Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich

Chapter 10 010: Go to Town
After breakfast, Yuan Yi and Zhao Xiaohuan set off for the town. The village they lived in was called Zhaojia Village, and there were still twenty miles away from the town. Zhao Xiaohuan calculated based on Yuan Yi's pace. It would take them an hour and four hours to walk. 10 minutes.

Walking on the uneven gravel road, Zhao Xiaohuan felt pain in the soles of her feet. Yuan Yi in front of her was walking very fast, she could only endure the pain and followed. After walking for more than half an hour, Yuan Yi seemed to be aware that Zhao Xiaohuan was walking slowly. He stopped and said something to her.

"Take a break before leaving."

"I'm not tired." Zhao Xiaohuan refused. With their current speed, it would be good if they could reach the town at noon. They couldn't delay, and they would come back at night.

Yuan Yi reached out to take her basket, and the two were about to continue walking when a creaking sound came from behind, Zhao Xiaohuan's eyes lit up, it was a bullock cart, she hurriedly waved to stop the cart, Yuan Yi wanted to say something, but it was too late up.

When the ox cart stopped in front of them, Sun Sujuan in the cart looked at Yuan Yi with a face full of excitement, "Brother Yuan Yi, are you going to the town too? Come up quickly, my father will pull us to go together." Sun Sujuan naturally ignored Zhao Xiaohuan beside him.

Zhao Xiaohuan raised her eyes and looked at Sun Sujuan. She had a very good memory, and she recognized Sun Sujuan at a glance as one of the girls who robbed her of rabbits on the mountain.

I saw that Sun Sujuan was wearing a really good coat, her trousers were not wrinkled at all, she was wearing black cloth shoes with braids on her feet, and she was smiling and welcoming. .

Zhao Xiaohuan knew that Sun Sujuan was caused by irregular menstruation, but at this time, it was not appropriate to talk about it. She knew that Sun Sujuan liked Yuan Yi, and it could be seen from her eyes that Sun Sujuan gave Zhao Xiaohuan a disgusted look.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaohuan, who was wearing loose clothes, formed a clear contrast with the well-dressed Sun Sujuan, and Sun Sujuan's face was even more smug.

Seeing Zhao Xiaohuan staring at Sun Sujuan's clothes, Yuan Yi raised his eyelids, "Sit down?" Yuan Yi thought, it doesn't matter if he is alone, but Zhao Xiaohuan's health has been bad, and walking will be very tiring.

"Sit, of course I have to sit." Zhao Xiaohuan didn't have any hesitation, even jumped up and sat up without help, and then walked down, her feet were about to fail, Yuan Yi immediately followed suit.

"Brother Yuan Yi, what are you going to do in town?" Sun Sujuan leaned in front of Yuan Yi as soon as she got in the car.

"Buy fabric!" Yuan Yi replied concisely, moving towards Zhao Xiaohuan without any trace of his body.

"Oh." Sun Sujuan snorted disdainfully. From her point of view, Zhao Xiaohuan is such an ugly person who doesn't look good in anything and wastes fabric.

Yuan Yi obviously didn't want to say more, the conversation ended here, Zhao Xiaohuan didn't care about their chat, she remembered that motherwort also has another effect, that is to remove acne, she can completely process motherwort into acne cream.

When they arrived in the town and got off the car, Sun Sujuan looked at Yuan Yi's back and shouted, "Brother Yuan Yi, what time are you going back? Do you want us to wait for you?"

"No need." Yuan Yi refused, he never liked to trouble others.

The conditions in the town are slightly better than those in the village, but they are all earthen walls. People in this age are generally poor. Yuan Yi took Zhao Xiaohuan straight to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town.

He went in and took out the fabric ticket and money and said to the saleswoman, "Bring me thirty feet of fine quality fabric." Yuan Yi knew that Zhao Xiaohuan was petite and would not need so much fabric to make a suit of clothes, so he thought, make two more for her.

The saleswoman was about to get it, but was stopped by Zhao Xiaohuan. Zhao Xiaohuan knew that these cloth tickets must have been saved by Yuan Yi for many years, and he could tell by looking at his patched clothes.

"I don't want Zhenliang, just bring me ordinary cotton cloth, all blue."

(End of this chapter)