Traveling through time as a peasant girl to turn things around

At midnight, Chai Zhen got up and called for the fourth son and Jiale. Li Ru had already dressed Guoguo. Old Lady Li also got up and brought out a large quilt, saying, "Dad, take it with you." The fourth son took it. Jiale harnessed the carriage and rushed to the door. Chai Zhen got in first, then took Guoguo. The fourth son gave the quilt to Grandpa. Jiale drove the carriage, while the fourth son sat on the right. Old Lady Li lit a lantern and held it for the fourth son. "I'll worry about you on the way."

Jiale was driving the carriage, while the fourth child felt sorry for his warhorse, which had been turned into a hauler. He kept nagging along the way. Guoguo was still asleep when his father, Dudu, woke him up and said, "Dad, get off." With a flick of his little hand, a large brown horse appeared on the road, fat and strong. The fourth child immediately ran down and gave the lamp to Jiale. Chai Zhen took out a rope from the carriage and threw it to the fourth child. There was no saddle, so the fourth child just sat on the horse. "Grandpa, let's sell a few horses? We can build a house when we have money. Guoguo also wants money to spend, Grandpa." The little milk bag shouted in a long tone. "Okay, okay." The little milk bag was happy. He waved his little hand and a team of horses appeared. The fourth child saw that there were white, black and brown horses. He counted fifteen horses and said happily, "Guoguo, show Dad which one is the best." "Dad, you're riding well." "The horse that pulls the cart is also very good. You can ride several horses by yourself. Speaking of war horses, the horse that pulls the cart is the best. It is a war horse. The one you ride will be a good horse as long as you train it. The fifteen horses behind will be sold for money." Listen to my daughter." Chai Zhen heard what the father and daughter said. Jia Le was unwilling, "Guoguo, Third Uncle doesn't have a horse yet." "It's not difficult. When I go home tonight, I will give Third Uncle a thousand-mile horse." "You don't go to the battlefield, just run fast." "Okay, Third Uncle will thank you, Guoguo." "A thousand miles a day, eight hundred miles a night." Chai Zhen also said, Guoguo, our family is going to transport goods to the capital in a few days to sell things. We need to build a team. Oxen carts are slow, otherwise we won't sell these horses. "It's okay, Grandpa. When I come back, Guoguo will take out a few more horses and sell these." "Okay, as you say." "Grandpa, while it's dark, Guoguo, let the cattle out and let Third Uncle keep them here. These cattle are very obedient. They won't run around." "Okay." Jiale stopped the carriage. Little Milk Bag waved his little hand, and a large group of cows came out, "Moo, moo." "Don't be afraid, just eat grass here, or lie down and sleep." "Plop plop, lie down together. Uncle San saw it, right?" "Just sit by the roadside." Guoguo took out a pest control spirit and a machete. "Here, weapons, protect yourself, don't sleep." Jiale scratched his head, why did he need a little kid to teach him. He took the weapons, and Little Milk Bag taught him how to use the pest control spirit. "Remember, don't point it at yourself. It's poisonous, there's no cure." "Yeah, yeah." Jiale nodded repeatedly. The fourth brother dismounted and handed the rope to Jiale. "Hold it tight." "Got it."

The fourth child drove the carriage, a lantern in one hand. Chai Zhen held the little baby in his arms. "Guoguo, sleep a little longer." "Yes, the little gourd will start ringing soon." He was fast asleep when the fourth child said, "Grandpa, you should sleep a little too." Yes. Chai Zhen lay down with the little baby in his arms, covering himself with the quilt. A team of horses followed behind. The fourth child looked at the horses, seemingly so obedient, and wondered where they came from. There was a long line behind them.

Daybreak arrived, and we arrived at the county town. The fourth child called out to Grandpa. Chai Zhen sat up, and Guoguo opened her eyes. "You're awake! Grandpa, pee!" "Grandpa, let me get down." Okay, the little milk bag squatted down to pee, then pulled up her pants. Chai Zhen smoothed her clothes. "Are you cold?" "No." The little milk bag brought out a bag of hot milk for each of them, a small piece of bread for her, and two large pieces for the adults. "Eat, Grandpa and Daddy." "Okay, okay." The fourth child was delighted. Haha. The little milk bag pulled out a box of apples and said, "Grandpa and Daddy, eat them. If you can't finish them, sell them." "Sure." Ten boxes of pears were brought out. Ten boxes of apples were brought out. A scale. Chai Zhen had already learned how to use it. Ten bags of soybeans were poured out for Grandpa to sell. "Okay, okay." They arrived at a busy street. The little milk bag got out and stood aside. Chai Zhen brought down the scale and placed it on a flat surface. He tested it and it worked. The fourth child took down the apple box and opened it, and also took down the pear box and opened it, and took down the soybean bag and opened it. Just as they were all arranged, he heard the little milk bag shouting, "Look, look, don't miss it if you pass by. The big apples are delicious and inexpensive, and they are sweet. The pears are yellow and juicy. The soybeans are nutritious, delicious and inexpensive...." "Who taught you this? It's even become a catchy saying." The fourth child said

