I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Twenty-seven Dragons (2)

When passing by a pastry store, Mu Wanwan smelled the sweet smell of milk.
This was a smell she only encountered before transmigrating here.
After transmigrating into this book, she had not even had sweets before, let alone pastries.

What about buying some sugar?

It must have also been a very long time since Mister Long ate anything sweet.

As Mu Wanwan thought, she found a shop selling sugar and asked, “Boss, how much are you selling sugar for?”

The boss was a middle-aged man with a chubby face who looked very kind, “White sugar and malt sugar are three silver coins a catty, and osmanthus sugar is five silver coins apiece.”

Mu Wanwan, “………”

So expensive!

She now recalled that sugar was a luxury good in this world, and it wasn’t something the average person could afford.

“How about it? Are you buying?” asked the boss.

After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth and said, “Give me one silver coin’s worth of white sugar.”

“All right.” The boss nodded, not making any comment on her stingy behaviour.
Mu Wanwan guessed that it was because people generally only bought sugar a little bit at a time, and the boss was already unfazed by this request.

When she received the small bag of white sugar, Mu Wanwan felt her heart was bleeding.
The sugar that only cost a few dollars a packet in the supermarket in her previous life cost more than ten times here.
However, the thought that Mister Long could taste something other than plain congee and salted congee did make her a little happy.

“By the way, Boss, do you know where I can buy eggs?” said Mu Wanwan.

“You can buy those not far ahead.
There are also chickens and cows for sale.” The boss pointed the way.
Mu Wanwan thanked him and went straight to her destination.
She spent one silver coin to buy two spirit eggs for Mister Long, and five copper coins on five regular eggs for herself.

After she bought all the things she could think of, the sky gradually became overcast and a light rain had begun to fall.
Mu Wanwan looked for a remote corner to keep everything into the infinity pouch, then shifted the basket on her back to her front.

The basket was empty, containing only some materials needed for embroidery that she had bought to use as a cover.
Holding the old but still usable umbrella, she went outside to look for Hong Ye.

Hong Ye was waiting outside with the ox wearing a large bamboo hat.
The instant she saw her, she waved somewhat happily, “Madam, did the vegetables sell well today?”

“Not bad.” Mu Wanwan openly showed her what was in her basket, “I thought what you said was quite right, so I bought some materials for embroidery.
I’ll do it in the spare time in between taking care of our sovereign.”

“Haha, that’s good.” When Hong Ye saw that she had really bought embroidery fabric and other materials, she didn’t ask any more questions.
Mu Wanwan got onto the cart, and the two started on the path back to the manor.

She bought quite a lot of things this time—two sets of underclothes for Mister Long, one set for herself, a mattress and some fabric for embroidery, all of which cost her one low-grade spirit stone.
Then, she spent another low-grade spirit stone to buy some meat and other types of vegetable seeds, and some rice and noodles.

Apart from those, the biggest expenses were sugar and eggs.

Actually, Mu Wanwan also wanted to buy some heating stones as the weather was getting increasingly colder and she was afraid that the house wouldn’t be warm enough.

Here, the average family burned charcoal to keep warm, and only some very rich families would buy heating stones.
Heating stones were not cheap—even a Grade 1 one cost two silver coins apiece, and to maintain the temperature of a room, at least thirty heating stones were needed.

Considering that the small amount of money she had now was still rather little, Mu Wanwan did not buy any heating stones and only bought a little charcoal back.
She gritted her teeth and resolved to cultivate even more spiritual plants, then buy the heating stones next time.

Sitting in the ox cart, she wondered if Mister Long was hungry after she had been away for so long today.
Also, he shouldn’t have been bullied by anyone, right?

She was a little worried and wanted to hurry back.

But the sky was not cooperative; the journey which usually took less than an hour seemed extraordinarily long today.
When they were halfway on their journey, it was raining harder and harder.
The old umbrella could not hold up to such heavy rain at all.
As Mu Wanwan clutched the umbrella to shield herself from the rain, she was thankful that she had hidden everything in the infinity pouch.

But the weather was very bad; the ground was muddy, and the ox moved very slowly.
By the time she arrived at the manor, Mu Wanwan was soaked to the bone.
Her hair was dripping wet, and the thread and pieces of fabric in her basket she had spent a dozen copper coins on were also completely soaked.

Hong Ye did not fare any better.
In fact, as she had to drive the ox cart, her hands were frozen even redder than hers, like two swollen carrots.

“Madam, I'll see you off here.” Hong Ye sent Mu Wanwan to the entrance of the courtyard, her voice a little shaky from the cold.

“Thank you, Hong Ye.” Mu Wanwan thanked her sincerely, speaking loudly through the pouring rain.

“Madam, if you want to go out ten days later, I’ll drive you again,” said Hong Ye loudly, waving at Mu Wanwan, then leading the ox away.