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

Chapter 162 Money rake and money box!

After eating and drinking enough, Jiayin lay in her grandma's arms and took a nap. She couldn't bear to let go when she heard the stomachs of her two brothers growling.

So she lay next to her grandma’s ear and coquettishly said, “Grandma, let’s stew goose tonight!”

The old lady glanced at her two pitiful grandsons, guessing her granddaughter's thoughts, she really wanted to sigh even more.

How come there are so many naughty boys in the family? It would be great if there were three or five caring and lovely granddaughters like Fu Niu!

 Fu Niu didn't want to eat goose stew because she was thinking about her two brothers.

She kissed her granddaughter's soft little hair and said, "Okay, go to sleep."

Jiayin yawned and fell asleep in grandma’s arms.

 The branches pressing down behind the shack were lifted up earlier, and now the wind came in.

Mrs. Li was afraid of blowing her granddaughter, so she quickly turned over and blocked her. Finally, she couldn't help but glare at her grandson again.

Jia An Jiaxi was smiling, completely free of the grievances just now, and was already looking forward to the goose meat in the evening.

 In the afternoon, Mrs. Li wiped the neck of the big white goose in front of Jia An Jiaxi and many naughty boys.

 The naughty boy was frightened, but also felt relieved, and even more so, he was drooling.

The village chief wandered over, carrying a pipe and a pot, knocking them one by one and cursing.

“I just know that I’m getting into trouble, I can’t help at all, and I have to distract you from protecting you. You’ve all seen that the goose is dead. I can’t peck your **** anymore. Don’t have nightmares at night!”

The naughty boys were all laughing non-stop.

After the stewed goose came out of the pot, each person shared two pieces of goose meat, and they were surrounded by the fragrant goose meat in their dreams. Who still remembers how terrifying it is to be chased by a goose and pecked on the buttocks?

More than a thousand fruit trees were planted in just one day.

  The men have to continue plowing the land to plant better seeds. It hasn’t rained recently, so carrying water is also a big job.

The women rushed to the path leading to the official road from the valley entrance, where Yan Zheng had already led people to draw a mark.

From now on, the courtyards of the entire village, including Mr. Ye and Mrs. Cui, a total of twenty-seven households, will be built here.

 The family's land, including the house and the vegetable garden, is as big as two acres of land, totaling fifty acres.

Logically speaking, these fifty acres should be deducted from the four hundred acres allocated by the court, but this area is a river beach. Let alone fighting for it, no one wants it even if it is given for free.

So everyone quietly took advantage of it, using only the twenty acres allocated by the court, and the rest was expanded from abroad.

 In this way, out of the 70 acres of riverbank land, only about 50 acres are left.

The village chief and Uncle Zhao discussed planting peanuts and sweet potatoes, but peanut seeds are easy to get, but sweet potato seedlings that need to be planted directly in the ground are hard to come by.

 I can’t say, I have to go to a nearby village to find a solution.

Just as Li Laoer came over, he was looking for some old people to make some decisions.

"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Zhao, there are always people poking around outside the valley recently. I think they should be from nearby villages. We have to live here forever, so we can't keep in a stalemate like this. I think we should ask Mr. Yan if he is in a nearby village. Find a few handymen and walk around a lot, and you’ll get familiar with it.”

The village chief nodded, "If you don't come, I plan to go find you. Lend me your mule cart. I plan to take some food to Da Rongshu and Xiaowang Village. If I can exchange it for coarse grain, I will exchange it for coarse grain." Of course it would be better to switch to peanut seeds and sweet potato seedlings.”

After saying this, everyone walked back. When passing by the intersection, they saw that the women were all tired and sweating on their backs.

I have been busy cutting grass and picking up stones, and have already cleared out all the vegetable gardens. The village chief shouted, "Does everyone have enough rapeseed? Do you want to go to a nearby village to exchange some?"

