Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 26 Big purchase in town

The bullock cart slowly left Beiguan Village and headed for the town.

Mrs. Song was very excited all the way. She had not been out for many years.

Song Dashan's mood was similar to that of Song Wang. Although he hadn't been here for a long time, he had always been looking for work in the town. He had never been sitting on the bullock cart as leisurely as he was now.

"Mom, what should we buy later?"

Song Chen was not as clear about what a home needed as Song Wang was.

Song Wang thought for a while, "The most important thing now is to buy an iron pot and buy some grain, oil and salt."

Without these things, it will be a problem for them to eat. Other things can be slow down first. Although they still have some money on hand, they still have to save some money.

"Do you want to buy some farm tools?" Song Chen in modern times has never done farm work. Song Chen in this era didn't know this because he was stupid before.

When mentioning this, Song Dashan looked a little gloomy. There was no farmland at home, and it was useless to ask for farm tools.

"There's no need to buy farm tools now. We won't use them now. They're not cheap, so we don't have to waste money to buy them back and keep them."

"Don't you need it?" Song Chen was stunned, and then he remembered that he hadn't told everyone about buying the land.

Seeing the dark blue eyes in everyone's eyes, Song Chen thought for a while and decided not to talk about it for the time being, so as to save them from insomnia again tonight, but they still had to buy back the farm tools first.

"It's better to buy it first. Isn't there still a lot of open space around that broken house? We can reclaim it first."

"You can plant some vegetables. Autumn is coming soon, so you can plant some radishes." Song He thought this was a good idea. At least there would be vegetables to eat in the winter.

What's more, whatever they do now, they do it for themselves.

Song Dashan slapped his head, "How could I forget this?"

His reaction made the whole family laugh. Looking at their smiling faces, Song Chen felt for the first time that such a life seemed not bad.

When they arrived at the town, Song Dashan jumped off the bullock cart and led the bull into the town.

First they went to the rice shop. Mrs. Song Wang looked outside for a long time, and finally pointed at a bag of black and yellow stuff, "Little guy, how do you sell this?"

The waiter from the rice shop walked up and said, "This is mixed noodles, five cents a pound."

"Then you help me weigh twenty pounds." Mrs. Song felt that five cents per pound was already very expensive.

"Brother, wait a minute, here are fifty pounds of white flour and ten pounds of rice." Song Chen called the waiter at the rice shop to add a few more items.

The waiter at the rice shop looked Song Chen up and down, "White noodles cost ten cents per catty, and rice costs twelve cents per catty."

The price is more than twice as expensive as mixed noodles. Mrs. Song Wang quietly pulled Song Chen's arm, "Xiaochen, it's better not to leave the white noodles. Let's buy some rice for you to eat."

"Mom, mixed noodles are hard to digest and won't be good if you eat them often. From now on, we have to keep a good body and live a good life. There is no need to waste money on this." Song Chen knew that she was reluctant to part with it, but their current conditions were not that good. I can't even eat well.

"720 Wen, please weigh it and put it on the bullock cart." Seeing that Song Wang didn't say anything, Song Chen quickly gave the money.

Mrs. Song's body ached when she saw that most of her money was gone.

Song Chen wanted to laugh a little, "Mom, think about it, you can only buy two of the white flour steamed buns we ate before for one penny. How many white flour steamed buns can we make with fifty pounds of white flour? No matter how you think about it, you are making money."

The other three members of the Song family were unable to refute her explanation.

After buying the food, Song Dashan found a reliable blacksmith shop and said, "Master, bring me an iron pot."

The master blacksmith put down his work and asked, "Do you have a household registration?"

Song Dashan was puzzled, "Why do I need household registration to buy an iron pot?"

"The imperial court issued an order not long ago that iron pots cannot be bought and sold at will. Not only the iron pots, but also the farm tools are the same. You must get your household registration." The master of the blacksmith shop explained helplessly.

Song Dashan muttered, and Mrs. Song Wang took out the household registration from her body and showed it to the master blacksmith. Then the master blacksmith took out a large iron pot.

"A good iron pot, three hundred coins each."

"Three hundred coins!!!" The price made Song Dashan gasp, "Why, why is this so expensive?"

"I can't even earn enough for three hundred coins." The master blacksmith also sighed. Now the court has very strict control, and the iron released is very little and the price is high.

Song Chen glanced at the blacksmith shop and saw that there were not many things that had been cast. This was not a normal phenomenon.

In this era, the technology of iron smelting is already very good, but the output of metal is not very high. Everything is controlled by the imperial court. According to the blacksmith master, this was not the case in the past. Then the imperial court suddenly tightened the supply and started a Purchase restrictions. . . . . .

iron?pig iron?steel?

