Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 5 The family is poor, people are useless, and they are bullied! (1)
Frowning, Han Chulan felt that there was another very real problem standing in front of her.

One practical problem after another was like a mountain, which not only blocked her way, but also made it difficult for her to breathe.

Although Ye Qianze was reading, out of the corner of his eyes, he kept staring at the little daughter-in-law who was sleeping on the straw. She tossed and turned, so he knew she was not asleep.Suddenly, he saw her sitting up.

Han Chulan stood up and walked straight to Ye Qianze who was reading a book under the oil lamp, sat down opposite Ye Qianze, her bright but cold eyes met Ye Qianze's phoenix eyes, Ye Qianze was soft and evil , I don’t know how many village girls have been fascinated, but in the past three days, he has never seen his obsession with him from the eyes of his little daughter-in-law. The eyes of the little daughter-in-law are always indifferent, or sharp Rujian, or full of sarcasm, he seriously suspected that the little daughter-in-law fell into the water and her head was in the water.

Han Chulan turned her lips coldly, and asked, "How do you calculate the price of rice here? How much is it per catty?"

Ye Qianze blinked her phoenix eyes and looked at her, not quite understanding what she said.

Catching the incomprehensible look in her husband's eyes, Han Chulan said something in her heart. She forgot that she was in ancient times, and this dynasty did not exist in Chinese history. It was the fictional dynasty written in the novel.Although it is not a dynasty that existed in Chinese history, everything is similar to China's feudal society.In ancient times, meters were measured in liters and buckets.

"How much is a bucket of rice?"

Han Chulan changed his words. After Ye Qianze understood, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Lan'er, are you rich? I haven't eaten rice for a long time."

Glancing at him, Han Chulan cursed silently in her heart: Foodie!
Receiving the sarcastic look from his mother-in-law, Ye Qianze's phoenix eyes quickly flashed an unknown light, too fast for Han Chulan to catch.

"One hundred pennies per bucket of rice. If the harvest is good and the price of rice drops too much, you don't need one hundred pennies. However, the harvest of the Daxing Dynasty has never been better, so the price of rice has always been rising, and there are very few drops. time." Ye Qianze replied, and finally asked: "Lan'er, how much money do you have?"

"How much RMB is one penny?" Han Chulan asked again.

Renminbi?
Ye Qianze's phoenix eyes flashed again, not knowing what RMB is.

sweat!
Han Chulan realized that she had slipped up again.Don't blame her, she has lived in the 21st century for more than [-] years, and suddenly came here. It is very difficult for her to fully integrate into the ancient life in just three days.

"do not have much left."

Han Chulan would not explain to Ye Qianze what RMB is.

She calculated silently in her heart that in this dynasty, a bucket of rice was bought for 20 Wen, and if a bucket of Wen was converted into a catty, it would be 30 catties. If calculated according to the modern rice price, a penny is estimated to be two Between dime and thirty cents, one hundred Wen is equal to [-] yuan or [-] yuan.

Well, now that she has figured out the value of money in this era, she will not be deceived by others in the future.

But, is rice so expensive in this dynasty?Synchronized with modern times.

"Lan'er, how much money do you have?" Ye Qianze asked repeatedly.

Han Chulan stood up, looked at him indifferently, and said indifferently: "I don't have any money. Tomorrow you continue to go to the mountain to chop firewood, and then pick it up in the market to sell for some money."

Ye Qianze spread his hands in front of Han Chulan, the blisters that were picked out were still on his palms.

Frowning slightly, Han Chulan turned around and walked towards the straw pile.

With such a husband who can eat but can't do things at the stall, it's like she hasn't said anything!

Going up the mountain to chop firewood to sell, and then exchange some money to buy some food, is the first way Han Chulan thinks of to solve the problem of food and clothing.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly there was a whirring sound outside the house.

Accidents will happen.

A few hours ago, the sky was still full of bright moon and stars, but at this moment, it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind picked up suddenly, blowing the branches outside the house whistling.

"It is going to rain."

Ye Qianze said softly.

Han Chulan turned and walked out of the room, went outside to have a look, and then she saw a scene that made her dumbfounded, because the wind was blowing very hard, like a typhoon, the thatched house of the Ye family was not strong, the thatched roof It is sparsely built, and it is fine on sunny days, and can still shade the sun, but when it is rainy, it is just like what Han Chulan saw at the moment, the thatch on the roof was blown away by the strong wind, and flew to the ground in the distance or fly in the air with the wind.

It is not just the Ye family who live in thatched cottages in Zhangjia Village. The houses of other families are well built, and unless it is a typhoon of level [-] or above, they will be safe and sound.It's not like Ye's house, any level of wind can blow the thatch all over the sky.

Ye Qianze, who followed Han Chulan out, said as usual: "It's okay, I'll re-floor it tomorrow. As long as it doesn't rain..."

Ye Qianze hadn't finished his sentence when big raindrops fell from the black sky.

Han Chulan turned her head and glanced at him.

The raindrops fell on Han Chulan's body, it was cool.

She didn't need to look up to know that there were several big holes in the roof of her house, and the thatch covering it was blown away by the strong wind.

"Don't try to sleep tonight."

Ye Qianze muttered something in a low voice, but her phoenix eyes stared at Han Chulan, wanting to know how the little daughter-in-law would solve this matter.

Han Chulan didn't even look at him, turned around and went back to the room, went back to the room, rolled up the dry straw she had just spread on the ground, then walked out of the hall, spread the straw on the table, Even if it rains, it won't get her body wet easily.After finishing everything, she moved a dilapidated bamboo chair and put it under the table, and her small body got under the table, her legs were closed together, and her hands were put on her knees, she was just like this. My arms and knees are ready to dream of Duke Zhou.

Tomorrow, her first task is not to go up the mountain to chop firewood for money, but to repair this useless thatched cottage like her husband!
Han Chulan raised her head after sitting for less than a minute, because she felt that sitting like this made her sleep uncomfortable.After thinking about it, she got under the table and dragged out the bamboo chair along the way.The strong wind was still blowing outside the house, and the raindrops were still pouring down mercilessly.Ye Qianze stood aside, watching Han Chulan's movements, but Han Chulan still didn't want to take another look at him.

Walking into the small kitchen, Han Chulan took two handfuls of straw again, then went back under the table, and spread the straw on the ground. After laying it out, she curled up and lay on the straw.At this moment, she was grateful for the fragility of this body.

The raindrops passed through the holes in the roof and happily visited Ye's house, and raindrops visited everywhere except under the table.

(End of this chapter)