Chai Zhen laughed heartily. He also imitated the shouting, "Look, take a look, they're delicious and not expensive. Apples are fifteen cents a pound, and pears are sixteen cents." Chai Zhen finished shouting and whispered, "Guoguo, is this price okay?" "Sure, Grandpa." Soybeans, could they be cheaper? It's the people's fault. You can buy soybeans and plant them in the fields. Ten cents a pound. You can buy a lot for ten cents. Someone asked, "Can they try some?" "Big brother, they're not expensive. You can buy a few. If they taste good, buy more." "That's fine. I've never seen such fruit." "They're called apples, and the yellow ones are called pears. They're juicy and sweet." "Big brother, how much?" "Five pounds of each, okay?" "Grandpa is weighing them. Five pounds of apples and pears." Chai Zhen weighed out five pounds of each, and the customer took out a cloth bag and filled it. "How much?" "One hundred and fifty-five coins." Big brother. I'll give you an apple to try. "Okay," the customer took a bite and chewed. "So sweet." "Yes," said Little Milk Bag. The customer held out a hundred and fifty-five coins. Little Milk Bag took it and counted. "Exactly one hundred and fifty-five coins. Big brother, that's just right. Welcome back!" "That kid is great! He's so young and already knows how to sell things, and he counts the money so neatly," smiled the fourth brother. Little Milk Bag handed the money to Grandpa, "Grandpa, keep it." Chai Zhen untied a bag from his waist that Old Lady Li had given him to hold the money. He put the money in it and hung it back around his waist. "Big red apples, delicious and not expensive. Fifteen coins a pound. Delicious and not expensive," Little Milk Bag shouted again. Soon, more people came. Chai Zhen weighed the apples, and the fourth brother collected the money. Little Milk Bag took out a large cloth bag and handed it to his father, "Daddy, put the money in." "Good girl, my daughter is still the best." Soon, the box of apples was gone. Little Milk Bag unpacked the empty box and laid it flat on the cart. The fourth brother unloaded another box. "Daddy, someone's watching the horses." "Daddy, let's go and see," the fourth child said as he walked behind the carriage. The horses stood obediently in a row. They were so imposing and majestic that no one dared approach. Someone asked, "Are you selling these horses?" "Yes," the fourth child shouted, startling those around him. "Yes." "How much?" "Girl, how much are our horses?" "Two hundred taels of silver a horse," Guoguo said, swaying over and saying, "Our horses are good for long journeys, pulling carts, and even better for battle." They were strong and agile, imposing and majestic. Two hundred taels of silver a horse isn't expensive. Buy them quickly, or they'll be gone. A moment later, a man dressed in a sleek butler's uniform approached and asked, "How much are these horses?" Little Naibao said, "Two hundred taels of silver a horse." "Good for long distances, for battle." "Look at their teeth, their legs, their coat—they're so smooth and beautiful." "People are buying my horses for a thousand taels." "We need money urgently, so we're selling them cheap." The butler-like man selected five horses and took out ropes to tie them. "Uncle, you haven't paid yet?" "Here you go." He fished out a silver note from his pocket and handed it to the fourth child. The fourth child looked at it, then gave it to his daughter. The daughter looked at it and gave it to his great-grandfather. "Grandfather, take a look." Chai Zhen touched it and said, "Really." It was a silver note worth one thousand taels, redeemable anywhere in the country, and any silver shop could exchange it for silver. "Grandfather, take it. This is money for five horses." Little Milk Bag walked behind the carriage. "Sir, I have received your one thousand taels silver note, just enough for five horses. Goodbye." "Horses, when you arrive at your new master's house, you must obey your master. You will eat well, sleep well, avoid being beaten or bullied, and work hard. Go." "If anyone wants to hit you, come back to me. The master still needs you. We're not going to work to be wronged. Go." Little Milk Bag's brilliant move made the employer think, never again, that he would dare hit a horse. Hahahaha, the fourth child fell down laughing. His daughter, hahahaha! "Daddy, I'm selling the horse." "Okay, okay, Daddy will sell it." The fourth brother shouted, "I'm selling the horse. It's a good horse that's not expensive. Take a look at it. ..."

