After becoming the villain's eldest sister, I take charge of the whole family

Not only their family kept it a secret, but so did their second uncle's family.

If it’s so troublesome, why should we bring their family along to buy food? The more people know, the easier it is for the secret to be leaked, isn’t it?

That being said.

However, Xie Linghe has always been clear about gratitude and resentment.

She returns double for what is good to her.

Reborn into this body, she also took on the karma of her original body. She accepted Xie Erhe's kindness to her and regarded him as a respected elder.

After parting with the woman, Wu Hong couldn't help but ask, "He Jie'er, why didn't you let me tell her?"

"Second Aunt, we have to keep this food purchase a secret and try not to let anyone else know." Xie Linghe said with a serious expression, "Think about it, if food becomes scarce in the future, everyone won't have enough to eat. Knowing that our two families have so much food..."

Wu Hong couldn't understand what was going on.

Xie Dafang exclaimed in shock, "They're definitely going to come and rob us."

Xie Zhongji thought further and said, "If people from our own village come to rob us, it's okay, so we can save our lives. But if people from outside come in to rob us, I'm afraid we will lose our lives too."

After listening to what the two said, Wu Hong suddenly realized and then his face turned pale.

Xie Linghe didn't want to frighten the honest Second Aunt, so he quickly comforted her softly, "Second Aunt, this is the worst-case scenario. As long as we keep quiet, nothing will happen."

"With my sister."

Wu Hong grabbed her hand and said, "Whatever you say, we'll do it. Dafang and I will listen to you."

Xie Linghe nodded: "Okay."

……

Passing by Changhai Town.

Almost all the shops on the main street were closed, and traces of the receding flood water still remained on the ground.

In a grain and oil store, several assistants were carrying out bags of rice, all piled on a wooden cart outside. There was also a lot of loose rice, which had been soaked into a dark yellow color by the flood.

Wu Hong felt distressed and murmured to herself, "It's a pity that so much rice can't be eaten~"

As a farmer, she grows every grain of rice she eats herself. She knows how difficult farming is and she really can't bear to see so much good rice go bad.

Xie Dafang agreed: "Yes~"

Xie Zhongji shrugged: "There's nothing we can do about it. Eating soaked rice can easily make you sick."

Under the medical conditions in ancient times, getting sick was a very scary thing.

Xie Linghe watched silently and thought to himself: The owner of this grain store is actually a good person. He asked people to dispose of the spoiled grain instead of being so cruel as to keep it and continue to sell it.

do not doubt.

Such bosses are the majority.

So what if you get sick from eating spoiled food? You're not going to eat it yourself anyway.

Good rice and bad rice are mixed together and sold together. Who can tell the difference?

……

Out of Changhai Town.

After walking for another hour and a half, we finally arrived in Chunde County.

Queuing to enter the city.

Once you enter, you feel isolated from the outside world.

The main streets are paved with cobblestones, surrounded by small stalls and lined with various shops on both sides of the street. It looks clean and tidy, bustling and full of the atmosphere of life.

There is no sign of damage at all.

The only thing that seemed unusual was the constant stream of people coming in and out of the grain store.

There are several grain and oil stores in the county.

Xie Linghe and his companions went into the nearest shop at random and asked. They were told that rice was sold for 700 coins per dan.

One pound and four cents.

Chunde County is located in the south, and people here eat rice.

Wu Hong gasped: "Oh my God, how come it has increased so much all of a sudden?"

Xie Dafang looked heavy-hearted.

Xie Zhongji smacked his lips and said, "I remember that rice used to cost only three cents per pound. It's gone up by a cent now."

Xie Linghe also felt that the increase was a bit exaggerated.

According to her original body's memory, she knew clearly that one stone of rice used to sell for 540 coins, and one catty was equivalent to three coins.

Now one stone sells for seven hundred coins, which is equivalent to three and a half coins per catty.

As a result, the individual pieces were sold for four cents.

It is worth mentioning that one stone is approximately equal to 180 kilograms.

At this time, someone came in to ask the price and couldn't help complaining, "Waiter, yesterday we sold two catties of rice for seven cents. It's only been a day, and you've already raised the price by another cent. Aren't you guys going too far?"

Someone showed up.

Everyone echoed:

"correct."

"Now, the people who come to buy rice are all us country folk. Our families have suffered disasters and are just waiting for rice. We are already poor, and you are raising the price so much. Aren't you forcing us to die?"

"Yes."

"How can you earn such dishonest money with a clear conscience?"

"Stop raising the price, it's getting unaffordable."

"..."

Listening to the increasingly excited accusations, the waiter's face darkened and he rolled his eyes impatiently: "That's the price, buy it or not."

"I'm telling you straight up, the price is going to go up!"

The crowd exploded.

"what?"

“Will it continue to rise?”

"Oh my god, is there anyone who can help me? This is really unfair."

"This is going to drive people to death!"

"..."

The waiter impatiently chased people away: "If you don't want to buy, don't block the road."

Hearing this, the crowd was silent for a moment, and then began to shout at the waiter:

"I want a bushel."

One dou of rice is approximately equal to twelve and a half pounds.

"Why not buy it? Give me 20 kilograms of rice first."

"Give me ten kilograms first, no, fifty kilograms."

"I want five pounds."

"..."

The farmers think it’s too expensive, but they are not stupid. They know that the price will go up later, but they still act on impulse.

Xie Dafang whispered to Xie Linghe, "Should we buy it?"

"Buy it, of course." Xie Linghe nodded. "But this one is too crowded. Let's go to another one."

No one objected.

I went to another grain and oil store and the price was exactly the same.

Yes, all the businesses in the county are connected to each other, so it is impossible for one to sell at a high price and another to sell at a low price.

This store is also very crowded.

You have to queue up to buy rice. Xie Ling and a few others waited for half a minute before it was finally their turn.

The waiter asked, "How much do you want to buy?"

Xie Linghe replied calmly, "Buy ten dan of rice."

Hearing this, the waiter was stunned: "How much?"

Xie Linghe looked at him with a faint smile.

He quickly reacted and counted the money in front of him: "Seven hundred coins per stone, ten stones requires seven taels of silver."

Xie Linghe nodded.

Waiter: "Okay, wait for me, I'll move it for you."

"Ah."

The waiter walked in.

Wu Hong finally couldn't help but pull her sleeve. When she looked over, she asked in a low voice, "He Jie'er, aren't you buying too much?"

I can’t finish it in these years.

Xie Linghe explained slowly, "Second Aunt, buy some extra for emergencies. Who knows what the future holds."

"Besides, if we can't finish it, we can sell it at any time. There's no shortage of buyers for this rice."

"You should buy more too."

Wu Hong hesitated: "I originally planned to buy 200 kilograms."

Xie Linghe frowned slightly.

According to the book, it was still several years before the collapse of the Li Party and the failure of the "conversion from rice to mulberry". During these years, Chunde and other counties were the center of party struggles in the court. Ordinary people were tormented several times and could not farm properly.

Food has always been in short supply.

Two hundred kilograms is too little for my second uncle's family, which is only enough for three months at most.