The concubine escaped and cried when she met the prince again

He never imagined that a doctor would move into their village. This way, it would be much more convenient for everyone to see a doctor when they had a headache or fever.

Two quarters of an hour later, Shen Ruolan and her friends arrived at the village market. Wu Dahu pointed to a small house in the middle of the open space and introduced it to Shen Ruolan: "Brother, this is the market here."

In fact, there used to be such a market in their village, but due to natural disasters in recent years, the owner had no money to keep it open.

Shen Ruolan heard that the market had arrived. She looked at the house in front of her and asked in surprise, "Is this the village market?"

Shen Ruolan thought that the village market should be as lively as the markets in her previous life. At the very least, it should be like the small towns at this time, with all kinds of daily necessities.

However, she never expected that the so-called market in this village was actually just a small shop. It was a unique business, so it would be strange if the things were not expensive.

Wu Dahu said to Shen Ruolan: "Yes, because the village is generally self-sufficient, and the only things sold in the market are rice, grain, oil and salt."

Especially oil, which was not available for sale every day. Generally, pigs were slaughtered once every ten days or half a month, and then people could buy oil. Otherwise, they had to go to the city dozens of miles away to buy it.

"Okay." Shen Ruolan expressed her understanding after hearing what Wu Dahu said.

When Shen Ruolan and her group entered the store, the owner smiled at Wu Dahu and said, "Hey, isn't this Dahu, the grandson of the village chief of Nanfeng Village? What do you want to buy today?"

Wu Dahu replied to the shop owner: "I'm here to buy two pounds of salt today."

"Okay." The shop owner said, and quickly weighed the salt for him, "The salt is weighed, a total of sixty cents."

When Wu Dahu heard that two kilograms of salt cost sixty cents, he immediately frowned and said, "Boss, isn't salt twenty cents a kilogram? How come it has become sixty cents?"

The shop owner explained to him: "It's hard to get goods now, so the prices have increased. There's nothing we can do about it."

Wu Dahu hesitated for a moment and said to the shop owner, "Then please weigh one pound for me first."

"Okay," the boss said good-temperedly.

Shen Ruolan, who was standing by, couldn't help but frown when she heard that two kilograms of salt cost sixty cents. Isn't this price too high? When she buys food later, will the price also be ridiculously expensive?

In order to verify her idea, after Wu Dahu bought the salt, Shen Ruolan asked the store owner, "Boss, how much are your rice and flour?"

When the boss heard Shen Ruolan wanted to buy food, he smiled and said to her, "Hey, little brother, white rice is 30 cents a pound, brown rice is 18 cents a pound, good flour is 35 cents a pound, and dark flour is 12 cents a pound."

After Shen Ruolan heard the price of food, she frowned and asked, "Why are they so expensive?"

"Hehe, there's nothing we can do. This is the price of grain this year." The store owner said with a smile.

"Can't the price be a little lower?" Shen Ruolan said.

The shop owner said, "It can't be less."

Their food is specially prepared for the other side of the river, so the price must not be low.

Shen Ruolan couldn't listen to the other party. After she was silent for a long time, she said to the store owner: "Give me 500 kilograms of brown rice and 200 kilograms of black flour."

The shop owner responded in a good mood: "Okay."

After saying this, he quickly packed seven bags of food and said, "Brother, everything you want is packed."

When Shen Ruolan heard that everything was packed, she walked forward and opened each bag to take a look. The brown rice was fine, but the black flour was mixed with a lot of wheat bran, which made her look a little unhappy.

She grabbed a handful of black flour and asked the shop owner, "Boss, this is obviously wheat bran, why do you call it flour? And it's 12 cents a pound, it's too much of a rip-off."

This grain price was simply astronomical for the common people at that time. You know, the best grain they sold during the autumn harvest was only three cents per pound.

After hearing what Shen Ruolan said, the shop owner went into the house, grabbed a handful of wheat bran and said, "Brother, that's the last batch of flour. It's normal to have wheat bran mixed in. This is the real wheat bran."

Seeing this, Shen Ruolan looked at Wu Dahu and asked, "Brother Dahu, is this really black flour?"

She had only bought good flour before, so she didn't know what black flour looked like.

Wu Dahu patted his head, smiled at Shen Ruolan and said, "Brother, this is black flour."

"Okay." Shen Ruolan heard that this was real black flour, so she had to bite the bullet and buy it. She took out twelve taels of silver from her pocket and handed it to the boss, saying, "Boss, please give me the change."

The boss took Shen Ruolan's money, quickly changed out 600 coins and handed it to her, saying, "Young man, this is your 600 coins, please keep it."

Shen Ruolan nodded at him, looked at Wu Dahu and said, "Brother Dahu, please take everyone to help me move the food onto the boat."

When Wu Dahu saw Shen Ruolan bought several hundred kilograms of grain in one go, he couldn't help but feel envious. Although they were all coarse grains, they were still grains after all and could fill their stomachs, which was much better than eating wild vegetables every day.

Hearing Shen Ruolan calling him, he quickly came back to his senses and smiled at her, "Okay."

After saying this, he picked up a bag of food and walked out the door.

He Cai and his friends hurriedly followed.

After Shen Ruolan waited for them to leave, she said to the store owner, "Boss, give me another 100 kilograms of refined rice and 100 kilograms of refined flour."

Shen Ruolan would never mistreat anyone but herself. The silver notes she brought with her cost less than three hundred taels, which was enough to support herself.

When the boss heard that Shen Ruolan still needed food, he happily went to help her pack it.

After buying the refined rice and flour, the boss took the initiative to ask someone to help deliver them. Shen Ruolan was happy to save herself the trouble, so she turned around and left with the people carrying the food.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she was tripped by a pocket at the door and almost fell. Shen Ruolan looked back at the pocket that tripped her and said to the store owner, "Boss, please clean up the door here, otherwise it will cause others to fall."

She is pregnant now and can't afford to fall.

After hearing what Shen Ruolan said, the boss ran over and apologized to her with the bag in his hand, "Sorry, little brother. These are the soybeans that the villagers just brought over to sell today. I didn't have time to clean them up."

When Shen Ruolan heard that it was soybeans, she quickly stopped the boss and asked, "Boss, wait a minute, how much are you selling the soybeans for?"

She had never eaten soy products in the palace, and had never seen soy products during her two months of wandering among the people. So, her intuition told her that soybeans might be one of her business opportunities.

Of course, she can also make money by treating other people, but she doesn't want to be too high-profile until she can protect herself.

When the shop owner heard Shen Ruolan wanted to buy soybeans, he looked at her with a puzzled look and said, "Young man, soybeans are three cents a pound. Do you want to buy them?"

The soybeans grown in their village were basically waiting for the imperial court to purchase them and use them as horse feed. Most people seldom ate this thing, not only because it was difficult to cook, but also because it was difficult to digest if eaten too much, and it would cause bloating and discomfort in the stomach. Therefore, as long as the family could barely get enough to eat, no one was willing to eat it.