After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

Renyi County is a medium-sized county in Nanzhou Prefecture.

Although the county town is not large in size, because it is right in the middle of Nanzhou Prefecture, there were still quite a lot of traveling merchants in the past.

The business is not very prosperous, but basically everything is available. There is no shortage of medical clinics, schools, grain stores, cloth stores, and there are also many restaurants and North and South stores.

But now...Due to a flood, Renyi County has not been able to recover for a while. It is now more depressed than before.

On the street, businesses such as medical centers and food stores are okay, but businesses such as restaurants and groceries, which sell non-necessities, are much worse than in previous years.

Chen Dongyue, who originally wanted to see if she could do some small business, looked darker and darker the more she walked around.

What's going on?

The late emperor had not started his business yet, so he was directly persuaded to quit?

The restaurateurs passing by were all picking their feet at the door. What kind of shit was she doing?

"We...should we still buy food?" Looking at Chen Dongyue's face that said she would not approach strangers, Song Yang did not dare to speak loudly, but only dared to ask timidly in a low voice.

Chen Dongyue, who was frowning and thinking about her failed business plan, raised her head and replied forcefully, "Buy it, otherwise what are you doing here?"

"...Then why are you going any further? Isn't the largest grain store in the county right here?" Song Yang stood still and muttered.

But seeing that Chen Dongyue didn't enter the grain store, he just stood at the door of the grain store, not daring to step in.

He only had five or six copper coins on him, and he probably couldn't afford even half a bucket of food.

Whether I can get through this winter safely, hey... I have to rely on this woman...

Although he, Song Ke, doesn't like Chen Dongyue at the moment, he is a good man and has to give in when it's time to give in for five buckets of rice.

After being reminded by Song Ke, Chen Dongyue looked up and saw a plaque reading 'He's Grain Shop' hanging at the door of the grain shop.

She also vaguely remembered that He's Grain Store was probably the largest grain merchant here.

So she raised her legs and entered the grain store. Before she had finished walking around half a circle, a boy came to greet her and said, "Hello~ We have a complete range of rice, flour, grains and oils here. If you need anything, I will bring it to you." Want to take a look?"

The boy saw that although Chen Dongyue was only wearing a cotton shirt and a plain long skirt, the clothes looked like they were 70 to 80% new.

The key point is that this woman is strong and strong. Although the clothes of the boy beside her are a little shabby, he is still clean and tidy. Although he is thin, his face is not bad.

He guessed that these two people were either the daughter-in-law of a small landowner in the countryside who came to buy with her servants, or the mother of the head of a wealthy family in the city came with her servant.

In short, although these two people are not extremely wealthy, they are not short of money.

Therefore, the attitude towards hospitality must be better.

Hearing the boy's inquiry, Chen Dongyue pointed to the rice noodles placed in the center of the shop and asked: "What are the prices of thick rice and thick noodles, polished rice and fine noodles now?"

In fact, the so-called thick rice and thick noodles now are similar to the brown rice and whole wheat flour before Chen Dongyue traveled through time.

Polished rice and noodles can be compared to white rice and noodles.

As soon as the waiter heard Chen Dongyue's question, he knew that she must need a lot of food, and the smile on his face widened, "To tell the guest, this thick rice and thick noodles are twenty-five dou, and polished rice is thirty One dou, if you want more fine noodles, I can give you thirty-five dou."

"What?!" Song Yang, who was standing behind Chen Dongyue, shouted in shock: "This grain has become too expensive. The coarse rice is only fifteen tons per pound!!"

At this time, Chen Dongyue's sporadic memories were also activated, and she echoed: "That's right, your price increase can't be so outrageous. How can there be such an increase of 30 to 40%!"

Xiao Er didn't want to say much at first, but looking at Chen Dongyue's appearance, she was indeed a food waster, so he patiently explained:

"You two don't know that our Nanzhou Prefecture has almost no harvest this summer. Although the prefect has exempted us from a lot of grain taxes, the imperial court has been short of grain and grass because of the war with foreign barbarians, so it has not exempted our government. Got tax and grain.

Don't look at the high price of food now. It's all because the government has opened Changpingcang and the price of food has been leveled!

I heard that there was a severe drought in Zhongzhou Prefecture this year and the grain harvest was poor. However, their government did not open a warehouse to stabilize grain prices. Now the coarse rice is sold for forty-one buckets!

And it’s not the time of drought yet, so there’s still plenty of food that can be bought and sold. If it really comes to a time of recession, the price of food will probably be difficult to suppress even if the Changping warehouse is opened.

