In exile, the miraculous doctor Xiaojiao's wife saved the whole family of the Duke's mansion Chapter 127 The separation between him and his family is three years
Chapter 127 The separation between him and his family is three years
Fortunately, He Zhiran completely inherited the memory of the original owner and was able to recognize these plaques with traditional Chinese characters.
Walking to a butcher shop, He Zhiran asked about the price. She was pleasantly surprised to find that the ribs here were actually cheaper than meat.
Pork costs 18 cents per pound, while ribs only cost 8 cents.
He Zhiran did not hesitate to buy a fan of ribs. Not only was the price cheap, it was also her favorite food.
When people see her, they will think that she is calculating and unwilling to pay high prices for pork, so she can only buy cheap ribs.
After buying the pork, ask the boss to chop it into small pieces and put them on the wooden cart.
He Zhiran entered a grocery store again.
The shopkeeper of the grocery store looked helpless, sitting at the counter with his head lowered, not even looking at the customers as they came in.
If he had encountered such a businessman in his previous life, He Zhiran would have chosen to leave directly.
However, it was different here. She didn't want to waste time looking for another grocery store, so she could only wander around the store by herself.
The goods here are a bit messy. After looking around, He Zhiran couldn't find what he wanted to buy.
"Shopkeeper, do you have oil paper here?"
When the shopkeeper heard the customer ask, he raised his head listlessly.
"We have oil paper, how much do you want, little lady?"
He Zhiran thought that in the future, she would often take out things from the space, and she couldn't grab them with her hands every time like soy sauce beef.
Therefore, for her, the more oil paper, the better.
"I'll take all the oil paper you have here."
The shopkeeper obviously didn't believe her.
"Little lady, are you kidding me? I have a lot of oil paper here."
"I'm not kidding, as long as the price is fair, I promise to get it."
The shopkeeper quickly got up, went behind the curtain, and soon came back with a large stack of oil paper.
He Zhiran visually inspected the number and found that there were at least more than a thousand, which was really a lot.
The shopkeeper put the parchment paper on the counter.
"Little lady, there are 1,100 pieces of oil paper, ten of them cost one penny. I guarantee you won't be able to buy them elsewhere at this price."
Although He Zhiran didn't know much about prices in this era, based on her intuition, the shopkeeper didn't fool her.
"Okay, I want all these oil papers."
She used the cover of her sleeves to take out two strings of copper coins from the space.
These copper coins came from the treasury, there were several boxes, and she didn't feel any pain at all spending them.
After counting one hundred and ten coins to the shopkeeper, He Zhiran was about to go out with the oil paper in his arms when he saw a young man running in in a panic.
"Dad, I just went to the inn to inquire again, and the merchant who ordered the oilcloth from us really ran away."
The shopkeeper sat dejectedly on his chair, covering his face with his hands, wondering if he was crying.
The young man passed by He Zhiran and entered the counter.
"Dad, what should we do now?"
The shopkeeper shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.
"Hey... we spent all our money on ordering that batch of oilcloths. Now that the merchants have fled, we can only find a way to sell these oilcloths at a low price."
When He Zhiran heard this, he immediately turned back.
She was very interested in the oilcloth they talked about.
"Shopkeeper, can you show me the oilcloth you mentioned?"
The shopkeeper looked at He Zhiran, still looking helpless.
"Little lady, please don't cause any trouble. The oilcloth is for making umbrellas. You won't use it even if you buy it."
He Zhiran had just guessed whether the oilcloth they were talking about could prevent rain. After hearing what the shopkeeper said, she was absolutely sure that this was exactly what she wanted.
"Shopkeeper, your oilcloths are going to be sold anyway, why don't you let me take a look, and if they are suitable, I will buy some."
"Madam, please wait a moment. I'll get some samples for you to see." The young man's brain was smarter than the shopkeeper's, so he didn't mind the trouble and quickly got up to get the oilcloth.
Soon, he returned holding a piece of green and a piece of black oilcloth.
"Little lady, look at it, our oilcloth is thin, and the umbrella made of it is light and durable."
He Zhiran raised his hand and touched the oilcloth. As the young man said, the oilcloth was very thin.
However, the weave is very dense, and the quality is very good at first glance.
"This little brother, I wonder what the price of this oilcloth is?"
The young man probably couldn't make the decision, so he turned to discuss with the shopkeeper.
"Dad, I think as long as we can recover some of the cost of this oilcloth, why not sell it at cost price?"
The shopkeeper nodded hard.
"If the young lady buys the whole horse, it will be based on our cost price, which is 500 yuan per horse."
He Zhiran didn't understand prices, but whenever she heard a quotation from Shenzhen Wen, she would feel it was cheap.
She asked again about the length and width of each piece of cloth, and finally calculated that if this oilcloth was used to make simple tents, one piece of oilcloth could make two.
"Shopkeeper, how many oilcloths do you have?"
The shopkeeper's eyes widened again: "How much do you want?"
He Zhiran made some calculations, and the simple tent she wanted to make could accommodate two people. There were twelve people in the He family, and there were also twenty people in the Xie family and Fang family.
There are also those officials who want to comb the prisoners' bodies all day long.
With so many people, at least twenty-five tents are needed.
"Shopkeeper, I want thirteen pieces of oilcloth."
When the shopkeeper heard this number, he felt that there must be something wrong with his ears, so he picked out his ears vigorously regardless of his appearance.
Young people are more responsive.
"Little lady, just wait, I'll get you a tarp right now."
He Zhiran raised his hand to stop him.
"No rush, I bought so many things, I wonder if your store can deliver them to my door?"
"Yes, we can deliver goods within Yunlai County." The young man agreed quickly.
After confirming that the goods could be delivered, He Zhiran bought a sufficient number of bamboo poles and hemp ropes.
While paying the money, she did not forget to give her instructions.
"Brother, I want eight black ones and five cyan ones, together with those bamboo poles, sent to the inn in the west of the city."
"Okay, no problem." The young man agreed and ran to the backyard to stock up.
Seeing that there was nothing he needed in the grocery store, He Zhiran just pushed the cart and left.
On the way, she deliberately found a few deserted alleys and took out the food in the space one after another and put it on the wooden cart.
There were also various vegetables sold by farmers, and she also purchased some to use as a cover for collecting supplies from the space.
He Zhiran was shopping on the roadside while quietly taking out some seasonings and other items from the space.
When passing by the grain store, she bought a jar of rapeseed oil. She also bought two identical empty jars with the boss, and filled the jars one after another with the peanut oil in the space.
Finally, I bought three large iron pots, three shovels, three kettles and other common items from the blacksmith shop.
The wooden cart was getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult for He Zhiran to push it.
There was no way, these things needed to see the light, and she didn't dare to take them into the space to transport them back, so she could only push the wooden cart forward hard.
He Zhiran knew in his heart that with the physical strength of this body, he might not be able to go further.
Therefore, she had no choice but to return the way she came.