The little girl wanted to kneel on the spot, but Yan Funing held her arm.

"Don't kneel!"

The little girl blinked: "Sister Benefactor is so good-looking!" ”

Yan Funing smiled and touched the little girl's face: "You are also good-looking." ”

The little girl turned her head: "Daddy, my sister said that I am also good-looking." ”

The young man said "um", took out a bunch of money from his arms, and handed it to Yan Funing.

"What is this?" Yan Funing took a step back.

"Yesterday, the doctor at the hospital said that to treat Xiaoya's arm, you need to pay a lot of money first. At that time, I didn't have that much money with me, so I had to ask them to help me see it, but they didn't want to. Fortunately, the girl helped, otherwise Xiaoya's arm would have been useless. ”

As he spoke, he handed the money forward.

Yan Funing waved her hand and excused herself: "Your daughter's arm is just dislocated, it's just a small problem, you don't have to give me money." ”

She's just doing it.

Although she is now short of money, she does not need to collect money to help treat her dislocation.

The young man exclaimed: "A hanging of money is a tael of silver, but it is dislocated, and the doctor in the medical hall really dares to make a price." I run a blacksmith shop, and it takes a long time to save money. ”

Yan Funing said: "It's not easy to make money, put it away quickly." ”

But he didn't want the young man to repay her.

"Girl, you better take it. The hospital charged indiscriminately, and I was reluctant to give this money. But the girl is kind-hearted, it is true that she healed my daughter's arm, this is a thank you gift, please accept it! ”

Yan Funing asked, "Are you a blacksmith?" ”

The man nodded: "Yes, I make a living by striking iron." ”

"How can you make delicate silver needles?"

When it comes to craftsmanship, the man is full of energy: "It's not that I'm boasting, embroidery needles can do it." ”

Yan Fu frowned: "You put away this hanging money, and when the time is right, I will ask you to help me make a set of utensils." ”

To make a whole set of silver needles, you have to use at least a few taels of silver as a material. At that time, she would like to make other utensils, and she will need more silver.

The man said happily: "Good! ”

He will be careful and do a good job, and he will repay it.

Thinking so, he put away the penny.

He pointed in the direction of Dongshou Street: "Go a mile there, and you will find my blacksmith shop." My name is Tong Cheng, and when I get over there, I mention my name, and everyone knows it. ”

At this time, the little girl came to pull Yan Funing's hand: "My name is Tong Ya." ”

Yan Fu squeezed Tong Ya's little hand and said with a smile: "I wrote it down." Raising his eyes to Tong Chengdao, "I won't go until a while." ”

Tong Cheng bowed: "Waiting for you at any time." ”

Not long after, Tong Cheng took Tong Ya and left, and Yan Funing entered the grain and oil store.

"Boss, what is the price of sesame oil and soy sauce?"

The shopkeeper said lazily: "Sesame oil is fifty yuan a catty, and soy sauce is eighteen yuan a catty." ”

Yan Funing originally prepared two empty clay pots, preparing to buy sesame oil and soy sauce today.

I didn't expect it to be quite expensive, especially sesame oil.

Although he made some money today, most of it was from the pheasants that someone caught, and what he earned was still not moving.

And what she earns herself, she has to save a part.

After thinking about it, she took out a clay pot: "Fifteen pounds of soy sauce, can it be done?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head: "In my store, the price has been open for decades, and the neighborhood knows it." ”

It just means that you can't bargain.

"Then let's have a pound of soy sauce."

Yan Funing took out eighteen coins and handed over the clay pot.

There are still some rice and noodles at home, and there is only this one in the grain and oil store town, and the price is fixed, so I won't buy it for the time being.

When I got back to the village, I asked who could sell some of the grain they had grown.

If only there was a field at home.

The shopkeeper scooped a pound of soy sauce into the clay pot, took the copper plate and counted it, and the amount was correct, so Yan Funing was allowed to take the clay pot away.

Yan Funing closed the lid tightly and put the clay pot back into the back basket.

When I got out of the grain and oil store, I bought two Chinese cabbages from the vendors along the street, and the Chinese cabbage was cheap, and it only cost seven cents. Thinking of the eggs that my mother-in-law said, when I asked the price for five cents a piece, I only bought two.

The sesame oil was not bought, Yan Funing planned to buy a piece of fatty meat, and it would be good to go back to boil lard, so she walked to the butcher shop.

When asked about the price, she was surprised.

Fat meat is 70 yuan a catty, and lean meat is 50 yuan a catty.

Fat meat is more expensive than lean meat!

The stall owner was covered in meat, and when he cut the meat and bones, he trembled three times.

"The girl looks like a person who doesn't buy much vegetables, and of course fatty meat is more expensive than lean meat." The stall owner threw out a piece of fat and said, "Look, this fat meat is shiny and shiny, and it is a good product for boiling oil." ”

Meat is so expensive, no wonder it is written in the book, and the people only eat it a few times a year during the New Year.

And now it's still the New Year, and pork is even more expensive.

Yan Fu thought about it, a pound of fat can't make a pound of lard, so it's better to go back to the grain and oil store to buy a pound of sesame oil.

Seeing that she was leaving, the stall owner called out to her: "Girl, the pig water, pork ribs and big bone sticks are cheap, do you want it?" ”

Yan Funing retracted the toes she was about to lift: "How to sell pork ribs?" ”

The stall owner threw out a pork rib with a snap: "The price of cabbage, the whole pair of pork bones, is the price of a pound of fine meat." Take it all with you if you want it. ”

Yan Funing understood that the ancients ate less oil and water, so fat meat was the most expensive.

There is not much oil and water in lean meat, and although it tastes good, the price is not as good as fatty meat.

And bones are the least valuable.

Modern delicious and expensive pork ribs, here is actually very cheap.

"There's too many bones in the whole set." Yan Funing pointed to a pork rib that he threw in front of him, "How much is this?" If it's cheap, I'll ask for it. ”

The stall owner saw that there were two Chinese cabbages in the basket she put on the ground, so he asked, "How much do you have these two Chinese cabbages?" ”

"Seven cents." Yan Funing said honestly.

"This rib is ten cents." The stall owner was afraid that she wouldn't want to, so he hurriedly said, "I see that your back basket is not big, so I will open the ribs in half and put them in the back basket." ”

Pork ribs are half eaten by people and half eaten by dogs, and no one cares, it is rare that this girl is not sensible.

"Didn't you just say the price of cabbage? Seven pennies, I'll take this rib with me. ”

"Done!"

The stall owner took a knife and cut the ribs apart.

Yan Funing took out the clay pot and cabbage, so that the stall owner could put the ribs in for her.

The stall owner thoughtfully laid out for her: "Girl, I'll give you a piece of brown paper, you can put the clay pot of cabbage on the ribs, clean and stable." ”

"Thank you!"

Yan Funing smiled and paid Qiwen.

There were so many pork ribs, and it must be very fragrant when fried in sesame oil, so she went back to the grain and oil store.

"Boss, a pound of sesame oil is also here."

"I knew that the girl knew the goods, and my sesame oil, in one word, was very fragrant."

The shopkeeper changed his attitude, took the empty clay pot with courtesy, measured the oil with an oil grape, and scooped it into the clay pot.

Yan Funing smiled: "The boss is so funny. ”

When the business was done, the shopkeeper smiled so that his wrinkles deepened, and the rest of the oil dripped slowly, and he seemed to be very patient.

When the oil was almost dripping, he closed the lid tightly.

Yan Fu Ning counted fifty cents to him, put the oil jar and the soy sauce jar side by side, put a cabbage on each side, and there were several layers of pork ribs underneath, which was also stable.