Little Milk Bag turned around, a wide grin on his face, and returned to the front to help Grandpa sell things. "Daddy, move the apples." "Okay." The fourth child carried down two more boxes. An hour later, many people from the landlord's family with a large plot of land came to buy soybeans. "You can cook them in salty sauce, grow bean sprouts and eat them as a vegetable. Cows and horses eat them. You can also make tofu and grind them into soy milk for drinking, so there are many ways to enjoy them. Buy soybeans now, ten wen a jin, delicious and affordable soybeans." Chai Zhen said, "Guoguo, sit in front of Great Grandpa." Chai Zhen picked up the kettle and held it for Guoguo to drink. Guoguo took two sips from the kettle. "Great Grandpa, drink." Grandpa drank. "Daddy, drink." The fourth child came over, picked up the kettle and took a few sips. Another farmer bought five bags. Little Milk Bag collected the money: seven taels of silver and five hundred wen copper coins, and gave it to Chai Zhen. Chai Zhen counted it out. "Yes, Guoguo." Chai Zhen put it in a large cloth bag and set it beside him.

At noon, the apples and pears were all sold out, and the soybeans were almost gone. The boss said, "Weigh me twenty pounds of soybeans." "Okay, I'll weigh them right away." The customer took out the bag, and Chai Zhen checked to see if there were any leaks. He then filled it with beans and weighed it, finding twenty pounds. He tied the bag shut. "Hello, sir, this is yours." "Uncle, give me the money. Ten coins per pound, one hundred coins per ten pounds, two hundred coins per twenty pounds." "Okay, okay, that's right. Here, little girl, count them." Little Milk Bag took the money, counted it, and said, "That's right, uncle. Goodbye." "This child is pretty and literate. Old man is so lucky." "Thank you for your good wishes." Hahahaha, Little Milk Bag handed the money to Great Grandfather, and Chai Zhen took it and put it in the bag. Another coachman came in. "Hush..." The carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and a man got out and asked, "How much are the soybeans, old man?" "Ten coins per pound?" "Okay, how much?" "Four more bags?" "Weigh them?" "My family wants them all." "Okay, Jiale!" "Dad, come and help grandpa move the soybeans." "Uncle, this bag of soybeans weighs 150 jin, and four bags weigh 600 jin. No need to weigh them, you can weigh them yourself when you go home. If there is less, I will come again and you can ask me to make up for it." "Okay, I'll take it from you. I'll weigh the remainder on that scale." Chai Zhen picked up half a bag of beans, which weighed 100 jin. He said, "This is 100 jin, a total of 700 jin. Seven taels of silver." Jiale and the customer carried it to the carriage, and the guest took out seven taels of silver and gave it to Chai Zhen. "Give it to my child." "Okay, good girl, take it." He handed it to Guoguo, who took it with both hands. It was seven taels of silver.

Little Milk Bag handed it to Great Grandfather, "Grandpa, seven taels of silver." Chai Zhen took the money with a smile. Seven taels of silver were placed in a large cloth bag. He sold a few more pounds of apples. There were still more than a dozen left. "Grandpa, I won't sell them anymore. We'll eat them on the road." "Okay, I'll listen to Guoguo." Little Milk Bag unpacked the boxes, and Chai Zhen loaded them onto the car, along with the scale. Little Milk Bag felt for the scale, but it disappeared. Little Milk Bag stored it in his space. It was charging.

