Jiang Yue replaced the modern cotton coat with a new one she made that suited the era. The only difference was that the length was similar to a robe, covering the legs and preventing wind from entering easily. The trousers are also stuffed with cotton, making them into fat and big cotton trousers.
Jiang Nian finally adapted to the existence of underwear, and now he has to wear tight pants, which is uncomfortable.
There was a lot of fire in his body. Jiang Yue was wearing a cotton coat and trousers with just the right temperature, but he was sweating due to the heat. In the end, I had to change my cotton trousers into ordinary trousers. There was no need to wear sheepskin boots, just ordinary thick-soled cloth shoes.
Because there is a vast expanse of white everywhere, it is impossible to tell which is the road and which is the pit. She had no choice but to take a stick to clear the way, poke it first, and then walk in a straight line if there was no problem.
The street layout of Shuntianfu City is mainly straight lines.
Walking out of the residential area, the heavy snow has stopped now, but the thick snow on the ground has not been cleared yet. In this world covered in silver, people have numb expressions and fold their arms, trying to give themselves a little more warmth under their thin cotton clothes.
Most of the shops were closed, only those few shops were still busy.
The business of selling coffins made of yellow paper has been in short supply for a month. Now, the charcoal store has been vacated.
The cloth store they visited a few days ago was deserted at that time, but now it is crowded. But the smiles of the waiter and shopkeeper were sad.
"Shopkeeper, I want cotton!"
"Sorry, sir, the cotton in our store has been sold out. It will be sold out in the morning." The waiter's voice has become hoarse. Early in the morning, someone knocked on the door and called to buy cotton. They said that the family was freezing to death and the cotton clothes in previous years were too thin and could not withstand it.
Every winter in Shuntianfu City, it only snows a few days in December and New Year's Eve. But last night, it suddenly snowed heavily.
It snows heavily in September! Unheard, unseen! No one was prepared, so they had to dig out the quilts at the bottom of the box and put on their long gowns one by one.
I was looking forward to buying cotton early, but who knew it would be sold out! Everyone was in an uproar, but no matter how noisy they were, nothing could change the cotton.
"If you don't have cotton, then buy cloth. I want five feet of cotton cloth!"
After everyone has grabbed food, they still need to grab cloth. In this world, no one can laugh.
Grain stores are now much crazier than before, with long queues of people. No one wants to wait for food prices to drop before buying them. They can’t wait any longer.
When Jiang Yue passed by, she saw a board saying that each household was limited to purchasing two liters of grain per day based on their household registration.
Today's grain prices are 20 cents for beans, 28 cents for black flour, 30 cents for japonica rice, 60 cents for polished rice, and 60 cents for white flour.
And this is still the result of government regulation. It is conceivable that if one day the government can no longer control it and the price of food in the city skyrockets, the people will riot and loot in order to survive...
Jiang Yue felt heavy. She took Jiang Nian's arm and moved forward. She was going to the bookstore to shop for goods.
The bookstore door was ajar. Jiang Yue stepped forward and knocked lightly, and the door opened.
The boy is not here, and the shopkeeper is squatting in the corner, sorting out books.
Perhaps he didn't expect anyone to come into the store to buy books, and the shopkeeper looked a little surprised.
They didn't reveal their whole faces that day, and they were still wearing scarves today. The shopkeeper didn't recognize them, but when Jiang Yue spoke, he remembered them and got a little excited.
"Two distinguished guests, what books are you missing?"
"Shopkeeper, can I look through it myself?"
"well."
Jiang Yue went to rummage by herself. She had a "treasure radar" and should be able to recognize good things when she saw them.
This bookstore arranges things neatly by category and labels them, which makes them convenient to look at.
She flipped through some books on the cabinet, most of which were about imperial examinations. They all looked very boring.
"Shopkeeper, do you have anything to say about this pen holder?" Jiang Yue pointed to a wood-carved pen holder with a monkey hugging a tree. It looked vivid and wild.
The shopkeeper picked up the pen holder and wiped it clean with a cloth. The color became translucent and rosy.
Jiang Yue took the pen holder and held it in her hand to examine it. This texture is definitely made of wood, but the wood products can be as transparent as jade, which shows that the craftsmen behind them are highly skilled.
"There is a legend that this was the practice work of Master Mingchen, a master of seal carving in the previous dynasty. He watched monkeys in the mountains for a month and made a pen holder casually. Because Master Mingchen was better at stone seal carving, many people said it was an imitation. .”
But he really liked this pen stand and was unwilling to sell it at a low price, so he could only let it gather dust here.
There is nostalgia in the shopkeeper's eyes, he must really like it.
However, she didn't want to be taken advantage of, "What's the price?"
The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, if you can still give me food in exchange, I can take away a stone of miscellaneous grains."
After speaking, he looked at the guest carefully. Nowadays, food is very valuable and cannot be measured by price, but he is really heartbroken.
"Grains?" Jiang Yue raised her eyebrows. The shopkeeper's spirit before was different from now.
The shopkeeper read what she meant from her eyes and said with a wry smile, "Yes, cereals."
Last time I exchanged 16 buckets of refined grain, and with the addition of my own stockpile, there was still quite a bit left. But the unusual heavy snowfall in September made him feel more and more uneasy.
Every day, he asked his family members to line up to buy grains and mix them with refined grains, forcing his children to eat them. The children had tender voices, had difficulty swallowing, and even cried at first, so he gave them a severe scolding. They have to understand that life is hard.
Otherwise, won't it be too late to regret it when you starve to death?
Jiang Yue made a calculation in her mind. One stone is 120 kilograms. When they first entered the city, they bought several stones of grains. Later, they also exchanged a lot for things when they went to the countryside.
"Five buckets of miscellaneous grains, five buckets of refined grains."
The shopkeeper felt relieved and nodded with joy, "Okay!"
Jiang Yue didn't bring her mule out today, so she made an appointment with the shopkeeper to do business in the alley behind Wayao the next day, where there were few pedestrians and would be difficult to spot.
Before leaving, she spotted another paperweight. But it looks ordinary and feels cold to the touch. The shopkeeper also said that it was just made by an ordinary craftsman. This paperweight worth 1 tael of silver was exchanged for 1 catty of vegetables.
After successfully exchanging things, Jiang Yue couldn't wait to try.
Throw the pen holder in first, and the number instantly becomes 07:40:38
Added 6 hours.
She was holding the paperweight in her hand, but she didn't see any clues about it. Maybe it was just an ordinary paperweight, so she put it away casually.
The numbers moved again, 17:40:38
It actually added 10 hours!
This paperweight worth a pound of vegetables is actually more expensive than that expensive pen holder!
It seems that the world of elegant art is indeed not something ordinary people like her can understand.
Jiang Yue was in a good mood and decided to cook a big meal.
Jiang Nian saw how many balls she had brought out and immediately came over, "It's delicious!"
"Yes! Let me give you a taste of our modern craftsmanship today!"
On September 18th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will turn 16.
