After visual inspection, this piece of cloth was probably nearly thirteen meters long when spread out.

This color will definitely look good on my mother, and it’s not bad if I wear it myself, hehe!
Chapter completed!