Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 57 Buying fabrics for the family
After a bumpy journey, An Zhinan finally arrived in the town when his stomach was overwhelmed.

With An Zhiyan's support, An Zhinan got off the carriage.

"Sister, are you alright?" An Zhiyan was worried when he saw that his sister was not in the right state.

An Zhinan shook his head, took a few deep breaths before speaking when he felt much more comfortable: "I'm fine, but the bumps on the road are a bit uncomfortable, just get used to it."

In the previous life, An Zhinan drove by himself, but he did not feel motion sickness. When the number of taxis was limited, the masters who took taxis were also professional old drivers, and the roads in the city were not bumpy. Only here, let An Zhinan experience it A motion sickness.

An Zhiyan was still a little worried, pointed to the pavilion not far away and said, "Why don't we go over there and sit for a while, and leave when you feel better."

An Zhinan waved his hand directly: "No need, second brother, I'm really fine, let's go buy materials."

"Okay, then I'll buy you some snacks later, and you won't feel bad after eating them."

"Well, the second brother is the best."

"That's not."

A few minutes later, the brother and sister stood in front of the fabric store, looking at the crowd inside, and looked at each other.

An Zhiyan had a weird expression on his face: "Sister, are you still going in?"

An Zhinan also hesitated, he didn't expect to be so late today.

Finally decided to squeeze in.

After entering, I realized that some materials in the store were sold at a lower price today, and the brother and sister suddenly realized.

It turns out that warehouse clearance was also popular in ancient times!
Listening to the discussions of the people around, An Zhinan also heard the prices of most of the materials in the store clearly.

The cheapest one is 440 Wen for a piece of hemp cloth, 880 Wen for a piece of coarse cotton cloth, and [-] Wen for a piece of commonly used raw silk. Generally, rich people will buy fine cotton silk to make clothes. One thousand [-] Wen, nearly two taels of silver.

An Zhinan's small treasury, except for golden melon seeds, is a few taels of silver to lead the way for the master and sell loquat cream. Naturally, he can't afford high-end products, but since they are sold to grandparents, he must not buy the cheapest ones. It is uncomfortable to irritate the skin.

Counting the small treasury on his body, there are three taels of silver in total. As for the golden melon seeds, they must not be used, at least not casually. Gu Beiqing said at the beginning that this kind of thing will cause disaster if ordinary people take it out, so let the golden melon seeds continue to be used. Stay in space.

At that time, a piece of cloth was 30 feet ([-] meters), and a piece of clothing was three meters long in the farmhouse, so one piece of cloth could make ten bodies.

There are seven people in the An family, and each of them can make a living.

An Zhinan walked up to the shopkeeper, and waited for her to finish talking with the people next to her before speaking: "Shopkeeper, are all the raw silks the same price?"

There are many colors, An Zhinan doesn't know if the cloth village is uniform, so he can only ask first.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man who always squints his eyes when he speaks, and looks very shrewd.

Hearing An Zhinan's question, he turned around and didn't see anyone, so he looked down subconsciously, and finally saw a little girl, her delicate and cute appearance is always endearing.

"Little girl, raw silk is the same price, what about your adults?"

An Zhinan blinked, his face full of innocence: "My brother is behind, shopkeeper, bring me fifty feet of dark blue raw silk, another thirty feet of stone blue raw silk, and twenty feet of maroon."

It is one piece at a time, and it is rare for the shopkeeper to buy raw silk for one piece.

After being surprised, he looked behind the little girl, and after looking around, he didn't see anyone who looked like an adult in her family, so he didn't think much about turning his head to pull the raw silk.

An Zhinan followed the shopkeeper and watched, fearing that the shopkeeper might give him the wrong color.

"Okay, take a look," said while taking the ruler again in front of the little girl.

An Zhinan didn't know how to read the ruler, so he pretended that he knew it well, and nodded seriously: "That's right, how much is it?"

"The price of raw silk is the same, 440 Wen, what about your lord?"

At this time An Zhiyan came over, looked at his sister and at the materials in the shopkeeper's hand and asked, "Have you chosen?"

An Zhinan nodded: "I chose three colors, what do you think, second brother?"

"It looks good, but why do you have to buy so many?"

An Zhinan didn't answer his brother's words, but carefully took out a tael of silver from his pocket and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was so shocked that he didn't speak for a long time. Looking at the two children in front of him, he wondered if he was dreaming. When will such a young child be able to take out a tael of silver, and buy one as soon as he buys it.

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't move, An Zhinan thought he was still struggling with the adults, so he pointed to his brother beside him and said, "Shopkeeper, this is my brother, look at you"

"Oh~ okay, I'm looking for money now," said the shopkeeper, looking around, lowering his head and whispering: "little girl, uncle still has to tell you, don't take so much money out in the future, it's not safe."

An Zhinan smiled sweetly: "Yeah, thank you shopkeeper, my brother came with me."

The shopkeeper glanced at An Zhiyan, who was also a child, with a strange look in his eyes. He didn't say anything more, wrapped it in raw silk, handed it to An Zhiyan, smiled and said, "Let's go."

A piece of material was hugged tightly by An Zhiyan, and it looked so strange that the people who walked face to face thought it was dazzled, only seeing the material dangling in front of their eyes.

An Zhinan couldn't help but said, "Brother, why don't you give me some hugs."

"No, no, I can do it."

Then the two went to buy some An Zhinan's favorite snacks, and the two returned to the village in a bullock cart.

At this time, every family had already gone home for lunch. An Zhiyan looked at the sky and thought that it was not good.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to home, An Zhiyan's legs became more and more sore, and his butt also felt a little sore.

"Sister, how about, why don't I send you to the door, I think Xu Qiang should have something to do with me."

How could An Zhinan not know his brother's careful thoughts, and said directly: "Brother, if you run away, I'll go back with the materials alone, are you sure that grandma won't beat you up more severely?"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the second brother's expression change, looking miserable.

"You are right, then I'd better go home."

An Zhinan covered his mouth and snickered, ignoring that his second brother, whose legs were shaking, walked in the front and went home.

"An Zhiyan, this bastard, knows how to play like crazy all day long, and even took Nan Nan away with me. If there is anything wrong with Nan Nan, I will see my mother break his leg."

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Mrs. An's roar, and the material An Zhiyan was holding in his arms fell to the ground with a trembling hand.

An Zhinan gave his second brother a reassuring look, strode into the main room, and shouted to his family, "Grandma, parents, brother, I'm back."

Mrs. An was the first to rush to An Zhinan, looked up and down carefully, patted her chest lightly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm back at last, Nannan, tell grandma, where have you been? You in the village Grandpa, your father has searched all over but can't find you."

　In terms of color, I can use the current color to describe it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)