Chapter 185: Chrono Space Gate AI Raising Babies Daily Life (5)

"The ancient world?

So what you mean is that the new world connected by the treasure that Xiaoxiao is bound to is actually similar to the world of dozens or hundreds of years ago on our side, and it still uses copper coins and broken silver from a very long time ago!

The bazaar is not the same as it is now, but it is the same as it was more than ten years ago, you don't need a ticket to buy something, you just need money.

That's good.

But we don't have any silver in our family, we had a few silver dollars a few years ago, but we have already used them! ”

The point in Qu Jie's words.

Mrs. Huang obviously still hasn't gotten it.

She only pays attention to the world where she doesn't need tickets to buy things, and although she doesn't have tickets, she doesn't have money.

Whether it was the money of this world or the money that could be used in the ancient world, she didn't have it, and even if she bartered, she couldn't find anything of value at home.

"No, Grandma Huang, don't you understand what I mean at all, be obedient and pick the key points!

You haven't thought about it, even the salt in the kitchen is expensive in the ancient world, although the salt on our side needs salt tickets, but at least the price is cheap, and everyone can afford to eat it, but in ancient times it was different, even the coarse salt grains we use to pickle pickles now were not affordable for all people in ancient times.

Although it is not appropriate to sell illicit salt in ancient times, it is dangerous, but it is not a problem to sell a little, change a little starting capital, and then you can also sell glass beads, or other glass products, mirrors and the like, dozens of hundreds of taels of silver can definitely be exchanged.

There is absolutely no risk in buying and selling small amounts.

If there is danger, I can also bring you back in time, and when the time comes, we will have a big deal to change to a new county seat to continue.

In ancient times, there was silver, although you couldn't buy bicycles, radios, sewing machines and the like, but it was definitely no problem to buy some food, buy some chickens, ducks and fish, pigs and mutton, you look at how thin Xiaoxiao and Ping'an are, they are seven or eight years old, and they look like they are four or five years old.

It is estimated to weigh only half the weight of future children of the same age.

This is obvious malnutrition, maybe it will affect development, die too early, and there is a high probability that there will be malnutrition when you were a child, and the root cause of the loss is.

You don't want to make up for them? ”

Whether it is Qu Jie's soul state or the projection state of holographic projection, there is no way to directly go to ancient times to trade, exchange food for them, and there is no way to dump materials here, pretending to be a ghost is more suitable for her

So of course, I can only try to persuade Mrs. Huang.

Let her.

After all, you can't expect Xiaoxiao and Ping'an to pour supplies back and forth, that is undoubtedly even more inappropriate.

Being reminded by Qu Jie, Mrs. Huang suddenly realized that she was in her early fifties this year, and when she was young, she had heard the old people in her family talk about the ancients, and she had also experienced more difficult and difficult years.

Thirty or forty years ago, salt was not only expensive.

It's hard to buy, it's hard to buy good salt.

In the village or some nearby villages, there are even people who are poisoned to death by eating poisonous salt because of lack of salt.

Now not to mention other aspects, at least the salt problem has been completely solved by the country, and the price is so low that it was unimaginable in the past, and two eggs can be exchanged for a pound of salt.

In the past, forty eggs could not be exchanged.

Although the purchase is limited, at least everyone can afford it and can buy it, which is much better than in the past, not to mention that the quality of salt is also better than in the past.

It was ironclad to sell decades ago.

Not to mention selling to a much earlier era.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Huang pondered for a while and decided to do it, anyway, she is not here to buy and sell, no matter how you think about it, it is not illegal, and her granddaughter has a place that cannot be seen or touched, but it can indeed store a lot of things, and the things in exchange are put in that place, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by others at all, and even eating can go to that ancient world to eat, lest the stew and boiled fish taste too fragrant and be smelled by others, in short, it is definitely not a big problem.

The biggest problem is that Xiaoxiao and Ping'an must remember that they must not say this to the outside world.

But at this point, Mrs. Huang also thinks that there should be no problem, after all, the two children are quite obedient, and they can be hung with delicious food when they turn around.

They certainly don't dare to talk nonsense.

Out of consideration that the ancient world is now daytime, and when it comes to daytime on their side, it may already be night on the ancient world, and they can't do business, plus there is still more than a pound of salt in the salt jar at home, which should be enough to get the ancient world for some silver.

So Mrs. Huang simply didn't sleep, and directly took the salt shaker at home, and then still a family of three, went to the ancient world to sell salt again.

I didn't go to the county to sell it, and I didn't go to the market to sell it.

Instead, according to Qu Jie's guidance, he took the salt to the nearest village, and went straight to Qu Jie's use of the soul to scan the family, looking at the face, he felt that he was kind, and his family had a little surplus of food and could afford to buy salt.

Knock on the door and make up stories to sell salt.

The story is probably that these salts were bought when the old man in the family was there, and the old man died, and the cost of the funeral was too great, etc., and the family could no longer open the pot.

So you can only exchange this salt for some food.

After all, if you lack salt, you won't be able to die for a while, but if you don't have food for seven or eight days, you will have to starve to death.

And the price is cheap.

Only half a load of rice is needed, which is fifty catties of rice.

Although the official price of salt in ancient times was also very expensive, it was definitely not ridiculously expensive, so expensive that it could not be eaten at all, and it was generally sold for forty or fifty wen a catty.

It is about eight to ten times the price of rice.

One pound of salt can only be exchanged for ten pounds of rice.

But the key point is that it is difficult for ordinary people to buy salt at this price, they can only buy salt that has poured an unknown number of hands, and many times the price of salt is not the original price, but has increased five times and tenfold, and at the most outrageous time, it can even reach three quintals of rice and a catty of salt.

That is to say, 300 catties of rice can be exchanged for one catty of salt.

The specific price depends on the local merchants, the control of the imperial court and other factors, and the price that Qu Jie asked Mrs. Huang to quote is basically the market price for the people to buy salt.

It's just the market price of one catty, and the salt in her salt jar is more than one catty, at least two or three taels more.

So after careful discussion, the family poured out all the salt in Mrs. Huang's salt jar and checked it, and made sure that there were no impurities in it, and the quality was very good, and even weighed a lot more than a catty, so they readily agreed to Mrs. Huang's deal.

Not only did he take a basket and put fifty catties of rice.

also took ten eggs to Mrs. Huang, saying that their family would not take advantage of others, so Mrs. Huang would mourn or something.

It can be seen that Qu Jie's ability to see is also good.

People are indeed kind.

In the sixties and seventies, the price of salt seems to be about eight cents to one dime and four cents, there are differences in different places, eggs are three dimes, and later they rise to two dimes, some places ask for tickets for salt, but some places can go directly to the consignment point to change, a small amount can be exchanged, there is no way to buy a large amount, and can only be purchased by the village collective with agricultural and animal husbandry salt.