Zhao Luoyang didn't have time to fiddle with flour and eggs. The system was very secretive when exchanging items, and they had too many things to do.
I have to go to the Yamen to write paperwork, and I also have to help the relocated people buy things.
They had to get back before dark, so there must be times when they split up.
"Master Song Er," Zhao Luoyang looked at Song Er in the crowd, "Do you have a lot of things you want to buy? We will buy them for you later."
Song Er felt a little ashamed. They really shouldn't have caused so much trouble to others.
My grandfather was kidnapped by bandits yesterday and suffered some injuries. He is not allowed to move now and can only be carried down the mountain with Zhang Dianli.
This has delayed everyone's work, and the Zhao family has to help.
"You're welcome," Zhao Luoyang said, "We are going to the market anyway."
Song Er really had to buy a lot of things. In addition to buying some food and supplies, he also had to buy livestock and get medicine for his grandfather. Even the clay pots used for cooking in their house were broken and they needed to be replaced with new ones.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Let's buy it together, maybe we can spend less money."
Seeing that he had arrived at the Yamen, Song Er stopped being polite: "Then I'll trouble Miss Zhao."
Zhao Luoyang curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing his small dimples: "Grandpa Song Er, there is no need to be so polite. You can also call me Sister Luo, Girl Luo."
Song Er couldn't call Miss Zhao like a grandfather, so he smiled and said, "We have to buy some eggs, rice and flour. I think the ones provided by Qianjia Village are very good. Miss Zhao left some for me, so
Calculate it according to the price you sell it at the market."
"Okay." Zhao Luoyang agreed happily.
Isn't this the first business done? After she returns, she will redeem the eggs from the system, and Mr. Song can buy as many as he wants.
"I see that the master is not in good health," Zhao Luoyang said, "If I can find good rice, I will ask you the price."
Of course that is what we want. Song Erdao: "I also want to buy some good rice. My grandfather fell ill a few years ago and often suffers from abdominal pain. He usually takes care of it at home, but now when he is outside... well... he is afraid of getting sick.
It’s amazing.”
Zhao Luoyang said: "Mr. Song himself is well versed in pharmacology. Besides, when we are together, we can always help each other. We will definitely get to Taozhou smoothly."
By leaving such a message, she would be able to give rice to Mr. Song from time to time, and a long-term business would be established.
She is not stingy, but she is afraid that she will need Mr. Song's help if something happens in the future. If Mr. Song asks her to exchange something, she will have something to coax Mr. Song.
Song Er nodded, feeling comfortable every time he talked to Miss Zhao.
When the group arrived at the government office, the chief registrar and county lieutenant of Ning County came to greet them immediately.
The Yamen escorted a group of mountain bandits to the prison. The chief clerk came forward to talk to Nie Shuang, while Zhao Xueli and others waited for the clerk to come to inquire.
When Zhao Luoyang saw that the government official who had helped her speak in Qianjia Village was about to leave, he quickly walked forward and said, "Sir, I still want to trouble you with something."
Ding was thanked repeatedly by the Zhao family girl on his way to Yamen, and he felt really grateful, so he said happily: "As long as I can help, you can do it."
Zhao Luoyang said: "We are going to the market to buy and sell things in a while. We have adults to guide us in the direction of rice and grains, but there are still some scattered things. We can't bother adults with them all, but we are not familiar with the place. We don't know.
What will happen? If there is trouble, can we report your name?"
Don't underestimate the yamen. They patrol the streets and manage things on weekdays. The merchants and vendors in the city must give the yamen some face.
Not to mention that you can make money using your name as a yamen official, but at least you won't suffer any losses.
"Of course you can," Ding Yacha said with a smile, "You go and buy things and tell them not to lose money to you, otherwise Ding Dapeng will settle the score with them."
"Oh, by the way," Ding Yachai said, "When they ask you what your relationship is with Ding, just say you are my niece."
Zhao Luoyang saluted Ding Yacha happily, and Zhao Yuanrang and Zhao Yuanji also bowed.
Ding Yacha waved his hand: "When I see your father later, I will call him brother. I will recognize this niece and nephew."
After saying this, Ding Yacha smiled heartily: "It's not easy for you to move people from the imperial court right now, but you are all educated. Once you get through this, you will be fine. I don't know if you are uncle or I, I will have to suffer from you in the future.
I'm taking care of you."
Ding Yacha could not help much. He hoped that the Zhao family could get to Taozhou smoothly. As for what would happen in the future, he just said this, which could be regarded as a comfort to the Zhao family.
After saying this, Ding Yamen sent to find the clerk to record documents for Zhao Xueyi, Zhao Luoyang and others. The most important thing about this matter is Zhang Dianli, Song Taiye, Zhao Xueli and others. Zhao Xueyi and Zhao Luoyang only need to explain clearly how to do it.
Just kill the bandits and save Mr. Song.
The government office had someone prepare a room in advance, and Zhao Luoyang was waiting in the room for the summons.
Zhao Luoyang sat down on the table and concentrated his energy in his mind.
