Dressed as a villain's wife

The seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

It snowed heavily for three days in a row, which made the branches of the streets and alleys even lower.

Looking at the white mist exhaled, Nanzhi's face became a little sad.

Xu Chou came back from the countryside yesterday and said that there was also a problem with the land in their village.

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The eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The sky was cloudy and the scenery was invisible.

Large flakes of snowflakes fell, covering the branches of the eaves in a silvery white.

Two women were hurrying along the street.

"What you said is true?" A woman hesitated as she looked at her neighbor who was rushing towards the grain store.

She sneaked into her home last night to say that there was important news, but she called her out early this morning.

"Why would I lie to you!" Seeing that she didn't believe her, the woman just rolled her eyes.

This is the first-hand news!

Yesterday, my nephew who was outside the city brought her something. He only said that it was not peaceful recently, that the village was plagued by rats everywhere, and he wanted to borrow some money from her to buy food.

"Didn't you see that there are more guards near the gate of the city? There is a disaster outside the city! It is probably because we are afraid that those country people will come to the city, so let's go buy more food, so that the disaster victims will not come in at some time. Gotta eat."

The woman's tone was a bit arrogant, yesterday her nephew brought a chicken and wanted to borrow two taels of silver, could it be that she is stupid?

A chicken costs two hundred coins, but you want two taels of silver as soon as you open your mouth?

I only told her for the sake of being a neighbor. If she doesn't believe me, I will have a hard time in the future, so don't blame myself.

"But the price of grain is probably a bit high now." The other person frowned, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

There are indeed more guards at the gate of the city these days, and the number of patrols at night has also increased a lot.

"No matter how high and powerful it is, how can it be? It's better than the disaster victims entering the city in the future, and the whole family will not have to eat well."

After hesitating for a while, the woman finally gritted her teeth and followed to the grain store.

There were two red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the grain store, and seeing someone coming over early in the morning, the clerk was muttering inwardly.

It stands to reason that this is approaching the New Year, and the price of food in the shop has risen, so there shouldn't be so many people coming to buy food.

It's strange, the business in the shop is surprisingly good these days.

"Man, what's the price of food today?"

The woman saw that there was no one around, and then she asked.

"Today's new rice costs ten coins a catty, old rice six coins a catty, white flour thirteen coins a catty."

The buddy looked at them, and pointed to the wooden board beside them.

The daily price is written on it, but every time someone wants to ask.

It's weird.

After hearing the price, both of them had strange expressions on their faces.

This price has doubled than usual!

"Do you want to buy it or not?" The man saw that their faces were not very good-looking, so he just rubbed his hands.

In this cold weather, whether to buy or not to buy is a matter of words!

"Buy, buy, pack thirty catties of old rice for me, and ask for another twenty catties of new rice."

The woman was in a bit of pain. Her man could earn 400 Wen a month, and the rice, flour, grain and oil at home cost more than [-] Wen a month. Now that the price of food has risen, it makes my stomach hurt!

But now it’s almost Chinese New Year no matter what, so we can’t still eat old rice during Chinese New Year.

In addition, the woman's life at home was not as good as hers, so she hesitated for a long time and only bought thirty catties of old rice.

Seeing the two sneakily carrying the grain bag, the grain store clerk just glanced a few more times, then rubbed his hands and went back into the house.

This year is the day when people will freeze to death.

The foot landed on the ground and only made a deep mark, crookedly stepping the pure white snow into the mud.

When Liu Jie came back, his eyebrows and temples had already frosted.

Looking at the dozen or so carriages behind him, Shen Wenchen was rarely relieved.

Dumb sent a letter yesterday.

The situation in the capital is urgent, and now they can't take care of Yancheng's side, I'm afraid they all have to figure out their own way.

Although Yancheng is rich and prosperous, there is only so much money in the county government, and most of the surrounding cities are closely connected with Xincheng. All they can do now is to survive.

The things that lasted until Kyoto came to fruition, and lasted until the end.

It's been more than half a month since I went there, and now I'm finally back.

"General, the last general is back." Seeing the figures of Shen Wenchen and Nan Zhi, Liu Jie hurriedly got off his horse, cupped his fists and saluted.

Looking at the vicissitudes of his former youthful subordinates, Shen Wenchen felt a little emotional.

"Hard."

Liu Jie went in a hurry, and finally bought food all the way down the river, and the way back was even more twists and turns.

"General, my subordinates heard that Xincheng and the other three cities have joined forces. I'm afraid we will have to rely on ourselves this time."

Liu Jie's voice was hoarse, and he only felt resentment in his heart when he thought of the news from the inquiring.

The city of Xin was built by the water, and when they passed by, they even asked the price. A catty of old rice costs eight yuan, and new rice costs thirteen yuan.

Xincheng is close to water and has always been the largest transit point for grain exchanges.

He just opened his mouth to their lions!
He thought it was wrong, and privately sent a childish-looking subordinate to inquire about the price of grain.

As a result, the people in the city said that now a catty of old rice costs only four renminbi, and new rice only costs seven renminbi!
And as long as you buy enough, the price will continue to drop!
It was only because they knew they were from Yancheng that they raised the price!

Later, he asked several of his subordinates to disguise themselves and go to various grain shops in the city to buy five hundred catties of grain, and then sneaked away before being discovered.

After passing through two other cities, they realized that everything was the fault of the city lord of Xincheng.

I simply pieced together things along the way, and at least I bought food.

"Just come back."

Shen Wenchen patted him on the shoulder and helped him up.

The nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The city of Yan became lively again.

After half a month after Sanweiju closed, there was finally movement.

The old plaque was replaced and put aside, leaving only the new plaque engraved with the words "Lin's Grain Shop" was hung high.

The tables, chairs and benches that were neatly arranged in the lobby had long since disappeared, but now there are wooden barrels filled with various grains.

"Fathers and folks, our Lin's Grain Shop officially opened today, everyone is welcome to come in and take a look!"

Uncle Ping changed his usual style, and today he was wearing a thick gray jacket, with smiles like the shopkeepers' signatures on his face.

The onlookers probed their heads for a long time, and after a long time, someone asked in a low voice: "This is, which grain shop is this?"

"Of course it was opened by the wife of the city lord." Liu Da looked at him with some arrogance.

"Why, why is it so expensive?"

Someone saw the price tag on the grain bucket, smashed it, smashed it, and couldn't control the volume.

As he said this, someone followed him and looked over.

I only saw a ten-cent coin sign on the old rice, and a price of sixteen coins per catty on the new rice.

"Could it be that the wife of the city lord wants to open a black shop?"

Someone muttered in a low voice, and naturally someone picked up the conversation.