The game starts with fleeing from famine, the boss of the end times is in trouble

The counter for cloth in the store is very long, with all kinds of cloth on it. There are also shelves against the wall, with all kinds of cloth hanging on them.

There was a gap near the east side of the store, where you could get into the counter. Yun Yiyi looked around and saw that there was space at the back, which was probably the warehouse for storing cloth.

Yun the butcher and Wu the old man took their two children and followed the old man around the shop and found that the shop had a wide range of fabrics. There were high, medium and low-end fabrics, and it was indeed the largest fabric shop in the county.

There were many customers in the store and the business was good. Yun the butcher noticed that an old lady kept bargaining, but the waiter who served her was not angry and continued to serve her with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yun, what kind of cloth do you want to buy?" asked the old man.

"Brother Zhang, I want to buy some old coarse cloth and some cotton. When the weather gets cold, the cotton-padded clothes and quilts we prepared won't be enough."

"I have coarse cloth in my warehouse. As for cotton, I have it too, but the price is higher than last year." The old man said very honestly.

"We bought it once in the provincial capital before. The price is indeed higher than last year. I wonder what the price is here?" Yun the butcher asked loudly.

"As for the old coarse cloth, some are thirty cents a meter, and some are fifty cents a meter."

"I sell cotton for 380 wen a pound."

Butcher Yun listened to the old man's words and looked at Old Man Wu. Old Man Wu didn't say anything. Because when Old Man Wu was in the capital, he didn't buy cotton or old coarse cloth, so he didn't know their prices at all.

"Brother Zhang, we are all farmers and we are not very particular. Could you please take out the cloth that costs 30 cents per meter and show it to us?" Yun the butcher said bluntly.

"Okay, Brother Yun, wait a moment. I'll go to the warehouse and show it to you." After the old man said that, he passed through the gap in the corner and went to the warehouse at the back.

Butcher Yun and his friends waited for a few minutes. The old man put a few pieces of cloth on the counter.

"Brother Yun, look at these pieces of cloth. They are all 30 cents per meter, but the patterns are a little different." The old man spread out the pieces of cloth on the counter.

Butcher Yun and Old Man Wu both came over and touched the cloth.

"These old coarse cloths were collected from a village near us. The quality of the cloth is quite good, strong and wear-resistant. They can be used to make quilts and cotton-padded clothes."

"But, as you know, these old coarse cloths are cheap, so no one bothers to dye them into nice colors."

After listening to the old man's words, Yun the Butcher and the others felt that the old man was really honest.

"Brother Zhang, we don't really care about the color, as long as it's strong and wear-resistant."

"Yes, we flee from famine every day, so even good fabrics can't be worn to good effect," said Old Man Wu.

"Brother Yun, how many meters of coarse cloth do you want?" asked the old man.

"Brother Wu, how many meters of coarse cloth does your family want?" Butcher Yun turned and looked at Old Man Wu.

"My family lived in the provincial capital before, and we didn't buy cloth and cotton. How about I buy thirty meters of old coarse cloth? I have a big family, so I need to make several quilts alone." Old man Wu thought for a while before speaking.

"Brother Wu, you don't ask for much. After all, we will sleep separately in the future, so we will need more quilts."

"My family also needs thirty meters. If you live in the village, sixty meters will be enough first." Yun the butcher said in a low voice.

"The village bought a total of 60 meters. Isn't that a bit too little?" said Old Man Wu.

"It's a lot. We bought it once in the provincial capital before. This time I bought it because I considered that everyone needed to make quilts." Yun the Butcher explained in a low voice.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

"Brother Zhang, please give me 120 meters of coarse cloth. I don't care about the pattern, you can mix and match as you like." Yun the butcher said loudly.

"Okay, my old coarse cloth comes in ten meters per piece, so this way, it will be exactly twelve pieces." The old man said loudly.

"As for cotton, how much do you want?"

"Brother Wu, how much cotton do you want to buy?" asked Yun the butcher.

"I don't have the number, Brother Yun, how about you help me see how many kilograms of cotton I need to buy?" Old Man Wu said embarrassedly.

"Then let's do the same and each buy 50 kilograms of cotton. Cotton can be stored, and if it's not used up, you can use it next year."

"Okay, I'll listen to you and buy 50 kilograms of cotton." Old Man Wu said cheerfully. He was secretly happy after he finished speaking. Fortunately, he followed Brother Yun out to buy things, otherwise he really didn't know what to buy.

Moreover, buying things not only requires bargaining, but also considering how much to buy, which is too much trouble. Today is good, I follow Brother Yun, and Brother Yun has arranged everything directly, so I don’t have to worry about it myself.

As soon as Yun the butcher saw Old Man Wu's reaction, he knew that he had no idea about these things. So he thought about it himself.

"Brother Zhang, please give me 200 kilograms of cotton."

"Two hundred kilograms of cotton, Brother Yun, you are buying it for the villagers as well!" the old man said in surprise.

"Yes, Brother Zhang. My family bought 50 kilograms of cotton, Brother Wu bought 50 kilograms of cotton, and the remaining 100 kilograms were bought for the villagers." Yun the butcher said loudly.

"Xiao Ma, come here, go to the warehouse at the back and get twelve pieces of old coarse cloth and two hundred kilograms of cotton. The old coarse cloth must be a whole piece, untouched." The old man shouted.

"Got it, boss. I'll go get the goods now." A young clerk answered as he walked towards the warehouse at the back.

"Brother Yun, your little Yiyi helped me today, I can't just not show any appreciation at all."

"I'll give you twenty-five coins per meter for the old coarse cloth."

"The price of cotton is three hundred and sixty coins per pound. The cotton is shipped from other places and the freight is expensive, so I can't give you a much lower price." The old man said embarrassedly.

"Brother Zhang, the price you give us is too affordable. You won't lose money, will you? If you sell it to us at a loss, we won't want it." Yun the butcher asked embarrassedly.

"Yes, Shopkeeper Zhang. You can't sell it to us at a loss. Just give us a slightly lower price. Besides, the price you sell it at is not high." Old Man Wu said embarrassedly.

Just now, Yun the butcher secretly told him the price in the city, and he realized that the price offered by Zhang the shopkeeper was indeed not high. Zhang the shopkeeper really took good care of them.

"Grandpa Zhang, I'm just helping out today. Please don't sell the cloth to us at a loss because of me. You have such a big store, and so many employees, and they all depend on you for their livelihood." Yun Yiyi said crisply.

"Grandpa Zhang, you can just sell it normally. We can't ask for repayment for a favor, and we are not that kind of people." Xie Zirui said seriously.