The new house was built, the kang was also up, and seeing that the weather was getting colder day by day, Gu Lan and the others had a better life.

There were no cotton clothes at home, and Liang'er and Zhu'er were young and couldn't help much, so they let them play on the kang.

Zhu'er and Old Man Shao learned to hunt, and Liang'er followed Aji to learn to read, Aji taught him three words a day, and he was so happy that he had to practice repeatedly with branches on the land at the door every day.

Now that it was cold and he couldn't practice, Gu Lan used the bamboo materials left over from building a house to weave a bamboo plate for him, sprinkled with thick loess on it, and let him practice calligraphy while taking care of Zhu'er on the kang.

In Gu Lan's previous life, she often heard the old man mention the hard days in the past, saying that when it was the worst, the family wore a pair of pants together, and whoever went out had something to do would wear clothes, and she always felt that it was possible.

But now that she has crossed over, she has really experienced this kind of thing.

The weather was cold, she and Zhu'er were still wearing thin summer clothes, and a cold wind was blowing, just like they weren't wearing.

Liang Er didn't go out, his clothes were all on Zhu'er, and he had three layers of summer clothes inside and out, but it still didn't work.

Gu Lan and Zhu'er accelerated the pace of making cassava flour, and after four or five days of hard work, they finally gathered enough 100 catties of cassava flour.

Gu Lan alone naturally couldn't transport so much cassava flour to the market, and Zhu'er, a nine-year-old man, seemed to be another pillar of the family.

He is not tall, he has eaten more recently, and his thin body has become a little stronger. Gu Lan felt sorry for her brother, but she really couldn't help it.

However, in this generation, not to mention nine-year-old children, some children from poor families have to go to the field with adults to collect cow dung at the age of three.

When it is the turn of the farmer, even if it is a grain of wheat that falls on the ground, it will be picked up.

Gu Lan thought that her family was poor, so she could only go out in a thin summer coat in winter.

But when she took Zhu'er to the market, two people each carried a bamboo basket, and there were pedestrians walking on the road in twos and threes, almost all of them were similar to them, wearing gray-black shorts, shabby straw sandals, and it seemed that they had not bathed for many days, so that they could not see their original skin color clearly.

Gu Lan went out for the second time and carefully looked at everything around her. She had watched ancient TV series in her previous life, and even the homeless people in it were not as sloppy as these people.

It can only be said that those screenwriters who have not seen the real people at the bottom in their previous lives still lack some imagination.

Skinny, yellow-skinned, yellow-skinned, yellow-haired, everyone's skin is dark and chapped, even Gu Lan is no exception.

Lack of food, no time to take care of yourself, even if the fairy comes, it will become like this.

Gu Lan took a deep breath, if she hadn't seen Aji, she might have been disappointed in this world and didn't dare to imagine what the future would be.

But when she saw Aji, she knew that the reason why these people were the way they were was because they didn't have enough to eat, they couldn't dress warmly, and all the time was spent on the repeated labor of filling their stomachs.

In her previous life, she would always complain and not know when work was a head, but now, if you think about it, the hardships in her previous life really don't seem to be nothing.

Thinking about it all the way, Gu Lan didn't feel too tired, and finally arrived at the market.

Two wooden pillars that are not eye-catching, with two flags floating on them that I don't know what they mean.

"Sister, there are so many people!"

Zhu'er was very excited all the way, and even more happy when he arrived at the market, looking around with his little head, feeling that there were people everywhere.

When I arrived at the market, things were much better, and I was finally able to see people in clean winter clothes.

In order to sell the pastries this time, Gu Lan worked hard to clean herself and Zhu'er before coming, but the dark skin could not be concealed.

It may be that the end of the year is approaching, and there are more people rushing to the market, which is much more lively than Gu Lan last time.

Gu Lan held the pillar tightly and carefully advised, "Don't run around, lest you two be found." ”

"Good!" Zhu'er obediently held Gu Lan's hand and followed her step by step.

Gu Lan led him through the crowd, and Zhu'er greedily watched the excitement around him, there were people selling snacks, monkeys, all kinds of shouts, and the iron-striking shop was tinkling, like playing music.

Walking through the crowd and gradually moving away from the hustle and bustle, Zhu'er looked around curiously, this place is not as lively as just now, will anyone buy their cassava flour?

"Sister, are we going to sell tapioca flour here?"

"Yes, don't talk later, just watch how I do it."

Gu Lan touched Zhu'er's head to soothe his emotions.

This should be the depths of the village of Xinghua Village, Xinghua Village is full of people, and gradually forms a market outside the village, if it is a long time, it is possible to form a town in the future.

More people means more opportunities to make money, Xinghua Village is not as remote as Xiaolongkan, with red bricks and green tiles lined up one after another, so it's no wonder that Zhu'er is a little nervous.

The poor are afraid of the rich, and it has always been so.

Gu Lan sorted out the clothes for herself and her younger brother, with a kind smile on her face, stepped two steps up the stairs, and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"Is the host's house there?"

"Who's coming?"

An honest voice quickly responded, and Gu Lan could almost think of the people inside trotting over.

"Squeak", the door opened, and a fat man wearing a white turban on his head opened the door and looked at Gu Lan and Zhu'er suspiciously: "Who are you looking for?" Can I help you? ”

He was the first fat man Gu Lan had ever seen!

It's a rarity.

The smile on Gu Lan's face was very contagious, neither humble nor arrogant, and she didn't know how many times she had practiced, she exclaimed affectionately: "Uncle, that's the case, I have nothing to do to grind some clean white noodles, I want to ask if you need them, here are some pastries I make with white noodles, can you try them?" ”

As she spoke, she removed the basket to reveal the bag sewn into white cloth inside, and when she opened the bag, the white tapioca flour inside was revealed.

"Ah, this white flour is so clean?"

The fat man was also surprised, Gu Lan hurriedly poked his younger brother, and Zhu'er hurriedly handed over the bamboo basket in his hand, opened it, took out a piece of tapioca and handed it to the man.

"Uncle, you can try it, even if you don't buy it, you don't need money."

The fat man hesitated a little, who dared to eat this stranger's thing, and he didn't blame him for being cautious, this kind of thing had happened before.

Gu Lan saw his concerns, pulled open the cake, half of each person, and tasted it first.

Now I was relieved, the fat man took a bite of the cake, and when he took a bite, his eyes lit up instantly, and the speed of eating the cake was much faster.

Gu Lan is still smiling, she has been researching cassava flour for half a month, and she eats it every day at home, and several children can't get tired of eating it.

The same goes for Old Man Shao and Aji.

Gu Lan, a person who had eaten too many kinds of food in his previous life, didn't understand at all that this was an era of food scarcity.

There are very few food options that people can choose to eat.