Dressed as a villain's wife

After hesitating for a while, Gou'er still raised his own question: "Then why didn't Auntie tell Grandpa Lizheng directly, Grandpa Lizheng treats Gou'er the best."

"Of course I will, but not now." Looking at the dog's bewildered expression, Nan Zhi didn't say anything more, and just concentrated on driving the donkey cart, thinking of getting to town earlier.

The journey went smoothly, and it took less than half an hour to reach the town.

Nanzhi asked an aunt to inquire about the location of the larger restaurants in the town, thanked her before leaving with the dog.

The situation in the town is much better than that in the village. Most of the families only have a lower living standard, but they are not as hungry as they are.

Seeing that there were still some hawkers setting up stalls on the street, Nan Zhi was relieved that there were still people doing business on the street, so that selling things by himself would not attract attention.

It seemed that he was thinking too much, so he tightened the rope of the basket, and Nan Zhi took the dog to a bigger restaurant.

The shop waiter looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, a boy with a round face.

Seeing Nanzhi and Gou'er enter the door, he didn't care about their clothes, and walked up to greet them with a smile.

"Madam, please."

Gou'er was a little nervous seeing the waiter coming over, and tightened his grip on Nan Zhi's little hand, he knew that the family didn't have much money.

Nan Zhi felt the tension of the dog, sighed, and said, "Xiaoer, I want to find the manager in your store."

After hearing Nan Zhi's words, the waiter hesitated, but he still told them to sit down first, and he went to talk to the manager.

Seeing the hurried figure of the young man, Nan Zhi touched the dog's little hand, silently calming his emotions.

The steward came very quickly, and was only slightly taken aback when he saw Nanzhi's wife's attire, and invited them to the backyard to talk after saluting.

"Please sit down. My surname is Wang. It is fine for Madam to call me Guanshi Wang." Guanshi Wang asked after reporting his family name, "I wonder if Madam wants to come to our restaurant to sell something?"

During this period of time, people came to the restaurant one after another to sell some of their own fruits and vegetables, and he naturally guessed the intentions of the mother and son in front of him.

It just so happens that there is a drought, and some farmers are willing to sell some fruits and vegetables, and they are happy to harvest them.

"Steward Wang, you're being polite. My husband's family name is Shen. Today I want to sell some chestnuts. I picked some on the mountain two days ago, and I want to sell them for some food."

After Nanzhi finished speaking, he lifted the wild vegetables on the back basket, revealing the bare chestnuts.

He greeted the waiter from the shop and asked the master chef to come out to inspect the goods. Steward Wang poured two cups of tea for Nanzhi and Gou'er.

The two adults and one child drank tea quietly, waiting for the master chef to reply.

"Boss Wang, these chestnuts can be harvested." The master chef's surname is Zhang, and everyone calls him Master Zhang on weekdays.

He looked at the chestnuts in the basket and nodded in satisfaction.The current year is not good, and there are not many vegetables to sell in the restaurant. Although these chestnuts are smaller, they are better than fresh.

"Then I don't know how much Mrs. Shen wants to sell?" Steward Wang asked.

"Five Wen a catty." Nanzhi didn't say much. When the year was good, wild chestnuts were sold for three Wen a catty.

Manager Wang didn't haggle over the price, he nodded his head and let the round-faced boy help the famous chestnut.

"Since Manager Wang is so straightforward, I still have something to sell here."

After Nanzhi finished speaking, he took the small bamboo basket from the dog's arms.

Looking at the small bamboo basket covered by her mother-in-law Ding, Guanshi Wang was a little puzzled.

Although some people have sold some wild vegetables in their restaurant, but these mother-in-laws are already rotten, how can they cook?

It wasn't until Nanzhi lifted the layer of wild vegetables on top that his eyes lit up.

There are fresh straw mushrooms in the basket, and it looks like they should have just been picked.

"These are straw mushrooms?" Steward Wang's voice was not low, causing the waiter and Master Zhang, who were weighing at the side, to turn their heads to look over.

"I don't know how many Madam Shen has left? We will accept as many as you want."

Seeing Guanshi Wang staring at him with glowing eyes, Nan Zhi could only say: "Don't get me wrong, Guanshi Wang, I just got this by luck, and that's all."

Hearing this, Guanshi Wang's excited heart seemed to be poured with cold water. He calmed down. It hadn't rained for half a year now. Mrs. Lin was really lucky to be able to pick these straw mushrooms, but he thought more .

"Mrs. Shen, we want these straw mushrooms. How do you think I took them at a price of sixty Wen per catty?"

Nan Zhi didn't agree immediately, but nodded after thinking for a while.

Watching him nodding, Guanshi Wang Nanzhi, who obviously showed some brisk expression on his face, looked away.

She never thought that these straw mushrooms could be sold for sixty yuan a catty. Her expected price was only thirty yuan, and now it has doubled.

"Wang Guanshi, the chestnuts are 43 catties in total, and the straw mushrooms are 460 catties and [-] taels in total, and the total is [-] seven Wen." The waiter weighed them and said.

Steward Wang waved his hand and told the waiter to go to the front hall: "Go and pay the money."

He called Nanzhi and Gou'er to sit and drink tea, and followed Master Zhang to the back kitchen.

"Aniang, have all our things been sold?" Gou'er tugged on Nanzhi's sleeve, with a little curiosity on his face.

"Well, they've all been sold. After a while, Auntie will take the dog to buy food."

After sitting for a while, the waiter returned to the backyard and handed the stringed copper plates to Nan Zhi: "Madam, the total is 460 seven coins."

Nan Zhi nodded, and just as he was about to put on his backpack and leave with the dog, he heard Steward Wang's voice behind him.

"Madam Shen, wait a moment." Steward Wang handed over an oiled paper bag while talking, "If Madam has any wild goods in the future, I hope Madam can sell them to our restaurant."

Without hesitation, Nan Zhi took it over, nodded and said, "Naturally."

After leaving the restaurant, Nanzhi drove the donkey cart to the grain and oil shop, and now she has a total of 560 taels in her hand.

In my memory, old rice is three Wen a catty, new rice is five Wen a catty, white flour is six Wen a catty, black flour is two Wen a catty, salt is twenty Wen a catty, and soybean oil is ten Wen a catty.

I just don't know how much food prices will rise in this year.

"Auntie, shall we go buy sweet potatoes and potatoes?" Gou'er looked at Nanzhi with his little head up, looking at the scattered people setting up stalls on the side of the street.

"Ah."

Nan Zhi also looked at the sparse stalls on both sides of the street. Most of them were people from the village selling some home-grown rice. It seemed that they were all old rice from last year. It was probably because the family didn’t have enough food, so they wanted to sell fine grains in exchange for Some sweet potatoes or something to survive.

Even if it hasn't rained for half a year now, most people still want to hold on and don't want to touch their money.

Didn't Yuanshen think the same way, in fact, if she was willing to throw down some face and go back to her mother's house, she wouldn't starve to death at home, leaving Gou'er a three and a half year old doll.

It just happened to be a little luck in that heart, how many people starved to death in this not so bad year.

People are starving to death, so what's the use of keeping those coins?

In front of the grain store, Nanzhi parked the donkey cart and just picked up the dog out of the cart when he saw several women enter the shop.

Nan Zhi was not in a hurry to go in, she just stood outside and looked at the price of food, even though she knew in her heart that the price of food would definitely rise, she was still taken aback by the current price.

Originally, old rice cost three Wen a catty, but now it has reached eight Wen, new rice has risen to sixteen Wen a catty, white flour fifteen, black flour five, salt is already fifty Wen a catty, and oil costs forty. Wen Yijin.