Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 152 Hug a golden thigh!

Everyone was no longer worried and dispersed one after another, continuing their busy work.

 Chopping firewood, fetching water, helping with cooking, and it will be late at night, and patrols will be arranged.

Jiayin was sniffing around in front of Mr. Ye like a puppy.

 Old Mrs. Li thought she was naughty, so she wanted to pick her up.

He didn’t want good news but his expression changed, “Uncle Ye is injured!”

Everyone in the Li family was nearby, and they gathered over immediately after hearing this.

“Mr. Ye, are you injured? Why didn’t you say anything? Is it because you came here in a hurry?”

Mr. Ye quickly shook his head, "Yesterday, I encountered a group of barbarians and got a cut on my back. I've already been given medicine. I guess I broke away during the horse racing today. It won't be a problem."

The Li family refused, so Li Laosan and Jia Huan immediately dragged him into the shack.

Sure enough, the wound on Mr. Ye’s back was half a foot long. It was not a small wound at all.

Some soldiers brought medicine for the wound, and everyone helped reapply the medicine and bandage it. They laid Mr. Ye down and rested in the shack, and then went to make arrangements to cook him something delicious.

Mr. Ye thought for a while, and then asked two personal guards to go to the other side of the mountain and call over a hundred guards who were temporarily staying overnight.

 The villagers were really surprised and distressed to see these one hundred personal guards, all of them more or less bloody.

While they complained that Mr. Ye was too outspoken, they mobilized their entire body to boil hot water for the guards to scrub away the blood, wash their faces and soak their feet. In short, they kept them as clean and warm as they could.

 The women were even more busy, preparing meals for a hundred more people.

 Let’s not say that Mr. Ye is the great benefactor of the whole village, just say that these personal guards are heroes who kill barbarians and are worthy of their generous treatment.

The soldiers were not polite either. They had been looking at the hot spring for a long time, and now they wanted to jump in and take a bath to wash away the dust and blood from their bodies.

So I asked if I could go in and wash myself.

The villagers were stunned when they heard this, and in the end they wanted to slap themselves on the head twice.

They are still busy boiling water. Isn’t there a ready-made hot spring?

It's a pity that they have never seen it before. They only want to use hot water to burn it, and they don't even remember that there are hot springs.

Soon, the water pool under the small waterfall was simply surrounded. The soldiers jumped in like dumplings, bathing and laughing. It was so lively that it almost overturned the valley.

The villagers listened from a distance, were busy, and grinned along with them.

 In the shack of the Li family, Mr. Ye hugged the good news and was also talking in a low voice.

Seeing that there was no one around, Jiayin carefully took out a pill and motioned to Mr. Ye to take it.

Mr. Ye smiled and threw it into his mouth without hesitation.

 When he left Li's house, the bottle of pills that Jiayin secretly stuffed into him was gone.

 When the soldiers were seriously injured or had a high fever, he would secretly feed them one piece.

In the end, there were only a few pills left, and they were all used up that night when we rescued the villagers at the dock.

Jiayin quickly poured water for him. She didn't dare to use the mugs or glasses in the space, but only used porcelain bowls, which didn't look eye-catching.

 Finally, she thought about it and picked a fruit and gave it to Mr. Ye to take away the bitter taste in his mouth.

As expected, Mr. Ye didn’t ask a single word, and gave half of the good news to one big and one small, hiding in the shack like hamsters to eat, feeling inexplicably funny and extremely happy. The good news pointed outside. In the night, the two mountains were bare and dark.

 She lay next to Mr. Ye’s ear and whispered, “Uncle Ye, I want to plant fruits on the mountain.”

 Grow fruit?

Mr. Ye chewed up the kernels in his hand and swallowed them. He thought this was a good idea.

If you plant this kind of fruit that will be eaten later, you will not have to worry about selling it.

 “Okay, do you need my help?”

Jiayin immediately put on a smile and hugged his neck, "I'll look for fruit trees and uncle will bring them back."

Mr. Ye understood and nodded her little nose with a smile, "Ghost Spirit, I understand. I will ask Ye Shan and Dongmei to come over tomorrow. Even if I am not here, you can ask them to help. When outsiders see it, they will naturally think it is my arrangement. ”

Jiayin was so happy that she immediately hugged him and kissed him again and again, "Uncle, it's the best! This is our secret, we must not tell anyone."

“Don’t worry,” Mr. Ye hugged the little fat girl and sighed softly, “You saved my uncle’s life, you can trust me.”

Jiayin didn’t say anything, but suddenly felt a sore nose and felt aggrieved.

 As a little child, with a huge fortune, and her family being an ordinary farmer, she had to be careful and weigh everything she did, for fear of causing trouble for herself and the family.

 But she is also a modern soul. She has been taught for many years that everyone is equal, life is precious, and she is kind to others. It is simply engraved in her bones.

Every time she saw her family and villagers suffering from hunger, and she couldn't take out so much food and supplies from the space, she felt extremely guilty.

 The conflicts between the two sides often put her in entanglements. No one knows how much suffering she has experienced.

Mr. Ye felt the faint sadness around her and said nothing, just patted her gently, again and again.

Soon, dinner was ready, and the soldiers were all clean and happy. They sat by the campfire and drank pimple soup from big bowls.

 It is said to be gnocchi soup, but in fact, most of the bowl is cabbage and radish. There are not many gnocchi, but the taste is very good.

Having a bowl of such a hot drink, and then baking and eating the pancakes they brought with them, it felt so good in the stomach.

 In the Li family shack, the old lady and Mr. Li were also eating with Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye put all the small pieces of dough in the bowl to good news, and when he raised his head, he said to Mrs. Li.

“Auntie, I heard that building a hot spring village costs one thousand taels of silver?”

Mrs. Li nodded, "Yes, Mr. Wen asked a senior official from the Ministry of Industry to check it out, and he said it would cost at least one thousand taels of silver. Every family in the village can scrape together more than two hundred taels, and our family also has one hundred taels." Two, but still not enough.”

Mr. Ye said, "Auntie, let me pay out the remaining money. But this money is lent to our family, not to the village. When we make money in the future, our family can pay it back to me, but the dividends from the villa will still be It belongs to our family. In this way, it can be said to be my property, and no one will come to **** it."

Having said that, he was probably worried that the old lady and Li Laosan did not believe that he could protect the villa, so he added in a low voice, "The current emperor is my cousin."

Mrs. Li and Mr. Li both gasped in shock. They had guessed that Mr. Ye had an unusual identity, but they never expected that he was actually related to the emperor!

Jiayin was so happy that she wanted to dance. She was so lucky to have such a thick golden thigh!

Old Mrs. Li waited for a long time before calming down, "No, Mr. Ye, you have taken the capital, and you will definitely pay dividends in the future. If it is inconvenient for you, our family can take care of it for you, you can just collect the cash."

Mr. Ye shook his head and said with a smile, "Auntie, I'm not short of this little bonus. If your family is not willing to accept it, just save the money and use it as a dowry for Fu Niu in the future. This child is in love with me, and I will take it as my responsibility." She is like a biological daughter.”

 (End of this chapter)