Sister Han is good at farming

Ruan Qingqing calculated that the total expenses she had were only one hundred and forty coins.

In this dynasty, one dan of rice cost three qian of silver, one dan of inferior broken rice cost one qian of silver, and one dan of wheat also cost three qian of silver. One dan of this dynasty was equivalent to 125 jin.

A pound of salt costs 15 cents, a pound of soybean oil or rapeseed oil costs 50 cents, and a pound of pork with more fat costs 15 cents.

She calculated and calculated, and decided to buy a pound of salt, two pounds of meat, and ninety pounds of broken old rice. Vegetable oil was too expensive, and she couldn't afford it, so she bought some pork oil to make do.

"What? You want to buy ninety catties of broken old rice? Little girl, our grain store sells grain by the dan or dou. How can we sell it by the dan or dou?"

When the owner of the grain store heard Ruan Qingqing say she wanted to buy 90 kilograms of broken rice, he laughed.

"How about this! Little girl, you can either buy one dan or nine dou. The broken old rice in our store is the most affordable. Even if you buy one dan, it will only cost a hundred copper coins."

"Uncle shopkeeper, please give me nine dou of broken rice!" Zhang Yunran said after doing some calculations in his mind.

"Okay! Little girl, bring the rice bag here and I'll have someone fill it with rice for you." The shopkeeper smiled.

Ruan Qingqing looked embarrassed. "I don't have a bag of rice."

Who knew that in ancient times you had to bring your own bag when buying rice!

"Hey, shopkeeper, your store is so big, you can't even have a bag of rice, right?" Ruan Wantie couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

"It's not that we don't have rice bags, but we have an unwritten rule in our grain store: if you buy top-quality refined rice, and buy it by the shi, we'll give you a rice bag for free. If you buy other grains, you have to spend extra copper coins to buy the rice bags. But our rice bags are not expensive, only two cents each, and they're sturdy and durable, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

The shopkeeper said with a warm face.

Ruan Qingqing clenched the copper coin in her hand, then loosened it, and then clenched it again. After repeating this three times, she gritted her teeth and said, "Boss, I'll buy the bag!"

As soon as she left the grain store, her heart almost bled.

If you add another eight cents, you can buy a bushel of rice!

Ruan Wantie wanted to say something to comfort her, but he could not say anything. In the end, he just carried the basket and followed Ruan Qingqing silently.

After buying the salt and meat, considering that there was not even a jar for salt and oil at home, Ruan Qingqing went to the grocery store and begged the owner for a coarse earthenware salt jar and a large coarse earthenware bowl with her last three cents.

Ruan Qingqing felt very uncomfortable as she walked home holding the salt jar and the stoneware bowl.

After working so hard in the mountains for so long, this is all I can earn.

Our family is really short of everything now and needs money for everything.

They could not even have enough food if they just kept doing this in the mountains. Not to mention that there was a woman named Wang who was about to give birth at home, so they also needed to prepare some money for emergencies. They also had to prepare clothes for the younger brother or sister who was about to be born.

Ruan Qingqing was very worried!

She had to find a way to earn more money, otherwise if anything went wrong at home, she would be done for.

When Mr. Ruan and his men came over last night, they looked distressed, but it was just distress. Because their father's previous behavior chilled the hearts of everyone in the old house, it was difficult for them to get any substantial help from the old house. This ice did not freeze in one day, and it will not thaw in one day.

Her worry was not only in her heart, but also on her face.

Even though the family could finally have a real meal at noon, it didn't make her happy.

In the afternoon, Ruan Qingqing walked out of her dull home and wandered around the village in a daze.

How to find money for the family?

Borrowing money is impossible. Everyone in the village avoids them like the plague, let alone borrowing money.

hunt?

She had extraordinary strength, but she had no hunting skills. She had only caught pheasants by carrying a basket and just wanting to do it.

Make delicious food?

With her family's current financial resources, she can't even get all the ingredients together.

Utilize the professional knowledge learned before traveling through time?

Before she traveled through time, she was a doctor of agriculture. She was in a car accident on the way to attend an important academic seminar, and her soul traveled to this ancient farmhouse of unknown dynasty.

Not to mention that the harvest from farming is slow, even if she wants to farm now, there is no land at home for her to farm.

"Knock, knock..."

Ruan Qingqing, who had unknowingly walked to the village entrance, looked in the direction of the sound and saw a father and son walking towards the village.

When the two men approached, Ruan Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up. Perhaps she had found a very good way to make money.

Both the father and son were tall. The one walking in front was Yan Qufeng, a famous carpenter in the village. He was in his thirties, had a sharp face and was very serious.

A step behind was his son Yan Zechen, who was only about 13 or 14 years old, with an upright figure, about five feet tall, and a tense face, with his head lowered as he hurried on.

Both father and son were carrying bags on their backs, and it looked like they were just back from work. A corner of a planer was visible from Yan Zechen's bag.

The exposed plane gave Ruan Qingqing an idea to make money.

As a doctor of agriculture who is well-versed in ancient and modern times, she is very familiar with some ancient agricultural tools. Perhaps she can use the same method to make some money for her family.

After making up her mind, Ruan Qingqing hurried over to intercept Carpenter Yan and his son. "Hello, Uncle Yan, Brother Yan!"

Yan Qufeng, who was concentrating on getting on his way, was suddenly blocked by someone, who turned out to be the family with the worst reputation in the village. His face immediately turned cold.

"Is something wrong?"

"Uncle Yan, I am fortunate to have received some guidance from an expert and know some rare drawings of agricultural tools. I would like to cooperate with you." Ruan Qingqing went straight to the point.

"Not interested, find someone else!"

Yan Qufeng refused without thinking, walked around Ruan Qingqing and continued walking forward.

"What if I'm talking about a plow that takes very little effort to use?"

Ruan Qingqing didn't want to miss this good opportunity, and quickly thought of an agricultural tool that was slightly ahead of its time - the curved plow.

Yan Qufeng paused in his movement.

As a skilled carpenter, he knew how to make a useful plow and no one in the area knew it better than himself.

It's really ridiculous that the eldest girl from Ruan Laosi's family boasted that she could draw a plow that saves a lot of effort.

Yan Qufeng's face immediately turned serious, and his tone became even colder. "I'm very busy, I don't have time to joke with you!"

"Uncle Yan, I'm serious. There's no time for jokes. Nowadays, the plow beam is straight. In order to maintain stability when plowing the land, a considerable amount of manpower must be used to press down the plow tip. But what if the plow beam is made curved, and the end of the beam is lowered to the same level as the plowshare?" Ruan Qingqing said calmly.

Yan Qufeng is not careless when it comes to things related to his profession.

He thought about it for a moment following Ruan Qingqing's idea, and suddenly everything became clear to him.