The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Boss, how much is the flour?"

"35 coins per pound".

Upon hearing the price, not only Song Feng but even Fang Xiaoning gasped in shock. It was incredibly expensive!

"Give me 5 jin of wheat flour, 10 jin of brown rice, and 10 jin of brown flour." The brown rice at home is all bran, and the autumn harvest hasn't even arrived yet, so we're basically out of food.

"Come on!"

"Xiao Ning!"

"We need to eat this at home, so let's try buying 5 jin of wheat flour. If it sells well, we'll buy more."

Five jin, or should we try it first? If we're letting him buy it, we can only buy one jin at most to try. Five jin would cost 175 wen. How much dowry does his wife have? That's enough to make him go through all that trouble.

"Boss, how much is the salt?"

"30 Wen."

Give me a pound.

How much does pork fat cost per pound?

"18 Wen."

"If I buy five pounds, can you give me a few big bones for free?" The shopkeeper glanced at the pork bones, which had been cleaned of meat. "I'll give you three."

"Okay, thank you, boss!"

The whole family is calcium deficient, so let's make soup with pork bones to help them get some calcium!

Song Feng was just a heartless tool by her side. She bought everything and he carried it. He was so numb to the thought of her spending money that he was numb to it. This wife of his was a big spender.

In just half a day, a third of her dowry was gone. If the business doesn't go through, I wonder if she'll cry.

On the way back, Fang Xiaoning heard Song Feng's stomach growling, so she turned around and bought four more steamed buns. Song Feng's hands were full, and he couldn't stop her, stamping his feet in frustration. Why spend this money? He already had two cornbread buns in his arms.

Never mind, I'll give it to my wife later. Actually, he noticed yesterday that his wife didn't like whole grains; the way she struggled to swallow them couldn't hide it from him.

He wants to make money! Money, money, he wants to make money! Oh, money, please drop some and kill me!

"Give!"

"You eat, I have cornbread."

Yes, my mother-in-law gave it to me this morning, but she forgot.

"Then take them back, one for each of us in the family."

"Xiao Ning!" Song Feng was moved. How could she be so kind, always thinking of her mother and younger brother? Just like she said, she worked hard to earn money so that everyone could live a good life; she didn't think of them as a burden at all.

"Let's go, it's too hot. Look, there's no one on the road." Even the oxcart that goes back to the village has left, but she didn't plan to ride it. With so much stuff they were carrying, it was better if no one saw them. If her father knew they bought so much stuff, he'd probably be cursing her behind her back.

"Well, let's go!"

"How long will it take to make that shelf?"

"I'll do it this afternoon, and it'll be ready by tomorrow."

That means it can be sold the day after tomorrow.

"Aren't you going to work in the fields?"

"There's not much work to do in the fields right now, just weeding and watering. I'll go work in the fields in a couple of days after you've finished here." Suddenly remembering something, Song Feng's expression turned somewhat grim.

"What's wrong?"

"You're going back to your parents' home the day after tomorrow, what should we bring back?"

"Oh, we can just pick some from the field and take it home."

Seeing her speak so casually, Song Feng couldn't remain calm. The more lavish the homecoming gifts, the more important it was to her husband's family. Did she even realize the implications?

"I'll think of something."

“What can you do? Borrow? We’ll have to pay it back anyway. Everyone knows your family is poor. If you bring a lot of things to our door, my dad will get angry and say you’re hiding things.”

Song Feng: ...

"The vegetables are fine. Anyway, my dad loves them. Pick a few extra cucumbers. He and his two younger brothers have already eaten all the ones in the house."

She had never seen such a greedy adult. In her memory, he would reach out and pick the cucumbers as soon as they sprouted tender shoots. Her two younger brothers were the same; after picking their own cucumbers, they would also steal some from the old house. In the future, the Song family would have to be added to the list.

"Mom, we are back!"

"Oh dear, it's so late. Are you hungry? I've left some brown rice soup and boiled eggplant in the pot for you. Go wash your hands, and I'll bring it to you in the main room."

"Thank you, mother!"

Seeing what Song Feng was holding, Madam Su was stunned. "Why did you buy so many things? Where did you get the money?"

Song Feng lowered his head and said, "Xiao Ning bought it; it was her dowry money."

"You brat, how can you spend this money? Are you stupid or crazy? Why didn't you stop him!" Su was so angry she wanted to hit him.

"Mom, I'm the one who wanted to buy these, don't blame Brother Feng. I mainly wanted to make some food and see if I could sell it. These are all things I need to make fresh food. Only the brown rice and brown flour are for us to eat. Oh, right, I also bought four steamed buns. Is Xiao An asleep yet? I'll wake him up and give him one."

Since she'd already bought it, what could she say? "Keep it for yourself. You're so thin and frail, it breaks my heart. We don't have anything good at home to give you."

"Being thin is good; clothes look better when you're thin!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" How can being thin be considered beautiful, while being fat is considered beautiful and a sign of good fortune?

"Is Xiao An asleep?"

Looking at the white steamed bun in her daughter-in-law's hand, and thinking that her youngest son had never eaten refined grains, she selfishly went to wake him up after he had just lain down. Actually, Song An wasn't asleep; he heard everything clearly from inside.

Sister-in-law, tell him to eat some steamed buns. I didn't expect there would be any for him. Sister-in-law, they seem pretty good! He doesn't know what steamed buns are, but hearing they're made with white flour, they must be delicious!

"Anzi, go out and eat steamed buns."

"Go right away."

Anyway, he had already seen her that morning, and he no longer felt inferior. They lived in the same room and saw each other every day, so there was no way to avoid each other.

Su Shi and Song Feng hadn't planned to eat, but Fang Xiaoning insisted they eat one each. Su Shi ate until tears streamed down her face; she never imagined she'd enjoy such a blessing from her daughter-in-law. Song Feng also felt terrible; he was useless.

Seeing her eyes red from eating, well, this is another Zhao woman.

"Mom, after lunch I'll make some new dishes. You and my little brother can take a nap. Brother Feng will help me set up the stall."

"Aren't you going to take a nap?"

"I am not sleepy."

No wonder!

Healthy people don't deserve to take a nap. Keep busy, keep busy, for a better life in the future, you have to endure some hardship now.