A sickle costs 1 and a half dollars of silver, so Chu Ying had to rummage through the rusty iron tools at the special price. Rummage around to find a smaller scythe with one or two cuts. "Master, how many copper plates are there?"

"Half a penny, rusty, and missing, I don't want much. There's some whetstones in that corner, so take one and go home and sharpen it yourself. Chu Ying picked a whetstone of the right size.

"Master, this is half a penny." Chu Ying didn't raise her eyes when she saw the master, she just cared about knocking on the iron block, and put the money in the pottery bowl.

"Master, I put the money in the bowl." Chu Ying looked at the blacksmith master and left without making a sound, and when she turned around and saw that the price of the iron pot hanging on the wall was 4 taels, her heart couldn't help but hurt, and she didn't dare to look at the slightly larger price next to her.

Chu Ying went to the clay pot shop in the West Market, there were large and small clay pots in it, and asked the shopkeeper about the clay pots for cooking. Looking at the clay pot that was only twenty or thirty wen, I thought that this era should be relatively early, and stir-fry has not yet appeared, because stir-fry requires high temperature, and the iron pot is so expensive, people mainly use pottery.

I spent 20 yuan to buy a small clay pot, and I can't use it that big by myself anyway. Ben still wanted to buy some food, but now he only has 5 wen left in his pocket, so he can only smell the smell of the bun shop and go to the city gate to wait for Grandpa Li's ox cart.

"This scythe is missing, and it is still rusting like this, how much silver did it cost?" Brother Wang walked over with an empty basket.

"60 copper plates." Brother Wang looked at Chu Ying in disbelief, "Who bought it there?" These 50 copper plates are enough, go, go and get the money back. "Brother Wang took Chu Ying's hand and walked towards Dongshi." Don't Brother Wang, I forgot, it's indeed 50 copper plates. "

Brother Wang looked back at this innocent but cautious child, "Brother Wang, don't be angry, I'm afraid that I will say too much, and you comfort me and say it's about the same." "

"Am I that kind of person? Let's go, or you won't be able to go back. "Brother Wang put Chu Ying's sickle and whetstone in his basket.

"Brother Wang, how many eggs are there? Do you have a lot of chickens in your house? How much silver does a chick cost? Wang Er looked at Chu Ying and asked one by one, and he didn't feel annoyed.

"Eggs are 2 cents a piece, sometimes 3 cents, chicks are divided into male and female, male 5 wen, female 6 wen. Do you want to raise? I'll ask my mother to bring out a few. "

"No, I can't support myself yet, I'll see later." Chu Ying is still saving money to pay the tax of one tael.

On the way back, Chu Ying's tired head squinted little by little, and it was already a little dark at the entrance of the village, and when she arrived at home, Chu Ying hurriedly lit a fire, the stone fire was a little big, and Chu Ying wanted to make a stove again.

At the position against the wall, Chu Ying dug an oval hole with a stone axe and a wooden stick, fortunately, the mud was easier to dig, and the dug mud was added with water, kneaded for a long time, and formed a circular mud circle on one side of the hole, and the other half of the hole that was not built up was just enough to stuff firewood, move the fire out of the stone pile, burn it slowly, and when the mud was dry, put a clay pot on the mud circle.

Add some water to the clay pot and boil the cattail root into pieces. I sharpened two more chopsticks, and I couldn't wait to pick up one of them, which burned my tongue slightly. The taste is similar to that of a potato, and it is much better when cooked than raw.

After eating enough, Chu Ying took out the remaining 3 yuan, counted it for a long time, and kicked her feet happily. After the excitement, Chu Ying added some firewood to the fire, and went to sleep satisfied, I have to mow the grass tomorrow, and my arm is a little sore today.

Chu Ying got up and rode the grass and there was still some dew, so she went to the lake to collect a basket of cattails first. Although I am tired of eating, it is good to be able to fill my stomach without money.

"Then the plague god went to pick grass again, does he really need to become an immortal without grains?" The woman who was washing clothes by the lake whispered, and Chu Ying didn't pay attention to it, after all, her mouth was on someone else's face.

"What kind of immortal, I have nothing to eat, so I pick up the grass roots to eat, this girl is also pitiful, she lives alone without her father."

"What a pitiful, it's obviously my own life, and I have overcome my father and mother. It's better to stay away from her. "Fortunately, the reeds and cattails are from the depths of the lake, otherwise Chu Ying would have picked up the sickle and yelled at them.

With the sickle, the process is much faster, the grinding is really better, and a few openings are not in the way, the main thing is that the price is right, and I can only afford such a sickle now, and when I have money in the future, I want to buy a sterling silver sickle, inlaid with gems, thinking of this, Chu Ying works more diligently.

Looking at every quiet movement in the lake, if I could have crossed earlier, I might have been able to catch a few big fish and frogs, but now the frogs are digging holes in the autumn.

The back basket was stuffed, Chu Ying went to check the fish trap again, but fortunately there were two crucian carp the size of his palm. Chu Ying wore the gills of two fish with grass and stuffed them under the cattails. Dig up a few more earthworms and put them away.

The fish will be bad if it is not done, but eating two at a time Chu Ying felt that it was too luxurious, and knocked on the door of the Wang family, thinking of borrowing some salt.

"Yo, the fish there? The second egg went to the field, so you don't come to him. "Aunt Wang is feeding the chickens with the cut vegetables in her hand.

"Aunt Wang, I'm not here to find Brother Wang, I'm here to borrow some salt."

Aunt Wang looked at the two small fish and felt funny. "You still want to marinate these two broken fish? It's better to make fish and fish, but it's not good to be so small, so come in. "Although I haven't talked to Aunt Wang a few times, I think she is a good person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

"A handful is enough, and it's useless to take more." Chu Ying looked at the half-human-high stove that was turned out of the soil of Aunt Wang's house, and there were two stoves on it, one for cooking and the other for cooking.

"Okay, Aunt Wang, when I catch a big fish, I will definitely come to ask you how to make fish. It's good to honor you. Aunt Wang carefully opened the salt jar, took a small point with her hand, and slowly put it in Chu Ying's palm.

"Let's wait until you catch it. Save on it. Aunt Wang picked up the lid of the pot, and the tangy smell of meat made Chu Ying lose the strength to leave. Aunt Wang put on all kinds of vegetables that Chu Ying didn't know very well and continued to stew.

Chu Ying gritted her teeth and secretly decided to eat meat when she was rich in the future. After Chu Ying went back, she used that pinch of salt to marinate a small fish and hang it on the beam, and the other one was washed and put into a clay pot, it smelled delicious, and poured some of the remaining flour and diced cattail roots into the soup.

After eating and drinking, and the sky was dark, Chu Ying dug a layer of soil on the sleeping place, spread some hot charcoal ash on it, and then covered it with soil and grass, and slept a lot warmer.

The wind outside seemed to be a little stronger, Chu Ying shrunk her body into a ball, and she had to hurry up and pick more cattail ears, and she didn't know when it would be winter, if she was still wearing these single clothes in winter, she would freeze into a dog in a few days.

There is no nightlife in the village at night, firstly, it is very tiring to work during the day, and secondly, there is no money to waste this candle and firewood, so dark circles are the patent of city people.