Chapter 13: Calculating Carefully
The little girl was about to kneel down on the spot, but Yan Funing held her arm.
“Don’t kneel!”
The little girl blinked: “My benefactor sister is so beautiful!”
Yan Funing smiled and touched the little girl’s face: “You Also good-looking.”
The little girl turned back: "Dad, my sister said I'm good-looking too."
The young man said "hmm", took out a handful of money from his arms, and handed it to Yan Funing.
"What are you doing?" Yan Funing took a step back.
“Yesterday, the doctor at the medical center said that to treat Xiaoya’s arm, he needed to pay a consultation fee. I didn’t have that much money with me at the time, so I had to ask them for help first, but they refused. Fortunately, the girl came to help, otherwise Xiaoya's arm would have been useless."
As he said this, he handed the money forward.
Yan Funing waved her hand and declined: "Your daughter's arm is just dislocated, it's just a minor problem. You don't need to pay me."
She is just doing it casually.
Although she is short of money now, she does not need to charge money to help treat the dislocation.
The young man was surprised: "A pennies is one tael of silver. It's just a dislocation. The doctor in the hospital really dared to ask a price. I run a blacksmith shop, and it takes me a long time to save a pennies."
Yan Funing said: "It's not easy to make money, so put it away quickly."
But she didn't want the young man to repay her.
"Girl, you'd better accept it. The medical clinic is charging a random price, and I'm reluctant to give it. But the girl is kind-hearted and it's true that she cured 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 blacksmithing."
"Forging exquisite silver needles, you can Will?”
When it came to his craftsmanship, the man was full of energy: "I'm not boasting, I can do it with an embroidery needle."
Yan Funing nodded: "Put this money away, and when the time is right, I'll ask you to help me make the equipment." ”
To make a whole set of silver needles, at least a few taels of silver are needed as materials. By then she would also like to make other utensils, which would require more silver.
The man said happily: "Okay!"
He will do it carefully and take it as a reward.
Thinking this way, he collected the dime.
He pointed in the direction of Dongshou Street: "Just walk one mile there and you will find my blacksmith shop. My name is Tong Cheng. When you mention my name over there, everyone will know it."
At this time, the little girl came to take Yan Funing's hand: "My name is Tong Ya."
Yan Funing squeezed Tong Ya's little hand, smiled and said, "I've written it down." She raised her eyes to Tong Ya. Chengdao said, "It will probably take some time for me to go."
Tong Cheng nodded: "We are always waiting for you."
Not long after, Tong Cheng left with Tong Ya, while Yan Funing entered the grain and oil store.
"Boss, what are the prices of rapeseed oil and soy sauce?"
The shop owner said lazily: "Rapeseed oil costs fifty cents per catty, and soy sauce costs eighteen cents per catty."
Yan Funing originally prepared two empty clay pots to buy rapeseed oil and soy sauce today.
I didn’t expect them to be quite expensive, especially rapeseed oil.
Although he made some money today, most of it was from pheasants someone caught, so he still had to keep the money he earned.
And she has to save part of what she earns.
After thinking about it, she took out a clay pot and said: "Soy sauce is fifteen cents a pound, is it okay?"
The shop owner shook his head: "In my shop, the price is fixed. It has been known to the neighbors for decades. ”
It means that you can’t bargain.
"Then let's get a pound of soy sauce."
Yan Funing took out eighteen cents and handed over the clay pot.
I still have some rice and noodles at home. This is the only grain and oil store in town. The price is fixed, so I won’t buy it today.
When I get back to the village, I will ask who can sell more of their own grain. It would be great if there was a field at home.
The shopkeeper scooped a pound of soy sauce into a clay pot, took the copper plate and counted it. If the quantity was correct, he allowed Yan Funing to take the clay pot away.
Yan Funing covered it tightly with the lid and put the pottery pot back into the backpack.
After leaving the grain and oil store, I bought two Chinese cabbages from a vendor along the street. Chinese cabbage was cheap and cost only seven cents. Thinking of the eggs my mother-in-law said, I asked the price for five cents each, so I only bought two.
After failing to buy rapeseed oil, Yan Funing planned to buy a piece of fat meat. It would be good to boil lard back home, so she walked to the meat stall.
When I asked about the price, she was surprised.
Fatty meat costs seventy cents per catty, and lean meat costs fifty cents per catty.
Fat meat is more expensive than lean meat!
The stall owner is covered in meat, and when he chops the meat and bones, he trembles all over.
“The girl is someone who doesn’t buy much food at first glance. Of course, fat meat is more expensive than lean meat.” The stall owner threw out a piece of fat meat and said, “Look, this fat meat is shiny. , is a good product for cooking oil.”
Meat is too expensive, no wonder it is written in the book that people only eat it a few times throughout the year during the New Year.
Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, pork is even more expensive.
Yan Funing thought for a while, one pound of fat meat could not produce one pound of lard, so she might as well go back to the grain and oil store and buy one pound of rapeseed oil.
Seeing that she was about to leave, the stall owner stopped her: "Girl, pig guts, ribs and big bone sticks are all cheap, do you want them?"
Yan Funing took back the hand she was about to lift. Tiptoe: "How do you sell the ribs?"
The stall owner slapped out a rack of ribs: "The price of cabbage, a whole set of pig bones, is the price of a pound of meat. If you want it, take them all away."< br>
Yan Funing finally understood that the food of ancient people contained less oil and water, so fat meat was the most expensive.
Lean meat does not have much oil and water. Although it tastes good, it is not as expensive as fatty meat.
And bones are the least valuable.
The modern delicious and expensive ribs are actually very cheap here.
“There are too many pig bones in the whole set.” Yan Funing pointed to a fan of ribs thrown in front of him, “How much does this cost? If it’s cheap, I’ll take it.”
The stall owner saw two Chinese cabbages in the basket she put on the ground, and asked, "How much do these two Chinese cabbages cost?"
"Seven cents." Yan Funing said honestly.
"This fan of ribs is worth ten cents." The stall owner was afraid that she wouldn't want it, so he hurriedly said, "I see that your backpack is not big, so I split the ribs in half and put them in the basket."
< br>Pork ribs are half eaten by people and half eaten by dogs. No one cares about it. It's rare that this girl is ignorant.
“Didn’t you just say the price of cabbage? Seven cents, I’ll take this fan of ribs away.”
"It's done!"
The stall owner took a knife and stabbed the ribs in half.
Yan Funing took out the clay pot and cabbage so that the stall owner could put the ribs into them.
The stall owner carefully laid the ground for her: "Girl, I will put a piece of kraft paper for you. You can put the clay pot of cabbage on the ribs, clean and stable."
"Thank you!"
Yan Funing smiled and paid the seven cents.
There were so many ribs, they would definitely taste delicious when fried in rapeseed oil, so she returned to the grain and oil store.
“Boss, I’ll give you a pound of rapeseed oil.”
“I know girls know the goods. My rapeseed oil is, in a word, very fragrant.”
The shopkeeper changed his previous attitude, took the empty clay pot attentively, measured the oil with an oil pick, and scooped it into the clay pot.
Yan Funing smiled: "The boss is so funny."
The business was done, and the shopkeeper smiled so much that his wrinkles deepened. The remaining oil dripped slowly, and he seemed to be very patient.
When the oil was almost gone, he closed the lid tightly himself.
Yan Fu Ning counted fifty coins to him and placed the oil can and the soy sauce can side by side. A Chinese cabbage was placed on each side. There were several layers of ribs underneath, which were quite stable.
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