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This time the market was too close to the post station, and the three officials may have suddenly felt compassion and did not order the officers to tell them clearly that only one or two people from each household could go out to buy things. This made everyone excited, and everyone wanted to go to the market and buy what they needed. The children were playful and did not want to miss such an opportunity.

Jing Changning originally only planned to buy a mule, and most of the other things were to be taken care of by Jing Chunxi from the space. This way, there would not be a need for so many people to go, and Jing Changning, Dalang or Grandpa Xiaobei could just go to buy them.

But Zhuang had a different opinion. With the arrival of Xiao Danku and Heizi, they had to consider buying more food. Zhuang felt that since she had received money from others, she should at least have some meat every now and then, if not every day. She felt that since she was the head of the household, it would be wrong not to spend some of the money. At the very least, she had to spend the hundred taels Tao Jin had given her. So she suggested buying more meat. In this kind of weather, cut the meat into pieces, string them together, and hang them outside the shed. If it wasn't snowing, it could dry out. If it snowed, the meat wouldn't spoil, making it convenient to eat later.

Madam Jing also made the decision. They both felt that it would be best if they could solve the problem without the help of the Fairy Aunt. "When we get another mule cart, we should just buy a few dozen kilograms of meat and 200 kilograms of grain."

Seeing that her mother-in-law had spoken for her, Zhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The mistress of the house always felt at ease when she had food in her hands. There were more and more people in the family, and usually a big pot was full of rice. If she didn't add some more steamed buns and steamed buns, it would not be enough to eat.

The deeper you go into the forest, the more remote it becomes. The smaller the inns are, and the less they offer. Jing Chunxi doesn't dare to take out the braised pork, so he still agrees to buy more meat.

"I heard from the waiter here that the mountain people have a lot of wild goods to trade. If it's suitable, we should buy more." Dalang had asked the waiter at some point and came back with a suggestion.

But after a pause he continued, "I heard that the mountain folk don't like to be asked for silver, and they prefer to exchange it for coarse grains and coarse salt."

Hearing this, Jing Chunxi's eyes sparkled, and she thought about selling out more coarse salt later. She also knew that salt was very expensive, mainly because it didn't take up much space; too much coarse grains would be unsightly and not as valuable as coarse salt, so it was better not to sell them out.

Jing Chunxi also had her own selfish motives. She thought that some of the wild animals she bought must be alive, and it was a great deal to exchange them for wild animals with salt. She could put some of them in the space and raise them so that she could take them out and enjoy them at any time in the future.

Her mind quickened and she looked at Jing Changsheng, then leaned towards her grandmother. She had the most of these things in her space, so she had to talk to them. She also wanted to fight for her right to go to the market.

Jing Changning didn't need to discuss it with the old lady. He naturally knew that his niece had a reason for wanting to do so, so he quickly made arrangements, saying, "Tonight, Dalang, Xijie, and I will go to the market. The others should rest. There's no need for so many people to go, otherwise things might be stolen."

"I go."

"I'll go as well."

"I can carry the things."

"We need to buy so much food and meat."

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Finally there was a chance to go out, and several men were unwilling to be outdone and expressed their desire to go out too. The others had no plans to go out, and since the two old men had no plans to go out, naturally someone had to watch over them.

Jing Changning was also in a dilemma. If everyone agreed to this, more people from their family would go, and he didn't know whether the officials would interfere. The default did not mean that everyone could go out.

"The officials have to go shopping anyway, and there won't be much at the post station, so why don't we go too." Zhuang and Yin were suddenly tempted. After all, they had never left the capital in their entire lives, and had never even been to the market in the capital.

"How can that be?" Someone hesitated again, thinking that it was easy to talk to the official, but it would not be good to be too presumptuous.

Mrs. Daqing and her other two sisters-in-law also sat down to talk to Zhuang and Yin. They also wanted to buy some things but were undecided whether to go out together. After all, the officials were relatively confident in the Jing family members, knowing that they would not escape. Without household registration and travel permits, it would be difficult for them to escape. Otherwise, they could only hide in the mountains, which was worse than exile. If they were caught, they would die. Most prisoners would not take such a risk.

Jing Chunxi was bored to death. Apart from playing with the two younger ones, he just stayed close to the old lady and listened to her chatter.

"Grandma, do you smell any body odor?" Jing Chunxi didn't know why his nose was particularly sensitive tonight. He kept smelling an animal odor, but it was different from the odor of mules and horses. Jing Chunxi couldn't describe the strong smell and could only say it was body odor.

The old lady sniffed and looked at her husband who was sitting with them. Jing Yongcheng was afraid that Jing Chunxi didn't believe him, so he sniffed twice to show her. In the end, they both shook their heads: "No! It's just the smell of horse manure. Maybe someone picked it up to make a fire." Animal manure is a good fuel when dried. In addition to picking it up to make fertilizer, people usually pick it up to burn in winter.

Grandpa Xiaobei also said, "The smell of cow and horse feces on the official road never stops. Isn't it the same smell all the way? My cousin just can't get used to it." It is normal for a child from a noble family to be unable to stand the smell of this kind of smell, but they don't think Jing Chunxi is being pretentious. It is already commendable that he was able to be exiled with them and endure so much hardship without complaining. Children of other families of this age are all still acting like spoiled brats in their mothers' arms, right?

Jing Changning teased her strangely: "Have you ever smelled body odor?"

Jing Chunxi...

She had never smelled it, but wasn't it said that wolves had a particularly bad odor? Many hunters only skinned and sold wolves, and I heard they wouldn't even eat the meat. But what animal could smell worse than this?

"But it stinks so bad." Jing Chunxi covered her nose with her hand, even pinching it to hold her breath. She also felt very strange. She was almost dizzy from the fumes, but why did everyone else look so calm, as if they couldn't smell it at all? Was there something wrong with her nose?

Old Madam Jing: "Go and have a good rest. The market is still a long way off." She agreed with her son's suggestion of taking her granddaughter to the market, and she didn't want to bore the child. Anyway, she could have a day off tomorrow.

After a few more words, the children were persuaded to go back to the tent to sleep. Jing Chunxi lay down in the tent obediently, but she still felt that the surroundings were filled with that fishy smell. She didn't know what body odor smelled like, but she felt that the smell was even worse than the wolfhounds raised in the marquis's mansion that only ate meat.