The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

After breakfast that day, Hu Luanfei calculated that the silver she had on hand was enough to cover one month's wages. She took out five taels of silver for household expenses and gave the rest to Qi Siliao, asking him to use it flexibly.

Then, I prepared to go to the market with Uncle Niu to buy some rice and investigate the market to buy some seeds.

He was stunned for a moment, and tightened his grip, "Knowing that the journey will be difficult, why do you still want to..."

Before getting on the bullock cart, she paused with her back to him and said, "Isn't your dream my dream?"

At this time, his eyes were watery, as if it had rained and his eyes were misty.

Instantly, she turned around and caught a glimpse of the emotion in his eyes. She was almost lost in his emotions, unable to resist, and her heart softened.

“As long as my life is not involved, I will support you unconditionally in whatever you do next.

It seemed as if her words had gripped his lifeblood, and he was in a daze, as if he were dreaming.

but--

When she got on the ox cart and prepared to set off, he said something that deserved to be beaten, "If I die, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

Hu Luanfei almost fell off the ox cart. He was startled and unconsciously went forward to support her.

"Qi Si Liao, you bury me in peace!"

The fist hit him hard in the face, and he was stunned, "You dare to hit me?"

"I'm going to hit you, you bastard. Uncle Niu, get out of here!"

Hu Luanfei folded his arms in frustration and urged Uncle Niu to leave quickly.

She was going to be pissed off by him.

Even when we arrived at the market more than three hours later, our temper had not yet subsided.

The streets of Beiqiu Kingdom were extremely prosperous, with people coming and going, all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes. She seemed really out of place in the crowd, and even the beggars on the street were much richer than her.

She sighed heavily and went into the rice shop with five taels of silver in her pocket.

The wealthy shopkeeper, who was over fifty years old, only raised his eyelids when he saw her coming, then looked away and continued to calculate the accounts on the abacus.

Hu Luanfei didn't mind his hospitality and secretly observed all the food in the rice shop. Apart from rice, there were almost no common grains in the 21st century, such as black rice, red rice, millet, etc. There was flour, but it was not very good, and he didn't know if it was made of wheat.

"Boss, don't you have anything else?"

"What do you want?" He still didn't raise his head.

Hu Luanfei thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any sorghum?"

"none."

"What about...barley and wheat?"

"Nothing."

"That's weird." Hu Luanfei was puzzled. "If there is no barley or wheat, where does the flour come from?"

"Ji did it."

"Ji?"

The shopkeeper explained, "The raw material of flour is called 'ji' here."

The words awakened Hu Luanfei's mind and she became clear. She had completely forgotten that she was not in modern times, but in ancient times, when many plants were called differently and it was difficult to explain them clearly.

According to this, the ancient word for sorghum is - Shushu?

"By the way, shopkeeper, do you have any uncles here?"

"Yes, but the yield is extremely low and the price will be higher than rice. But I have to tell you, this thing is not only expensive, but also not as delicious as rice."

Hu Luanfei was extremely puzzled, "Then why are you still selling it?"

"Some people still like to eat some coarse grains."

"Isn't there any other use for it?"

"None yet."

How could it be that there is none yet?

Sorghum has many uses, it can be used to make snacks, noodles and even to make wine...

Oh, and brewing!

Why didn't she think of it at first?

"After saying so much, are you going to buy it or not?" The shopkeeper came up and pointed at Gao Liang and asked.

Hu Luanfei nodded quickly, "Yes, I want them all, and I want three bags of rice."

The shopkeeper frowned and looked her up and down, "Do you have any conditions?"

"What conditions?" She realized belatedly that she had not understood what the shopkeeper meant.

It was only when the other person moved his fingers that she suddenly realized what was going on.

"Yes, yes, yes. Isn't it just two taels of silver?" She took out two taels of silver from her purse. "Is it enough?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Two taels of silver is only enough to buy half a bag of sorghum. Three bags of rice will cost another three taels."

Hu Luanfei's smile froze, "Why did the price go up?"

The shopkeeper said calmly, "Last year, locusts came through and many crops were damaged, resulting in a low grain yield this year. Therefore, the price is relatively higher than before, but you can choose not to buy it. It doesn't matter to me."

Hu Luanfei held his purse tightly, frowned slightly as he looked at the three bags of rice and sorghum with a painful look on his face. Five taels of silver were not enough, and it would all be spent on buying rice.

The shopkeeper could see that she was in a dilemma, so he pointed at the sorghum and said, "It can also be used as seeds. If you can grow it, I will buy it."

Planting sorghum?

It doesn’t seem impossible.

She suddenly remembered that sorghum likes to grow in dry and high-temperature areas. The environment of the fiefdom is just suitable, and with the blessing of the space stream, the sorghum will definitely have a good harvest.

So she bought two bags of rice and half a bag of sorghum.

"Boss, can you please..."

"No, do you want love?"

"Tsk!" How do you know she wants to bargain before she even says anything?

The shopkeeper refused to give in and refused to lower the price by a single cent. If her family had been poor, she would not have been willing to buy from him.

Fortunately, before she left, this stingy man finally gave her two packets of seeds. One packet was corn, which they called "imperial wheat", and the other packet he said was flower seeds. She didn't think much about it and put them all in Uncle Niu's car.

With the remaining one or two taels of silver, she went to a cloth shop and bought tiger-head shoes and a set of festive baby clothes. She also asked about what the market needed and left only after getting satisfactory answers.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon, and people from nearby villages got on Uncle Niu's car one after another to return to the village before dark.

Because there has been some unrest recently, I heard people say that a group of bandits came on the way back to the village at some point in the night and often robbed villagers passing by. Some even said that if they saw young girls, they would capture them and make them their wives.

Hu Luanfei was a little scared when he heard this, and quickly found something to cover the two bags of rice.

The sun gradually set, and without the sunlight the mountain road became eerily desolate and quiet.

The uncles and aunts who were originally chattering and talking suddenly shut their mouths. Only the sound of the wheels turning and the cries of crows nearby could be heard.

At this moment, the atmosphere was so weird that it was maddening.

"Eh-"

The ox cart suddenly stopped, and the people on it all leaned forward due to inertia.

Hu Luanfei looked up and saw a man in black holding a sword on the path ahead. His face was covered and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Before Uncle Niu could say anything, the man had already drawn his sword and was walking towards them quickly.

He has only one target, and that is Hu Luanfei.

"Oh my god, it's killing me!" The cold sword slashed across her neck, cutting off a piece of her black hair fluttering in the wind. Fortunately, she had a strong reaction ability and avoided the fatal attack.