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The little old man put away the contract documents and walked back and forth for dozens of steps with a lot of thoughts. He returned to the shade of the peach tree and sat down.

"Do you have any thoughts on so many fields?"

In fact, what the little old man wants to ask is, if a sect has given so many fields and yards, will anything happen during this period? As a mature man, he understands a truth: the free one is the most expensive, or one that is enough to survive. If your big pie is smashed, the price you pay will definitely be high.

Depending on the height you stand, you will see things from different angles, and there will be limitations in thinking about problems. The little old man is directly the logic of the villagers. For the sect that manages thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, these are at most a hair on the body of a giant beast.

Cangmang Ridge connects hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains, and in its depths there are monsters, monsters, and monsters. Find a cultivator with a little bit of cultivation and pay a total of no more than two thousand taels, and let him guard the frontier mountains for you for a lifetime.

"Oh, I haven't thought about it yet." Gou Wa replied casually.

"Then let's plant some!" the little old man decided helplessly.

"Well, grandpa, it's up to you." Gou Wa affirmed nonchalantly.

"What the hell, there are so many fields to farm." The little old man was so angry that he gave Gouwa a headache. Gouwa could have avoided it, but in the end he remained still without being knocked.

"Alas, grandpa, you can't hit people randomly! You just have to make the decision." Gouwa retorted helplessly.

"Silly boy!" The little old man rubbed the hedgehog's head with his backhand.

"Hey, hey, grandpa, let me ask you something, how many people are there in our village?" Gouwa asked innocently.

"There are thirty-two people, including you." The little old man looked at the sky, the sun shining through the gaps in the green leaves was particularly dazzling.

"Well, do you feel that there are not enough manpower?" Gouwa asked jumping.

"It's definitely not enough. Excluding the old and young, it's very difficult for one person to farm more than twenty acres." The little old man nodded in response.

"Grandpa, have you ever thought about changing?" Gou Wa asked in a guiding tone.

"Change? If Arita doesn't grow, he will be struck by lightning." The little old man said angrily.

"No, grandpa's fields need to be planted, and changes need to be made. There is no one for us to hire people to work with. Look at this village, even the road out of the village is difficult to navigate." Gouwa began to fool the little old man.

"When you hire people, you only have a few copper coins in your hand. Do you still want to imitate the wealth of other landlords? To hire short-term workers, there are only a few people in the village. To hire long-term workers, you have to go to the county. If the wages are low, no one is willing to come, and the harvest from farming is so small. , The salary is too much and the work is in vain." The little old man complained angrily.

"No, grandpa, if you think about it on the other hand, hiring long-term workers can't just be for farming." Gouwa continued to fool the little old man.

"What can you do if you don't farm?" the little old man asked curiously. Alas, he was still fooled.

So so and so, so and so. ah! Just lie to the little old man and hire long-term workers to farm when they should be farming and make paper when they are not farming? Finally want to sell books? This doesn't seem to be a loss. Hiring one person to cover food and accommodation for a month is 600 taels. The cost for ten people is also 10 taels. If it is converted into paper, it can earn 100 taels a month.

"Can you make paper?" the little old man asked suspiciously.

"Yes!" Gouwa replied affirmatively. To be honest, I really know how to do this. I looked at it out of curiosity when I was studying. Although I can't make high-quality paper, I am definitely confident in making ordinary paper.

The class representative said: The manufacturing process of paper is as follows:

1. Materials include plants and trees. However, wood is used as raw material and the quality is good. If wood is used to make paper, the bark must be removed.

2. Mash the peeled wood and chop the grass directly. Add some quicklime to the raw materials and send them to the digester.

3. Boil the fiber, then wash the pulp with a large amount of water, and remove impurities in the pulp through screening and purification.

4. Roll the pulp on the filter to turn it into a wet pulp belt, and the fibers in it will be tightly pressed together by the roller.

5. After squeezing the water, let it dry naturally and do not expose it to the sun. During this period, you can also press patterns or text.

6. Cutting. Cut papers of uniform thickness to standard sizes, then stack them up.

"Well, then you go find your uncles and the others to help you figure it out. I'm old and I can't stand the trouble." Seeing how confident the child was, the little old man could only acquiesce and let him figure it out on his own!

"Well, let's invite the elders over for a meal tonight!" Gouwa asked his grandfather.

"Well, I'll kill an old hen and stew it with snake meat." Grandpa agreed.

"Okay, then I'll catch some crabs and fish later." Gouwa said what he would be busy with in the afternoon.

"Okay, I'm going to kill a chicken. This old hen has to cook for more than an hour. Now it's stewed and you can eat it in the evening." Grandpa got up and went to kill the chicken. Gouwa doesn't care about these things. Anyway, he still has several old hens. He can just buy a dozen of them and raise them in a few days.

I got up to collect the clothes, folded them and put them in the box. At this moment, three followers who were chattering outside the hospital came. When Goudan saw his grandfather killing the chicken, he knew there would be something delicious tonight.

They all greeted Grandpa respectfully, and then followed Wangcai around Brother Gouwa.

Under Gou Wa's command, the four of them worked together to patch up the broken basket with crab shells. They also made a pouring spout on the mouth of the basket to turn it into a cage. By the way, I found another useless basket and knitted it according to the pattern just now. Then Gouwa took a bucket and prepared to take his followers to catch crabs and fish.

Chunhua was running in front carrying a bamboo basket, and the long-life and wealth lock she was wearing made jingling sounds from time to time. Wangcai was chasing after her. The two boys were holding a cage each and couldn't run, and the dog boy was at the back carrying the bucket. Follow closely, target deep pool.

