Mao Xiaoyu did not like to take advantage of others. in the end, Rong Xiang could only compromise and keep the silver.
"Miss, the meal will cost 5 taels and 300 wen. The shop owner has instructed that you only need to pay 5 taels." The shop owner had told him to let Mao Xiaoyu and the others at the table to keep the rest.
This was obviously for Rong Xiang's sake. Mao Xiaoyu looked at Rong Xiang and saw him nod at her. She blinked.
Then, she smiled and took out some silver from her sleeve to pay the bill. "Thank you, Manager Li."
It seemed that Rong Xiang had a good relationship with Manager Li. 300 wen was equivalent to a month's salary of a strong laborer.
Rong Xiang's eyes looked around the shop and he cupped his fists to Manager Li.
Seeing Manager Li's response, Rong Xiang then said to Mao Xiaoyu, "Let's go. Don't you still need to buy something?"
In the morning, he heard Mao Xiaoyu and her daughter talking about buying utensils.
It was getting late. If they wanted to continue taking the Li Clan Village's ox-cart back to the village, they would have to go faster later.
The mother and daughter looked at each other. "Let's go and buy some utensils now."
Rong Xiang carried two bags of sauced beef and walked behind Mao Xiaoyu and her daughter. The three of them bought two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the stall. Mao Xiaoyu paid the copper coins without bargaining.
"I still need to buy another pot." The pot that her family was using now was also borrowed by her mother.
"There's a blacksmith's shop up ahead, and the gathering point for the ox-cart is also there." Rong Xiang was very familiar with the town.
Mao Xiaoyu was afraid that there was not enough time. She looked at the bank not far away. "Brother Rong, you take my mother to buy a pot. I will go to the bank to exchange some silver. see you at the gathering point late. "
After she finished speaking, she stuffed the rest of the silver into Liu Xianniang's hands.
Without waiting for the two of them to agree, Mao Xiaoyu ran quickly to the bank.
Liu Xianniang was afraid that her daughter would run away, so she quickly took a few steps forward.
"Auntie, the meeting point is at the easternmost part of this street. Xiaoyu can't be lost." In fact, if not for the time constraint, he would not have let Mao Xiaoyu go to the bank on her own. It was not safe to have so much money.
"This Xiaoyu, she's so frivolous." Liu Xianniang sighed.
She had noticed her daughter's change in the past two days, but she didn't think too much about it. She thought that she had been bullied too much, and all her resentment was triggered.
Even she herself had changed a lot because of this incident, right?
Rong Xiang just smiled, then picked up all his things and walked in front to lead the way.
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Mao Xiaoyu did not stay long in the bank.
she exchanged one of the 50 silver notes for three 10 silver notes.
The remaining 20 taels were exchanged for silver ingots.
"Manager, can you help me change this silver into silver pieces?" Mao Xiaoyu took out a silver ingot and handed it to the manager.
"Alright, please wait a moment, Miss." The manager of the bank had a good attitude.
Mao Xiaoyu smiled and nodded.
She planned to give the 50 taels to her mother. She opened the silver notes so that it would be more convenient for her mother to spend them.
Not long after, the manager of the bank took out the silver.
After Mao Xiaoyu expressed her gratitude, she took the silver and walked out of the bank.
She had already secretly kept the silver and notes in her Space.
At the gathering point of the ox-cart.
Mao Xiaoyu jogged over. When she arrived, the people on the ox-cart were not all there yet.
Climbing onto the ox-cart, Mao Xiaoyu sat beside her mother.
"Mother, have you bought the pot?" Mao Xiaoyu asked.
She did not even know if the little silver she had left from the meal was enough to pay for the pot.
Iron products should not be cheap in this era.
"I did. Rong Xiang helped me pay one tael of silver," Liu Xianniang said in a low voice.
She still picked a defective product, or it would have been more expensive.
Mao Xiaoyu nodded and took out a tael of silver from her 'sleeve'. "Brother Rong, here you go."
Rong Xiang did not take it. "Just keep it. If you want to calculate it so clearly, I'll have to pay you for lunch."
Hearing that, Mao Xiaoyu chuckled in her heart.
However, she did not force him. She would just give him a packet of sauced beef later as a thank-you gift.
After waiting for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the old man driving the ox-cart saw that the time had come. He did not care who had yet to return and drove the ox-cart out of the city.
When Mao Xiaoyu and the other two returned to the village, it was time for the villagers to get off work.
Along the way, they met many villagers. Some of them saw Mao Xiaoyu and the other two carrying things in their hands and began to feel disgruntled.
Originally, Rong Xiang was the one who carried the things. However, after buying the pot, Rong Xiang helped to carry the pot, while Miao Xiaoyu and Liu Xianninag carried the bowl, chopsticks, and sauced beef.
"Mao Liushi, you are really something. You don't even care about the work at home and you still have money to go out and buy things." The widow, Xiao Lishi, was the most envious.
She was not having a good time now because her mother died early, so her sister-in-law was in charge of the family now.
As a widow who had been driven back to her family, no one in her family had been kind to her.
Even the two taels of silver that she had brought back to her maiden family had been plundered by her sister-in-law.
"Are you a mad dog, biting whoever you can?" Mao Xiaoyu stood in front of her mother.
"The adults are talking, why are you interrupting, you little girl? Do you have any manners?" Xiao Lishi was the closest to Mao Zhushi, so naturally, she disliked Mao Xiaoyu even more.
In fact, she was only 20 years old. It was just that she was a talkative person and usually chatted with middle-aged women.
"You still have the face to talk about upbringing? I think you're the most uncultured in the whole village!" Mao Xiaoyu retorted.
"Little b*tch, you're amazing, aren't you? Even your grandfather and grandmother can't stand you anymore. Let's see how long you can keep showing off!" Xiao Lishi was displaying her shrew instincts.
Rong Xiang frowned. She could hear the hidden meaning in Xiao Lishi's words.
"Xiao Lishi, don't talk, just shut your mouth, you little b*tch. How did my daughter offend you? Why can't you tolerate her?" How could Liu Xianniang just watch her daughter get scolded?
"Mao Liushi, if I were you, I would stay at home and please my in-laws. But you, how dare you go out and hang around, and even spend so much money!?" She was a widow like her, so why did she have a better life than her?
"Liu Xianniang, you two should go home quickly. I heard your two siblings say that your mother-in-law has been cursing at home the whole day." One of Liu Xianniang's good friends said as she walked closer to Liu Xianniang.
"I understand. thank you, sister-in-law." Liu Xianniang nodded.
Why did her mother-in-law start scolding her again? Could it be that she had returned to 'normal'?
She could not be bothered to argue with Xiao Lishi, so she took her daughter's hand and ran straight home.
Rong Xiang's face darkened, and he took the pot and walked in different directions.
After turning and turning, he found a path with no one around. Rong Xiang went back to the back window of Mao Xiaoyu's house.
He still had the iron pot that Liu Xianniang had bought.
...
In the courtyard of the Mao family, Grandma Mao was cursing and swearing.