The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

So that alluring, complex fragrance was made from these strange tree bark and leaves.

No wonder Aunt Lin's meat never tastes the same.

Fearing that the little girl wouldn't understand, Grandpa kindly reminded her, "Do you have these at home? If you do, you don't need to buy them. These things keep well and are usually only added to meat dishes or braised dishes to enhance the flavor."

"No, we don't have any of these at home." Ya Ya frowned, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, looking like she wanted to buy them but didn't really want to.

"How about I give you five yuan extra, and you can go back and have your parents cook something?"

five yuan.

These unusual tree bark and leaves can be used to make dishes that taste like braised pork...

Ya Ya finally made up her mind, nodded her little head, and said, "Okay, Grandpa, could you please give me five yuan?"

The stall owner gave her a small packet containing six common spices: star anise, cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns, bay leaves, fennel seeds, and angelica root.

It was placed in a small, transparent bag, sealed with tape, and placed in Ya Ya's outstretched little hand.

It's light and has almost no weight.

Ya Ya held the bag and smelled it; the complex fragrance could be smelled even through the bag. She put the small bag of spices into the cart, paid, noted the location of the stall, and continued walking.

I wonder if the lady selling reading glasses is still there; she wants to buy a few pairs.

The grandpas and grandmas in the village are all weaving baskets now. Those reading glasses are very useful, but unfortunately there's only one pair, so they only take turns wearing them for a while when weaving the intricate parts.

When I arrived at the spot where the young lady had set up her stall, I looked around.

It was completely empty; the young lady's little cart and cardboard box were nowhere to be found.

Ya Ya pouted slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

Sigh, I should have bought more last time.

There's nothing I can do but wait until tomorrow. Maybe the young lady will come again tomorrow.

Oh, right, she seems to have seen something similar at that two-dollar store we went to during the day. I'll go ask about it tomorrow morning.

Ya Ya looked up at the sky and quickened her pace; she needed to go to the back to see if there were any turkeys to hunt.

The grocery section of the morning market is never as lively as the food section, and there are far fewer people there.

"Clearance sale! Jackets clearance! Limited sizes clearance! Ten dollars a piece—"

The familiar sound of the horn drifted over from afar. Ya Ya put her little hand to her forehead, her eyes lit up, and it was a familiar face—the older brother who sold flower jackets last time!

She pushed the cart over.

The guy was scrolling through short videos with his legs crossed when he looked up and saw the little kid who had helped him clear out a bunch of stock last time was back.

He was staring intently at the row of cotton trousers hanging next to his stall.

The young man was immediately delighted:

Hey! I even prayed to the God of Wealth before leaving home today, and this little God of Wealth really came to my door!

He put down his phone without making a sound, quietly rummaged under a box at his feet and pulled out a few pairs of yellow coral fleece pants, quickly hung them on the side of his stall, and then greeted them with a smile: "Little one, you're here again?"

"Good morning, brother!" Ya Ya greeted him obediently, her eyes still glued to his pants. The little flowers on the pants were crowded together, some pink, some yellow, and some purple, like a spring garden woven into a black and blue cloth, looking lively and beautiful.

"How much are these pants? Are they also ten yuan?"

She squatted on the ground, her little hands touching her trouser legs.

These pants have a quilted outer layer, but the inside is made of thick brown fleece that feels warm to the touch.

Seeing how much she liked it, the young man took down a pair of pants and asked, "How was the coat I bought you last time? Did Grandpa and Grandma like it?"

Ya Ya nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice: "I love it! Everyone wears it every day!"

"I'm glad you like them." The young man smiled and reached out to tug at the waistband of his cotton-padded pants. "Are you buying twenty pairs of these cotton-padded pants too? They're elastic-waisted cotton-padded pants. If you want twenty pairs, I'll give you a 10% discount, so they're nine yuan each."

As he spoke, he gave a gentle tug, and the waistband of his pants "whooshed" up a size, then "whooshed" back to its original position when he let go.

"It's incredibly stretchy; it fits everyone from 80 to 140 pounds!"

Ya Ya's eyes widened in amazement; those pants were amazing!

It's like a magic trick.

She looked down at her coarse linen pants, which her aunt had bought for her, but she hadn't had a chance to wear them yet.

I couldn't wear them to bed at night, and I was busy buying medicine for Grandpa Village Chief during the day. After finishing all that, I forgot that I had new pants.

Wow, these pants are amazing!

Unlike their coarse linen trousers, which were tied with cloth belts, these trousers were worn with thick coats so that the belts were not visible when looking down, making it difficult to go to the outhouse.

"Yes, yes, I want these pants!"

The sprouts nodded like chicks pecking at rice. Just look at the quantity; they're so long, you could stuff a small pea or a bean inside.

They definitely won't make it.

"Brother, do you have any floral pants like these for little kids?"

The young man's lips twitched again; the little fortune teller always manages to surprise people.

The patterns on these old men's and women's clothes—which retailer would be crazy enough to make children's versions of them...?

"No, but you can buy one and have your grandma alter it into two smaller ones." Cotton-padded trousers for the elderly are usually made larger, making them easier to alter.

Ya Ya gestured with her hand a couple of times, and it seemed to actually work.

"Then I want... twenty strips, please!" Ya Ya wanted to say nineteen strips, but then she remembered that her brother had just said to buy twenty strips, which would cost nine yuan each.

Each one is one yuan less, so twenty of them are a full twenty yuan less!

It's much more cost-effective than Article 19!

The delivery guy was grinning from ear to ear; it was another big order of twenty items.

He waved the coral fleece pants he had just taken down in his hand. "Take a look at these? These aren't as thick. It's going to get warm soon, so these will be perfect. This is the only color left. If you want them, I'll give them to you for five yuan each."

A bright, vibrant yellow color struck Ya Ya directly in the eyes of the bud.

Even their dark, bright pupils were tinged with a bright yellow.

"Wow--"

Ya Ya was completely captivated by the bright yellow color. "So, so beautiful..."