MTL - Portable Space: The Peasant Princess-Chapter 22 Return with a full load

Chapter 22 Returning with a full load

The beans were sold for a total of 430 coins, plus the 100 coins given by her uncle and the 100 coins exchanged from the space, she had a total of 630 coins in hand.

 “Uncle, how do you sell this pork belly?”

In order to thank the uncle for patronizing her business just now, Gu Panxia bought meat directly from the uncle who sold pork.

That uncle had a chubby face and his teeth were missing when he smiled. He was very cute.

“Girl, this pork belly is seventeen cents a pound, and I won’t hide it from you. No matter which stall in this town, it’s almost always the same price.”

　　What this uncle said is true. Almost all the pork belly in this town costs 17 cents.

Gu Panxia nodded, pointed at the fat meat and said, "Where is the fat meat?"

“Girl, the fat meat is thirteen cents, and the lean meat is twelve cents, which one do you want?”

 “What about this bone?”

She remembered that bone soup can supplement calcium. Little Baozi is now five years old, but he is as thin as a three or four-year-old child.

"Bone is not valuable. If the girl wants it, I will give you these two thigh bones for five cents."

 Five cents? It's not very expensive, and it's still within the price she accepted.

“Then, give me two pounds of pork belly, two pounds of fat meat, and these two bones!”

 There is no oil or water at home, so I have to buy some fat meat and fry it in oil.

 “Okay, girl, please wait a moment!”

I saw the uncle holding up his knife and putting it down, taking a scale and a package of oil paper. In a short while, he had prepared the meat Gu Panxia needed.

 “Girl, okay! Do you want to put it in the basket?”

 Gu Panxia nodded, she took the basket off her back and put the meat and bones in it.

The uncle used a knife to scrape the minced meat on the chopping board, and said with a smile: "Girl, it's a total of sixty-five yuan."

Hearing this, Gu Panxia's face shook uncontrollably, and with a distressed look on his face, he counted sixty-five yuan and handed it to the uncle.

 Leaving the vegetable selling area, she walked into a grocery store.

 “What do you want to buy, girl?”

　　A fat woman came up to him, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand and cracking them while talking.

 Gu Panxia smiled and said, "Auntie, I want to buy some food."

 “Buy food? Come with me!”

After the woman finished speaking, she led the way for her.

 In one corner, I saw a variety of grains on display, including flour and rice. Flour flour was divided into coarse flour and fine flour, and rice was divided into coarse rice and polished rice.

The price of coarse flour is three cents, that of fine flour is five cents, that of coarse rice is four cents, and that of polished rice is eight cents.

Gu Panxia bought five kilograms of fine flour and five kilograms of polished rice, which cost a total of sixty-five cents, the same price as pork.

 She bought some more coarse salt, which cost ten coins in total. She had no choice but to buy fine salt, which was too expensive.

While shopping, my stomach began to sing about empty city plans.

Gu Panxia spent two cents on a bowl of plain noodles, and another ten cents on ten meat buns. She stuffed the entire basket full, and then she struggled to carry the basket and walked to the town gate where she was waiting for the bus. .

 When she arrived at the town gate, she happened to see Mrs. Zhao waiting for the bus there.

When Zhao saw Gu Panxia carrying a basket with large and small bags inside, she couldn't help but have a flash of greed in her eyes.

“Hey, little girl Gu, are you getting rich?”

 Gu Panxia pretended to be displeased and said, "What did you say, aunt? If Panxia got rich, why would he still live in that shabby thatched hut? My uncle bought this for me and Pandong."

Hearing this, Ms. Zhao's eyes flashed with envy, "The Zhou family also has a conscience and will take care of you, unlike your grandma who doesn't even look at you."

In her eyes, the Zhou family is a wealthy family. Every time they come here, they always bring big and small bags. It’s a pity that when they leave, all these things fall into Zhang’s mouth.

Ms. Zhao suddenly felt a little regretful. Why was Gu Panxia's aunt not her? Otherwise, all those good things will belong to her!

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 (End of this chapter)