After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official

Chapter 13 Calculation

The little girl was about to kneel down on the spot, but Yan Funing held her arm around.

"Don't kneel!"

The little girl blinked: "My benefactor is so beautiful!"

Yan Funing smiled and touched the little girl's face: "You are also pretty."

The little girl turned around and said, "Dad, my sister said I'm good-looking, too."

The young man said "um" and took out a hanging money from his arms and handed it to Yan Funing.

"What is this to do?" Yan Funing took a step back.

"Yesterday, the doctor in the clinic said that he needed to pay a hanging fee to treat Xiaoya's arms. I didn't carry that much money at that time, so I had to ask them to help me first, but they refused. Fortunately, the girl helped me, otherwise I would have Xiaoya's arm was ruined."

As he said that, he handed the money forward.

Yan Funing waved her hand and refused: "Your daughter's arm is just a dislocated, it's just a small problem, you don't have to give me money."

She's just a little work.

Although she is short of money now, she doesn't need to collect money when she helps treat her dislocation.

The young man said in surprise: "A hang of money is a tael of silver, but it's just a dislocation. The doctor in the clinic is really brave enough to offer a price. I run an iron shop, and it takes a long time to save money."

Yan Funing said, "Making money is not easy, put it away quickly."

But I don't want the young man to repay her.

"Girl, please accept it. The clinic offers a random price, and I am reluctant to give it to you. But the girl is kind-hearted. It is true that it is cured by my daughter's arm. This is a thank you gift, please accept it!"

Yan Funing asked, "Are you a blacksmith?"

The man nodded: "Yes, I make a living by smacking iron."

"Can you make exquisite silver needles?"

Speaking of craftsmanship, the man was full of energy: "It's not that I can brag about it, but even embroidery needles."

Yan Funing nodded: "Please put away this hanging money. When the time is right, I will ask you to make a utensil for me."

To make a whole set of silver needles, at least a few taels of silver must be used as the material. At that time, she would also want to make other equipment, and she would need more money to use.

The man said happily: "Okay!"

He will do it carefully and repay it.

Thinking of this, he took away a hanging of money.

He pointed to the street in Dongshou: "Walking there, you can find my iron shop. My name is Tongcheng. When I get there, I will mention my name, and everyone knows it."

At this time, the little girl came to pull Yan Funing's hand: "My name is Tong Ya."

Yan Fu narrowed Tong Ya's little hand and smiled and said, "I've recorded it." He raised his eyes and said to Tong Cheng, "It will probably take some time for me to go."

Tong Cheng nodded: "Welcome at any time."

Soon, Tong Cheng took Tong Ya away, while Yan Funing entered the grain and oil shop.

"Boss, what is the price of rapeseed oil and soy sauce?"

The owner said lazily: "Raise oil costs fifty cents per pound, soy sauce costs eighteen cents per pound."

Yan Funing originally prepared two empty pots and was preparing to buy rapeseed oil and soy sauce today.

I didn't expect that they were all quite expensive, especially rapeseed oil.

Although I made some money today, most of it was the income of the pheasant caught by someone, so I still don’t move what he earned.

And what she earns herself has to save.

After thinking about it, she took out a pottery jar: "A pound of soy sauce is 15 cents per pound, will it be successful?"

The owner shook his head: "My store has been open for a fixed price for decades, and everyone in the neighbors know it."

It means you can't bargain.

"Then let's have a pound of soy sauce."

Yan Funing took out eighteen cents and handed the pot over.

There are still some rice and flour at home, but there is only one in the grain and oil restaurant town. The price is set, so I won’t buy it for the time being.

When I returned to the village, I asked to see who can sell the food I planted. It would be great if there was land at home.

The shop owner scooped a pound of soy sauce into the clay pot, took the copper plate and counted it. The quantity was correct, so he allowed Yan Funing to take away the clay pot.

Yan Funing covered the lid tightly and put the clay pot back into the basket.

I left the grain and oil store and bought two cabbages from the vendors along the street. The cabbage was cheap and only cost 7 cents. Thinking of the eggs my mother-in-law mentioned, she asked for the price of five cents each, so she only bought two.

The rapeseed oil was not finished, and Yan Funing planned to buy a piece of fat meat. It was good to go back and boil lard, so she walked to the meat stall.

When she asked about the price, she was surprised.

Fat meat costs 70 cents per pound, lean meat costs 50 cents per pound.

Fat meat is actually more expensive than lean meat!

The stall owner was covered in flesh, and when he cut the bones, his whole body shook three times.

"The girl is a person who doesn't buy vegetables at first sight. Of course, fatty meat is more expensive than lean meat." The stall owner threw out a piece of fat meat and said, "Look, this fat meat is shiny and good for boiling oil." goods."

The meat is too expensive, no wonder it is written in the book. People only eat it a few times a year during the New Year.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Now that the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated, pork is even more expensive.

Yan Funing thought about it and couldn't make a pound of lard with fat meat, so it would be better to go back to the grain and oil store to buy a pound of rapeseed oil.

Seeing that she was leaving, the stall owner called her: "Girl, pigs, pork ribs and big bone sticks are all cheap, do you want it?"

Yan Funing took back her toes that were about to lift: "How to sell ribs?"

The stall owner threw out a rib: "The price of cabbage is a whole pair of pork bones, just one pound of flesh. If you want it, take it away."

Yan Funing understood that the ancients contained less oil and water in their food, so fat meat was the most expensive.

The essence meat does not have much oil and water. Although it tastes good, it is not as expensive as fat meat.

And bones are the least valuable.

Modern delicious and expensive ribs, which are actually very cheap here.

"There are too many pig bones in the whole pair." Yan Funing pointed at the ribs he threw in front of him, "How much is this? If it's cheap, I'll want it."

The stall owner saw that there were two cabbages in the basket she placed on the ground, so he asked, "How much do you have these two cabbages?"

"Seven cents." Yan Funing said honestly.

"This rib is worth ten cents." The stall owner was afraid that she would not want it, so he hurriedly said, "I think your basket is not big, so I will pierce the ribs and put them in the basket."

The pork ribs are half eaten by humans and half eaten by dogs, and no one cares about them. It is rare for this girl to be ignorant.

"Didn't you just talk about the price of cabbage? It costs 7 cents, I'll take this rib with you."

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The stall owner used a knife to pierce the ribs several times.

Yan Funing took out the clay pot and cabbage so that the stall owner could put the ribs in her.

The stall owner thoughtfully laid her flat: "Girl, I'll put a piece of kraft paper for you. You can put the clay pot on the ribs, clean and stable."

"Thank you!"

Yan Funing smiled and paid seven cents.

There were so many ribs, and rapeseed fried must be very delicious, so she went back to the grain and oil store.

"Boss, you can also get a pound of rapeseed oil."

"I knew the girl knew the goods. My rapeseed oil, one word, is very fragrant."

The shop owner changed his attitude just now and took the empty pot with diligently, weighed the oil with oil, and scooped it into the pot.

Yan Fu smiled: "The boss is so funny."

When the business was completed, the owner smiled so hard that his wrinkles became deeper, and the remaining oil dripped slowly, and he seemed very patient.

When the oil almost dripped, he personally covered the cover tightly.

Yan Fu counted fifty cents for him, and placed the oil jar and the soy sauce jar side by side, with a cabbage on each side, and several layers of ribs underneath, which was quite stable.

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