Chapter 13 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 are good-looking too."
The little girl turned back and said, "Dad, my sister said I'm pretty too."
The young man said "hmm", took out a handful 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 consultation fee first. 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 is useless.”
As he spoke, he handed the money forward.
Yan Funing waved her hands and declined: "Your daughter's arm is just dislocated. It's just a minor problem. You don't need to pay me."
She just did 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 shocked and said: "A pennies is one tael of silver. It's just a dislocation. The doctor in the medical clinic really dares to ask for 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 doctor's price is arbitrary, and I won't 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."
"Can you make exquisite silver needles?"
When it comes to his craftsmanship, the man is very enthusiastic: "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 with the condom."
To make a whole set of silver needles, at least a few taels of silver are needed as then she would also like to make other utensils, which would require more silver.
The man said happily: "Okay!"
If he does a good job carefully, he should repay him.
Thinking this way, he collected the dime.
He pointed in the direction of Dongshou Street: "Just walk a 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 hold Yan Funing's hand: "My name is Tong Ya."
Yan Funing squeezed Tong Ya's little hand and said with a smile, "I've made a note of it." She raised her eyes and said to Tong Cheng, "I probably won't go there for a while."
Tong Cheng nodded: "We are waiting for you at any time."
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 shopkeeper 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 I made some money today, most of it was from pheasants that 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 that okay?"
The shop owner shook his head: "My shop has been selling fixed prices for decades, and everyone in the neighborhood knows about it."
It just means that you can't bargain.
"Then let's get a pound of soy sauce."
Yan Funing took out eighteen coins and handed over the pottery pot.
I still have some rice and noodles at home, and 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 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 closed the lid tightly and put the pot back into the basket.
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 of the eggs my mother-in-law said, I asked the price for five cents each, so I only bought two.
Rapeseed oil failed to be purchased, so Yan Funing planned to buy a piece of fat meat. It would be good to go back and boil lard, so she walked to the meat stall.
When asked about the price, she was surprised.
Fatty meat costs seventy cents per catty, and lean meat costs fifty cents per catty.
Fatty meat is actually more expensive than lean meat! The stall owner was covered in meat, and when he chopped the meat and bones, his whole body trembled.
"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 and oily. It is best cooked in oil." goods."
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.
Besides, it’s still the first month of the year, so pork is even more expensive.
Yan Funing thought for a while, one pound of fat meat could not make 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 called out to her: "Girl, pig guts, ribs and big bone sticks are all cheap, do you want them?"
Yan Funing retracted the toes she was about to raise: "How do you sell the ribs?"
The stall owner slapped a fan of pork ribs: "The price of cabbage, a whole set of pork bones, is the price of a pound of meat. If you want it, take them all away."
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 your basket is not big, so I will cut the ribs in half and put them in the basket."
Spare ribs are something 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? It's seven cents. I'll take this fan of ribs with me."
"to make!"
The stall owner used a knife to cut the ribs in half.
Yan Funing took out the clay pot and cabbage so that the stall owner could put the ribs in them for her.
The stall owner carefully laid it out for her: "Girl, I'll give you a piece of brown paper. You can put the clay pot of cabbage on the ribs. It will be clean and secure."
"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, please give me a pound of rapeseed oil."
"I know girls know their stuff. 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's smile made his wrinkles deepen. The remaining oil dripped slowly, and he seemed to be very patient.
When the oil was almost dripping, he closed the lid tightly himself.
Yan Fu Ning gave him fifty cents 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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