Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

To be honest, Chen Changfan was still a little unsure with the five taels of silver and the two hundred big coins in his hand.

This time he came, in addition to rice and flour, salt was also a must-have item.

In addition, production tools such as fishing nets, iron forks, rice wine, etc. also need to be purchased again.

That’s right, rice wine and sweet corn are indeed production tools for Chen Changfan.

The 30-cent iron fork with a wooden handle was crudely made, with the fork head already bent and deformed. I'm afraid it would break at the slightest bump.

He also needs to buy two more fishing nets as he has other uses for them.

If you buy all these things, you have to spend the money carefully.

He didn't touch the few taels of silver at home. It was for emergency use and he didn't want to touch it unless it was absolutely necessary.

After arriving at the rice shop and asking about the price, Chen Changfan couldn't help but grin.

The price of refined rice is 13 wen per liter, which is a greater increase than before.

I heard from my guys that the refugees who fled here couldn't find anything to eat along the way, so they turned into bandits and robbed anyone they saw on the road.

No one dared to travel far, so they all came to store some food.

The rush to buy rice naturally drove up the price of rice, and when they heard that it would continue to rise sharply tomorrow, the panic became even worse.

Chen Changfan has been running to the county town these days, but he hasn't seen any refugees or bandits. He couldn't tell for a moment whether this was false information released by the rice shop owner just to drive up the price of rice.

Or maybe it really happened, but the road he often took was less traveled and the bandits had never been there.

Regardless of whether there are bandits or not, his plan to store rice cannot be interrupted.

As for why he didn't buy flour, he had no choice.

Rice cost 13 wen per liter, while flour from next door cost 20 wen per liter. Moreover, the flour of this era was not the bright white flour of later generations. Instead, it was slightly yellow, had large grains, and did not taste very good.

The price is expensive and the food doesn’t taste good, so Chen Changfan has no plans to buy flour for the time being.

He gritted his teeth and bought three hu of fine rice, and the money in his hand immediately shrank by half.

Old Wei, who was not very conspicuous, also bought a hu of fine rice. The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

Everyone in this world has secrets, Chen Changfan and Lao Wei are no exception.

Next comes the various purchases, including salt, vinegar, and some pots and pans.

The freshly harvested cabbages looked particularly good, so he bought a large basket.

This thing is cheap and nutritious. If stored properly, it can last for a whole winter. If you can't eat it, you can pickle it into sauerkraut.

He thought of pickled cabbage and blood sausage, pork ribs and pork, pickled cabbage and fish...

I can’t take it anymore, my saliva is about to flow down.

After purchasing daily necessities, there was still one or two ounces of silver and about 500 coins left.

First buy the production materials rice wine and sweet corn, spending about a hundred coins.

The main reason is that rice wine is relatively expensive and sweet corn is relatively scarce.

He wondered if he could go back and brew some rice wine himself, which would save him some costs.

He searched for a long time in the market but couldn't find any tools like ground traps. It seemed that the ancients mainly relied on fishing nets to catch fish.

He selected three high-quality fishing nets and spent another hundred dollars.

It’s a bit expensive, but the quality is there.

This fishing net is strong and durable, with excellent toughness. Not to mention big fish, even an adult man can be caught easily.

Finally, he bought the exquisite iron fork for 70 wen, and only had 230 big coins left.

He gave 30 copper coins to Lao Wei as the travel fee and the money for buying a knife at the blacksmith shop last time.

The sharp knife is of excellent quality and is definitely worth more than fifty cents.

He only had a little money from selling earthworms at the time, and the blacksmith agreed because of Old Wei's large sum of money.

Chen Changfan didn't want to owe others anything, so this time he paid off the overdue money.

Lao Wei also purchased a lot of supplies, and the two of them filled a whole car with goods.

It seems that he didn't dare to show off his wealth in the previous few times. Only after the relationship between the two became closer did he dare to make purchases with confidence.

He found a large piece of felt cloth and covered all the goods tightly to hide them from anyone.

After all this, it was already getting late.

Old Wei cracked the whip in his hand more urgently, hoping to reach Dahe Village before dark.

The dusk was dim and the oxcart creaked.

After turning a corner of the bushes, a few ragged refugees suddenly jumped out, startling the two of them.

Chen Changfan clenched the iron fork in his hand, and Lao Wei also quietly put his hand on his waist.

The goods in this truck are worth most of their wealth and cannot be robbed.

Perhaps because they saw that the two men were not easy to deal with, or perhaps because these people were real refugees, after seeing the two men, they knelt down and kowtowed and begged, hoping to get some food to fill their stomachs.

Chen Changfan and the other man looked at each other, ignored the people's pleas, and drove away.

The refugees chased for a few steps, and finally stopped due to exhaustion. They just looked at the backs of the two people leaving, with resentment in their eyes.

In troubled times, kill the Virgin Mary first.

If Old Wei had been too compassionate just now, he would probably have drawn his sword.

Giving food to these refugees will not only not be content and grateful, but will instead want more.

If the two of them cannot produce more food, then kindness will turn into hatred.

Since giving it or not will result in resentment, why give it?

Fortunately, Old Wei is a sensible man and did not choose to be a saint.

Otherwise, this partner may have to be changed.

Although they cooperated well, both of them had serious expressions along the way.

The refugees have indeed fled here. I believe that more refugees will flock here soon.

The imperial court cannot be relied upon, and they don't care about the lives of the refugees.

As long as the gate of Qingshan County is closed, no matter how many people starve to death outside the city, what does it have to do with the county magistrate?

Only the people suffer.

With so many refugees gathering, theft is inevitable, so we have to keep things at home more tightly.

Theft is a minor matter, but the gathering of refugees is more likely to breed banditry.

A group of hungry men gathered together and they were capable of doing anything.

Even the majestic police officers would be afraid when they saw it.

In the future, there will be more and more unsafe factors on the way to and from the county town.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, soon arrived at Dahe Village.

When he came outside the yard, Lao Wei looked at the high wall with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Chen Changfan saw that the courtyard gate seemed to have been replaced with a new one, with two thick and sturdy door panels, which was much better than the original broken door.

As Chen Changfan and Lao Wei were unloading the truck, Shen Cuiyun told them that bricklayer Hu was very efficient at his work.

Today, not only the wall was completed, but the two wooden doors were also overhauled.

He accepted the money for building the wall, but he refused to take the money for repairing the door.

Chen Changfan looked at the wooden door. If Cuiyun hadn't mentioned a major renovation, he would have thought that two new doors had been replaced.

Old Wei touched the wooden door and nodded, "It seems this bricklayer also has carpentry skills, and his skills are really good!"

"Brother Wei, why don't you reinforce the wall? In these troubled times, it's always better to be cautious."

Seeing that Wei Ren seemed interested, Chen Changfan recommended Hu the roofer to him. He just said he would go back and think about it, and then hurriedly drove away.

It was already late and it would soon be dark.

After closing the courtyard gate, Chen Changfan carefully looked at the wooden door and the newly built wall, and thought that it was worth hiring the bricklayer.

Ask him to come again tomorrow to repair the door and windows, and pay him the wages for repairing the door today.

"Why did you come back so late today?" Shen Cuiyun saw Chen Changfan's serious face and felt vaguely that something had happened, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Let's talk inside," Chen Changfan took his wife's hand and went into the house.