Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

Chapter 277 Living Bodhisattva

"Uncle Wang, the owner of the house I went to work for today wanted to buy some straw mats. I remembered you still had some, so I brought her to buy them from you!" Sister Luo said loudly.

Only then did the old man notice Zheng Yuan following behind Mrs. Luo.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Master, I'm really sorry, my room is dirty and shabby, and I can't invite you in to sit for a while." The old man bowed in the direction of Zheng Yuan, but he didn't see clearly whether Zheng Yuan was a man or a woman.

"Uncle, you are wrong! This is a lady!" Mrs. Luo hurriedly explained.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, Uncle Wang's eyesight hasn't been very good in the past two years, and it has become even worse in the past year. Even he has to rely on his not-so-best ears to distinguish us." Afraid that Zheng Yuan would blame her, Sister Luo explained to her again.

"Oh, look at me, a blind old man! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't blame me, ma'am!" The old man was afraid of offending Zheng Yuan and losing this business.

"It's okay, old man, just go and get your straw curtains." Zheng Yuan didn't care.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The old man kept apologizing, with a look of panic on his face.

"Uncle Wang! The lady said it's not your fault! Go and get your straw curtain!" Mrs. Luo leaned close to the old man's ear and repeated it loudly.

"Oh, ok, ok, I'll get it right away."

The old man obviously relaxed and turned to walk into the dark hut.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Uncle Wang's hearing is not very good. He can only hear you if you speak so loudly like this." Mrs. Luo smiled apologetically at Zheng Yuan.

"It's okay. It's not easy for the old man either. But doesn't he have any children? Why is he left living here alone without anyone to take care of him?" Zheng Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, Uncle Wang originally had two sons. But after the two sons got married, they separated. No one wanted to support the old couple, and they would always fight and quarrel whenever they talked about it. Uncle Wang probably couldn't stand it, so he moved out with Aunt."

"When my aunt passed away a few years ago, her two sons didn't show up, so we helped her take care of the funeral affairs. Uncle Wang's health is getting worse, and I don't know how many more years he can last." Mrs. Luo was a little sad.

Tsk, this is like giving birth to two barbecued porks.

However, this is their family matter, and outsiders are not aware of the details, so Zheng Yuan has no intention of prying into it too much.

After a long time, the old man came out dragging a bundle of straw mats and placed them at the door.

"Madam, take a look at this straw curtain. Is it okay? Although Uncle Wang's eyesight is not very good, he has put a lot of effort into weaving it."

Mrs. Luo took it and neatly spread out the curtain for Zheng Yuan to see.

Zheng Yuan leaned in closer and took a quick look.

It is well woven, with appropriate spacing and is very sturdy. You can tell that it was woven with great care.

"That's right, old man! How much does this bundle of curtains cost?" Zheng Yuan asked loudly.

"Twenty cents a bundle." The old man held up two fingers.

"Okay! Just give me all the ones you have! I want them all!"

"Ah?" The old man thought he had heard it wrong.

"Uncle Wang! This lady said she wants them all! I'll go in with you and take out all the curtains!" Sister Luo repeated.

"Hey, this, this... Do you want so much? If you want so much, I'll charge you eighteen cents per bundle." The old man was so excited that he was a little at a loss.

Normally, no one wanted his straw mats. Occasionally, someone would buy a bundle and he would be happy for a long time. But this time, someone actually wanted to buy all of them in one go.

"No need, old man! Just go and get it out!"

Life was already so difficult for him, and yet he was still thinking about saving a few cents. Zheng Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right away. Mr. Luo, please come in and help me. My eyes are useless and I'm stumbling around. I can't delay Madam's business."

Mrs. Luo responded and followed him in.

After a while, Mrs. Luo came out with the straw mats in her arms. She ran back and forth several times before she finished moving them.

There are seven bundles in total, but the straw mats are quite large, so they have to be carried out one bundle at a time.

