Mu Shuangshuang's head was hurting even more now. Green beans cost eight coins per pound, flour five coins per pound, and Yu Si Niang's daily wage was only six or seven coins. Eight coins were rare too, meaning that even after working all day, Yu Si Niang couldn't afford a pound of green beans?
Oh dear, why are coarse grains in ancient times so expensive?
No wonder the silly boy said that the vendors at the market often changed. If you bought some coarse flour to make buns to sell at the town, you'd lose money if you couldn't sell them, working all day and still not having enough to buy raw materials.
"Shuangshuang, what's wrong? Why aren't you speaking? You asked about the price of green beans, are you thinking of making green bean soup?
Your grandmother grows some green beans, and nobody at home eats them. Should I go to your grandmother's house to get some tomorrow?"
