Rebirth: I Raise a Husband in Another World

Lin Han slowly enjoyed this bowl of delicious wontons. After he had eaten all twenty-five wontons, he was completely full.

After paying the money, he walked out of the wonton shop with his basket on his back. After eating a bowl of hot and delicious wontons, he felt refreshed all over.

Next it was time to go buy what he needed, so he planned to go to the blacksmith shop he had mentioned when chatting with Uncle Wang before.

This town is called Taoyuan Town. It has four streets in total: east, west, south and north. The blacksmith shop that Uncle Wang mentioned is at the end of the north street.

The street where Lin Han is now is North Street. Regardless of time or energy considerations, Lin Han thinks it is better to buy the iron pot first.

It's not like modern times, where everything is ready-made and you can buy it as long as you have money.

Especially iron products. Iron was very expensive in that era. Small items like sickles and hoes were not so bad. Blacksmith shops would make them into finished products and sell them.

However, there are almost no finished products for larger objects like iron pots. After all, every family’s stove is cut differently, so the size of the iron pot required is naturally different.

The blacksmith will only start forging after the buyer has negotiated with the blacksmith in the shop and paid a deposit.

Lin Han walked towards the end of North Street with a backpack on his back. It was Lin Han's first time in the town. Fortunately, the four streets in the east, west, south and north were all straight and there were no forks in the road, otherwise Lin Han would have to ask for directions along the way.

Lin Han was tall and had long legs, and he walked fast. In a short while, he arrived at the iron shop.

He stood at the door of the blacksmith shop and heard the dull sound of a sledgehammer and the brisk sound of a small hammer from inside, and was sure that he had found the blacksmith shop.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, a shirtless, sweaty man came out.

I asked him gruffly, "What do you want to buy?"

Lin Han: "I want to make a pot."

Man: "Come in and sit down. How big a pot do you want?"

As the man spoke, he turned and went back to the shop. Lin Han followed him and replied, "I want one that's one foot eight inches."

The man pointed at the two men working on the ironwork and said, "If you want one this big, well, the older one among the two working on the ironwork is my father. I'll call him over and you can talk to him."

Lin Han looked in the direction of his finger. The older one was responsible for changing the position and shape of the hot iron quickly and rhythmically, while the younger one was holding the hammer with both hands and hammering it.

Lin Han: "Okay, thank you."

The man waved his hand: "No need to be polite."

Then he shouted at the top of his voice: "Dad, Dad, someone wants to hit the big iron pot."

When Xiong Yong heard his son's pig-slaughtering screams, he stopped hammering and let the younger one continue.

Xiong Yong: "Dongzi, you fight first, I'll go over there."

Dongzi: "Okay, Master, you can go ahead and do it without any worries."

Xiong Yong nodded, grabbed a piece of cloth and wiped the sweat off his body, then walked in front of Lin Han.

He asked, "Are you the one who wants to make the iron pot?"

Lin Han: "Yes, Master Xiong, I would like to make an 18-inch iron wok. How much would you charge?"

Xiong Yong: "The price of iron has gone up recently. Now one jin of iron costs eighty wen. An iron pot the size you want would require at least ten jin of iron."

Lin Han: "Okay, then I'll use twelve pounds of iron to make this pot."

Xiong Yong: "Twelve pounds of iron is nine hundred and sixty coins. It's hard to make an iron pot as big as yours, so I'll charge you three hundred coins for the ironwork.

The total cost is 1,260 wen, and half of it must be paid as a deposit before the payment can be made.

So you give me 630 coins now, and when I finish making the iron pot and you come back to pick it up, you can pay the other half."

Lin Han had no objection and counted out 630 coins and handed them to Xiong Yong: "Okay, Master Xiong, I want to ask, can I get this iron pot before the evening hour today?"

Xiong Yong took the money and thought about it. He still had the object he was about to hit in his hand.

After he finished making that one, other families were not in a hurry to get it, so they could make Lin Han's iron pot first.

Xiong Yong: "Yes, you can come and get it at 3 p.m."

Lin Han was very excited at the thought of being able to cook in an iron pan in the evening, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, Master Xiong."

Xiong Yong rarely met a young man as humble and polite as Lin Han, and he had a good impression of Lin Han.

Hearing Lin Han's thanks, he said nonchalantly: "Ah, it's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

Okay, I'm going to go work as a blacksmith. If you don't have anything to do, just sit here for a while. If you do, go get busy."

Lin Han: "Okay, Master Xiong, see you later."

Lin Han was very happy that the most important thing had been solved. After all, he wouldn't be able to cook until he solved the problem of the iron pot.

Next he would go buy two pieces of cloth, some oil, salt, rice, and an oil lamp. After buying all these things, he would go get the iron pot and go home.

The shops selling cloth and ready-made clothes are mainly on East Street. Lin Han is now at the end of North Street. He doesn't know the way, so it's best to ask someone for directions.

He carefully looked at the passers-by, looking for someone suitable to ask for directions.

Finally, he set his sights on an old man who looked very friendly and was selling potatoes.

Now that the target has been chosen, Lin Han begins to act.

When Lin Han was about to reach the old man, the old man saw him and called out to him: "Sir, would you like to buy some potatoes?

Cheap, big, delicious potatoes that taste good no matter how you cook them."

Lin Han has a very strange kind of shame disorder, which manifests itself in the following way: if he approaches someone else's stall and doesn't buy anything, he will feel embarrassed.

So, he decided to buy some potatoes and then ask the old man how to get to East Street.

Lin Han: "Uncle, how much is a pound of potatoes?"

The old man said: "It's not expensive, two cents per pound. How many pounds do you want?"

Lin Han thought that potatoes were indeed a very versatile food. They could be made into dishes such as spicy and sour potato shreds, wolf tooth potatoes, stir-fried potato slices, fried potato cubes, potato stewed with chicken, etc. They could even be made into potato pancakes.

It’s okay to buy some extra and take them home. You can plant them even if they sprout.

Lin Han: "Uncle, weigh five pounds of potatoes for me."

This was the old man’s first order of business since he opened his stall today. He sold five kilograms of potatoes at once and he was very happy.

The old man said: "Okay, okay."

As he spoke, the old man held the beam scale and looked at the scale carefully to make sure there was no shortage of weight.

After weighing it, he showed it to Lin Han: "Look, sir, it's five catties, not one ounce less."

Lin Han looked at it and nodded: "Yeah."

Then he put the potatoes into the basket. After he finished loading them, the old man took another potato and put it into his basket.

He smiled and said, "This is for you, you're welcome."

Lin Han usually wouldn't refuse the kindness of an old man.

Only then did he get to the point: "Sir, I'd like to ask if you know how to get to East Street? I want to buy two pieces of cloth to make clothes."

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