Li Jiaoniang didn't expect that Luo Cheng was so careful.

Not wanting to worry him, she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Brother Luo."

The two of them cleaned up the main house, washed each other, and went into the kitchen together.

"There is half a can of pheasant soup left last night... By the way, do you have any staple food at home? You can't eat enough just by drinking soup." Li Jiaoniang opened the sand can containing the soup and asked Luo Cheng.

After the pheasant soup was cold, a light layer of butter floated on it.

When I lived with my grandma in my previous life, my grandma would use this layer of oil to put the noodles under the leaves, pick a few small vegetables and put them in the noodle soup and blanch it. It should not be too delicious.

Thinking of the deliciousness, Li Jiaoniang stretched out her tongue and licked her lower lip.

Alas, I wonder if Luo Cheng’s family still has flour. She once learned to use her grandmother to roll the noodles and just put them in for a show.

"No more, even the last little millet was made into porridge yesterday." Luo Cheng scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'll borrow some rice and flour from Aunt Xiang, and I'll deal with it for one day. I'll go into the mountain and sell it after I'll have money to buy rice and flour."

With more personal meals at home, he has to work harder.

Luo Cheng walked out of the kitchen and looked for a straw hat to hide the rain.

Li Jiaoniang stuffed the small piece of firewood into the stove and made hot soup. At this time, she remembered something. Luo Cheng said yesterday that his family owed a lot of money and creditors were spread all over the village.

He has a good relationship with the Xiang family and must have borrowed money. Today he went to borrow rice and flour...

If you borrow too much, people will hate it, and good neighbors will also deteriorate.

Li Jiaoniang sighed in her heart. When she lowered her head, she accidentally saw her shoes, and her eyes lit up.

She was wearing a pair of best embroidered shoes, or the one she wore from the Li family. There was a pink peony embroidered at the tips of the two shoes, and the stamens were five small pearls.

I go, she actually has a small amount of money?!

Li Jiaoni was overjoyed and pulled down five pearls from one shoe.

"Brother Luo Cheng, you can wait a moment."

Luo Cheng was wearing a hat and was about to walk out of the back door when he heard her shouting and turned around, "What's wrong, sweet girl?"

Li Jiaoniang stood under the eaves of the kitchen, smiled and reached out to him, "Give it, take it."

"What?" Luo Cheng walked up to her and looked at her palm in confusion.

In the white palm, five white pearls the size of lychee cores were lying.

"Do you use this for food?" Li Jiaoniang said with a smile.

Luo Cheng remembered that this was on her shoes, so he immediately shook his head, "No, how can you exchange your food for food? Keep it in stock."

He turned around and left.

"If you don't go, then I'll go." Li Jiaoniang picked up her skirt and ran into the rain and fog.

She ran in a hurry, stepped on the mud, her body flashed, and she almost slipped.

Luo Cheng quickly reached out to help him, "You are just sick and can't get wet in the rain." He pushed her back under the eaves.

"If you don't let me go, then you go? This is just a decoration, and it's also a place to put it." Li Jiaoniang stuffed five small pearls into Luo Cheng's pocket, "We are under the same roof, and we have to help each other. Brother Luo, how can I eat for nothing?"

Luo Cheng shook his palms guiltily, "Okay, when I have money in the future, I will buy back a bigger pearl."

Li Jiaoni smiled and said, "That's right. You can have enough food to make more money."

Luo Cheng glanced at her, pursed his lips and left.

He would repay her ten times, and he thought to himself.

...

With five pearls, Luo Cheng exchanged for ten kilograms of rice, two kilograms of millet, two kilograms of white flour, one kilogram of sorghum noodles, and one kilogram of salt.
Chapter completed!