The official was very kind today and gave each of them a black-faced steamed bun.
Even so, their stomachs were still growling as they had not seen oil and water for several days.
Li Rouer's uninjured hand clenched her fist tightly, and she didn't even realize that her fingertips were embedded in her flesh.
Zhu realized something was wrong with her immediately. Thinking about the scene where they were beaten by the Mo family, Zhu was still a little scared.
She quickly reminded Li Rou'er in a low voice: "Rou'er, we are no match for that vicious woman. It's better not to provoke them in the future."
Li Rouer glared at Mrs. Zhu fiercely.
She really didn't want to say anything to this mother who had only known how to be submissive all her life.
She turned her head away and closed her eyes, pretending to rest her mind. Her mind was filled with the scene of Mo Jiuye squatting by the stove to help He Zhiran light the fire.
She watched from a distance. Although the two of them did not communicate, the scene of a husband and a wife accompanying each other really hurt her.
Ever since Mo Jiuye helped him stop the frightened horse, from the first moment she saw Mo Jiuye, she was deeply attracted by his temperament that was different from ordinary men.
Of course, what attracted her was Mo Jiuye's identity as the Protector of the Country.
The desire to marry Mo Jiuye became stronger as time went by.
So much so, that after learning that He Zhiran successfully married Mo Jiuye, she wished she could ruin their marriage with her own hands.
Now that Mo Jiuye is no longer the youngest Duke of Dashun, her rationality tells her that no matter how good-looking that man is, he will not be her good match.
After a few days of exile, Li Rouer was afraid of such a life of wandering.
The only way to change the current predicament is to get out of here...
The Mo family had a hearty meal, and before it got completely dark, He Zhiran led everyone to pickle all the remaining fish, tie them with straw ropes, and hang them around the wooden cart.
After finishing their work, it was already dark, and the Mo family, Fang family, and Xie family all set up tents.
The tent designed by He Zhiran can accommodate two people, and the sisters-in-law looked for companions to enter the tent in a tacit understanding.
Mrs. Mo was with Mo Hanyue.
There was no doubt that He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye were in the same tent.
Except for those who needed to be on guard duty, all the officials imitated the Mo family and got into the tent.
The He family and the Li family watched all this with bitterness, and the unknown fire in their hearts became even stronger.
They were both exiled under the same decree, so why was there such a big gap in their treatment?
Li Yuer and Li Ruer, one on each side, hugged Li Liang's arms and wiped away tears.
"Dad, I don't want to sleep outside. When I woke up early, my clothes were wet with dew."
"Dad, can you go and beg the officials to allocate a tent like that to us?"
Li Liang felt unhappy when he saw this scene.
At this moment, he was so dizzy from being shaken by his two daughters that he scolded him unhappily: "If you want to sleep in a tent, just ask for it yourself. I don't have the ability."
If the sisters had such courage, why would they need to beg their father here?
After being rejected, they could only express their dissatisfaction with tears and did not dare to say another word.
Mrs. Li felt sorry for her two daughters, but she knew in her heart that even if she knelt in front of those officials, they would not be able to give tents to them.
He quickly pulled his two daughters aside to comfort them.
This scene was also playing out in the He family. Everyone pestered He Zhiyuan and asked him to find a way to go to the official to ask for a tent.
He Zhiyuan was very clear-headed at the moment, knowing that this was impossible, so he poured a basin of cold water on it.
"The Mo family bought oilcloth and made it themselves. If you want it, just use your money to buy it, and then follow others' instructions to make tents."
One sentence made the He family speechless.
If they had money, why would they need to eat black-faced steamed buns all day long?
Not only do I have no money, I don’t have a tent, I also don’t have the ability to catch fish...
The tent was approved by everyone on the first day it was used.
Including those officials, this was the first time they felt that escorting prisoners was a good job.
This was not the first time He Zhiran had been alone with Mo Jiuye. For her, there was no pressure.
Hearing the sound of steady breathing beside him, He Zhiran's consciousness entered the space.
The store in Taobao has been open all day, and there are so many kinds of products on display. Naturally, she wants to check the sales situation.
As soon as I opened Taobao's page, a dialog box popped up on the screen.
[There is a record of successful item transactions in the store, and the income has been automatically deposited into the Alipay account. 】
He Zhiran quickly clicked on the account balance to check.
I saw an extra 7,500 yuan in her account.
Seeing this number, He Zhiran was a little confused.
The cheapest items she sells in the mall cost 15,000 yuan. But what the hell is this 7,500 yuan in front of her?
To clear up the confusion, He Zhiran returned to the app to check the merchant's transaction records.
It didn't matter, it almost made her vomit blood.
The transaction record page shows that the silver hairpin in the store was successfully sold today for 15,000 yuan.
It is understandable that the platform automatically deducts 10% of the selling price as a fee.
The shipping fee is 40% of the selling price, which is 6,000 yuan...
He Zhiran couldn't help but curse in his heart, what kind of shady courier company is this? The courier fee is so high?
In order to make himself a clear victim, He Zhiran could only continue to look for answers.
After some searching, I finally found the name of the express company - Gujin Express!
She had never heard of this, but from the literal meaning, it could be seen that this express company should specialize in transportation from ancient times to modern times.
This shows that there are still time-travelers like her using the shopping platform.
However, other users have nothing to do with him. He Zhiran now wants to know why the express delivery fee is so expensive.
Fortunately, here is the profile of the express company——
Gujin Express Company was established in XXXX.
The company's business targets: all time-travelers who open stores on Taobao app.
The company charges: 40% of the selling price of the product.
If you have any questions, you can contact customer service.
He Zhiran decisively clicked the button to contact human customer service.
Soon, a series of formatted text appeared on the screen.
He Zhiran was too lazy to read those carefully, so he typed and asked:
Are there any discounts on shipping costs?
Customer Service: [Since your products need to travel through time and space to be delivered to customers, the transportation costs are high, so the price cannot be discounted. 】
He Zhiran: Why doesn’t the shipping cost for the goods I purchased be so high?
Customer Service: Other merchants have different delivery channels.
He Zhiran...
She admitted it, who allowed herself to be a time traveler?
Not being greedy, she quickly let go of this.
No matter what, she finally had income from the Taobao app, which meant that she could buy some needed items based on her own financial resources.
With his first income, the first thing He Zhiran thought about was the safety issue here.
