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

"Haha, that's true. The boys are naughty in different ways every day, not as sensible as the little girl." In Yun the butcher's eyes, his daughter is the best. He is a daughter slave.

"Brother, your little girl and I have a good impression of each other. How about this? I will not sell them to you for five cents per plant. I will sell them to you for ten cents per plant for three." The vegetable selling woman said cheerfully.

"Thank you, auntie. You are such a nice person." Yun Yiyi said happily.

The vegetable seller heard this and laughed happily.

The cabbages were quickly counted; there were thirty-five in all.

"Auntie, can you sell the basket to us? We have nothing to put the cabbages in." Yun Yiyi asked embarrassedly.

"Okay, no need to pay, I'll give them to you. My family has no shortage of baskets. My husband's relatives in the village heard that we were growing vegetables and gave us a lot of baskets. I still have a lot and can't use them all. If you don't have any, just take them." The woman selling vegetables took a look at the fully loaded donkey cart and said.

"Thank you so much, auntie. Yiyi has now turned into a sweet girl and speaks very sweetly.

Yun the butcher paid for the vegetables, and the vegetable seller helped push the vegetables onto the donkey cart. Yun the butcher covered them with oilcloth and tied them up with ropes. Then, they said goodbye to the vegetable seller and continued to walk.

The vegetable stalls were very close to each other, and there were not many people selling fresh vegetables. Most of them sold dried vegetables, kimchi, and preserved vegetables. Passing by a kimchi jar, Yun Yiyi stopped.

"Dad, let's buy some pickles. They can be stored and won't go bad easily." Yun Yiyi said, pointing to a stall full of jars of pickles.

"Okay, let's go and take a look." Butcher Yun stopped the donkey cart he was driving.

"Sister, what kind of pickles do you have at home?" Yun Yiyi asked a young girl sitting behind the stall.

The girl was young, with long braids, a fair complexion, thin, white and soft fingers, and a pair of big, bright eyes, which made her very beautiful.

"Little sister, do you want to buy some kimchi? Let me tell you, my kimchi is very delicious. My mother learned how to make kimchi from someone else. Therefore, the kimchi she makes tastes very good. All the customers who have bought it say it is delicious. Therefore, there are many old customers who buy kimchi from me." The girl selling kimchi said proudly.

"Wow, sister. Your mother is so great. My mother can also make kimchi. Hers is delicious, too. However, we don't have much kimchi at home, and it's not convenient to make it now, so we have to buy it." Yun Yiyi said regretfully.

"Yes, there are fewer fresh vegetables this year, so my family didn't make as many kimchi as in previous years. Little sister, come here and try the kimchi my mother made. Isn't it delicious?" The little girl picked up a piece of red pickled radish from the jar with chopsticks and handed it to Yun Yiyi.

Yun Yiyi took it with her hands, broke the radish into two halves, stuffed one half into Yun the Butcher's mouth, and put the other half into her own mouth. Mm, it's crispy and sour, with a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste, and it's indeed better than Zhang's. When making kimchi, sugar must have been added, so it's so crispy and has a slightly sweet aftertaste.

Yun Yiyi took another look at the pickle water in the jar. It was bright red, very beautiful, very clear, and there was no stain on it. The jar must have been sealed with wine. The girl's mother's kimchi making skills were really great, no wonder she could sell it at the stall.

Yun Yiyi can make kimchi herself, and she has eaten a lot of delicious kimchi in her previous life. When it comes to making kimchi, it can be said that the taste of each person is different. Even if two apprentices are taught by the same person, the taste of their kimchi is different. Moreover, some people can't make kimchi. The kimchi they make is either raw or smelly.

The kimchi made by Zhang is also delicious. However, Zhang uses old kimchi water every year, puts dried vegetables in it, and then adds some cold ones. Finally, seal the pot with water. Because the quantity is large, the taste is not particular when eating at home.

Therefore, Zhang does not put sugar or wine in it. If sugar is added, the kimchi will be crisper and more delicious. If wine is added, it will prevent the kimchi from growing water and the taste of the kimchi will be better. However, this will increase the cost of kimchi.

"Sister, your pickled radish is crispy and sour, and really delicious. What other pickles do you have at home?" Yun Yiyi asked.

"I have pickled peppers, pickled ginger, and pickled beans at home. I'll pick some out for you to try." The little girl said as she picked up some pickled peppers, pickled ginger, and pickled beans for Yun Yiyi.

Yun Yiyi broke off half of the pickled ginger and beans for Yun the Butcher to eat, and gave the pickled chili peppers to Yun the Butcher as a whole. Yun Yiyi thought the pickled chili peppers would be very spicy and she didn't want to eat them. She had eaten the pickled chili peppers made by Zhang, which were sour and spicy. When stir-frying meat, stewing chicken, or stewing fish, cutting some and putting them on top would make the dishes extra flavorful and more appetizing. Yun Yiyi ate both the pickled ginger and beans, and they both tasted very good.

"Dad, how does it taste? Is it delicious? Shall we buy some?" Yun Yiyi asked Yun the Butcher.

"I think it tastes good. Let's buy some." Yun the butcher replied.

"Sister, how much do your kimchi cost?" Yun Yiyi asked the little girl.

"My family's pickles come in jars weighing ten pounds. Pickled radishes, pickled peppers, and pickled beans are all the same price, two hundred coins a jar. Pickled ginger is more expensive. It's two taels of silver a jar. The price was cheaper in previous years, but this year there are very few fresh vegetables, so we bought them at a higher price, which increased the cost and the selling price. You should have also noticed that there are very few fresh vegetables for sale now. Even if there are some, the price is more expensive than in previous years." The girl explained.

Butcher Yun thought about it and understood the price of vegetables in previous years. The girl's offer was not high. Take pickled ginger for example. The ginger they bought at the grocery store before was 240 coins per catty. Ten catties of ginger is two taels of silver plus 400 coins. Moreover, pickled vegetables also need salt, sugar, wine, and some seasonings. Calculating, this selling price is really not expensive. It is estimated that they should have growers who specialize in delivering vegetables. Otherwise, the price of this pickled vegetable should be higher.

"Okay, then I'll take one jar of pickled radish, one jar of pickled beans, one jar of pickled peppers, and one jar of pickled ginger. Please tie the jars of pickles with straw ropes. This way, it will be easier for us to put them on the car." said Yun the butcher.

"Okay, wait a moment. I'll tie the jars with straw ropes for you." As the little girl spoke, she skillfully took out a large bundle of straw ropes from the basket behind her and tied them up. Soon, all four jars of kimchi were tied up. This way, the kimchi water would not spill on the way.

Butcher Yun stuffed the kimchi jars into the basket of cabbages to prevent them from bumping into each other. He took out a dozen cabbages from the basket and stuffed them into the newly bought earthenware jar.