In spring, wild mushrooms pop up one after another. Nie Shen'er picked up half a basket in a short time. They were all fresh mushrooms. Whether used to make soup or stir-fry, they tasted amazing.

Hearing Nie Feng's words, Nie Shen'er looked up from a pile of mushrooms and said, "Okay!"

There are officially established markets in the city with special management agencies. There are pavilions in the center of the market, and gates and walls are built on all four sides. Both transactions and purchases are carried out in the market, and the management is quite strict.

The market trade was very active, with dozens of commodities listed in the market, including grain, salt, oil, sauce, fruit, vegetables, horses, cattle, sheep, cloth, leather, aquatic products, etc.

Normally, when Nie Feng hunted large prey, he would carry it to the market to sell it in exchange for money to buy other daily necessities.

Nie Feng caught a deer today, so he didn't check the remaining two traps for now. He sold the wild deer that weighed more than 200 kilograms first.

The money exchanged was enough for Nie Feng's family to eat and drink well for a month.

It had been a long time since Nie Feng had caught such a heavy prey. Usually he would catch rabbits or pheasants, and the money he earned from selling them was only enough to buy some salt, oil, sauce and vinegar, nothing else.

So Nie Feng was very happy. He picked up the wild deer and called his daughter, and they went home first.

Pinghua was weaving at home. Seeing the father and daughter coming back, she asked curiously, "You're home so early today?"

Nie Shen'er was putting half a basket of mushrooms in the kitchen when she heard her mother's words and shouted back, "Mom, we caught a wild deer today!"

Pinghua stood up and walked to the middle of the courtyard. Sure enough, she saw Nie Feng moving a cart out, tying the wild deer on it, and then covering it with a large piece of cloth.

Nie Feng bled the wild deer and put the blood in a leather bag. Deer blood is a good thing. It can be used as a snack or to make medicine. Selling it can bring in a good income.

“You guys are amazing.”

Pinghua smiled and praised him, then went to wash her hands, went to the kitchen to get two large pancakes, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and stuffed them into the saddle bag that Nie Feng usually used. She then filled a gourd with water and put the water into the saddle bag as well, carefully smoothed out the wrinkles in the saddle bag, and asked Nie Feng to carry it on his back.

"Be careful on the road and pay attention to whether there are any snakes or insects on the roadside." Pinghua was worried and reminded her, mainly to remind her seven-year-old daughter. She squatted down and looked at Nie Shen'er gently, saying softly:

"Shen'er, when you go to the market, you must stay close to your father and don't get separated, okay?"

Nie Shen'er remembered that in the original plot, the original owner was abandoned and then picked up by the brothel owner to be a courtesan. If Pinghua knew about this, she would probably be heartbroken.

"I understand. I will hold daddy's hand tightly and will never get lost." Coming back to his senses, Nie Shen'er raised an innocent smile and replied crisply.

"Oh! Shen'er is so good." Pinghua touched her daughter's smooth hair.

Nie Feng quickly prepared to set off. There were two wooden wheels under the cart, which required manpower to push from behind.

If conditions permit, they can naturally ask a donkey to help pull the cart, but Nie Feng's family obviously does not have this condition yet.

Nie Feng left a small space on the cart, just enough for Nie Shen'er to sit on.

Pinghua stood at the door and watched the father and daughter leave.

After walking for about half an hour, Nie Feng turned his head to glance at Nie Shen'er's face. She was not out of breath, her face was not red, and she seemed not tired at all. He couldn't help but wonder why his daughter had such good physical strength this time.

Nie Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "Shen'er, if you're tired, you can take the cart and Dad will push you."

Nie Shen'er was in high spirits. Thinking about going to the market later, she felt full of energy. She looked up and met her worried father's gaze, then smiled and said, "Shen'er, I'm not tired. Is Daddy tired? You've been pushing for so long. Do you want to drink some water before you go?"

After Nie Shen'er said this, Nie Fengfang felt dry in the mouth. He paused, took out a gourd filled with water from his sack, gave it to Nie Shen'er to drink, then drank another sip himself, put the wooden lid on, and put the gourd back.

After drinking the water, his dry throat was relieved and he felt energetic again.

After walking for another half an hour, Nie Shen'er's body couldn't bear it anymore. After all, she was only seven years old.

Nie Shen'er sat on the seat on the cart that Nie Feng had reserved in advance.

Nie Shen'er touched the fur of the wild deer next to him. The deer's body was already cold, but its flesh was still soft, and its fur was smooth and translucent. It was obviously a good deer at first glance.

Sitting on the cart, Nie Shen'er felt a little drowsy. Children sleep a lot and got up too early in the morning.

An unknown amount of time passed before Nie Feng's gentle voice called back Nie Shen'er's soul, which had drifted away to who knows where. "Shen'er, wake up."

Nie Shen'er suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Nie Feng had pushed the cart to the city gate. There were soldiers guarding the city gate. Only those who had handed in their ID cards and looked the same as the ones on the ID cards could enter.

The identity card was issued by the government. The holder's portrait and place of origin were engraved on a smooth, polished bamboo board. Because it was made of bamboo, the cost was not high, so both adults and children had one.

Nie Feng and Pinghua have lived in Wangxin Village for generations, and their ID cards have been changed several times. However, after adulthood, there is usually no big deal, and they will only replace them when the ID cards are too worn out to be used.

Nie Feng gave his and his daughter's identity cards to the soldiers. Due to policy reasons, the common people did not have to pay an entry fee to enter the city.

The soldier took a look, compared it, and found that there was no problem, so he returned the identification card to Nie Feng and said, "Go in."

Nie Feng nodded and pushed the cart in.

He first went to the market to sell the deer. Those who bought deer were generally wealthy families who had no shortage of meat, but the deerskin was obviously a good thing, and it was good for making clothes or other things. Nie Feng got a large sum of copper coins.

Nie Shen'er did not receive the original owner's memory of visiting the market, so she was still looking forward to this shopping trip. However, when she arrived at the place, she found that it was too poor. Compared with later generations, the things sold in the market here are generally food and daily necessities, and even the toys are mostly small animals made of clay.

Nie Feng was a practical person. He took the money and went to buy coarse salt and other things.

Nie Shen'er followed Nie Feng out of boredom. Nie Feng didn't know why Nie Shen'er suddenly became listless. She was very excited before entering the city.

Nie Feng scratched his head. Passing by a vendor selling candied haws, he bought two and gave them all to Nie Shen'er. "Shen'er, come and have some candy. One for you and one for your mother. Don't eat them all, please."

"Daddy, don't you want to eat it?" Nie Shen'er asked. The candied haws were not packaged, so they could be eaten directly. Looking at the juicy, big, round, red candied haws, she handed it to Nie Feng:

"Daddy eats first."

Nie Feng did not refuse and took a bite. The sour taste of hawthorn and the sweet taste of syrup mixed together to form a unique sweet and sour taste. He frowned slightly and really didn't like it.

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