What's more, I heard that the Changping warehouses in our Nanzhou Prefecture are almost exhausted now, and the prefects are eager to find grain merchants and landlords to build charity warehouses...

So I would like to advise you guys to buy more of this food before it reaches sky-high prices. The situation this year is so bad. I don’t know how much winter wheat will be harvested next spring! "

purchase! !

Buy, buy, buy! !

Chen Dongyue, who has experienced three years of special circumstances, has already developed the habit of stocking up.

Even if there will be no shortage of food and medicine after the special situation ends, she will still stock up on enough food in the refrigerator for more than three months to feel at ease.

What's more, now, if the food is said to be in short supply, it will really be in short supply!

So why should Chen Dongyue not buy it? !

So she said to Song Yang: "Since the little brother said so, let's just stock up on some food, right?"

Song Yang, who was standing next to Chen Dongyue and supporting the counter with one hand, nodded without speaking.

Since the money is not with him, Chen Dongyue can only decide how much food to store.

He only hoped that Chen Dongyue could maintain her recent conscience level and at least allow their family to survive this winter.

Just listen to Chen Dongyue continue: "Brother, please remember, we need five stones for the coarse rice, three stones for the coarse noodles, two stones for the polished rice, and one stone for the fine noodles. By the way, sugar, salt, vinegar, sauce, each comes Three kilograms. The rest...Does Song Yang want something else?"

If it weren't for the counter supporting him, Song Yang would have been unable to stand still. He asked tremblingly: "Is this a little too much?"

He calls this Qianqian stocking up on food? !

Song Yang has never read a book, and is not proficient in arithmetic, but just listening to this five-stone, that three-stone, I am afraid it will cost a lot of money in total!

Although Chen Dongyue said she still had twenty taels on hand, she couldn't afford to spend it like this!

Among farmers, which one buys food like this? !

But Chen Dongyue waved her hand at him, "I think this food is too little. Since you can't think of what else you want, let's get married..."

"Just... make it cheaper!!" Song Yang quickly interrupted Chen Dongyue, holding the waiter's hand holding the pen, and bravely bargained, "We bought so much food, it must be cheaper at least."

"This little brother~~" the waiter showed a bit of a flattering smile, "To be honest, the purchase price of food is high nowadays, and we lose a pound of food when we sell it..."

"Forget it!" Chen Dongyue immediately turned around and said to Song Yang: "We can't let people do business at a loss, can we? Let's go, let's find a shop that doesn't lose money and sell money instead!"

After saying that, she took Song Yang and walked out of the store.

The waiter still wanted to slowly try to persuade him to stay, but in the blink of an eye, the two of them were almost running to the street! !

Be sick! ?

It's just a bargain, do you really need to run for your life? !

The anxious waiter quickly threw away the pen and paper and hurriedly chased ahead.

But what he never expected was... the woman chased her more and more, and the waiter who finally got a big customer was so anxious that he yelled from behind: "It's cheap, I'll give it to you! I'll give you five buckets of food." ! Come back quickly!!!”

Chen Dongyue, who was dragging Song Yang but could no longer run, turned around and shouted to the waiter from a distance: "Give me five buckets of grain, plus a pound of perilla oil!"

"Okay~ Come back~~Ho~~~" The waiter gasped and waved to Chen Dongyue.

Satisfied, Chen Dongyue let go of Song Yang, who was panting harder than her, and asked him to quickly help the waiter. After all, the waiter...had already vomited! !

After a lot of physical competition, Chen Dongyue successfully exchanged three ounces of money for enough food for their family for half a year.

In fact, Chen Dongyue originally wanted to buy more if she hadn't thought that Song Dezhu might not be able to pull it.

But now she knows the way, and she plans to come back for shopping in a few days. Next time, she won't take Song Yang with her.

Because this person was so annoying, he kept talking all the way.

Especially after she bought another eighty pounds of new cotton, Song Yang couldn't stop nagging.

"It's not that we can't cover our quilts, so why do we have to make new ones? Although the money belongs to you, you still have to save some flowers. My mother said that it's getting cold early this year, and it won't be until spring next year. I wonder what the winter wheat harvest will be... Hey! Are you listening?!"

"If you don't want to listen, you bastard is chanting sutras... Let's go and buy some paper, ink, pens and inkstones before the delivery arrives."

After Chen Dongyue finished speaking, she covered her ears and ducked into a small shop on the roadside.

Help, can anyone sew Song Yang's mouth? !