Marrying a village tyrant husband with space, being spoiled by the in-laws

How shameless, how invincible, and she couldn't even refute it.

"I won't tell you about your affairs, and don't pester me, or I'll make you suffer!"

Yu Suihuan waved his fist, pushed Li Chengjin away, and ran towards the street.

She looked around carefully, and seeing that Feng Wenyu and his group were not there, she began to look for a grain store.

Li Chengjin did not stop him. There was still a lot of time and there was no need to rush.

The town was not big, with only a few busy streets. After asking passers-by, she quickly found a grain store.

The store is very big, and all kinds of beans, rice and flour are placed in special large wooden barrels. You can smell the unique aroma of grains as soon as you enter.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this rice?"

Yu Suihuan has discovered during these few days that this dynasty has never appeared in history and is a bit similar to the Ming Dynasty.

She lives in Hexi County, which should be the Central Plains region, where corn, wheat, soybeans, and sweet potatoes are grown.

, potatoes, sorghum, millet, peanuts and other crops.

It is not suitable for growing rice. Rice is shipped from the south and the price is definitely not cheap.

She looked at the label. Even though it was written in traditional Chinese characters, she could still make out the general idea.

"The old rice is 15 cents a pound, the new rice is 20 cents a pound, and the best new rice is 25 cents a pound."

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a beard, tall and thin. He was standing at the counter, clacking away on an abacus.

"Then give me five pounds of new rice."

Although she had three taels of silver and two hundred and twenty-five coins, it was too much to buy. She didn't know the price of meat, and she also had to buy cloth to make clothes.

"Did you bring the cloth bag?" asked the waiter.

"No, if the store sells it, I'll buy one."

Yu Suihuanxin wanted to forget that in this era, you have to bring your own bag when buying something.

"A smaller muslin bag is two cents a piece."

After the waiter finished speaking, he picked up a cloth bag and began to fill it with rice and weigh it skillfully.

"Where's the wheat flour?"

Yu Suihuan looked around and decided to just buy rice and flour, and he could buy the other food next time he made money.

The flour in ancient times was a bit black because the skin was shed lightly, so it was not as white and delicate as the modern flour, but it had a strong wheat aroma.

In fact, not many people buy flour. Most villagers grind their own flour using stone mills.

Even if they did buy wheat, they would go to the wealthy families in the village to buy a few pounds of wheat. Wheat was cheap and they could grind it themselves. Labor was the least valuable anyway.

"Wheat flour costs ten cents a pound."

The waiter said this as he weighed the rice.

"Five pounds, please, and another bag."

She also wanted to buy rapeseed oil, but then she thought about the poor oil pressing technology in ancient times and that rapeseed oil was much more expensive than animal oil, so she gave up.

The waiter tied the two bags tightly with a thin hemp rope.

"The new rice is 100 wen, the wheat flour is 50 wen, and the two bags are 154 wen in total.

Yu Suihuan had exactly 225 coins in change on him, so he counted them out and handed them to the waiter.

"The money is just right, sir, please take your time."

She put the two bags into the basket, walked out of the grocery store and headed straight for the butcher's shop not far away across the street.

In ancient times, pork was slaughtered by butchers on the same day. The meat was very fresh and it would tremble slightly when pressed by hand. Compared with modern fresh cold meat, it was much better.

"Boss, how much do you sell pork and lard for?"

Butcher Zhang looked over and saw that the young lady who came to buy meat was so pretty that her voice was a few decibels lower than usual.

"Miss, pork is thirty cents a pound, the kind with bones is twenty cents a pound, and pork fat is twenty-five cents a pound. I also have boiled pork fat here, ninety cents a liter, and it comes in a jar."

"Then give me three pounds of pork and a liter of lard."

Yu Suihuan was secretly drooling as she spoke. She couldn't wait to eat meat. She almost vomited after eating so much wild vegetables in the past two days.

Butcher Zhang cut the meat and tied it up with straw ropes, and also put the lard can into a net bag made of straw ropes.

"Miss, the total is one hundred and eighty cents."

Yu Suihuan didn’t have enough change left, so he used the silver he earned from selling the gold pendant to pay for the meat.

She couldn't help but sigh, no wonder most people in ancient times were reluctant to spend money on food and clothing, and only dared to use a little lard when cooking.

An ordinary strong laborer could only earn twenty or thirty cents a day. He had to support a wife, children and a large family. Apart from farming, he had little time to go out to work. When the harvest was good, he could pay the grain tax and have enough to eat. When there was a famine, the family could not even have enough to eat after paying the grain tax.

Rice, flour, lard, and pork were too heavy, so she found a hidden corner and put the rice, flour, and lard into the space, leaving only the pork in the basket and covering it with a rag.

Afraid that Chun Xing would be waiting anxiously, Yu Suihuan strode towards the Yuanyang Embroidery Tower, but when he arrived there, there was no one there.

Just as I was about to go into the embroidery building to ask, I suddenly heard Chun Xing's surprised cry.

"Huanhuan, you really came back. You scared me to death."

Behind Chun Xing was Li Chunsheng, who was pulling a cart of goods.

"You went to find Brother Li. I'm so sorry to have caused you so much trouble for me."

Yu Suihuan didn't expect that Chun Xing and her elder brother would care so much about her, someone they had just known for two days.

"Sister, you are too polite. You came here with us. We would feel bad if anything happened to you. We have just finished transporting the goods. If nothing else, let's go back quickly."

After hearing what Chun Xing said just now, Li Chunsheng was also worried to death. Those powerful young masters were not people like them who could afford to offend.

"Chun Xing, come with me to the cloth shop to buy some cloth. We'll be back soon."

The cloth shop is not far from Yuanyang Embroidery Tower.

"Okay, you two go buy it. It won't take too long."

Li Chunsheng was also afraid of being met by the bully again and causing trouble.

Yu Suihuan listened to Chunxing's advice and bought a piece of cloth suitable for making a bellyband, and also bought a piece of fine white cotton cloth to make trousers and socks.

A piece of light blue cotton cloth and a piece of green cotton cloth to make outer clothes cost more than three hundred coins in total.

In fact, coarse cloth is cheap, but she doesn't want to wear it because it is too hard.

With Brother Crow's golden finger, I can pick up some gold from time to time and I won't be afraid of not having a good life in the future.

After buying everything, the three of them followed the ox cart back.

When they came, the ox cart was empty and it was okay to sit on it. When they went back, the ox cart was piled with goods. The three of them decided to walk first and get on the cart when they were really tired. After all, not many families had oxen in that era, and oxen were more valuable than people because they could work.

When approaching the city gate, Li Chunsheng saw two men who looked like servants standing there, looking at everyone passing by.

He couldn't help but have a bad feeling and stopped the ox cart.

"Little sister, little sister, you two stand behind the ox cart and don't move. Take a sneak look at the city gate. There are two people checking passers-by. Are they the followers of the bully you met today?"