Song Chen suddenly had a guess in his mind.

The amount of iron released has decreased. Could it be that most of it was smelted into fine steel and then cast into weapons? ! !
If you think about it further, casting weapons in large quantities must be a strategic reserve.

"Dad, let's buy the farm tools together." Song Chen felt that if he didn't buy it now, it might be more difficult in the future.Song Dashan nodded, "Master, here's a hoe, a pickaxe, and a hatchet."

He didn't think as much as Song Chen thought, but since he wanted to open up a vacant land, he had to buy everything he needed. The knives he used to chop wood in the mountains were all borrowed from the villagers, so he took this opportunity to buy one himself. go back.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll help you start the attack." The blacksmith master found out all the things they wanted, "I see you have newly opened your household registration, and these things are needed. Buy them early, and the future will be better." I don’t know what the price is yet.”

Seeing that they bought a lot at once, the blacksmith said a few more words to them.

Song Wang's physical pain was instantly cured by his words. Maybe the flowers she will buy in the future will really cost a lot of money.

Kaifeng needed some time, so Song Chen told Mrs. Song and went to look around.

She also came to the town several times, but Mrs. Song only told her to be careful and did not follow her.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Song Chen went directly to a grocery store. She had seen this store before and wondered if there was anything she needed.

The business in the store was not very good and seemed a little deserted. Song Chen's arrival made the sleepy shopkeeper instantly energetic.

"Little girl, what do you want?" The shopkeeper looked at Song Chen happily. Although she was wearing patchwork clothes, she was happy to the shopkeeper.

There are less than two people to watch all day long, and he is happy to see everyone.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any seeds here?" Song Chen looked around on the shelves and didn't see what he wanted.

"Why does the girl want seeds?" The shopkeeper thought she was young and didn't understand, "You can't sow seeds at this time."

"Really? If the shopkeeper is not here, I won't disturb your business." After saying this, Song Chen turned around and walked out.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came out from behind the counter and said, "Girl, stay here."

It's not easy to have a guest, how can you let him go like this?

"What kind of seeds does the girl want? I still have some in the warehouse."

"Then I'll help the shopkeeper." Song Chen stopped.

The shopkeeper hurried to the warehouse and took out some seeds. Song Chen was still standing in the same position as before, with an indifferent expression.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but be a little surprised. Looking at her dress, she was definitely a child from a poor family, but this kind of demeanor could not be cultivated by a poor family.

Several small bags were placed in a row on the counter. "Girl, come and take a look. The price is negotiable if necessary."

Song Chen took a look and saw that they were all messy seeds. She could hardly recognize what they were.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of seeds do you have?"

Song Chen's obvious lack of interest made the shopkeeper a little embarrassed, "I don't know what kind of seeds they are. I got them from a foreigner when I was out in the field. He might have been hungry at that time. I’ll give you all these bags worth one hundred pennies. If you want it, girl, I’ll give you all the hundred pennies too.”

Barbarians?

Song Chen couldn't help but take another look at the shopkeeper. In this country, barbarians generally refer to all foreigners.

She knew that in the history of modern China, many crops were imported from outside. Could this be the case with the seeds in front of her?

At this time, she really felt that her modern life was too ungrounded. She was familiar with medicinal seeds, but except for corn and rice, she hardly knew what other seeds looked like.

"I don't know what these seeds are. If I can't grow anything when I take them back, my parents will definitely scold me. Why don't you make them cheaper and I'll buy them all back?"

The shopkeeper: "..." After saying so much, it turned out that I wanted to bargain.

"Little girl, it's not that I don't want to lose money. You can't let me lose money, right?"

"Okay, I don't want it anymore." Song Chen couldn't help but decisively put down the seeds in his hand.

The shopkeeper sighed fiercely, "That's all, ninety cents, no more."

"Eighty coins." Song Chen cut off another ten coins, "There are eight bags here, each bag is ten coins. If you are willing, I will pay immediately."

After a short period of contact, Song Chen figured out this person more or less.

He could earn half of a hundred pennies, but she wasn't the kind of black-hearted person, so she paid ten pennies per bag, neatly.

She was resolute, and the shopkeeper was eager to finish the things in the store quickly, "Eighty cents, eighty cents, give me the money."

Song Chen readily took out eighty coins and gave it to him, then walked out with a few bags of seeds.

There was an deserted alley next to the store. Song Chen walked a few steps in, threw all the seeds into the space, and then changed his way to the blacksmith shop.

Her purpose of this trip has been achieved. The medicinal materials in the space are growing very well. Now she has harvested a bunch of gastrodia elata. She also wants to try growing other things in the space.

Once she has time to plant the seeds, she will soon know what they are.

(End of this chapter)