Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

The stall displayed decent-quality black fungus, shiitake mushrooms, daylily buds, dried kelp strung together with straw rope, and packages of seaweed. These were all durable and useful dried goods. The stall owner was a quiet middle-aged man who wasn't particularly interested in meatballs, so Su Wanqing simply paid and quickly made the deal: two jin of black fungus, two jin of shiitake mushrooms, three strings of dried kelp (about five jin), two packages of seaweed, and a small package of precious white fungus—all in her possession.

"This time, even the selection of goods has increased significantly; the changes are truly remarkable."

Moving to the condiment section, she found glass bottles of white sugar and rock sugar, paper-wrapped brown sugar, bulk salt, coarse-grained MSG, whole bottles of soy sauce and aged vinegar, and even a rare jar of sesame paste! She practically went on a shopping spree, using a combination of meatballs and cash to buy five jin each of white sugar, rock sugar, and brown sugar, three jin each of salt and MSG, two bottles each of soy sauce and aged vinegar, and the entire jar of sesame paste.

Seeing a vendor selling mountain produce, she bought three jin of red dates, two jin of walnuts, and one jin of goji berries. She also bought a jin of dried longan pulp without hesitation. These are all good for replenishing qi and blood, useful during pregnancy and postpartum.

Anyway, she'll return these things tenfold when she gets back, upgrade them with the Craftsmanship Grid, and enjoy them slowly.

In an inconspicuous corner, an old man had several earthenware jars in front of him, filled with various pickled vegetables soaked in oil: pickled cowpeas, spicy dried radishes, pickled garlic, pickled cucumbers... The aroma was irresistible.

Su Wanqing took a large spoonful of each item and put them directly into the metal lunchbox she carried with her, which could also serve as appetizers on the train. She had already accumulated more than two hundred metal lunchboxes in her space, all of which she would first put a little something in and then use the "tenfold return" bug to get them for free—the more she explored this space, the more loopholes she could find.

When she passed by the seed stall, she made a point of stopping and exchanging a pound of meatballs for several small packets of wheat and corn seeds labeled as high-yield. She wanted to report back to Old Master Shen and also keep some for herself to try planting in her space.

There are also quite a few cooked food vendors here: braised pig's head with rich soy sauce flavor, as well as cold tofu skin salad, kelp strips, soy milk and fried dough sticks... Meat is very scarce, but at least there are quite a few kinds of cold dishes.

Su Wanqing's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out her money and bought a lot of each item. She wrapped them in oil paper and before leaving, she bought twenty freshly baked sesame seed cakes from an old woman with a cart and stacked them up warm.

For two or three hours straight, Su Wanqing's "shopping list" was surprisingly abundant: 100 jin of Northeast rice, 100 jin of high-gluten flour, 50 jin of millet, and 10 jin of red-skinned peanuts.

Dried food items: 2 jin of black fungus, 2 jin of shiitake mushrooms, 3 strings of dried kelp (about 5 jin), 2 packs of seaweed, 0.5 jin of white fungus; 3 jin of red dates, 2 jin of walnuts, 1 jin of goji berries, and 1 jin of dried longan pulp.

Seasonings: 2 jin of white sugar, 2 jin of rock sugar, 2 jin of brown sugar, 3 jin of refined salt, 3 jin of MSG, 2 bottles of soy sauce, 2 bottles of aged vinegar, 1 can of sesame paste (about 2 jin), 1 packet each of five-spice powder, Sichuan peppercorns, and dried chili peppers.

Pickled vegetables: a large spoonful each of pickled cowpeas, spicy dried radish, pickled garlic, and pickled cucumbers are placed in a metal lunchbox.

Fabrics and miscellaneous items: 9 feet of patterned twill fabric; 2 boxes of antibiotics; 5 bars of Shanghai medicated soap; 2 new scissors; and several packets of various vegetable seeds.

Cooked food: 2 jin of braised pig's head meat, some cold dishes, two jugs of soy milk, some fried dough sticks; 20 sesame seed cakes;

The total consumption was approximately 420 jin of meatballs, 250 yuan in cash, and several industrial coupons.

Honestly, it was totally worth it to get so much back with these dumplings!

Furthermore, she secretly used the money to buy a lot of gold, and then exchanged the gold, which had lost its precious metal properties, for a lot of money.

In short, although she didn't buy a lot of things on this trip, there was a wide variety. She had the "golden finger" to return tenfold, which would be enough for her to spend the entire winter in Xinjiang. Moreover, the original text mentioned that there might be some cold disasters in winter, so she was taking precautions in advance.

When she comes back next year after she finishes using it, the reform and opening up will have arrived, and she will have everything she needs and will not lack anything. She can buy whatever she wants then. Just thinking about being able to store a whole space full of things fills her with a sense of security.

By the time she returned to the vicinity of the guesthouse, carrying a bulging basket stuffed full on her back and several tightly bound oil paper packages in her hands, it was already broad daylight.

She had already quietly moved most of the heavy items into her spatial storage. Once she arrived at her destination, she took out the visible items and put them into her basket before entering the room.

Zhou Yanshen also returned after buying his train ticket. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Wanqing putting down her basket, with several large oil paper packages and two heavy military water bottles piled up next to her.

"All this stuff on the ground..."

His expression immediately changed, and he strode forward, taking everything without a word.

He felt a heaviness in his hand, especially the two water jugs filled with soy milk, which were quite heavy. Opening the basket, he saw that there were also cloth, dried goods, and various foods inside... Zhou Yanshen's face grew darker and darker, and his lips were pressed tightly together.

He simply couldn't imagine how a pregnant woman could carry such a heavy load, weighing dozens or even hundreds of pounds, for such a long distance. What if she slipped? What if she was bumped into...? His heart clenched with worry. He wasn't concerned about the baby, but rather that Su Wanqing herself would be exhausted and in danger.

Seeing his expression, Su Wanqing knew things were going to get bad. She stuck out her tongue, but couldn't explain that she had only carried him for a short distance. She had no choice but to take the blame.

"Yan Shen, don't be angry. I know my own body, and the baby is fine. It's okay."

Zhou Yanshen turned his head, his chest heaving, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not afraid of anything happening to the child. I'm afraid something will happen to you. So heavy, so far away... If I had known, I should have gone with you." His voice was filled with lingering fear and self-blame.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely invite you next time, okay?" Su Wanqing leaned closer and coaxed softly.

Zhou Yanshen fell silent, head down, as he quietly took out and organized the items one by one, his movements somewhat heavy. He was still angry, angry that she wasn't careful, and even more angry at himself for not thinking things through. But he couldn't bear to say anything harsh to her, so he could only sulk in silence.

Su Wanqing: "..." Oh no, after spending so much time together, Zhou Yanshen, whose emotions are usually as stable as a mountain, is so angry with her that he's speechless.

"Yan Shen~" She moved over in small steps, her voice soft and drawn out. Luckily, Chen Xiuer and the others hadn't returned yet; it was just the two of them in the room. "Don't be angry anymore. I promise I'll be more careful in the future. By the way, have you bought the tickets?"

Zhou Yanshen felt as if the word "Yanshen" had brushed against his heart like a feather, a soothing sensation that instantly dissipated most of his anger. But he maintained his composure, only managing a weak "hmm" through his nose: "Tonight's."

As for the rest, they didn't say anything about how many sleeper berths or hard seats were arranged, clearly indicating that their anger hadn't subsided.

Su Wanqing's eyes darted around, and she tiptoed to give him a quick kiss on the cheek: