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Working with someone like Ye Dazhuang is the most comfortable.

He has his own ideas and stance, and he will ask questions and discuss things he doesn't understand, but first and foremost, he firmly believes in his partners!

Therefore, Ye Qingqing should be frank about what she can say and keep what she can't say a secret, without bothering to explain this or that to him.

If it were someone like my sister-in-law, she would have her own ideas, be often defiant, and never hold back her words.

Although I don't have any bad intentions, it takes me ages to explain things to her, and it's exhausting.

Just as Ye Qingqing had guessed, from the time she only had 3 taels of silver left and went to buy her father 1 tael of medicine for wound healing, and saw blood seeping from his back, she didn't say a word and took another tael of silver to buy him a bottle of medicine for wound healing, Ye Dazhuang believed that this girl would never harm him.

"Big brother and sister-in-law, we're back!"

Emerging from the bustling crowd, Ye Qingqing, a relaxed smile on her face, trotted towards the carriage.

"Quickly, it's still warm!"

Li Chunyan quickly waved to them, pulled out a bag of fried cakes from under the blanket, and said while breathing out white steam,

"I saved these for you two, eat them quickly, they won't taste good if they get cold."

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

Ye Qingqing took the paper and opened it. It was steaming hot, and a fragrant oily aroma wafted out.

She handed one to Ye Dazhuang, took a bite with a "crunch," and the greasy, sweet taste almost made her fall over.

"Auntie, the fried cakes are so delicious!"

Little Huanhuan, with a smudge of oil on her lips and her big, dark eyes blinking, poked a tiny hand out from under the blanket and said in a childish voice, "Huanhuan ate a big piece!"

"The fried cakes outside are too greasy. Huanhuan likes them, so your aunt will fry some for you when we get home."

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but pinch that rosy little face. The little face had gotten fatter and was so bouncy and soft to the touch.

Our family's living conditions have improved significantly recently. We've been feeding her rice, flour, pork, and fish to her heart's content, and her once pale and thin face has become plump and healthy.

These fried rice cakes sold at roadside stalls are made by scalding yellow glutinous rice with boiling water, kneading it into balls, and stuffing them with a little bit of cheap maltose.

It is indeed fragrant, but it is made with cheap scraps of meat and fat, or waste oil that has been used by restaurants several times, mixed together and fried. They are unwilling to change the oil even when the pot of oil is blacker than asphalt, and they can only keep adding oil.

It smells really good, but the oil is really unhealthy.

It's not bad for satisfying a craving occasionally.

Thank you.

Ye Dazhuang nodded to Li Chunyan and ate silently.

Li Chunyan's eyes darted around.

"Second Girl, why did you two come empty-handed? Didn't you buy any food?"

If we can't buy it today, that's fine. We'll have your older brother take the bus again tomorrow...

"I bought it."

Ye Qingqing patted her chest and said with a grin, "I did buy it, but it's for tomorrow. I'll really have to trouble you to make another trip to bring the grain back."

"What's the hardship if you have a horse-drawn carriage!"

Although Li Chunyan still couldn't understand why Er Yatou was in such a hurry to buy grain first, she had nothing else to say and just asked impatiently.

"Now we can go sell pork and wolf pelts, right?"

Once the goods are sold, she'll get hundreds of silver dollars. Just thinking about it makes her incredibly excited.

Although the prey was hunted by Er Yatou and her brother Da Zhuang, Er Yatou would never keep all the money after selling the goods; she would always give them a ten or twenty percent of the proceeds.

Li Chunyan knew perfectly well that even if Er Yatou didn't share the money with her and Dali, she would still earn a living just from the food the family ate every day.

But who wouldn't be happy to receive silver?

She's actually saved up quite a bit of money now, so much so that she wakes up laughing in her dreams at night.

"Um……"

Ye Qingqing nodded, then suddenly changed the subject, "No rush, sister-in-law, my face has been itchy these past two days, probably from the cold. Come with me to the cosmetics shop first, and buy some skincare products... some powder or cream to apply to my face."

Li Chunyan's eyes widened. "Huh?"

This second daughter of mine, all she thinks about all day is flowers!

Why the rush to buy powder or cream? The rouge shop isn't going anywhere.

What could be more important than selling pork or wolf skins? That's how you make money!

Despite her inner grumbling, she had to cling to the powerful figure.

Actually, Li Chunyan still harbored a little selfish thought. Seeing that it was getting colder and colder, she was enjoying a life of luxury at her in-laws' house, wearing new cotton-padded jackets and trousers, while her elderly parents at home…

And then there's her poor sister, whose in-laws don't treat her like a human being; she's still wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket covered in patches.

The bowl contained only mixed grain porridge and radishes and cabbage. How could she, as the daughter, not feel sorry for the food?

Back then, her husband's family was ruined by Er Yatou, and she borrowed a few pounds of mixed grain flour from her parents' home. Her parents, who were not even full themselves, gave it to her without complaining.

Now she has saved up some money and wants to send some rice, flour, pork, and dried bok choy home, and leave her parents an ounce of silver to buy them warm winter clothes.

She had discussed this with Dali, and Dali agreed without hesitation.

"Big brother, let's go."

Ye Qingqing got into the carriage and waved to Ye Dali, "To the rouge shop."

The lucky charm was activated, and the directional arrow reappeared before our eyes, pointing to a rouge shop as the destination.

That old beggar carrying the raw stone should be right next to the rouge shop, waiting and hoping someone will buy the stone from him and exchange it for food to save his life!

The horse-drawn carriage traveled through the streets and alleys, stopping and starting as it went.

None of them had ever been to a rouge shop before, so they had to ask around and head towards it.

Whether intentionally or not, a guy gave Ye Dali the wrong directions. Ye Dali thanked him and urged his horse to head towards the wrong intersection.

The directional arrows in front of Ye Qingqing were more accurate than satellite positioning; how could they possibly make him go astray?

"Big brother, something's not right!"

She quickly patted Ye Dali on the back and pointed to the left, "You should turn left at this intersection."

"oh oh……"

Ye Dali quickly pulled on the reins, but suddenly sensed something was wrong. He turned around and said, "Wait a minute, Qingqing, didn't that person just say to turn right?"

Ye Qingqing raised an eyebrow. "He doesn't know anything!"

Ye Dazhuang, sitting on the carriage shaft, looked up and glanced at her.

This girl seems to know the town's roads very well.

Li Chunyan clicked her tongue.

"You talk as if you've ever been to a cosmetics shop. They're from town, surely they know the way!"

Ye Qingqing gave a mischievous smirk.

"Sister-in-law, you know what, I really have been there! It's just that our family was poor before, so I only went to take a look; I could afford to look but not to buy."

Just turn left, and you'll reach the rouge shop in less than fifty meters.

Li Chunyan, "..."

Okay, that makes sense.

In the past, her family was so poor that they would bring food home even when rats came. She only came to town a few times, and she didn't dare to look into the cosmetics shop or even the general store.

Sure enough, not long after the carriage turned left, the large signboard of the rouge shop came into view.

Ye Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly and looked around at the old beggar's figure.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The indicator arrow suddenly started flashing and emitted a crisp beep.