"This one is cheaper, only four hundred wen per horse."

It's expensive too, okay?

Ye Hao swallowed her saliva, quickly dispelled the idea of wanting to buy a whole piece of cloth, struggled for a long time, and asked, "Can you sell it for nothing?" ”

"Retail sales? Oh, the little lady means cut, doesn't it? Yes, how many feet do you want? ”

Ye Hao's mind quickly converted, one horse is equal to ten zhang, one zhang is equal to ten feet, and three feet is equal to one meter.

Hmm, how many zhang does it take to make three sets of new clothes?

The costumes here are much more complex than the simple ones of modern times.

She didn't understand it for a long time, so she asked the shop guy in desperation and got the heart-wrenching figure of five zhang.

Although her younger siblings are still small and may not actually need so much, she still bought Wuzhang.

More than not enough, if there is more, add some cotton can also make a small quilt on the bed, these days she sleeps until midnight, occasionally feels cold.

She felt cold, wouldn't her brother be even colder?

Watching the shopkeepers measure skillfully and cut the cloth.

Ye Hao's eyes moved to the other corner of the shop, where a lot of soft cotton was held in bamboo baskets on the table.

"And how is the cotton sold?" She asked.

"This is all good cotton, only 20 yuan a catty, how many catties does the little lady have to buy?"

Please, don't say "as long as", okay? Ye Hao thought in her heart.

She thought for a moment and said, "I want ten catties of cotton." ”

After saying this, he looked at the shop with a serious face: "I buy so many things, you can give me a cheaper, ten catties of cotton and cloth, how about counting me a total of three hundred and eighty yuan?" ”

"Hey, this can't be done, a small business, I don't make a lot of money, and this price is not set by me."

"Well, if you're willing, over there, see? Those can be given to you as an add-on. ”

Ye Hao followed the fingers of the shopkeeper and saw the pile of rags stacked in the bamboo basket in the corner.

Seeing that the other party was sincere, Ye Hao didn't insist anymore, paid painfully, and walked out of the store with her brother carrying the things she bought, as well as those rags.

When Ye Ming was in the shop before, he didn't speak the whole time, and he left the shop at this time.

His face finally showed a trace of distress: "The clothes at home can still be worn, you buy so much cloth and cotton, let your mother know, you must be distressed." ”

In fact, Ye Hao was also distressed, but she felt that this thing could not be saved, so she smiled and said: "It's getting colder and colder this day, San Lang's body is weak, buy some cloth and cotton, and let my mother make clothes for him, don't freeze." ”

After successfully separating the family, she has a little less scruples about spending money, not to mention, spending money now is all in order to make more money in the future!

Ye Ming frowned: "Then you don't need so much?" ”

"And my brother, if I'm not mistaken, my brother doesn't have thick clothes, right?" After Ye Hao finished speaking, without waiting for Ye Ming to speak, she pulled his sleeve and walked forward.

In my memory, in the past, every cold winter, my brother rarely went out, because he didn't have thick clothes to wear, and if he accidentally got sick, he had to carry it himself.

"Oh, I have a lot of things to buy today, and if I keep grinding, it will be too late."

Ye Ming was both moved and distressed in her heart, and in the end, she still couldn't bear to say that her sister, forget it, in the end, the money can only be saved because of her sister, and she can spend it if she wants to.

.........

Ye Hao bought steamers, vinegar, white noodles, rice, black rice, red beans, red dates, salt, honey, soybean oil and other things in turn.

Except for the price of rice and noodles, which was unexpectedly low, and the price of salt was unexpectedly high, the price of other things was easy to say.

Last time, she had limited time and couldn't learn about this, but today she bought it all, and she probably had a number of prices here in her heart.

A bucket of white flour costs forty-two yuan, which does not seem to be cheap, but you must know that a bucket weighs about 12 yuan, that is to say, the price of one pound of white noodles is less than four yuan.

As for rice, it is cheaper for 36 yuan per bucket.

But the price of salt, compared to these two, is much more expensive!

The price of a pound of salt costs forty yuan, pay attention, it is a pound, not a bucket!

And this is only the price of coarse salt, she learned through the store that the price of refined salt is much more expensive.

Ye Hao, who walked out of the salt shop, touched her chin and thought, well, it seems that the refining of salt here is still relatively .....?

Stop! Can't think about it any longer, she patted herself on the forehead and admonished herself in her heart.

This is a feudal society, a big killer like salt, it's better not to touch it, after all, she is just a small people, and she wants to live a few more years.

At this time, the two of them had already loaded a lot of things in their back baskets, but Ye Hao's footsteps did not stop, and Ye Ming behind him looked at his sister and stopped talking.

Do you still want to buy it? Seeing that my sister had no intention of stopping, she had no choice but to keep up.

Along the bluestone road, Ye Hao walked outside the blacksmith shop, listened to the knocking sound of "ding bells" inside, and walked in with her feet raised.

The blacksmith shop is a little simple, with forged hoes, kitchen knives and other household tools placed on the outside, and a bright iron furnace in the middle of the inside.

A middle-aged strong man was constantly beating a piece of red iron at this time, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he didn't mean to say hello.

Fortunately, after standing for a while, a woman came out of the small door at the back, and when she saw the two of them, the woman first glanced at the man with disgust.

Then he took a few steps forward and beckoned: "Little lady, what do you want to buy?" The things I built at home are all sturdy, and they will break down after many years of use. “

"Iron pot, is there one?" Ye Hao asked.

"Yes, it's just that this iron pot is an expensive object, and it needs to be beaten fresh, so the little lady can pay the money first, and then come to pick it up the day after tomorrow." The woman's voice was soft, and her words were unhurried.

"How much silver is a pot of iron?" Ye Hao asked.

"Two hundred and sixty wen." The woman said this with a smile.

Hey, so much?

Well, there was a lot of stimulation today, and Ye Hao was only surprised in the end, and quickly accepted the price.

After paying fifty yuan and buying a kitchen knife, the two went out of the blacksmith shop.

Standing in the doorway, she looked around a few times, and soon saw her target, and raised her feet and walked to the shop diagonally opposite.

Ye Ming, who opened his mouth behind him and was about to say something: "........?" ”

Haven't finished buying it yet?

What Ye Hao walked into this time was a shop selling porcelain jars and other items, and her eyes quickly swept over the various porcelain jars in the room, and she quickly selected two kinds of porcelain jars.

One is a white porcelain jar with no extra patterns on it, and the other is slightly larger and is a celadon jar, both of which look very simple in appearance.

Pointing to these two jars, Ye Hao turned her head and asked, "Shop, these two jars are more than one?" ”

The middle-aged shopkeeper sitting on a chair in the room looked up when he heard this, looked at it and replied, "A white one is a three-penny, and a cyan one is a four-penny." ”

Ye Hao thought for a while: "Bring me twenty of the white ones, and thirty of the cyan ones!" ”