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Chapter 20 The Widow Whose Husband Died

Flour costs five cents a catty, which is also one stone; soybeans cost five cents a catty, and they bought thirty catties; cornmeal cost three cents a catty, and they bought forty catties.

As a result, not only was all the money I just earned spent, but I still had to spend more than a hundred copper coins on it.

"Girl...you...you have so much food, how do you take it home?" The boy in the food shop asked in shock when he saw that An Jiuyue, a girl, bought 430 kilograms of food.

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Although he was happy to see so much food sold at once, but looking at such a weak little girl, could she carry so much food?

And it’s still a rainy day.

"It's okay, please leave it outside the door for me first. My family will come to get it soon." An Jiuyue said to the waiter.

Before she came in, she had seen that there was a dry area in an inconspicuous area outside the food store where food could be stored for a while.

She can wait until the people here are not paying attention, collect all the food into the space, and then leave.

When the clerk saw what she said, he naturally believed her and packed the rice and noodles she needed into bags one by one. There were four bags of brown rice and polished rice weighing 60 jins each, as well as flour that weighed 30 jins each.

Four bags, then one bag of soybeans, and two bags of cornmeal.

They were all placed outside at the place pointed by An Jiuyue. In order to avoid moisture, the clerk even placed a few sacks underneath.

An Jiuyue watched the guy put away his things and left. After a while, seeing no one around, he put his things into the space and went home.

After a while, the boss of Mipuli came out from behind, and the waiter told him about this matter.

"Boss, do you think it's strange? I've never seen anyone buy so much food at once. Are they preparing to store it for the New Year? But it's just the beginning of spring."

"What do you know?"

The boss rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"It's been raining for so many days. Who knows how long it will continue to rain like this? I don't know if Luoquan River can hold on.

It's okay here. If we go further west, those villages will depend on the Luoquan River for their livelihood. If there is any movement in the river, they will all be dead.

If we don't stock up on more food now, how will we be able to survive then? The price of our food has increased."

"You can't store so many," the waiter muttered to himself.

Besides, what's the use of storing so much food? If it's soaked in the rain, it's all in vain. What's wasted is money.

However, it wasn't his money that was wasted, so he didn't have to worry about it so much.



Speaking of An Jiuyue, after returning from the town in a hurry, she did not go home directly. Instead, she went to the village where her registered residence was and knocked on the door of the patriarch's uncle's house.

"Hey, isn't this Jiuyue from Lao Tutou's house? What are you doing here on a rainy day?"

The patriarch's wife braved the rain and came to open the door. When she saw it was An Jiuyue, her face became unhappy. Her snobbish eyes glanced at An Jiuyue up and down, and she asked in a strange way.

This An Jiuyue, although she may be said to have two sons, is actually a widow whose husband has died.

And there was also a face that would fascinate any man. There were many young men in the village who were all eager to marry her so that they could be cheap fathers to her two sons!


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