Zhu Tian: The Fiery Years Begin with Taking Qin Huairu as a Concubine

Chapter 23: Broken ~ Flowered Foreign Cloth.

Logically, it is impossible for Zhang Kaiwu not to know what his daughter meant, but he still smiled and tried to get close to them.

Qin Huairu's father thought for a moment and said tactfully: "Kaiwu, there are chaos everywhere now, be careful on the road."

"We don't have anything to buy at home. Sorry to bother you."

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Mother Qin looked at Zhang Kaiwu seriously.

He smiled and said, "Kaiwu, if it's not too much trouble for you, please bring me some floral fabric so I can make some clothes for Huairu."

"I heard that cotton-padded jackets made of floral fabric are very durable and beautiful, but they are not sold in the country market."

Qin Huairu said happily: "Floral jacket! Oh my god, you are so generous, aren't you?"

Qin Huairu's father quickly tugged at Qin's mother's clothes and whispered:

"How much does this foreign cloth cost? How much cotton does it cost? You can't wear clothes made of homespun cloth? You're a spendthrift woman!"

Mother Qin glared at his father and yelled, "You know nothing! Your daughter is already grown up and she doesn't even have decent clothes."

"When it gets cold in winter, I can't even go out. What should I do if someone comes to me squatting on the kang?"

"You only care about those little things. Do you think you can just stuff some grass in your clothes like you men do?!"

Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile: "Uncle Qin, Auntie, please stop quarreling and hurting the harmony!"

"I'll look for you carefully when we get to the city and try to get you some cheap foreign floral fabrics."

Mother Qin stared at his father and shouted, "You old man, why are you standing here without going to get the money?"

Qin Huairu's father was dithering, just about to go into the room to take out the family's belongings...

Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll buy it back when the time comes! I'll ask Huairu to watch the door for me and help take care of the small vegetable garden."

Qin Huairu said with a smile: "Brother Kaiwu, don't worry, I guarantee there will be no problem."

"When you choose the cloth for me, make sure you open it and check it carefully to make sure there are no mixed colors."

"Those floral fabrics need to be looked at carefully, too. Check the size of each piece."

"I heard that some shopkeepers bullied the rural people. I took them back and fought for them, but ended up not having enough cloth."

"When choosing cloth, try to choose a larger piece. It would be great if you can get two pieces of cloth that are two feet long."

"I can also piece together a more complete front and back......"

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Looking at Qin Huairu chattering non-stop, he felt a little headache.

Floral fabric?

That's it!

What they mean by floral fabric is: floral fabric.

What they wanted were the leftover fabrics cut off by tailors so they could piece together their own cotton-padded jackets.

How could he, such a respectable man, do such a thing! ?

Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile: "It's settled then, Uncle Qin, Auntie, I'm leaving first."

"Sister Huairu, please stop talking. Just rest assured."

.........

They sent it out quickly.

After he walked away, Qin's mother said with emotion: "I didn't expect Zhang Kaiwu to have changed so much. I haven't seen him for a few days, and he has become a handsome young man."

"You are quite tactful in what you say and do, but I don't know if you can make money!?"

Qin Huairu's father moved his mouth, wanting to say that being pretty is of no use.

Seeing that his wife seemed quite interested, he didn't dare say anything.

Qin Huairu said in surprise: "Mom, you also think Kaiwu is good-looking!"

Mother Qin muttered quietly, "He is a hundred times more handsome than your father. He is the most energetic and handsome young man in this village."

Qin Huairu muttered quietly: "I just think he is very energetic, different from the country people."

Qin Huairu's father looked at the mother and daughter standing outside, and whispered to each other about how good-looking Zhang Kaiwu was.

In a rage, he picked up the firewood stick and quietly went to the kitchen to light a fire...

It's not my fault that I'm ugly now...

I was also very good-looking when I was young. Zhang Kaiwu didn't work hard on the ground, so of course he was whiter and more beautiful than the young people in the village.

What's the point?

Of course he didn't dare to say anything in rebuttal, for fear that Qin Huairu's mother would make a scene.

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Zhang Kaiwu strode towards the main road outside the village. With his physical advantage, he walked very fast.

The wheat in the fields on both sides of the road was also standing sparsely, which was very different from the bright golden field later.

Qin Huairu said that even for today’s skilled farmers, the highest yield per mu on the best fields is no more than 300 kilograms!

The key reasons are that the wheat seeds are of poor variety and there is insufficient fertilizer in the soil.

Just as Qin Huairu said, many people were guarding the fields, waiting for the wheat to fill with grain.

There is no guard team in Qinjiatun Village now, so they are guarding more diligently.

Afraid that others will pull up the wheat.

quack quack!
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After walking along a small dirt road through the village for five or six miles, we got on the big dirt road leading to the city of Peking.

This is a loess official road, and I don’t know which dynasty it was built in.

It has been crushed by large vehicles for thousands of years, and is still relatively flat when it is not raining.

There are no trees or houses allowed within 500 meters of the surrounding area to prevent people from robbing in the bushes.

He stood on the side of the road, eating scallion pancakes and eggs, waiting for a ride, and drinking some hot water.

The villagers walked together to the city of Peking, a distance of thirty miles.

If they were going to Peking City, they would set out together at the second watch and would be walking for several hours.

Zhang Kaiwu didn't have that idea, he had just made a fortune.

It only costs a little money and it's safer.

If you walk alone on the street at this time of the day or night, be careful of being attacked by someone who is tempted by your money!

In particular, you cannot show your wealth to the public, otherwise you will be shot.

Everyone says that something will happen sooner or later.

What it means is that it is unsafe in the morning and evening, and you need to go out at noon.

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Finally, they saw a horse-drawn cart and Zhang Kaiwu waved and asked it to stop.

After discussing with the driver, he gave him ten copper coins for the fare and sat down on the side of the carriage.

No one knows how much ten copper coins are worth.

After the collapse of the legal currency, the gold yuan also collapsed...

Now the dollars and copper coins are being used again, but they are not interchangeable.

The ocean is the ocean...

A big copper is a big copper...

Everyone discusses things based on conventions and bargaining, which is very troublesome.

Some bosses charge big copper coins, while some bosses just don’t want big copper coins…

People doing business in the countryside sometimes use small copper coins that are round on the outside and square on the inside.

That's worth less...

No one knows how much it is worth, you can sell it if you want.

If you don't want to accept it, try to exchange it with others.

For example, you sell eggs and want to exchange them for some homespun cloth.

The cloth seller didn't want the eggs; he wanted to exchange them for some salt.

At this time, there were middlemen in the market who helped contact the salt sellers to exchange the salt.

Or maybe the middle man eats it and tries to figure out how to make it...

(End of this chapter)