The women all laughed and responded loudly, "No need, uncle. When we came out, we all took the rapeseeds at home with us. We threw away everything on the road, except the rapeseeds."

“Okay, you are all good at making a living. Hurry up and you’ll be able to eat new dishes in a few days.”

The village chief uncle waved his hand, very satisfied.

If you want to live a good life, a man, the money rake, must have quick eyesight and quick hands, but a woman, the money box, is also indispensable.

Without a good woman who is diligent and thrifty in running the household, no matter how much money she earns, she will not be able to keep it.

Soon, the village chief drove the mule cart, brought half a bag of japonica rice, took Uncle Zhao as his companion, and set off together.

 Earlier, the women in the village went to the big banyan tree to exchange things, so naturally it was a woman who came to greet them.

Even if the men were curious, they couldn't come forward, lest there be any bad misunderstanding.

But this time two old men rarely came. Li Zheng of Big Banyan Tree and the old and young men all gave up their work in the fields and gathered at the entrance of the village to talk with them.

The village chief is a eloquent man, and he had his arm chopped off by a barbarian earlier. He was standing next to Uncle Zhao who was missing a leg. No matter how strange he looked, it had to be said that no one would be wary of them.

So, they were quickly surrounded and sat on the big stone at the entrance of the village.

Someone asked, "Uncle, I heard that you are from the Northland? Were your hands and feet injured by barbarians?"

The village chief responded with a smile, "Yes, and no. When we were young, we were guarding the border. We killed many barbarians, and we were injured and retired from the army. As a result, when we got old, we were driven back by the barbarians again. Running south, not to mention how much hardship we suffered on the road. When we saw the dock, the barbarians were chasing us. In order to protect the younger generation, we had no choice but to fight hard. Fortunately, we were rescued by the troops led by Xinting Hou! "

　　　Everyone in the big banyan tree was nervous when they heard this, and couldn't help but be on tenterhooks.

"Our place is better. Although there are frequent floods and droughts, there is no suffering from war. It is also considered a geomantic treasure."

“That’s right,” the village chief nodded repeatedly, took the initiative to refill the tobacco for the old people sitting next to him, and finally said with a smile.

"The imperial court assigned us a gravel beach. We were all desperate at first, thinking that we would starve to death if we couldn't grow food. As a result, hot springs were dug out. Isn't it a real geomantic treasure?"

 The people in Big Banyan Tree had mixed feelings after hearing this. This is what they are jealous of recently.

They have been here for generations, so why didn't they find that there was a hot spring on the mountain? A group of outsiders dug it out as soon as they settled down.

The village chief didn't seem to notice that they looked bad, and said, "A few days ago, some county magistrate's son was jealous and came to grab the hot spring. As soon as we got angry, we went to Beijing to complain, directly to the emperor. The emperor can What a good man. Not only did he remove that county magistrate, he also rewarded us with a lot of japonica rice. "

As he spoke, he pointed to the grain bags in the car, "That's it. The good rice sent from the palace is the same as what the emperor eats on weekdays."

The people in the big banyan tree were all so frightened that they moved out of the way, then saluted to the grain bags.

The village chief and Uncle Zhao looked at each other with a proud smile in their eyes, like two old foxes.

In the afternoon, as the sun set in the west, the mule cart slowly walked back to Suijintan.

Everyone was concerned and stepped forward to help the village chief and Uncle Zhao. Smelling the slight smell of alcohol on their bodies, they asked, "Uncle, have you been drinking outside?"

“Yes, old man Li Zhengsun from Big Banyan Tree is so enthusiastic that he must stay for us to have lunch.”

Uncle Zhao couldn't help but complain, "It's not like you are so good at deceiving me. If you don't leave the emperor even if you don't speak a word, others don't dare to disrespect you."

"Hahaha!" the village chief laughed proudly, "I'm not lying. I did see and talk to the emperor. The japonica rice was also a reward from the emperor."

 (End of this chapter)