Zheng Yuan took a look and found nothing wrong, so he took out his purse from his pocket and gave the old man two hundred coins.

The old man looked so miserable, and there was nothing Zheng Yuan could do. He could only give him more so that he could feel better.

"Old man! This is money! Keep it!"

"Okay, okay! Thank you, ma'am! Thank you, ma'am!" The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly to take it.

As soon as the copper coins reached the old man's hands, he realized that the number was wrong.

"Madam! Did you give too much money?" the old woman said as she touched the money quickly.

"Not much! Old man! Your straw mat is very well woven, it's worth the price!" Zheng Yuan said loudly.

"How can this be good? How can this be good? No, no, you take it back."

Having said that, the old man was about to return the money to Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan quickly dodged.

"Uncle! Please keep it! This lady is a good person!" Mrs. Luo stepped forward and held the old man's hand.

Mrs. Luo could naturally see that Zheng Yuan had given too much money, and she also knew that it was Zheng Yuan's kindness, so she let the old man accept it.

"This... Madam, you are a living Bodhisattva~" the old man said with a crying voice.

"Don't think too much, old man. Take care of yourself. We still have to go to the next store to buy straw mats. Leave these here first and come back to get them later."

Zheng Yuan was afraid of such a sentimental scene, so he said a few words of comfort and took Mrs. Luo away.

"Madam, you are such a good person! I thank you on behalf of Uncle Wang." Mrs. Luo thanked Zheng Yuan gratefully.

"What kind of good man is he? He's just someone who's not living a happy life himself but can't bear to see the sufferings of the world, so he'll help as much as he can." Zheng Yuan said calmly.

"If one cannot bear to see the sufferings of the world, then he is a great kind person! A living Bodhisattva!" Mrs. Luo said firmly.

"Pfft!"

Zheng Yuan was amused by Mrs. Luo's confident look, and his mood improved a lot.

Mrs. Luo saw her smile and smiled too.

Zheng Yuan asked her what she was laughing at, and she just shook her head.

She was happy. This was a good host that she would rarely meet in her life.

Mrs. Luo led Zheng Yuan through many twists and turns in the alley and finally arrived at another house selling curtains.

Although this family also lives a hard life, their situation is much better than that of that old man.

This family is supported by a son, and the straw mats were woven by two elderly people to reduce the burden on the child.

This family had a lot of straw mats, eleven bundles in total. Zheng Yuan bought them all and gave them to them at the price of twenty cents per bundle.

The family was so grateful that they wanted to kowtow to Zheng Yuan. Zheng Yuan was so scared that he quickly supported them.

Seeing that Zheng Yuan and the others had no tools, the man of the house volunteered to borrow a wheelbarrow and helped them transport the straw mats home.

Zheng Yuan thought about it and decided not to refuse this kindness. Firstly, they really didn't have any tools, and if they were to move alone, they didn't know when they would be able to move; secondly, accepting others' gratitude was also a form of respect.

Mrs. Luo told the man the location of the courtyard and asked him to help move the seven bundles at Uncle Wang's door. After making arrangements, the two of them left, as they still had to buy other things.

After buying ten large basins and having the store deliver them to the courtyard, Zheng Yuan asked Mrs. Luo to take her to buy kitchen supplies.

It would be troublesome to eat out every day if we were to stay here for so many days, so Zheng Yuan decided to cook for himself.

Mrs. Luo took her to the grocery store to buy oil, rice, bowls and chopsticks, and other seasonings. They then went to a butcher's shop to buy some meat, and to a vegetable farmer to buy some vegetables. Then the two of them returned with a lot of bags.

Passing by the toothpaste shop, Zheng Yuan went in and told Manager Fang that he didn't need to worry about their meals these days, as it was embarrassing to always trouble him.

When they returned home, the straw mats were already piled in the yard, and two large basins had also been delivered. Duan Minmin and Wang Saozi were washing rose petals, and a bricklayer was building a stove in the woodshed.

It seems that some roses have been delivered during the time they were away.