MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times-Chapter 130 I really bought an old hen

Chapter 130 I really bought an old hen

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve eaten well or because I feel calmer. Although it hurts this time, it’s not like before, where I couldn’t straighten my back.

“You are weak. Sweet things can replenish your energy. Don’t be reluctant to drink it. Even if it’s gone, I’ll buy it for you later.”

Bai Yunxi shook her head. She gave Mrs. Li and Mrs. Du each half a catty of red dates and sucrose. Mrs. Li probably drank it all, but Mrs. Du never saw her take it out to drink.

"Your body is your own. You can live a frugal life, but you can't be too picky about yourself. I'll buy you an old hen when I go to town. I'll just make soup with my feet and sweet potatoes. I'll drink more soup and eat some meat later. That stuff nourishes the body. Very good.”

Du Shi was startled by Baiyunxi and waved her hand quickly.

“Mom, no, no, no, no, how can I drink old hen soup? I listen to you and just make a bowl of sugar water and drink it.”

“She doesn’t dare to drink the old hen soup. Even her mother-in-law doesn’t drink it. She drinks it as a daughter-in-law. If someone finds out, they might stab her in the spine. She won’t do anything to shorten her life.” ’

Hearing Du's thoughts, Bai Yunxi's mouth twitched.

“Ever since your father-in-law fell ill and passed away, our family has been greatly affected, and everyone has been in poor health. I bought a chicken and stewed it for everyone to drink together.”

Mrs. Du nodded after listening to what her mother-in-law said.

 “It’s fine if mother makes the decision.”

Baiyunxi went to the town alone with a basket on her back. Halfway there, she happened to meet a bullock cart carrying passengers, and she picked up a penny.

 After entering the town, Baiyunxi went to the vegetable market first. Farmers usually choose the market to sell their things.

By some stroke of luck, she came across a three-year-old hen that cost twenty cents per catty. Three catties cost sixty cents.

When I passed by a pork shop, I looked at the big stick bones that were picked out. They cost four cents a pound, which was very cheap.

Baiyunxi thought about the boys at home who had to do heavy work every day and needed to be replenished, so he gritted his teeth and bought four rod bones, weighing twelve kilograms, and spent forty-eight cents.

 Carrying the heavy basket on his back, Baiyunxi was a little dumbfounded. He would have bought less bones if he had known it was so heavy.

The purpose of her coming to town today was to inquire about winter wheat seeds, and she could not delay.

Carrying the basket on her back, she went to the grain store. When the shopkeeper heard that she asked for winter wheat seeds, he was very surprised.

“Sister-in-law, winter wheat is only found in the north. At the junction of the north and the south here, we generally only grow spring wheat, and there are no winter wheat seeds prepared in the shop. To be honest, even if some people plant winter wheat, they are wheat seeds left at home.”

Baiyunxi recently bought a lot of brown rice from the grain store, and the shopkeepers all knew her.

Knowing that she wanted to buy winter wheat, the shopkeeper was very enthusiastic. He would either go to the county grain store to buy it, or if he knew someone who grew winter wheat, he would go to their house and ask.

If the other party has reserved a lot of seeds, they are still willing to share some.

 After all, wheat seeds are more expensive than grain, so they can be sold for more money.

Listening to the shopkeeper's narration, Baiyunxi thanked him repeatedly and said that he would go and inquire about it himself.

After knowing the market price, Baiyunxi came back with a basket on his back, and bought Yaya a candied haws on the way.

When she got home, it was just around noon. Mrs. Du saw her mother-in-law holding a bag in one hand and a basket on her back. She looked strangely heavy and hurriedly came over to take it.

Looking at the old hen with its legs tied in the basket, Mrs. Du was stunned. It turned out that her mother-in-law was not just talking about it casually, but she really bought an old hen.

 After being stunned, I felt a little sour in my heart.

 ‘Did the mother-in-law really buy an old hen for her? ’

 (End of this chapter)