The strongest young talent in history

Chapter 29

Su Mo didn't expect that the villagers of Yangjia Village would be waiting for him in front of his house. Isn't it time for dinner?

The nightlife of the ancients was not as rich as that of modern people. People in the city can go to brothels, go to the night market and so on, but there are no entertainment activities in the countryside.

Even in some poorer villages, the villagers can't even afford to light oil lamps, so they can only have a hasty dinner and rest early before it gets dark.

Yangjiacun is like this.

After Su Mo walked to the door of his house, the village chief of Yangjia Village, the third uncle with the highest seniority in the village, hurriedly walked to Su Mo with the help of everyone and said, "Xiao Mo! You are finally back. What happened? What's going on! Why did someone suddenly send so many things to your house?"

It turned out that a few hours ago, when the handlebar was unloading goods at Su Mo's house, it attracted the attention of the villagers.

It was not a busy time for farming, and the villagers were relatively free. In addition, there were only a few dozen people in Yangjia Village, and few outsiders came here on weekdays. Therefore, there was a disturbance in the village, which was easy to be noticed.

At first, when the handlebar opened the door of Su Mo's house, the villagers thought it was a thief, and they were a little strange. When did this thief become so bold as to burglary in broad daylight?Many villagers even prepared to go home to get farm tools, and arrested this man to present to the officials.

After asking this person, I found out that this person was sent by Su Mo to deliver the goods, and seeing that he put all the rice and noodles at Su Mo's house, I believed him.

After unloading the goods, the man drove the car and left Yangjia Village, but the villagers dared not leave!
The rice noodles in Su Mo's yard are worth dozens of taels of silver according to the estimation of the third uncle. Although few of them have seen what the silver ingots look like, they also know that this is a huge sum of money. How about one being stolen?
So they could only stand here, help Su Mo watch these goods, and wait for Su Mo's return.

It has to be said that the villagers of Yangjia Village are still very simple.

If it was those tricky and naughty people who couldn't eat enough all the year round and saw so much rice and noodles at one time, they would have moved many away secretly.

"Xiao Mo has seen the third uncle!" Su Mo walked in front of the third uncle, and bowed respectfully.

The third uncle is sixty-three this year, and he is the oldest person in the village. In the Song Dynasty, when the average age was less than 40 years old, the third uncle, a farmer, can live to be more than 60 years old. His body is still so strong, which is not bad. .

The third uncle's surname is Yang, or in other words, except for Su Mo, everyone else in the Yang family village has the surname Yang, but no one knows his name anymore.

Seeing Su Mo walking in front of him, the third uncle showed a trace of worry on his face and said, "Little Mo, what's going on with these things in your courtyard? It can't be that you have done some shady things outside! You are a scholar, you should think twice when doing things!"

It wasn't that the third uncle suspected him, it was because Su Mo was too poor in the past, he didn't have any land, no source of income, and he could survive until now thanks to the donations from the villagers. Now that he suddenly brought back so many things, the villagers would naturally think too much .

Not only the third uncle, but other villagers also stared at Su Mo, waiting for his explanation.

Although the laws of the Great Song Dynasty were still relatively clear, there was still the theory of Lian Zuo. If Su Mo really did something big, it was hard to guarantee that they would not be implicated. These honest peasants always respected the government and laws. in awe.

Su Mo had thought of such a situation a long time ago, and had already thought of a countermeasure, and he explained calmly: "Please rest assured, third uncle and uncles, Su Mo did not commit any crimes. It’s just that I wrote a few good poems in the county recently, and they were appreciated by others, so I spent a lot of money to buy them and got some spare money, so I bought these rice noodles and let the car handle them to my home.”

After Su Mo finished explaining, the third uncle and the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and then the third uncle looked at Su Mo with satisfaction and said, "Okay, little Mo is promising, and our Yang Family Village has also produced a great husband. That’s the best way out, not bad not bad.”

The villagers were simple, and Su Mo was the only scholar in the village, so no one would doubt his explanation.

Su Mo cupped his hands, and said humbly, "It's all thanks to the grace of your uncles for surviving these years. Please share these rice noodles and cloth, uncles!"

As soon as Su Mo's voice fell, the villagers who had dispelled their worries and were about to leave suddenly stopped in their tracks, and then looked at Su Mo in disbelief, and at the same time, there was a deep longing in their eyes.

The rice noodles in Su Mo's yard are piled like a hill. The total weight is probably more than a thousand kilograms. If Su Mo eats it alone, he might not be able to finish it in two years. Even if it is divided equally among each household, if he saves food, Each family can also eat enough food for a month.

The land rented and planted in Yangjia Village is owned by a landlord in the county, and more than half of it is handed over to the owner every year. The little food left over is not enough to make ends meet. Therefore, it is not bad for them to have enough food for the first half of the year. Yes, and they ate whole grains.

But the rice noodles that Su Mo brought back were the best white flour and polished rice, so how could they not be tempted.

But they didn't set out to move the food immediately, but turned their attention to the third uncle, waiting for him to make a decision.

In ancient society, seniority was the most important. As the highest status person in the village, the third uncle did not speak, and no one else dared to move.

When the third uncle heard Su Mo's words, his heart was actually very moved, but as an elder, he still swallowed his saliva and said: "Little Mo, you earned these, and besides, your life has not been easy these years, and what When you are old enough to marry a wife, you should keep these things for yourself!"

Su Mo smiled slightly and said, "Third Uncle, don't be polite. I earned a lot of silver this time, and I also found a way to make money in the city. I will take the uncles in the village with me in the future. Let’s get rich together, these things are nothing to me, just share them.”

When Su Mo said this, the third uncle didn't refuse anymore. They watched Su Mo grow up, and they have been supporting him to study all these years. They are greedy for him today, and if he suffers again in the future, the people in the village will Just keep feeding him.

Thinking of this, the third uncle turned around and said to the villagers behind him: "Okay, since Xiao Mo said so, everyone should hurry up and divide the food, so as not to affect Xiao Mo's rest, I think Xiao Mo is also very tired." light, drenched in sweat."

Su Mo's head suddenly turned black.

Third Uncle, what kind of eyes do you have? I am obviously water, and it is March day now, and I am not wearing thin clothes. How can there be a coat soaked in sweat like this?
But Su Mo didn't bother to explain, cupped his hands and said, "Third Uncle, I'm going to change my clothes, please stay here to help everyone distribute food, I'll be here soon."

(End of this chapter)