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

Zhang thought about the braised beef she bought from Yun the butcher today, but she didn't eat it tonight. Fortunately, the temperature was low in the morning and evening recently, so the braised beef could be kept, so Zhang didn't cut the braised beef tonight.

Zhang put the leftover radish rolls and braised beef in the basket. After thinking about it and feeling a little worried, Zhang put the basket in the donkey cart.

"Wife, I'm going to drive the mule cart to the village chief. I want him to share the small stoves that Brother Wu and I bought. I want him to bring back the food and charcoal that we bought."

"Dad, I'll go with you."

"Okay, then you come along. Zirui, do you want to come with us?" Butcher Yun looked at Xie Zirui beside him.

"Uncle Yun, can I go with you?"

"Zi Rui, you and Yi Yi should go with your uncle. It's a good opportunity for us to work well if you two leave."

"Wife, let's go then." Yun the butcher took his two children and drove the mule cart towards the village chief.

When Yun the Butcher and his companions arrived, other people from the village who were shopping had also arrived.

Butcher Yun first went to collect the food that Zhang the Hunter and his team had purchased today. Butcher Yun collected 100 kilograms of corn flour and 100 kilograms of wheat flour. The price was a little higher than that sold in the capital, but it was still very cost-effective. And when the weather gets colder, the price of food will definitely increase.

The village chief arranged for someone to buy charcoal, and they also bought two mule carts of charcoal. After calculation, the village chief estimated that each family could get 200 kilograms of charcoal. Although it was not too much, if used sparingly, it would last a long time.

Butcher Yun put the 200 kilograms of charcoal he had received on the mule cart and took down all the small stoves.

There were two small stoves in one family, and the rest belonged to the Yun family and the Wu family. Butcher Yun moved the remaining small stoves back onto the mule cart.

"Village chief, I also bought 60 meters of old coarse cloth and 100 kilograms of cotton for the village." Yun the butcher said as he took down six rolls of old coarse cloth and 100 kilograms of cotton.

"Coarse cloth is 25 wen per meter, and cotton is 360 wen per pound." Yun the butcher quoted the prices.

"Yun the Butcher, this price is quite reasonable. I thought it would increase a lot!" The village chief looked at Yun the Butcher in surprise.

"Village chief, this price is a discount that the shopkeeper gave us on purpose. It's because Yiyi helped the shopkeeper of the cloth shop get back the stolen money bag and caught the thief." Yun the butcher had a proud expression on his face.

"Wow, our little Yiyi is so amazing. Not only did she catch a thief, but she was also able to help the owner of the cloth shop. People in our village also benefited from it." The village chief became happier and happier as he spoke.

"I feel so calm talking about this now. Actually, when Yiyi jumped out of the car to catch the thief, I was also worried and nervous."

"You are right. All parents hope that their children are safe and sound." The village chief also had an expression of agreement.

"Village Chief, I have collected all the things that should be collected, and I have also handed over the things I purchased to you. Now I will go back with my two children to pack up the things first."

"Okay, then take the child back. You and the child have worked hard today." The village chief patted Yun the butcher on the shoulder.

"It's not hard, Village Chief. Besides, we don't know when we'll be able to go into the city next time."

"Yiyi, Zirui, stop watching. Let's go back." Butcher Yun called out to the two children who were watching the charcoal being divided.

"Coming, Dad."

"Uncle Yun, here I come."

Butcher Yun walked home with his two children.

"Wife, there are still 60 meters of old coarse cloth and 100 kilograms of cotton on the mule cart. Brother Wu next door, he asked for 30 meters of old coarse cloth and 50 kilograms of cotton."

"We will also give four of the small stoves on the mule cart to the Wu family next door. The remaining five small stoves are ours."

"The 200 kilograms of charcoal in the mule cart were just brought back by me. I have already paid the village chief."

"And the wheat flour and corn flour I bought today, I also put on the mule cart."

"Okay, I understand. I'll take the boss with me and deliver the things to the Wu family now."

"Boss, come with me to move things." Zhang climbed onto the mule cart and handed things down.

"I'm here, Mom." Boss Yun ran over and took the two large baskets of cotton from Zhang's hands.

Zhang carried two bundles of old coarse cloth and walked towards the Wu family next door.

It took Zhang and her family two trips to deliver all the things from the Wu family next door.

Butcher Yun took his children and started packing the two mule carts.

During the day, Zhang and her three children moved the grain from the donkey cart to the new mule cart. Yun the butcher also moved the grain from the old mule cart to the new mule cart.

There were many pickle jars on the donkey cart, and the rest were cooking utensils that took up half of the cart. The fresh cabbage and carrots that Zhang had specially left for today were also placed on the donkey cart.

The cotton and old coarse cloth bought before, as well as the cotton and old coarse cloth bought today, were placed on the new mule cart by Yun the butcher.

Because the old mule carts have interlayers, and when the weather gets cold and you need to cook, things that are afraid of being smoked cannot be placed on the old mule carts.

Zhang was tidying up the carriage on the old mule cart when she suddenly found two bundles of cotton cloth. They looked like the kind used by little girls, soft and in nice colors.

"Boss, why did you buy two bundles of cotton cloth separately? This pattern can only be used by Yiyi. How long will it take to use so much at once?" Zhang complained as she unpacked the cotton cloth.

"You should buy less. When you run out of clothes, you can buy other patterns for Yiyi. Look at you, you bought so many of these two patterns. Yiyi must be tired of wearing them." After Zhang said this, she deliberately rolled her eyes at Yun the butcher.

"Wife, you are wronging me. These two rolls of cotton cloth are not mine."

"What, you didn't buy it? Did Yiyi buy it? I said a few words to you and you still don't admit it!" Zhang was a little angry.

"Wife, wife, please listen to what I have to say. This cotton cloth was given to Yiyi by the owner of the cloth shop, and he didn't ask for any money." When Yun the butcher saw that Zhang was angry, he hurriedly explained.

"Tell me clearly, why is it a gift? Why didn't you spend any money? Wait, tell me first, how much is one meter of the old coarse cloth you bought, and how much is one pound of cotton?" Zhang didn't even look at the cotton cloth. She sat there, staring at Yun the butcher and answered.

"Wife, coarse cloth is 25 wen a meter, and cotton is 360 wen a pound."

After hearing what Yun the Butcher said, Zhang was a little confused. The price was not high.

"The price is not high. Why would they give you two types of cotton cloth? Are you hiding something from me?" Zhang asked hurriedly.

Outside the old mule cart, Yun Yiyi, who was about to come over to help, heard Zhang's question, so she hunched over and went back.

Butcher Yun was about to call Yun Yiyi over when he saw Yun Yiyi clasping her hands together and begging him. Butcher Yun waved his hands helplessly. Yun Yiyi happily jumped back.