After enjoying the sea breeze all night, Li Xiangyi started to move, picking up the wreckage of ships floating on the coast, intending to recycle them.

After the warm sun rose slightly, Li Xiangyi saw the figure of Qin Changsheng. He was dressed in a pink shirt and his footsteps were as light as stepping on snow. He approached him step by step, holding a paper bag in his arms. After he walked in front of him, he took out a white steamed bun from it and threw it into his arms: "Here, steamed bun, one copper coin."

Before she could respond, she walked briskly towards the forest. He was much taller than the woman and could easily see the paper bag filled with beef jerky. "So hard to eat so early in the morning?" Li Xiangyi couldn't help but wonder.

Even the steamed buns in my mouth seemed to have the taste of beef residue.

Li Xiangyi was busy for a while piecing together a foundation. It seemed to be noon, and the sunlight was a bit dazzling. He heard footsteps coming from far away.

"Meat pie, five coppers."

A bulging package of oil paper was placed beside him, followed by the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

When she leaned closer, besides the sweet scent of honey, there was also the aroma of noodles, which seemed to be beef noodles.

Wow, it tastes so good.

After being busy until he was tired, Li Xiangyi sat down to meditate. When he opened his eyes, it was dark all around. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. When they came behind him, they finally stopped.

A ray of orange candlelight brushed past his ear and illuminated his eyes. Li Xiangyi didn't react for a moment, and suddenly turned his head, looking straight into the woman's dark eyes.

He rarely looked people in the eye so directly. His appearance was reflected in her pupils, like a peach blossom falling into a deep, boundless pool on a quiet spring night.

"Osmanthus cake, one or two taels of silver." Qin Changsheng's words interrupted Li Xiangyi's trance. A square piece of tightly wrapped oil paper appeared in front of him. He blinked hurriedly and reached out to take it in a panic.

"......" Li Xiangyi looked at her back for a while, then lowered his head to glance at the square piece of osmanthus cake in his hand.

One tael of silver is really expensive.

In the light of the lantern, Li Xiangyi put a piece of cake into his mouth.

is sweet.

As soon as I took a bite of the pastry, my tiredness was indeed relieved a lot.

......

Li Xiangyi's biography:

(crossed out) Li Lianhuaji:

Morning: leek buns, two copper coins.

She: Fried duck blood.

Noon: Date rice dumpling, ten copper coins.

She: Pickled fresh fish.

Evening: Plum blossom cake, fifteen copper coins.

Her: Krabby shrimp?

Day 3:

In the morning: sugar filling, five copper coins.

She: Vinegar fish?

Noon: Beggar's chicken, thirty copper coins.

She: Smoked chicken.

Evening: Dragon Beard Pastry, five taels of silver.

She: Dragon Beard Pastry.

……

Li Lianhua finally calculated that she owed another 23 taels and 8 copper coins in the past few days, totaling 173 taels and 8 copper coins.

The sea breeze blew gently, carrying the unique salty, wet and fresh taste of the sea water. Li Lianhua followed the way she came and entered the small fishing village. Villagers began to leave their homes one after another. Some carried fishing nets on their shoulders and walked hurriedly towards the beach; some carried bamboo baskets, ready to go to the market to exchange daily necessities.

Arriving at the market, the cries of vendors could be heard one after another. After walking along the way, Li Lianhua had a general understanding that snacks such as steamed buns, meat patties, and dumplings were generally available in the fishing village market.

There was nothing she ate here, no osmanthus cake, no dragon beard pastry. It seemed that she brought some for him on her way to the county town. No wonder these foods were not available in the small fishing village.

pity.

Li Lianhua shook his head helplessly, stepped into the only pawnshop in the small fishing village, and pawned the only valuable token he had on him, which was fifty taels.

It turned out to be worthless. The token that could command the four guardians was only worth fifty taels in this small fishing village.

Li Lianhua sneered and went to the lumber shop to buy a cart of low-quality wood, which cost five taels of silver. She also bought some seeds and picked up some bowls and cans that others didn't want.

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