Han Beiqing weighed the deposit in his hand, and removed the three thousand taels of silver tickets given by Gu Yin without moving. The money in his hand is spent, and there is not much left.

Speaking of which, she has been in business for almost three months now, and she has not saved much money in her hands.

In the previous weaving business, all the money earned went to Mrs. Han as a family expenditure subsidy. Because she can make money, she can come and go at will, and she doesn't have to squat at home like those little girls in the village.

The dried fish was divided into five taels of silver in the first month, nine taels in the second month, and Han Beiqing calculated that there were almost nine taels this month. For all kinds of other cakes, the money in hand is only seven or eight taels of silver.

In less than three months, she earned more than 20 taels of silver. If you put it in an ordinary person's house, this is not a small ability. But for Han Beiqing, this money is not enough at all.

"Well, you can't pick up a child every once in a while." Han Beiqing looked at the account book in his hand and sighed: "It's not bad if you don't sell your children and daughters these days, how can you always lose your children."

Gu Yin exchanged the ingots for one hundred and sixty taels, plus the twenty taels he had saved in his hand, for a total of only one hundred and eighty taels.

The house, horses, carriages, new clothes and quilts for Dalong Xiaocan, and miscellaneous items for the new home. In addition, after moving here, the fruit trees and vegetable seeds planted on the east side of the house cost a lot of money.

"One hundred and eighty taels, there are less than sixty taels left." Han Beiqing only felt that his flesh hurt very much.

"If you want to make money, you can't just rely on that. People live on food, and they still have to focus on food to make money."

Han Beiqing finished sorting out the account book and counted the money that could be moved in his hand. Ten taels of silver were left for daily emergency, and nearly fifty taels were left to be taken out for investment.

"The girl wants to receive food?" Dalong looked at Han Beiqing in astonishment, with a puzzled expression: "This season is not a good day to harvest grain, and the autumn harvest will be in another month. You are harvesting grain at this time, but you are harvesting old grain."

"The harvest is the old grain that comes out of the granary. What's wrong with the old grain, you can't eat it yet?"

Han Beiqing had some music in his heart, and when Gu Yin left, he left a sentence, "If the girl wants to make some money, don't give it a try." This year, there is a severe drought in the north, and I am afraid that grain prices will rise."

These words gave Han Beiqing a reminder, and at that time, she just sighed in her heart, some people in the DPRK are incense, at least they will not starve in the famine year.

Thinking about it now, maybe Gu Yin's purpose of going south this time should have something to do with food. It is likely that someone's interests were touched, so Dun Ge'er was kidnapped.

Han Beiqing is just guessing, groundless.

In the past few days, in order to add things to the new house, she has almost visited the streets and alleys of Qishan County. I found that the price of rice has really risen recently, but the price increase is not very large, so most people have not reacted much.

"Twenty-eight wen a pound of high-grade rice, ten pounds of low-grade rice, and only twenty wen for ordinary rice." Han Beiqing asked Dalong to drive the carriage and go to the largest rice store in Dongshi to buy some old rice first.

"Last year's rice, buy it home and put it in the yard to dry it." Han Beiqing had a limited budget and only bought ten stone rice to go home.

One stone of rice is 120 catties, seven stones of ordinary rice and three stones of inferior rice, and it took a total of twenty miles and taels. Originally, there were more than 400 Wen, but when the boss of the rice store saw the two big ones he bought, he simply wiped the fraction.

"My dear mother." Mrs. Han saw Da Long driving home in a car, but she was frightened.

"What do you do with all this rice? How can you eat so much rice?" Ten stones is 1,200 catties, and the whole pile will be given to the yard.

"Grandmother, don't panic, I bought these rice at a low price to sell it in a few days." Seeing her granddaughter's innocent and romantic smile, Mrs. Han covered her chest, only feeling her blood surging.

"Silly boy, the autumn harvest is about to begin. Do you know that this year's grain harvest is very cheap? So much rice, it's all old rice from last year, who will buy it?"

Old Han was too anxious, his mouth immediately bulged with three blisters, and his voice was hoarse.

"Old lady, the price of rice in the city has risen by a cent." Dalong carried the rice for a day, tired and sweating.

"You know a fart, you've only been eating for a few days. Before the rice harvest, the price of rice will rise. In order to make the new rice sell better. You guys, you are really ignorant, and you spend so much money to buy some old rice."

Mrs. Han kept begging Han Beiqing to send back the thousands of catties of rice she bought at home.

"Even if you lose a tael of silver, it's a good deal."

The old lady who slammed the door even said this, which shows how anxious she is.

Han Beiqing didn't listen, calculated the money in his hand, and wanted to stock up on some other food, but Mrs. Han was forced to give up with her life.

Looking at the rice piled up in the yard to dry, Mrs. Han only felt a headache and wanted to cry. In the end, Han Beiqing had no choice but to store them all in the warehouse on the west side of his yard.

Mrs. Han thought that she was out of sight and out of mind, but she didn't expect that the days that made her anxious and frightened were still to come.

Another three or five days passed

Suddenly, an extremely luxurious carriage came from outside the new house.

From the carriage, a young man dressed in a fine costume jumped down.

The boy got out of the carriage and looked blankly at his surroundings. Turning his head, he asked the man in the carriage, "Little uncle, are you sure, has Qi Niang moved here?"

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