I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

Wang Dashan didn't bring Datou and Ertou with him this time. The village provided a cart, and everyone will take turns pulling it back.

There were twelve people in total, including several children. The cart was empty, so the adults let the children sit on it.

Along the way, Wang Yiyi discovered that everyone wasn't as anxious as she had imagined; it seemed that being robbed was a very minor matter.

She later learned that most families in the village had only had their grain stolen; they preferred to bury their money underground, so most of it remained untouched.

Occasionally, those who are unlucky and, like Li, hide their money at home may have relatives who can lend a hand.

Two months or so passed by as long as you tighten your belt.

Wang Yiyi sighed again, saying that her family was really unlucky!

They've been robbed of their food and money, and they don't have a single reliable relative to help them out.

The men were fast travelers, and they arrived in Shi County by noon.

As soon as they entered the city, Wang Yiyi said, "Dad, I want to go for a walk."

Wang Dashan hesitated for only a moment before agreeing, "Don't wander off, wait for me here in an hour."

Wang Yi nodded and got off the cart.

Wang Dashan then went to the rice shop with everyone else.

Wang Yiyi squeezed her pockets, looking worried. She didn't have a single copper coin. How was she going to buy earrings?

The family only had so much money, and they were counting on it for the next two months, so she was too embarrassed to ask for help.

After thinking for a long time, she pulled out a dagger.

Although the person from that higher plane replaced all her weapons with swords and daggers, the materials used were of the highest quality, sharp and durable.

Instead of selling them directly, she went to a weapons shop.

Although it was called a weapons shop, it mainly sold hoes and farm tools. Only a few swords and knives hung on the wall, which looked like they had been covered in a layer of dust.

Wang Yiyi pretended to look around, and finally pointed to a knife on the wall: "Can I see this knife?"

The shop owner, all smiles, said, "Sir, you have a good eye. This is our shop's prized possession. It can cut iron like mud. You won't find another one like it in the entire Shi County."

Wang Yiyi laughed heartily: "Then I'll have to take a good look."

She drew the knife and glanced at it twice, and knew that this knife was worlds apart from hers.

Whether it was because it had been stored for too long or because of the manufacturing process, there was a slight rust at the joint of the knife handle. She touched the blade and estimated that it would be difficult to even chop a chicken.

She feigned extreme interest: "How much is this knife?"

The shop owner held up three fingers: "This is made of fine steel, no worse than the ones in the military camp. I can tell you know your stuff, sir. If you buy this knife, I'll give you a free kitchen knife."

Wang Yi was surprised: "Three taels of silver?"

This was more expensive than she had imagined, and at the same time, she was overjoyed; her dagger could fetch a lot of silver.

She quickly pushed the knife back: "It's too expensive, I'll go check out other places."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Sir, isn't business all about give and take? I'll give you a discount of 300 coins."

Wang Yiyi seemed to be persuaded and turned back: "Shopkeeper, how about we do business together?"

The shop owner's smile remained unchanged: "What kind of business?"

Wang Yiyi took a dagger out of her pocket and placed it on the counter: "I want to ask the boss to help me sell this dagger."

The shop owner was a discerning person; his eyes lit up the moment Wang Yiyi took it out.

The dagger gleamed coldly, clearly an extraordinary weapon. He tried it out; the blade was thin and sharp, and his hand was easily cut when he placed it lightly. It was truly a fine knife.

How much do you want to sell it for?

Wang Yi held up five fingers: "I only want five taels of silver. As for how much you can sell it for, that's your business."

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment: "This dagger is indeed of superior quality, but it's a pity it doesn't have a scabbard. An ordinary wooden scabbard certainly won't do. A good scabbard would cost one tael of silver, and there aren't many people in Shi County willing to spend that much money on a dagger. I might not be able to sell it for a year or two. I can only offer three taels at most."

"Deal." Wang Yiyi said without the slightest hesitation: "But I need cash in return."

The shop owner readily agreed and took the silver directly from the counter.

Wang Yi carefully put away the silver, pretending to be reluctant to part with it: "This dagger was passed down from my ancestors. Now, for the sake of making a living, I have no choice but to sell it. I am already sorry to my ancestors. Please do not reveal the origin of this dagger."

He added, "If the shopkeeper doesn't sell it, don't worry, I'll buy it back someday."

The shop owner said solemnly, "I will definitely keep your words in mind, young friend."

Wang Yi put the silver in her pocket and went straight to the place where she had bought the earrings last time.

The stall owner still remembered Wang Yiyi and greeted her with a smile: "Sir, what else do you want to buy this time? If you keep haggling like that, I really can't sell to you today. This is a small business of mine."

Wang Yi asked, "Do you still have the earrings I bought the day before yesterday?"

The stall owner pulled out a few more pairs of earrings from under his feet: "I don't have any that are exactly the same, these are just similar in appearance."

Wang Yiyi understood this. It's hard for something that isn't mass-produced to be exactly the same. She picked one that was similar and paid the same price as before.

The stall owner looked helpless: "I'm actually doing business at a loss."

Even so, he quickly wrapped up the earrings and handed them to Wang Yiyi.

Having finished his business in the city, and with time still ahead of him, Wang Yi began to wander aimlessly.

She wanted to find some ways to make money.

Although the food in the RV was enough for their family to eat and drink, they couldn't rely on it completely. If one day the food stopped being able to reproduce indefinitely, the family would starve. Also, they couldn't sell things too often.

This place isn't far from the border military camp. If they discover those weapons, they'll definitely trace it back to her.

She didn't want to take that risk.

She looked around but didn't find anything particularly suitable.

She could only cook fast food to open a restaurant; she didn't have enough capital to open a fabric shop; and she wouldn't need cosmetics in the apocalypse...

She had the space to open a security escort agency, but that would inevitably expose her, so she shook her head and gave up the idea.

She regretted not reading more books on finance and economics; otherwise, she would have been able to tell at a glance what kind of business could make money.

Soon, the time she had agreed to meet Wang Dashan arrived, so she had no choice but to go and meet him.

When I arrived, Wang Dashan was already waiting there, smiling and talking to the person next to him.

Judging from his expression, Wang Yiyi guessed that the grain purchase would go smoothly this time.

Sure enough, when he saw Wang Yiyi, he smiled and took out a candied hawthorn: "Did you have fun? We'll go home once everyone's here."

Wang Yi nodded and took the candied hawthorn, eating it. It was sweet and sour, a taste she hadn't had in a long time.

After yesterday's conversation, he clearly felt that Wang Dashan's attitude towards him had changed, from observing and probing to genuinely caring for him.