THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

78: Chapter 78: Waiting for Her_1 78: Chapter 78: Waiting for Her_1 "It's free," Qingheng's smile deepened. "You saved my life before, so if I really can teach you, it means I'm not useless. So, actually, you're helping me..." "If you put it that way, then I won't be polite," Ruxin touched her nose. "I'll come to see you when I have time then." "It's a deal." Qingheng felt the gloom of the past few days suddenly vanish, his mood becoming exceptionally bright. Watching Qingheng's heartfelt smile, Gu Yao frowned at Ruxin but could only sigh to himself.

As long as the young master was happy, that was all that mattered. "What are you doing in town?" Ruxin changed the subject. "We..." "Came to visit a friend," Qingheng cut off Gu Yao's words. "We were just about to head back." "Alright, then I won't keep you," Ruxin said as she waved her hand and hurried off. If she stuck with those two, she wouldn't be able to spend any money. "That Yang Dani is really impolite," Gu Yao muttered under his breath. Qingheng's lips curved slightly: "Let's go." Upon hearing this, Gu Yao nodded eagerly.

He was worried the young master would say they should wait for that girl and quickly pushed him towards the outside. However, just as they reached the edge of town, Qingheng suddenly called to Gu Yao: "Let's sit down in the noodle shop over there." "Big brother, are you hungry?" Gu Yao quickly pushed him into the noodle shop. "You wait here, I'll order some noodles..." "No rush." Qingheng shook his head. "You sit first. When Xinxin comes by later, invite her to eat with us."* "Big brother, this..." Upon hearing this, Gu Yao's face fell.

"Why are you so nice to her?" Calling her 'Xinxin' as if they were that close; was it necessary to be so affectionate? However, Qingheng only smiled without saying a word, because he knew Gu Yao wouldn't understand. It was a feeling one person had for another, inexplicably, he just felt like drawing closer to that girl. Meanwhile, Ruxin was utterly unaware that someone was waiting for her and was quickly browsing the market to get a basic understanding of the goods and prices of this era.

For example, flour was divided into three grades: the top-quality fine white flour was about twenty wen per pound, the second-grade white flour from the following milling was fourteen or fifteen wen per pound, and the coarse dark flour from the last grinding was only eight to ten wen per pound, with price fluctuations within a margin of one or two wen depending on the amount purchased. There was also rice. Because this region was to the north, rice was seldom grown, and wheat was the staple. Most rice was transported from the south, making it more expensive.

It also came in three grades: polished rice was about thirty wen per pound, regular rice was around twenty wen per pound, and broken brown rice was about ten wen per pound. As for meat, pork was the main type, with fatty cuts like belly pork costing about twenty-five or twenty-six wen per pound, and the fatter it was, the more expensive. Lean meat, on the contrary, was cheaper. There wasn't much pork on the market, and, of course, there was a small amount of mutton but no beef for sale, which made sense.

In this era, cows were precious livestock, and every household that owned a cow had to register it with the Governor's Office. If someone slaughtered a draft cow without permission, they would be sentenced to punishment. Chicken eggs were one wen each, while some were sold at two wen for three. Other live poultry like chickens and ducks were around twenty wen per pound. There was no pre-slaughtered poultry for sale; in this era, nearly every household butchered their own chickens.