Chapter 692: Being a Workhorse
Before Bai Yunxi could ask, the waiter who had finished his work came over and said, "Auntie, we have all the horse equipment you need. It's very complete. If you need anything, I'll introduce it to you.
Listening to the waiter's tone, Bai Yunxi turned his head,
"I need to configure a set of horse equipment. It doesn't need to be too complicated. I just need a saddle, saddle pad, girth, stirrups, and reins. That's it. There is no need to configure the rest."
It’s probably not cheap to buy a complete set of harness, but if you already have a horse, how can you do it without a saddle?
Fortunately, Ma Congmin, who is redeeming it, does not need too complicated accessories, just some practical items.
"Come on, our saddles are made of good materials, which means they are durable. The saddles are made of willow, elm, and birch. The saddle pads and reins are made of cowhide, sheepskin, or fabric..."
Listening to the waiter's introduction, Bai Yunxi nodded and expressed his understanding. The cowhide of this period was a luxury product and was very expensive, so he just PASSed it.
After much thought, Baiyunxi decided to buy a set of fabric saddlery first. The frame of the saddle was made of willow wood, which was considered the cheapest configuration.
Later, she would have to ask her daughter if she knew how to make things like saddle pads, reins, and girths. Wouldn't it be cheaper to buy fabrics and embroider them by yourself, and it would also look better?
As for the leather material, it is too luxurious for her to buy at the moment.
Even so, it cost five guan to buy one set, which made me feel distressed.
"I wonder if you have carriages for sale here?"
"Of course, the carriages are in the backyard. If you want to see them, I will take you there.
Even though Baiyunxi chose the cheapest harness, the waiter was still very enthusiastic.
During this period, not many families could afford to raise horses, and even the squires in the town only used mules to travel.
Bai Yunxi followed the waiter to the backyard. As the waiter said, the carriages are also made of different materials. In addition to the wood material, it is also the carving process. The more expensive the wood, the more delicate and complicated the carvings are, and the price is accordingly higher.
The waiter looked at Baiyunxi and chuckled, "If you want to be strong and durable, old elm and locust wood are good choices. As for birch and fir, the prices are on the higher side, but their durability is actually about the same."
Listening to the waiter's introduction, Bai Yunxi chuckled and chose a boxcar made of locust wood. It cost six guan, plus the saddle, and it took him 11 guan at once.
After paying, the waiter helped her pull the carriage to the street and park it on the side of the road.
"Are you here alone, madam? This carriage is not light. Why don't you leave the carriage first and go back and ask someone to pull it? You can also bring the horses and just hitch them and pull them away."
Baiyunxi was stunned after hearing the waiter's reminder.
Yes, why didn't she think of bringing the horse with her?
Originally, he could just put it on and leave, but now he had to be dragged home by her.
Just when she was thinking about whether to go back and bring the horse over, she heard a shout from the other side,
"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly, drive..."
As soon as Bai Yunxi turned around, he saw a mule cart whizzing past his eyes. Wherever the mule cart passed, there were figures of people fleeing in panic.
"Why are there such domineering people in this town? They don't care about the people on the street and just run rampant?"
Listening to Bai Yunxi's dissatisfied tone, the waiter shook his head, "Oh, it looks like Zhao Bazi's condition is getting worse again."
"That was the Zhao family's mule cart just now?" Bai Yunxi squinted, wasn't it useless? It's not fatal, so why does the condition worsen?
Listening to Bai Yunxi's inquiry, the waiter couldn't help but sigh,
"People in the town say that the Zhao family has suffered retribution. Who made Zhao Bazi famous? He bullies men and dominates women. God can't stand it and just kills him. I heard that Zhao Bazi is unwilling to give in and is here every day. There was a commotion at home and he kicked and injured three concubines who were taking care of him."
"I didn't listen to the doctor. I cried and howled every day, which caused the condition to worsen. Dr. Cheng was invited in several times, and I heard that he was already dead..."
Speaking of this, the waiter suddenly slapped his mouth,
"Mom, don't blame me. I was the one who spoke out loud and should be punished."
Listening to the waiter's tone, Bai Yunxi's mouth twitched.
"It doesn't matter, the natural cycle of retribution will bring displeasure."
"Who says it's not the case? I heard that Manager Zhao is taking his son to the county town to see a doctor. There are probably patients in the car."
The waiter shook his head and clicked his tongue. If the descendants of the family were destroyed, it would be useless to go anywhere unless the gods took action.
Baiyunxi pulled the carriage and drove all the way out of the town.
Fortunately, she never gave up exercising and could still carry the load even when pulling a carriage.
After walking for a while, Baiyunxi was exhausted and sweating. He could only sit and rest by the side of the road, looking up at the scorching sun and fanning himself with a handkerchief.
After resting for a while, she pulled the cart home again, regretting not bringing the horse with her, otherwise she wouldn't have struggled to pull the cart like an old scalper.
"Hey, mother?"
Just when Baiyunxi was exhausted and sweating profusely, she heard someone calling her. Looking at the stopped oxcart, Xiaosi and Wenyou both jumped out of the car and walked to Baiyunxi, looking at her in surprise. , and looked at the carriage again.
"Mom, why are you buying a carriage?"
Bai Yunxi picked up the handkerchief and wiped his forehead. Most of his clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his back. It was very uncomfortable.
"I bought a horse yesterday, and today it is equipped with a carriage and saddle."
Seeing the two of them, Bai Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief and waved directly,
"Hurry, tie the carriage to the back of the cart and let the oxen pull it, but I'm exhausted."
"Ah? Mom, you bought a horse? How expensive is it? Can our family afford a carriage in this situation?"
Xiao Si and Wen You joined forces to tie the carriage to the cart, and helped Bai Yunxi sit on the carriage, and asked curiously.
He had only been out for two days.
"It was all coincidence, I just bought it."
Bai Yunxi shrugged innocently. If he had known that the system would be configured as soon as he thought about it, the family would have had a horse long ago, and it would not have been delayed until now.
"How much did you buy it for?" Xiao Si looked at his mother, the horse was expensive.
"One hundred..." points.
Before Bai Yunxi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Si's surprise. He stared with big eyes and covered his chest, his face flushed with excitement.
"One hundred strings of money, almost costing our family a season's harvest."
Even Wen You nodded in agreement, "It's so expensive, it should be a good horse."
"You will know when you go back and see it. Your second brother is building a stable at home."
Bai Yunxi curled the corners of his lips, and Xiao Niu pulled the three people and the cart and walked home leisurely.
Sitting in the car, Bai Yunxi recovered and looked at Xiao Si, "How are the ducklings? The season is over. Can they hatch them?"
"They can hatch. I ordered another 1,000 ducks and will deliver them next month. Before the weather gets cold, I can raise the ducks to half-grown, so they can survive the winter."
"That's good."
As long as you take good care of them, there is no season for raising ducks.
Their current breeding conditions are primitive, and they use a mixture of various grains, bran and broken rice to feed them, so they grow relatively slowly. They can be raised to about 6 kilograms in half a year, just in time for the market at the end of the year.