Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Chapter 102: If you have milk, you are a mother

It really fits the saying, "Whoever gives you milk is your mother."

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Yingbao is extremely confused. The prices here are really speechless. They are totally different from what they were in history.

Take the mung bean cake and chestnut cake that their father Ye Tianyong bought for them before. They cost ten cents a bag, and there were only two or three pieces in it, which were the size of erasers.

Ten wen is not the same as ten cents as before. Here ten wen is ten cents, or one dollar.

It is said that the owner of the pastry shop seems to have ancestors from ancient times and he likes ancient styles, so their pricing and decoration style are a combination of ancient and modern styles.

Yingbao just wanted to be online, "Haha...", it was really off the mark.

Another thing, isn’t it said that people in the 1960s were generally united?

If you want to build a house, the villagers will help you.

Is it enough to just cook some food?

It doesn't cost any money. It's just a token of appreciation. Just build the house and give a hundred dollars. That's it.

Why, it's different here?

The bricks and tiles used to build the house...are quite expensive.

I heard from Taotao and Brother Jie Xi before that most of the time travelers would earn a few hundred dollars by just taking a stroll in the black market. If they made a few more trips, they might even meet a reliable buyer to sell goods to. Behind the scenes, they could comfortably earn hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.

At worst, he encounters a person who is extremely short of food and is about to die, and is seen by the time-traveling heroine. As a result, the heroine is so kind-hearted that she rescues the person and even gets rewarded for it.

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The other party had emerald rings, rubies, small gold bars, and all kinds of things.

Why doesn't she have this fate?

What happened to the black market? Is it gone?

Ugh!

She remembered the novel that her assistant Xiao Taotao had mentioned, about a beautiful, rich and white woman...who lived a leisurely life there.

It talked about building a house and helping each other. They didn't ask for money, just cooking a few meals. It seemed that the cooking was done by someone else, and they were paid three cents, which is 30 cents.

It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

She just wants to taste all kinds of delicious food when she is hungry, and drink all kinds of milk tea and juice when she is thirsty.

If she doesn't want to go out, she can stay at home and act like a little princess. She's alone anyway, so she can do whatever she wants.

When I'm bored, I'll meet up with three or two friends to watch a movie, go shopping, and listen to gossip...

Such a simple wish...why is it so difficult to achieve?

Ugh!

forget about it.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

I just want to curse God a hundred times.

Yingbao simply washed her face with warm water, sobered up, and applied Frog Prince Children's Oil.

"Clap left, clap right, clap up, clap down."

Okay, it’s done.

Yingbao stared at himself in the mirror, so beautiful that he could not help but stare at her.

Go back.

Starting over, the next second Yingbao looked in the mirror and saw that he had small hands, short legs, and short stature, except for his oval face.

I couldn't help feeling depressed.

"Yingbao, what's wrong? You look so sad? Did you have a nightmare?" Wang Yitong asked as she watched her daughter "Yingbao" waking up from a nap and washing up with a sad face.

Yes.

Wasn't she just having a nightmare?

Bah, it doesn’t really count as a dream. She entered into a dream and wanted to go back, but she couldn’t.

There is a saying that best describes her current situation: "A dream in a garden, wanting to wake up, but unable to."