There were still some big horses left, not all sold. Chai Zhen put a thousand-liang silver note into his pocket and tied it up. He wondered who to sell the horses to. "Jia Le, go to the government office and ask if they buy horses. Just go east and then north on this road, and you'll see them." "Okay, I'll go ask." Jia Le ran off, then came back a moment later and said, "Let's go through." "Okay, get in." Chai Zhen sat down, and Jia Le handed the little baby to Chai Zhen. He used him as the shaft. He patted the horse gently and drove off. The clatter of horse hooves brought them to the county government office. Zhang Qingshan was waiting at the gate. A long way off, he came down and said, "Second Uncle is here!" "I have a few horses I want to sell. Do you have any for them? I thought you'd be busy, and I'd like a ride." "Yes," Zhang Qingshan saw. "Second Uncle has good horses," said the little milk bag. "Uncle, good! Horses are cheap. They can run long distances, haul goods, and even go to the battlefield. Two hundred taels of silver a horse." "Okay, the county wants them all." "Second Uncle, come down and eat first." "No, we're in a hurry to get back. The village is harvesting rice today." Zhang Qingshan asked two yamen runners to lead the horses. Turning around, he saw that the horses had no ropes around their necks. The little milk bag said, "Uncle, these horses are very obedient. Horse, follow the yamen runners. Be obedient. Run when you're told to run and stop when you're told to stop. Pull the cart and run. Be obedient and you won't get beaten. Let's go, my friends. Let's go. Follow our big brother." The horses clattered, clattering. One after another, the yamen runners in front, the horses behind. Zhang Qingshan watched, impressed. Well trained. "If someone hits you, run back home. We still want you," the little kid yelled. "Guoguo, Chai Zhen, comfort the child." He held the child tightly. "Grandpa! Guoguo is fine," Zhang Qingshan said. "Uncle, I'll go get the money." He hurried inside to get the money. After a while, Zhang Qingshan brought out a box and handed it to Chai Zhen. "Uncle, this is two hundred taels of gold. Do you think it's enough?" "Yes, yes." "Thank you, sir." "Also, the watermelons will be picked in the next two days. How much do you want to give to the emperor? I came here today to tell you first. Gui was also going to tell you that he might have been busy and forgot. We have baskets at home to send them to the capital. How many carriages can we find? We have several. We also have rice. You can report now that we have successfully planted it. We also have wheat, with an output of over a thousand kilograms per mu." "Okay, okay, I'll prepare the good things right away." "Sir, my family doesn't ask for anything but high-yield crops so that the people can have enough to eat. We don't want the credit, we just want stability." "I'll tell the emperor." "Take the money. I won't keep you here. I'll treat everyone to a meal later." "Okay, I'm leaving now." Get in the car. Jiale drove the car. "Goodbye, uncle." Little Milk Bag waved. Chai Zhen held her close. "Are you hungry, Guoguo?" "Grandpa, we made a lot of money today." Hehehehe, "Little rascal." Outside the city gate, the streets became less crowded. Chai Zhen untied a bag from his belt, took out a thousand taels of silver and gave it to Guoguo. Guoguo didn't want it. "Grandpa, keep it, Guoguo." "Grandpa, Guoguo wants the gold." "Okay, Grandpa, you'll give it to me." Chai Zhen opened the large box and Guoguo saw it. She counted out two hundred taels—gold. "So happy." Guoguo handed Daddy a ten-tael gold piece. "Daddy, this is yours." "Okay, Daddy, take it." The fourth brother put it in his waist bag. He left another piece, closed the box, and felt his way into the space. Chai Zhen whispered, "Guoguo, you put it away." "Yes, Grandpa." "In my consciousness, there's a vast space. Invisible and intangible, no one can steal it. It's the safest." "Grandpa, watch me." "The little milk bag is gone," Guoguo Chai Zhen shouted. The fourth child also hurriedly called out, "Guoguo." With a whoosh, Guoguo reappeared in Chai Zhen's arms. The fourth child said to him, "You're going to scare Grandpa to death." The fourth child stopped the carriage. "Grandpa's fine." Little Milkbag also said, "I won't scare Grandpa anymore." "Grandpa, I'm going in. It's fine." "Grandpa, do you want to try?" "Then let's try!" The fourth child looked around and said, "Let's get home. It's not safe outside." "Okay, let's get home." The fourth child drove the carriage away, while Chai Zhen held Little Milkbag. Little Milkbag was a little hungry and found apples. "Grandpa, eat, Daddy, eat, and she drinks milk." Little Milkbag took out a few chicken legs, gave one to Daddy and one to Great Grandpa, while she ate bread. Chai Zhen opened the kettle for Guoguo to drink. They ate happily, "We've made money," Little Milkbag shouted. They reached where Jiale was waiting. The fourth child stopped the carriage. Chai Zhen and the fourth child saw the black and white spotted cow. "What kind of cow is this?" the fourth child asked. "Daddy, the milk you drink comes from the dairy cows. Milk them every day and you'll get milk. You can drink it when the milk is boiling over a big fire. There are five dairy cows, and the others are oxen." "That cow is so fat." "She's pregnant with a calf." "Daddy, hey." Chai Zhen looked at the many cows. Jia Le said, "I'm counting, there are fifty in total, five black and white and forty-five yellow." The little milk bag released a group of lambs, some old and some young. "Just say we bought them today," Chai Zhen said. "Remember that, Grandpa."