"It's nothing, it's just that I've been feeling weird lately. In the past, although I didn't have a lifelong friendship with Aunt Zhang and Aunt Lin, I could still nod and say hello when I met. ”

Bai Cuicui irritably pulled the low-hanging branches, and replied with a long wrinkled face and depressed: "It's good now, I didn't see them when I met them one by one." I don't want to be in the limelight, or I don't want to be in the dark. ”

Han Jingsheng doesn't have any big ideals in this life, he just hopes to marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a few dolls, so that he can live with his family in peace and stability for the rest of his life. Perhaps, his parents left too early, and the so-called relatives and friends came for the family's inheritance, on the one hand, he tasted the warmth of the world, and on the other hand, he longed for the warmth of home.

Now, he has a gentle wife and will have children of their own in the future. cough, although this daughter-in-law is usually a little babbling, she loves to sleep lazy, and she is a little confused, but he is still glad that God brought Bai Cuicui to him. ―― Although it didn't start out as well as it should, it turned out well, didn't it? Therefore, he will never allow anyone to destroy this qiē.

Thinking about it, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Han Jingsheng's eyes, and then he smiled casually. It's a pity that Bai Cuicui is still chattering about a series of strange events recently. I didn't notice the reaction of the people next to me.

"Needless to say, there are still a lot of things to do at home. I won't talk about it either. I think it's a pretty sunny day, so you should cool off under this tree and rest for a while. Let's wait a little bit and get off the ground. With that, Bai Cuicui said hello and went back, after all, she still needed to prepare.

Bai Cuicui thought about it, there is not much time now, and she has to take advantage of the sunny day now, hurry up and take care of the reserves, don't wait until the time is used to hate less. It's almost May, and the book says that the water level of all rivers has been declining since June this year. There is even a small river and creek that has dried up, although there is a well in my house, so I don't have to queue up to carry water like others.

However, even more water cannot withstand consumption, not to mention that even the river has dried up by then, and even if there is a supply of well water, how much can it have? And in August and September, the situation took a turn for the worse so much that I had to pay for a saliva.

In times of disaster, diseases and other diseases are rampant, so not only food must be collected, but also medicines, clothing, and quilts must be prepared. By the way, there was no electricity and gas for you to squander in ancient times, so if you want to eat hot white rice, you have to chop some firewood and prepare it. Fortunately, she still has time to prepare, because the flash flood will flood next year.

By the way, when Saburo came back, I discussed with him whether I could build a larger thatched hut next to the current house, and put more firewood in a few more rooms. In this way, there is no fear that there will be nothing to cook in the future.

However, after the Chinese New Year this year, she still began to make more dry food that is easy to store, otherwise, everyone will be short of food and less use by then. As long as their house is constantly burning every day, can they not attract hatred? In addition, I have to go to the county to buy more than a dozen or twenty large jars, which are used to hold a series of pickled vegetables such as sauerkraut, spicy vegetables, pickles, etc., after all, these things are not only easy to preserve, but you can eat them as long as you take them out when you want to eat them. It's convenient and easy to afford.

After Bai Cuicui returned home, she turned into the kitchen, put down the basket, took out the dishes and chopsticks, and soaked them in a wooden basin, and waited for the contents to soften before coming in to clean. After that, he went into the bedroom alone, closed the doors and windows, slowly climbed under the bed, counted the third brick from the floor to the left, carefully pried the brick open, and suddenly, a square, 20 cm pit was revealed. There is also a small earthy yellow clay pot in the pit.

This small clay pot is still the one that Saburo gave him at the beginning, and now it has truly become an ancient version of the "piggy bank". And Bai Cuicui poured out the broken silver and the copper plates that were strung together and counted them carefully. only to find that the money in it added up to thirty-four taels, and seven hundred and fifty-nine cents.

"Oh, why is there only this point left for more than a hundred taels of silver in the blink of an eye?" Bai Cuicui thumped her head in annoyance, and couldn't help but quickly pull out the "family income and expenditure account book" from the cabinet next to the bed, and turned to the last few pages to check it. "On the fourteenth of this month, I sent the last jam to the restaurant, a total of thirty-one taels of silver. Plus the previous deposit, there were still one hundred and twelve taels at that time. ”

However, at that time, I was greedy for the cheap things in the Ruyi Silk Shop, so I picked three pieces of lilac cloth and prepared to take them home to make a new three-piece set (i.e., duvet cover, pillowcase, and quilt sheet). In addition, I bought three or four horses of cloth of different colors, as well as a large bag of needlework and thread. So it cost a full five taels of silver--after all, most of the fabrics Bai Cuicui bought were medium-grade fabrics. ”

This is quite a small amount, at least the twenty-two catties of cotton cost 1,783 yuan. Oh, and the salt, that's the most exaggerated, and she's only weighed thirty-four pounds. More than half of it is coarse salt, and two halves are used (the average catty of fine salt is 70 wen, coarse salt is 50 wen), no wonder the imperial court wants to monopolize the sale of salt, and also issued a law for selling illicit salt to death. Because it's a jack of all trades.

Just imagine, the amount of salt that a person needs to consume a day is about 5 grams, and an average family of five needs 18 catties of salt a year. But this is only a scientific estimate, after all, no one will be so precise to weigh how much salt to put in each meal. Of course, they don't have that kind of equipment. Therefore, it is conservatively estimated that if the average family buys 20 catties of salt a year, it will need 1,400 wen (converted into 1.4 taels of silver). The annual sales volume of salt in Dachu is about 2 billion catties, with a total value of 14 million taels of silver. If traders were allowed to mine it, the cost of production would be about 3 million taels of silver. The tax paid to the state is 1.43 million, and the transportation and consumption costs and official kickbacks account for about 1.36 million. The net profit was 8.21 million taels.

But these things are just thinking about it, and they are not something she should care about. Bai Cuicui checked the accounts and knew that most of them were due to the labor costs, material costs, and money from selling meat for building the fence. After all, what she wanted was a solid wall, and it wasn't a tofu scum project, just for good looks.

(PS: The above is purely my nonsense, please don't take it seriously.) ）