Because Han Chuxue explained at the time that she lived in Longhu Mountain, which was a famous Taoist mountain in the Dachang Dynasty, the Han family took it for granted that she had been raised in the Taoist temple for the past ten years.

So that's the case, no wonder she saw the problem of the Luo family's son at a glance just now, and left something like that.

Others may think that it is sick, Yang Debiao went south and north, and he saw a lot of strange things, but he saw some doorways.

Yang Debiao had a measure in his heart, but his face didn't show anything, and he smiled and led the brother and sister to the backyard of the inn.

The yard of this inn is quite large, and there are a lot of cars parked, some people push wooden carts, there are also carts pulled by livestock with tents, and there are a few relatives of a certain donkey in the shed behind, which should be the livestock pulling the caravan.

ran into his own relatives, and a donkey's reaction was a proud shake of his head.

But it was its relatives who found out about this high-level blood ancestor, and ahh

There were still a few people dressed in short brown like porters in the yard tidying up the carts or something, and it was a little strange to see those donkeys barking at Yang Debiao.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came over with a smile, "Brother Biao, why did you buy a donkey again, it's quite strong." ”

Han Chuxue's small body flashed and stopped in front of a donkey.

An angry donkey silently withdrew its tail.

The young man who didn't know that he had already turned around in front of the ghost gate still looked at Han Chuxue a little strangely, this little girl's movements were so fast.

"Brother Biao, who is this?"

"This is the brother and sister of the Han family, caught five live pheasants, I saw that your kid shouted every day that he wanted to eat meat, so I bought them all, and then there were live chickens to eat on the road."

This is also the reason why he will meet the Han brothers and sisters, these chickens, they will have to walk on the road for several days when they go back, if it is a dead chicken, the meat is afraid that it will change taste, and even if the live chicken will become thinner by then, it is still fresh meat to eat alive after all.

When the boy heard this, he was happy, "Really, the pheasant was caught alive?" ”

"It's true." Afraid that he would not believe it, Dazhu took down the back basket and opened the straw to show him.

The young man saw the fierce pheasants crowded in the basket, thinking about the fragrant pheasant meat, and couldn't help but show a greedy look.

Yang Debiao slapped him on the head angrily and funny, "Okay, Brother Biao, I can still lose what you eat, hurry up and take out a muslin." ”

"Holo." The boy answered lively, laughed and ran to a caravan, climbed up in three or two clicks, and in a short time came down with a azure muslin in his arms.

The trotting returned to Yang Debiao and handed the cloth, "Brother Biao." ”

Yang Debiao smiled and shook his head, "You kid is positive when it comes to eating." ”

While scolding the young man with a smile, he took the cloth and handed it to Dazhu, "Little brother, give it." ”

Dazhu excitedly handed the basket to the young man who was reaching over, and hugged the cloth, what about the muslin, he had not worn a dress made of muslin when he was so big.

Looking at Dazhu's eyes shining and wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it, just stupidly holding the cloth to look at it, Han Chuxue couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The quality of this cloth is obviously much better than that worn by the family, looking at the clothes patched all over the family, she can guess without Dazhu saying it, but she is afraid that the family has not worn such a cloth.

"Big brother, why don't we change the food, and take this cloth to you, your father, and the third brother to make clothes?"

I don't know how much cold and early snow there is in a piece of cloth in Dachang Dynasty, but I just see that this color is suitable for men, so I have this mentions, even if she doesn't know other skills, as long as she can exchange hunting for what her family needs, she can still meet their needs, not to mention that now she may have another way to make a fortune.

It's just that Dazhu, who heard her mention yì, shook his head desperately, "Little sister, we don't need to make new clothes to wear, let's hurry up and change food." ”

Dazhu said that he was about to leave after pulling up the cold and early snow, and he didn't even say hello to Yang Debiao, for fear that if it was too slow, the little sister would refuse to change the food and really use this cloth to make clothes for herself.

Yang Debiao looked at their backs and shook his head with a wry smile, he was also from a poor background, he understood Dazhu's reaction, but it was a little strange that the little girl seemed to be a little unaware, could it be that the current Taoist temples are so easy to mix?

He pulled Han Chuxue until the big pillar in front of the grain shop named Fulu let her go, "When it comes to the little sister, let's go in and change the grain." ”

Knowing that he would not accept his own suggestion, Han Chuxue nodded without saying much, as long as he worked hard, his family's life would always improve, and he was not in a hurry for this day or two.

"Big brother, can this cloth be exchanged for grain directly in the grain shop?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything more about making clothes, Dazhu smiled happily and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then the prey that my father hunted in the past also came here directly to exchange food?"

Could it be because the Luo family has a wide variety of shops, so they are not afraid of receiving these miscellaneous things and have nowhere to sell?

As a result, Dazhu shook his head, "No, Dad gave the prey to Fumanlou, that is, the restaurant can use the prey to cook, and it is useless for this grain shop to collect prey." ”

It turns out that there is still something to be paid attention to.

"But the grain shops don't sell cloth, so is it useful for them to collect cloth?"

Da Zhu looked at her a little strangely, "Little sister, don't you know, the cloth can be exchanged for a lot of things." ”

Could it be that the little sister has not been down the mountain in the past ten years? Otherwise, how could you not even know this.

Thinking of this possibility, Dazhu couldn't help but feel heartache for the little sister who was "sick and weak".

Han Chu Xue Mo Khan, asked a few more questions, and finally understood, it turned out that in the Dachang Dynasty, cloth was like currency, which could be used for trading, and she remembered that cloth in ancient China until the Tang Dynasty seemed to have this function, does that mean that the Dachang Dynasty is similar to the Tang Dynasty in China?

This question will be studied later, but now let's discuss the issue of rice prices first.

Following the big pillar, Han Chuxue walked into the grain shop, and swept it away, there was a counter on the shop, and on the other side there were two rows of wooden barrels, which contained particles that she recognized or did not recognize, which should be all grain, because there were corn kernels, rice and brown rice that she recognized yesterday.

Dazhu strode to the wooden barrel with the brown rice in his arms, skillfully reached out and grabbed a handful, put a few grains in his mouth and chewed them.

Seeing this, a guy hurriedly stepped forward, "This little brother is going to buy brown rice?" ”

Judging by Dazhu's dress, he will not be a big customer, but the muslin cloth he is holding in his arms makes the guy see the big business, so the words are very cordial and polite.

Probably because he hadn't been so politely entertained before, Dazhu's black face turned a little red again, "Yes, yes, how to sell this brown rice?" ”

The guy didn't seem to see his embarrassment, but he still said with a smile, "One penny and one liter, little brother, if you exchange this cloth for fifty liters." ”

In other words, this cloth is worth fifty wen.