Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

"There's a gourmet in the store who's been craving Farewell My Concubine these past few days. You've solved my urgent need."

Farewell My Concubine is another name for old hen stewed with soft-shelled turtle soup.

Chen Lang was more concerned about the price: "How much can the shopkeeper offer?"

The shopkeeper held up five fingers and said, "How about five cents of silver? That's quite a bit, little brother."

Chen Lang nodded and agreed readily.

The five cents of silver were all small change. Chen Lang stuffed it into his waistband as usual and prepared to leave with satisfaction.

The shopkeeper suddenly called him.

"Little brother, please stay."

Chen Lang asked, "Does the shopkeeper have any other instructions?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Do you want some pork shank bones?"

"Today, the kitchen slaughtered a pig and there happened to be two pig bones."

Chen Lang nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes!"

Corn bones are a good thing. They are one of the best raw materials for stewing soup. After stewing the soup, you can pry them open and suck the bone marrow inside, which is also a very tonic.

Perhaps in the eyes of the ancients, a piece of bare bone with less than two taels of meat on it, although the soup stewed from it is delicious, it will not fill you up, so it has little value and they would not feel bad about giving it to others.

As a modern man, Chen Lang is well aware of the nutritional value of bone soup and of course would not miss it.

The waiter brought the shank bone, the meat on it had been cleaned out and it was as shiny as a monk's head.

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed when he handed it to Chen Lang, but Chen Lang didn't dislike it at all. After taking it, he left happily.

Chen Lang still remembered Guoguo's wish, which was to eat candy, so he went to the grocery store first and bought half a pound of malt sugar.

As expected of one of the top luxury goods in ancient times, half a pound of malt sugar was sold for as much as one penny of silver!

For children from ordinary families, it is considered very happy if they can get a piece of malt candy the size of a fingernail during the New Year and other festivals.

Only the children of high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants could eat a whole piece of malt candy every now and then.

Chen Lang is determined to make sure Guoguo can live this kind of life too!

Calculating that there was still more than half an hour before the city gates closed, Chen Lang did not rush to leave the city. Instead, he strolled on the street to see if he could buy anything else.

My little family is extremely poor and there are so many things to buy.

Chen Lang first bought three handkerchiefs embroidered with flowers. Li Xiuzhi and Guoguo washed their faces directly with their hands. The only handkerchief in the house was used by Chen Lang, and it was already full of holes. Just before, Chen Lang used that handkerchief to wipe Li Xiuzhi's feet.

So now it's become a foot towel!

Then Chen Lang went to the rouge shop and bought two boxes of facial oil.

Li Xiuzhi's face and hands, exposed to the sun and wind for long periods of time, as well as various hard labors, have developed numerous wrinkles and small wounds. Facial oil can be used on both the face and hands. While its effectiveness isn't as good as modern cosmetics, consistent application can restore skin to its original condition day and night.

After buying the facial oil, Chen Lang sighed again, saying that regardless of ancient or modern times, the money of women and children is the easiest to earn.

Half a pound of malt sugar costs one penny of silver, and a box of facial oil weighing less than two taels is worth as much as half a pound of malt sugar.

The few cents of silver earned from selling soft-shelled turtles were gone in an instant, two-thirds.

Even though Chen Lang had no idea about financial management, he couldn't help but feel pain at this moment.

It’s better to save the remaining money. After all, the bed and the house haven’t been bought yet. This is a big expense and cannot be neglected.

Taking the facial oil in a box from the shopkeeper, Chen Lang hurried to the city gate.

After rushing and hurrying, we finally left the county town before the city gate closed.

Chen Lang, who was eager to return home, did not notice that since he walked out of the rouge shop, someone had been following him until he left the city.

There was no ride available at this time, and the post station had closed long ago, so Chen Lang could only run home on his own.

However, when people are in a good mood, they walk briskly. Chen Lang finished the journey of nearly an hour without feeling tired.

When I got home, it was already completely dark. There were not many families in the village that could light lights, so the whole village was pitch black.

Chen Lang could walk through the village roads with his eyes closed. He even knew where the potholes were. He returned home safely and just as he opened the door, a gloomy voice sounded in his ears.

"You still know how to come back?"

The person who was speaking was naturally Old Man Chen. He was sitting on the stone mill in the yard, taking puffs from the pipe in his hand.

Although the darkness covered up Old Man Chen's expression, Chen Lang could tell with his toes that he was definitely frowning and looking angry at the moment.

But Chen Lang didn't care.

The reason why this family has become like this is not because of Qin, but because of old man Chen.

His acquiescence will make the double-standard behavior of Qin and Qian become more unscrupulous.

"Of course I have to go back to my own home." Chen Lang responded casually and walked towards his house.

Old Man Chen hadn't expected Chen Lang to be so arrogant. He immediately became furious and slammed the millstone, shouting, "Stop right there!"

Chen Lang paused and turned around: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You still have the nerve to ask what's wrong?" Old man Chen came directly in front of Chen Lang, but due to the size difference between the two, Old man Chen could only look up and stare at him, which looked quite funny.

If it were the previous Chen Erlang, he would squat down obediently at this moment to make it easier for his father to lecture him.

But Chen Lang wouldn't do that. He just stood there straight, letting the old man Chen feel the sore and swollen neck.

Old Man Chen became increasingly enraged and shouted, "Get down on your knees!"

Chen Lang said indifferently: "My knees hurt and I can't kneel down."

"You..." Old man Chen raised his pipe and was about to hit him, but just like when he had breakfast in the morning, Chen Lang grabbed his wrist.

"Dad, let's talk nicely. Don't hit me at every turn." Chen Lang said indifferently.

Old man Chen was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His breathing was like a broken bellows, wheezing and making people feel tired just by listening to it.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son!" Old man Chen took a deep breath and cursed loudly.

Chen Lang sneered: "You know I'm a rebellious son, but you still try to teach me a lesson. Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

"If there's nothing else, I'm going back to bed. I'm tired after a long day."

Old man Chen roared, "Don't leave!"

"Why did you steal Yueyue's things? If you don't explain this matter clearly, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Chen Lang laughed in anger: "Robbered Yueyue's things? Is that what mother and Qian told you?"

"Why don't you go find Xiuzhi and find out what happened?"

Old Man Chen asked, "Could your mother lie to me again?"

Chen Lang chuckled and said, "Okay, Dad, since you said so, I don't have much to say in response."

"You said I would rob, so I rob."

When Old Man Chen saw Chen Lang's attitude, he felt a little worried.

Could it be that he was really wronged?

But Yueyue also said in person that it was her second uncle who snatched her hairband.

Children can't lie, right?