"Mother, if you want to go shopping, of course I'll keep you company, but do we really have to come to the Vegetable Market?"
Following instructions, Zhou Luming had put on her worst clothes, yet she still looked far, far better dressed than the ordinary people at the Market.
When the invitation came, she had been discussing yesterday's gossip with Third Younger Brother, so the two of them had accompanied Jiang Shuyue out.
Zhou Sesong also said worriedly, "Mother, the Market is crowded, with prying eyes everywhere and people from every walk of life. Whatever you need, just have the servants buy it. Why come yourself?"
"Because it's fun! As we were heading out, I suddenly thought of making something fermented, so I wanted to buy some ingredients and give it a try."
"Sir, how much for these rotten vegetable leaves? I'll take them all. Give me a discount."
The Vegetable Vendor had gathered up some rotten leaves and tossed them aside with the yellowed, unsightly ones. He had planned to let the old fellow who raised pigs collect them, never expecting anyone to want them.
"Two copper coins. If you want them, pack them up and take them."
"Fine, I'll take these nearly spoiled ones too. Little Peach, pay him."
Huahua: [You could have taken them for free. Why pay?]
Jiang Shuyue: [Because I want to experience the joy of spending money! The Marquis's Residence has everything I could want. It's so boring. I have nowhere to spend my allowance. It's stifling.]
Neither Zhou Luming nor Zhou Sesong had known their mother suffered from this particular problem.
Still, they really couldn't agree with her way of spending money.
Huahua disagreed too: [I won't stop you from cooking, but there's no need to buy rotten stuff.]
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