"Qing'er, can you walk?" Yang Huazhou turned his head and asked Yang Ruqing who was beside him.

In the eyes of a Han man, something called heartache and guilt flickered.

"Qing'er, it is your uncle who is incompetent. I couldn't get a cart. This thirty miles will have you walking on your own... Uncle..."

"Fifth Uncle, what are you talking about? Qinger is not one of those pampered young ladies from a wealthy landowner's family. This thirty-mile journey is nothing!"

Yang Ruqing's eyes sparkled as she said.

Besides, Qing'er loves to walk now. She sweats all over and I can even lose some of this excess fat, how great is that!

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"Um..." Yang Huazhou was completely speechless. Was that even a reason?

The man's eyes swept over Yang Ruqing again, as if he had discovered something. Yang Huazhou was a little surprised and said: "Speaking of which, Uncle thinks you've really lost some weight these days, your face... has shrunk by a whole circle!"

"Really, Uncle?"

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Yang Ruqing was delighted to hear this, and she stretched out one hand to touch her face randomly.

To be honest, she touches it every day, but she really can't figure out what it is.

However, she did believe that Yang Huazhou hadn't lied to her. She had definitely lost weight these past few days.

I no longer have to eat the rations for myself, my parents, and me. I also don't sleep in the day anymore.

After crossing over, I standardized my sleep schedule, reduced my diet, and increased my exercise. I'm constantly busy both at home and outside every day.

"Uncle, Qing'er will keep getting thinner and thinner until she becomes a normal-sized girl. Just wait and see!" Yang Ruqing giggled mischievously.

Yang Huazhou chuckled: "As long as your bones are healthy, being a little plump or thin doesn't really matter. You look great like this, in my eyes you're beautiful. I bet there isn't another girl around here who is as charming as you."

Yang Ruqing was speechless. This fifth uncle thought she was a simple and clumsy man, but unexpectedly, when it came to doting words, he was also very good at it!

“Come, hang your basket on this pole!”

Yang Huazhou felt sorry for Yang Ruqing because she was small and weak, so he insisted on taking the basket.

"Wow, this rabbit is really heavy. It must weigh at least five pounds," he asked.

“Passed, five jin and eight liang!”

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“Well, what are you going to do with this rabbit? Send it to the tavern or sell it at the 瓦 Market?” Yang Huazhou asked again.

“Uncle, this is my first time coming to town to do business. I don't know the market prices. You might as well tell me about them first!” Yang Ruqing said.

As for the ancient buying and selling customs and general market trends, Yang Ruqing from her past life had browsed through similar books and records.

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She wasn't as blind as she claimed to be. It's just that the price trends of this ancient era she had traveled to were unknown to her, and she wasn't sure how they compared to those of ancient China. So, it was best to get clarification for peace of mind!

Yang Huazhou thought for a moment, organized his thoughts, and told Yang Ruqing the prices of things he knew that were closely related to life.

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Yang Ruqing combed through the information Yang Huazhou had provided once more, and soon she had a good grasp of it.

In this era, steamed buns and eggs both cost one penny each. Pork costs fifteen pennies per pound.

Like rabbits and eels, these wild game are priced a bit higher than pork, about thirty wen per jin.

About the purchasing power of ancient Chinese currency, one wen was roughly equivalent to one yuan (Chinese currency) in today's terms. One tael of silver was equal to one thousand wens, so one tael of silver was worth about one thousand yuan!

“This lively rabbit would definitely be sold immediately at a wine house, but the price there would probably be lower than in the 瓦 market. If it were sold in the 瓦 market, the price should be better, but it wouldn't sell as quickly. It would have to wait!” Yang Huazhou analyzed.

Yang Ruqing thought for a moment, "I'll go to the Wa Market and try my luck first!"

The uncle and nephew continued on their journey, walking for thirty miles. On the way, they stopped once to rest, drank tea prepared by Mrs. Sun, and then continued their journey.

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"Qing'er, we're almost there."

"Hmm!"

Yang Ruqing nodded, her gaze fixed on the undulating expanse of grayish-blue houses ahead. This was Qinghui Town.

It was a little different from the picture she had in her mind. There weren't bustling crowds of people, nor were there grand restaurants, teahouses, or shops.

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On either side of the wide stone street, capable of accommodating two carriages abreast, stood rows of low-lying houses. Each doorway bore a sign, some adorned with flags and streamers, indicating the trade conducted within.

“Northern big flatbreads, old fermented buns, steamed pork buns with thin skin and plenty of filling...Just out of the oven, come quick to buy them!”

At the doorway of the nearby steamed bun shop, an employee was loudly hawking, carrying out basket after basket of freshly cooked buns and placing them on a wooden table over a meter long.

There was a hollow, circular opening in the table, leading down to a brazier burning beneath with boiling water, sending up hot bubbles.

The attendant placed the steamer basket on top to heat and keep warm. He lifted the lid of the topmost basket, and hot steam wafted out, instantly filling the air with the unique aroma of steamed buns.

A circle of people had already gathered around the table, buying and selling in groups of three and two.

Yang Ruqing was so tempted by the fragrance that she swallowed hard, her mouth watering. She had only eaten vegetable porridge last night and, after hurrying on the road this morning, she didn't even have a grain of rice in her stomach.

Looking at those steamed buns piled up like a small mountain, I felt as if my chest was about to touch my back.

"Qing'er, are you hungry? Your uncle bought you a big meat bun!"

Yang Huazhou said, and was about to put down the burden on his shoulders. He was stopped by Yang Ruqing.

"Uncle, there's no rush to eat. Let's go to the Wa Market and sell some things first," Yang Ruqing said.

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Early in the morning is when a day's plan should be made. With people enjoying peace and prosperity, the marketplace will certainly have more people than at other times of the day.

She can't delay.

Besides, the deal hadn't even started yet, and they were already spending money. She wouldn't agree to it, and Yang Huazhou wouldn't either.

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Yang Huazhou's money was counted by the Qiushi family, with each copper coin being tallied meticulously. If one copper coin went missing, it would be immediately noticed!

Yang Huazhou, unable to resist, could only send Yang Ruqing to the Tile Market north of the town first.

On the way, Yang Huazhou told Yang Ruqing in detail about the situation in Wa City.

The "Wa" market is just a term, meaning a place where all sorts of things related to daily life are exchanged.

There are stalls of various kinds that set up shop here permanently. The stall owners all have to pay taxes to the government on a regular basis. Some, like Yang Ruqing, don't have fixed stalls and are temporary, more mobile vendors.

These vendors are all farmers, fishermen, and hunters from around the town...

Every few days, I come to Washi Market to sell things, and each time I have to pay a certain site fee. Of course, these temporary sites are definitely not comparable to those fixed stalls. Those people who operate here permanently pay higher rent, and their stalls are definitely prime locations.

Like Yang Ruqing, someone who just comes to sell temporarily, if they give you a corner, it's already great!

Luckily, the venue fee wasn't much. Yang Ruqing paid five copper coins, and then followed Yang Huaizhou into the bustling market of Washi.

This was Yang Ruqing's first time stepping into the ancient tile market. A pair of curious eyes looked around curiously.

This is undoubtedly an ancient agricultural market, selling vegetables, fruits, poultry, and more.