As he got closer, Yang Huazhou smiled and greeted Luofengtang: "TANG Yazi is doing business here too?"

Luo Fengtang saw that the person who came was Yang Ruqing's fifth uncle. The smile on the boy's face disappeared, and he nodded a little stiffly, calling out in a low voice, "Fifth Uncle Yang."

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Yang Huazhou was even more surprised this time.

In the past, in the village, deep within the woods, I've also crossed paths with that boy from the Tang family.

This kid rarely calls anyone.

So, you even called Uncle Five over today?

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"Fifth Uncle, you're here just in time. Don't you have anything to do this afternoon? I want to go buy some daily necessities!"

Yang Ruqing's voice interrupted Yang Huazhou's contemplation.

“I’m free in the afternoon, Uncle will accompany you.” Yang Huazhou said, his eyes falling on Yang Ruqing’s hand.

"Hey, Qing'er, where are your things?"

"Sold out!"

"What? All sold out?" Yang Huazhou thought he had misheard.

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“Oh, I spoke too soon, there are still these two baskets left, but it’s alright, I’ll use them to carry things when I go shopping later.”

Yang Ruqing smiled and slung her basket over her shoulder, freeing one hand to link arms with Yang Huazhou as they walked towards the exit of Wa Market.

She also didn't forget to turn her head and say to Luofengtang who was standing behind her, "Luofengtang, you keep working hard! I'll go first!"

"Good." Luofengtang smiled faintly at Yang Ruqing.

Not until Yang Ruqing and Yang Huazhou disappeared from sight did the boy retract his gaze.

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Phatya, what a good girl...

On the way out of Washi, Yang Ruqing briefly told Yang Huazhou about her experience selling things. Yang Huazhou was taken aback by what he heard.

Finally, she proudly took out four hundred and fifty-five coins and waved them before Yang Huaizhou's eyes: "Here they are!"

Yang Huazhou was even happier now, grinning widely. "My little 晴儿 is truly capable! Hurry up and hide the money well; it's best not to flaunt your wealth!"

"Hmm!"

Yang Ruqing smiled and tucked the money into her pocket.

“Uncle Wu, is everything alright at your place?” she asked again.

“It’s okay, let’s go. Uncle Wu will accompany you to get some things, and then we’ll go home!”

Okay!

An uncle and nephew first went into a grain store.

When the family split, Tan Shi gave Yang Ruoqing's family of five fifty jin of shelled rice, two mu of irrigated land, and two mu of dry land. There was nothing else.

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Later, Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dayun sent over an old hen and ten jin of rice.

The hen kept laying eggs, and they had ten kilograms of rice. Their daily rations for these days came from that rice; they'd already eaten half of it.

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Yang Ruqing plans to bring some rice and noodles back.

I inquired about the price, and rice is one silver tael per stone.

Yang Ruqing quickly calculated the weight and price in her mind.

One stone equals ten dou, and one dou equals ten liters.

One liter of rice, currently, weighs about one and a half kilograms. Therefore, one dou (Chinese unit of volume) of rice weighs 12.5 kilograms, and one shi (larger Chinese unit of volume) of rice weighs 125 kilograms.

One stone of rice sells for one tael of silver, which is equivalent to one thousand wen.

In modern terms, it is equivalent to a price of eight cash per catty of rice!

Eight articles?

Wow!

Yang Ruoqing was secretly astonished!

In modern times, good quality fragrant rice in supermarkets costs just over three yuan per kilogram. Here, this kind of rice, which isn't even considered particularly high-quality, costs eight yuan per kilogram!

It's too expensive!

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On second thought, this is ancient times. There were no agricultural reforms, let alone pesticides and chemical fertilizers. Everything depended on the harvest from heaven.

The yield per mu is not high itself, and there are various levies and taxes pressing down on it. Grain prices remain high, so this is not surprising!

If one happens to encounter a year of famine, merchants will maliciously hoard grain and inflate prices, with prices even doubling!

There were four hundred and fifty-five wen in her pocket. Yang Ruqing gritted her teeth, took out two hundred wen, and bought two dou of rice, which was twenty-five kilograms.

Twenty-five jin of rice, plus the remaining five jin at home, is almost thirty jin of rice. A family of five can barely make ends meet, and it will only last for two months at most!

Yang Ruqing then asked about the prices of wheat flour, corn flour, and sorghum flour. Fortunately, these agricultural products were much cheaper than white rice.

She gritted her teeth and weighed out one dou of wheat flour, half a dou of sorghum flour, and some cornmeal. Altogether, she spent another sixty wen!

Having stepped out of the grain store, Yang Huazhou's shoulder pole now bore several sacks tied with hemp cloth, filled with rice bags and sacks of mixed flour—millet, corn, sorghum. They bulged and swayed.

At the same time, Yang Ruqing’s mouth had lost half its weight in copper coins!

There's only one hundred and ninety-five wen left!

“Qing’er, are we buying so much grain all at once? Didn't your mother give you fifty jin of rice last time when the family split?”

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On the road, Yang Huazhou asked puzzledly.

But Yang Ruqing shook her head: "That fifty catties of rice, my parents and I have decided to keep it as seed for next spring's planting."

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Yang Ruqing and Sun's Yang Huazhong had discussed it, and they agreed that they couldn't bother other people with everything. They definitely had to keep some rice seeds for themselves!

This means that from the moment we split up until next autumn harvest, which is more than half a year, we'll have to rely on buying rice to get by!

Before, she knew that Mrs. Sun would eat vegetable porridge morning and night, although she knew the family had run out of rice, she hadn't felt this deeply about it yet.

Right now, she truly feels the weight of rice prices. She's decided that when she returns home, she absolutely must work even harder to earn money and buy rice and grain to support her family!

"Qinger, where shall we go next?" Yang Huazhou asked again.

"I'm going to the fabric store to get some cloth!" Yang Ruqing said.

Looking at how winter is approaching, Sun's shoes were still straw sandals. She walked back and forth in a pair of worn-out cloth shoes with holes. Her two younger brothers weren't much better off either.

I need to take some rough cloth back home to make a few pairs of shoes!

I walked into a fabric store, and the shop assistant who greeted me was also quite perceptive.

Upon glancing at the attire of this uncle and nephew, I didn't lead them to the silk counter over there, but instead beckoned them to the cotton counter here.

"These are all cotton fabrics just transported from Yicheng Prefecture. You two arrived at a good time. There are many patterns to choose from."

Yicheng Prefecture?

She didn't know where it was. This dynasty wasn't recorded in Chinese history.

And since she came through time, she hasn't had a chance to get in touch with the books here. Besides Changping Village, there is only this Qing Shui Town. Once you leave the town, it's pitch black!

Well, I'll think about those things later. Right now, the most important thing is to fill my stomach and keep warm!

How much does this cloth cost?

Yang Ruqing pointed to a piece of cyan fabric with faint white floral patterns and asked.

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“One hundred and thirty wen per piece,” the clerk said, “Little girl, you really have an eye for it. This pattern would make a great blouse, suitable for all ages. An adult could make seven blouses, and eight pairs of trousers!”

Yang Ruqing nodded.

At a glance, this bolt of cloth is probably close to thirteen meters long when laid out.

This flower pattern, if worn by mother, would definitely look good. Wearing it myself isn't bad either, hehe!

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