"Boss Lu." Qingya hurriedly greeted.

The old man squinted at Qingya for a moment before he recognized who she was.

"It's you....cloth to me, carry the firewood to the backyard..."He said slowly, his eyes fell on Liu Meibao beside Qingya, slightly stunned.

Liu Meibao smiled at him, as a greeting, but saw that the old man's small eyes instantly widened.

"Yes.. Miss Liu? He stumbled slightly.

Presumably, the ancient daughters were all raised in the boudoir, and it was normal for the old man not to recognize himself, so Liu Meibao smiled and nodded again, while handing over the cloth in his hand.

The old man took it a little stunned, and his attitude was a little more solemn.

"That, the girl sits inside....Junko.." He said, turning his head and shouting into the room.

A young man came over at once.

“.. Carry the firewood in...", the old man commanded.

The young man answered, took Qingya's firewood and went in.

Liu Meibao didn't go in as she said, in fact, although she was very curious to see what was sold in the ancient store, Qingya didn't move on the side, so she didn't take a step.

This fell in the eyes of the old man, and there was a little more clarity in his expression, and a little pity and sympathy.

"It's money, girl, take it." Without further ado, he took out ten coins from his sleeve and handed them over.

Liu Meibao stretched out her hand to take it and looked at it repeatedly in her hand, this is a copper coin in circulation, which is a little more vibrant than those in the modern exhibition cabinets.

Seeing her staring at the money, the old man misunderstood again.

"That's right, the money for the wood is calculated together at the end of the month...."He said, as if he had made up his mind, he simply took out two more coins from his sleeve, ".. I've already sent two cents this month.. The girl took it first. ”

Liu Meibao raised her head, looked at the look on the old man's face, and smiled.

"Then follow the old rules, and then talk about firewood money at the end of the month." She said.

This smile was clean and neat, not pretentious at all, and there was no forced smile at all, but it made the old man stunned, and he took back the money with a little embarrassment.

"Then according to the girl's words," he said, nodding his head, and as he reached out and scratched at his thigh, he scratched it a few times, and noticed that he was out of shape, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Then let's go." Liu Meibao said goodbye with a smile.

The old man was a little stunned by her laughter, and reacted half a beat slower, "Girl, let's go." ”

Liu Meibao looked back after walking out, and sure enough, when she saw that the old man was still standing at the door and looking at her, she couldn't help but smile and made an indecent shrug.

"Miss.." Qingya looked at her with a little joy and sadness and said, "Miss has really changed.."

After all, she is not Liu Meibao, or she doesn't look like it anymore, Shen Liumei already knew this, and after listening to Qingya's words, she didn't panic.

"How has it changed?" She smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid of meeting people?" Dare to go out too? Not afraid of others laughing and not afraid of being looked down upon by others? ”

After all, Liu Zhixian is the person who was convicted by the imperial court, and for most people, the imperial court is the most authoritative in their eyes, and you can imagine what kind of eyes the daughter of the criminal official will face.

"I didn't go out much before, did I?" Liu Meibao then laughed.

To be exact, since the accident, Liu Meibao stepped out of the house for the first time, Qingya nodded, so when she heard that the young lady took the initiative to sell cloth, Song Sanniang's expression was like seeing a ghost.

"A man will dishonor himself, and then others will reproach him." Liu Meibao smiled, her expression calm, "I believe... Well, I'm not a sinner, so I don't need to be afraid to meet people, if I'm afraid, wouldn't I not believe it... Father, if I don't believe in him, can I expect others to believe in his innocence? ”

"Miss..."Qingya's tears fell out of her words, if it weren't for the street, she would have wanted to kneel down and bow, "The old lady has a spirit in the sky, and the filial piety of the young lady can be learned from the world..."

Liu Meibao smiled a little weakly, these changes are all for her parents, no one will doubt it anymore.

"Miss, there is a rice noodle shop in front..."

Walking through a Guan Gong Temple, I saw a store with a general layout like a grocery store in Fangcai, but the difference is that the façade is slightly brighter, which means that the business of this one is better.

"Ten pennies can only buy two liters of noodles?" Liu Meibao remembered Song Sanniang's words and asked in a low voice.

Qingya nodded, "These days are better, last winter, I could only buy one liter..."

In her previous life, although Shen Liumei also cooked by herself, she really didn't have any specific concept of prices, she only knew how much rice and eggs she bought, and she didn't pay attention to how much this rice and eggs cost a pound, so she didn't have any concept of comparison and conversion, so she naturally couldn't figure out the purchasing power of today's currency.

"Miss, you wait, don't go in." Qingya said.

Liu Meibao was curious about the baby, where could she miss it, rejected Qingya's proposal, and followed her in.

There is a long counter in the store, and there is a big urn behind the counter, containing rice, flour, beans and other grains, Liu Meibao glanced at it, and almost couldn't recognize these finely processed grains, and there were people in the store waiting for two young men to sell it.

At this time, the people knew about queuing, Liu Meibao nodded in admiration, and followed Qingya in the back of the people in turn.

Her eyes looked around, attracting the two men who were talking with their arms crossed on the side, and their eyes were met, Liu Meibao did not hang her head in shame like most women at this time, but looked away indifferently.

Seeing that her clothes are from poor families, the women of these people's families are all used as men, and they are not so particular, and the two men did not care about continuing to talk.

Soon it was their turn, Qingya handed over the money and said that she wanted white noodles, and the guy neatly scooped a liter into the cloth bag that Qingya had opened, and scooped another liter, and the last liter of the young man's hand was fiercely beaten, and the originally full noodles were all down by one-third.

"Hey, you're not enough." Qingya hurriedly stopped his hand and said hurriedly.

Song Sanniang's eyes are sharper than scales, and the flour is not enough, so she will definitely have a good meal when she goes back.

"It's not enough." The young man gave her a silent and angry look, and muttered, "The price of white noodles has risen, and Shiwen can only buy one and a half liters..."

"But, but a few days ago—" Qingya said with a frown.

"Go, go, do you want to buy or not?" the young man interrupted her impatiently, and made a gesture to pour the noodles back into the bucket, "Do you want it?" Don't, next..."

Presumably, there have been a lot of such disputes in the past few days, and the two men standing by the door immediately turned their heads vigilantly, with warnings in their eyes.

"Yes, yes." Qingya replied helplessly, while stretching out the cloth bag.

"Really, there are a lot of poor ghosts.." The young man cut off, gave a blank look, and poured the rest of the noodles into it.

This service attitude is really bad, Liu Meibao couldn't help but shake her head and followed Qingya out.

"What can I do about this, the price has risen again..."The green girl sighed sadly.

Liu Meibao also sighed, frowned, and couldn't help patting her stomach with her hand, it's terrible, how can I make money?

Doing some gizmos? Glass? Just kidding, how does she know how glass is made... Perfume.. Cosmetics...

On the way back, both of them were a little listless, and they entered the house when it was dark, and sure enough, they heard that the price of rice and noodles had risen again, and Song Sanniang was so angry that it directly led to Qingya's dinner with only a bowl of wild vegetable soup, which made Qingya couldn't help but smile a little proudly, look, she was too prescient, and ate the cake in the morning.

That night, the weaving sound of Song Sanniang almost didn't stop all night, lying on the hard bed, Liu Meibao, who was covered with a hard quilt, was sleepy.