Supreme peasant girl to turn over

Chapter 11 Buying Food
Li Yun said hesitantly: "Girl Feng, why don't we buy it next time we come?"

Yang Fengxian frowned and shook her head: "My things are all dried, and I just wait for the oil to cook."

Li Yun looked at the sky, pursed his lips and said, "Then mother, go home and get it!"

The little guy said from the side: "Auntie, girl, the store also sells matching clay pots, and buying them together with oil is cheaper than buying clay pots alone."

Hearing this, Yang Fengxian was very happy: "Brother, how much does this pottery pot containing five catties of oil cost?" Li Yun tugged at her sleeves, frowned and said, "Girl Feng, we still have pottery pots at home. Don't waste your money buying this."

Yang Fengxian persuaded: "Mom, I need jars for the things I pickle, and I have to buy them sooner or later." Li Yun had no choice but to listen to Yang Fengxian.

The little man said: "The clay pots with five catties of oil cost ten Wen each." The clay pots containing five catties of oil outside cost fifteen Wen each, and Ten Wen is already a cheap price.

Yang Fengxian counted the money in his hand, began to bargain with the boy, and finally bought two five-jin jars and eight-jin oil for 68 Wen.

After buying the oil, Yang Fengxian and Li Yun went to buy broken rice, wheat flour, soybeans, salt, etc. The remaining [-] Wen was also spent at a cost, and only [-] Wen was left.

Li Yun put away the fifty Wen tightly in pain, and looked at the food that had become a burden, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Yang Fengxian took a special look when buying wheat flour. There were still wheat seeds in the grain store, but the quantity was not much. The Dashu Kingdom still uses rice as the main crop, and the planting rate of wheat is relatively low because the yield is not high.

Yang Fengxian thought about it, and when the crop of peppers harvested fruit, he might as well buy some wheat to plant winter wheat, so that he would not have to worry about food for the coming year.

The price of wheat flour in the grain store is higher than that of broken rice, and she can also grow wheat and grind it into flour, and sell it to the grain store for broken rice, which is another fortune.

Li Yun didn't know that her daughter could imagine and think so much when buying food. Seeing that it was getting late, she took her daughter's hand and hurried home.

Qiushui Town is not very far from Taoyuan Village, and it just got dark after returning home.Yang Fengxian had been busy all day, and she was not willing to buy lunch. She was already hungry when she got home.

Li Yun had also been hungry all day, but Yang Jiaxiao and his son were coming back soon, so she quickly started preparing dinner.Seeing that Li Yun was still busy, Yang Fengxian also got up to help her and cook for her.

When Yang Jiaxiao and Yang Quanfu came back, the meal had just been prepared.Li Yun cooked porridge with the wild vegetables that had been picked and dried before. Yang Fengxian added a few drops of oil and added some salt to the porridge, which smelled very fragrant.A large plate of cold bean sprouts that was specially left behind was served on the table.

The men washed their hands and put them on the table, but they were surprised to find that the porridge in everyone's bowls today was thick with golden oily flakes.Yang Jiaxiao couldn't help but have a bad tone: "Yunniang, we don't have so much money on hand now, we should save money to live."

However, Li Yun kept smiling, and said to Yang Jiaxiao as if offering a treasure: "Father, you don't know, today I went to the town with Feng girl to sell our own cold salad, here, this is the one in front of you."

Yang Jiaxiao looked suspiciously at the dish in front of him: "What is this, why have I never seen it before? Can this dish be sold for money?"

Yang Fengxian said proudly: "Father, try it quickly, if I didn't keep it here on purpose, I wouldn't even have these things!"

Yang Jiaxiao picked up a chopstick dish suspiciously, and his eyes lit up after tasting it: "It's really delicious, it's really delicious!"

Yang Quanfu couldn't wait to take a bite, and shouted: "Second sister! The dishes you cook are so delicious! That's right, it's just too little!"

The whole family laughed out loud at Quan Fu, but Yang Fengxian felt a little distressed. No matter how sensible Quan Fu was, he was only a ten-year-old child, and a plate of cold bean sprouts made him so rare.She decided to work hard to make money and give this well-behaved brother a good body!
Yang Jiaxiao took a sip of the porridge and asked, "Yunniang, how much did you earn from this dish, why is the porridge today much thicker than before?"

(End of this chapter)