Shi Jiu said: "I will meet the official later, so there is no need to explain the matter too clearly. After all, you are young and frightened, so naturally you cannot remember some details."
Zhao Luoyang responded.
Shi Jiu continued: "If I can't find anything from you, the Yamen Office will focus on asking Mr. Song and your fourth uncle, and you can get away faster."
It was her first time to work as a clerk in the government office. Zhao Luoyang didn't have time to think about it, but luckily Shi Jiu thought it through for her first.
With systematic help, everything can be done with twice the result with half the effort.
The clerk first took Zhao Luoyang to do the paperwork. When he heard that Zhao Luoyang had killed the bandit, a trace of surprise flashed across the clerk's face. Zhao Luoyang followed Shi Jiu's instructions and walked through the process in a hurry.
He was released.
Zhao Xueli, Zhao Xueyi and others are still missing.
The Yamen prepared a room for them where they could wait for the summons and rest temporarily.
There happened to be a cubicle in the room, where the scribes usually worked at their desks.
Zhao Luoyang called Zhao Yuanrang and Zhao Yuanji to help her guard, and he moved a bamboo basket with a clay pot containing flour. The pot was not full, and it was just enough to put the exchanged flour together.
"Shi Jiu, exchange it for a pound of flour."
After a while, a bag of flour appeared in Zhao Luoyang's hand.
What first attracted Zhao Luoyang was the flour container. It was slippery and translucent, and he could clearly see the appearance of the flour inside.
What is this? It's really strange, but it doesn't belong here and cannot be sold.
The only thing that can be sold is flour, Zhao Luoyang thought, looking at the flour carefully.
This flour is obviously whiter and finer than what Mrs. Qian gave her. This kind of flour only costs 5.4 yuan per pound? You must know that according to the system's exchange rules, eighteen cents can be exchanged for 5.4 yuan.
The flour that Mrs. Qian gave her can be sold for more than 80 yuan per pound. Such fine flour naturally has a higher price.
Zhao Luoyang's heart was beating wildly.
This was the first time she discovered that the gap between the system's assets and reality was so big. It was not just a huge gain, but almost nothing.
The system will not set prices randomly, it can be seen that there are certain rules.
Shi Jiu said that these things are very common in the system world. Is it possible that the price marked on the system exchange page is actually the original price of the system world item?
Zhao Luoyang suddenly realized something: "Is food so cheap in the systematic world?"
Shi Jiu said: "'Yuan' is the most commonly used currency unit in the world of the system, so... you should be right."
Zhao Luoyang was silent for a moment, and then said: "Shi Jiu, you are not from here, so you cannot feel the same as me. If a pound of noodles like this sells for eighteen cents here, do you know what will happen?"
Shi Jiu's heart seemed to be touched.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Then if there are too many people, they won't have to starve to death."
Zhao Luoyang carefully poured out the flour and mixed it into the flour Mrs. Qian gave her.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Perhaps one day, people here will be able to have enough to eat, even if the rice cannot be sold as cheaply as in the system world."
At this moment, Zhao Luoyang seemed to understand what tasks the system asked her to complete.
What the system gives her is not only for her to profit from it, but also to show her a distant world, break her cognition, and broaden her horizons.
Only in this way can the task be truly completed.
but……
Zhao Luoyang recovered his thoughts.
The price gap between rice and grain is so big, she doesn't have to do anything else but just pour rice and grain to make a fortune, right?
The system shouldn't be so good? With such a big loophole left, she suspected that the items that could be exchanged were limited in quantity, and some items would be gone if they were not allowed to be redeemed.
Now she can't control so much, so she will cash it out first if she can.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Shi Jiu, exchange it for three more kilograms of flour."
Shi Jiu watched Zhao Luoyang open the flour bag: "You want to mix in all the flour redeemed by the system?"
Zhao Luoyang responded: "The flour redeemed by the system is really too white and too fine. I have never seen it before. I wonder if the homes of dignitaries can have such flour?"
"Selling this kind of flour will definitely attract the attention of others. What I want most now is this. I just want to make a fortune in silence."
And she didn't necessarily lose money. Mrs. Qian's noodles were mixed with systematic flour, which made them whiter and thinner. She could sell them for more than 80 yuan.
Ok, deal!
Every time I carry some out, sell them, and then come back to mix them.
The rest of the flour was kept in the government office so that she could easily mix it in and avoid being watched.
Zhao Luoyang mixed two jars of flour and then called Zhao Yuanrang and Zhao Yuanji.
The three siblings carried flour and eggs on their backs and walked outside the government office.
Passing by the gate of the government office, Zhao Luoyang saluted the gatekeeper: "Sir, we have carried some things to go to the market to buy, but our siblings can't carry too much. We may have to walk two more times, which will cause trouble to you, sir."
Already."
"It's okay," the officer said with a smile, "You just go ahead."
The government officials need to check when entering and exiting the government office. It does take a lot of effort, but how many times can these children make it? Three or four times is enough, and the government officials will not care.
Zhao Luoyang saluted again: "Then let's go."
Anyway, she reported it in advance and she didn't regret it.