The sun was no longer so hot at this time, and soon we arrived at the deep pool, feeling clearly cool and feeling relaxed physically and mentally. Wangcai ran to the pool to lick the water and drink it, and was eager to swim in the water. impulse.

Gouwa directly raised his crotch to warn him, telling him that if he went down, he might be bitten by a monster in the water, which frightened him so much that he immediately retreated.

Crush the crab shells with rocks, put some small bugs caught on the road into two baskets, tie them with straw ropes, and find two areas that look deep and gentle and throw them in. Then I started looking for crabs and walked downstream. Not a single one of the rocks in the shoal or the holes in the sand escaped. With the experience accumulated in the morning and the desire for delicious food, I found them very handy in the afternoon. I was very motivated and soon found them. By half an hour, more than a hundred crabs of various sizes had filled most of the bucket.

Even Chunhua caught a lot of them, and the biggest one she pulled out from under a stone was almost as big as a palm, which made everyone marvel.

After busying for an hour, I saw that I had caught a lot and was ready to go back. The little follower was very happy because there was something delicious again in the evening. I went to the place where the cages were placed and took a look. There were really a lot of small fish and shrimps in the first one. There should be half a bowl, so I had to pour it into the basket.

I walked to another cage and pulled it out to see, oh wow, there was a fat carp jumping so fast that I almost couldn’t catch it. I caught a few small crabs from the bucket, smashed them into bait, and threw them into two cages.

Returning home with a full harvest, there are still spring flowers in front of me, leading the way with the crazy wealth, and digging some wild onions. Two boys are walking in the middle carrying buckets. The dog boy is holding the basket in his left hand, and the right hand is carrying a fat man with a branch on his cheek. carp. On the way back, I met two aunts working in the fields. I politely said hello and left.

Soon we returned to the courtyard, and the smell of hens stewed with snakes made everyone salivate. Wangcai didn't know whether he was tired from running or simply hungry, so he stayed in the kitchen and refused to leave.

Grandpa may be out busy, and Gou Wa, a small landowner, directly divides the work among everyone. Chun Hua continued to pick vegetables, while the two boys scrubbed crabs.

Although the two boys are only six years old, they are flawless when it comes to their work. They are experienced and can pick the right ones. They only pick up the smaller ones and wash them. After they are cleaned, they put them in the basin. The crabs who were forced to take a bath were very comfortable soaking in the cold water and enjoying their last moments, and they could spit bubbles from time to time.

If there weren't others interrupting us, we might still be able to talk to someone.

Gouwa first picked up the fish and shrimp, and then threw the internal organs and scales to the surviving hens to peck at them. Yes, I can have half a bowl of small fish and shrimps, and a big bowl of carp. I will make fish soup later, tsk tsk tsk, the wild one will definitely be delicious.

Finally, there are crabs, the kind that can kill a child with one knife. The busy time is the fastest. By the time the sunset turned half of the sky red, hundreds of crabs had been processed. This time, there were twenty-two big ones. It's a really big one, and there's nothing fake about it.

Because the two boys felt that steamed crabs were not as crispy and delicious as fried crabs, the selection process was strict.

It doesn't matter to Gouwa. Seeing the struggle of a palm-sized crab that refuses to accept its fate, it has to be admitted that it makes sense to be wild and untamable.

For spring flowers, I picked and washed green vegetables, and by the way, I also washed a large handful of wild onions, and even picked a handful of perilla leaves and brought them back for later use.

After everything was packed up, grandpa came back carrying a basket of grass. Everyone greeted the little old man and followed him to see how to feed the horses. In the end, each of the three little guys drank less than half a bowl of chicken soup that had been simmered all afternoon. Finally, they were assigned the task of calling people to come for dinner.

The three of them took the order with satisfaction after filling their stomachs with chicken soup. The little old man generously served a large bowl of mixed noodles. Although he felt a little hurt in his heart, but thinking that this is the most indispensable thing at home in the future, he just went with it. Go, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.

Gou Wa skillfully mixed the batter and poured it into the little crabs to coat evenly. The little old man chopped some wild onions and sprinkled them into the Youlongxifeng soup, then put the whole thing into bowls and served it to the table, then came back to help light the fire.

Not long after, the oil pan was boiling, and the proficiency in frying crabs had been fully developed. I can’t say that every step was just right, but at least it was smooth and smooth. It must be handy!

After frying two big bowls of crabs, heat the oil and scoop it back, leaving a bottom of the pot. Pour in half a bowl of small fish and shrimp and fry them. Add some onions, ginger, garlic and salt, stir-fry and sprinkle with some perilla leaves. Fragrant salt-baked fish and shrimp. Remove from the pan.

Next, stir-fry the vegetables, then fry the carp with oil, ginger and garlic, add some salt and perilla leaves to make the soup, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onion into the carp soup, serve it to the table, and the invited guests begin to arrive.

The first two grandfathers came to say hello and sat in the courtyard to brag and spank. While the big crabs were being steamed, my uncle came, along with two uncles Wu, carrying a jar of wine in their hands.

The adults exchanged a few words with each other and went into the house to sit down. A few little guys were chirping in the kitchen, watching the dog playing with a bamboo spoon, and there was a girl in the team, the little sister of the Wu family.

Gouwa invited them to eat, and he would be ready soon. The little ones had run out early and were hungry, so they clamored to eat fried crabs. When Gouwa walked into the living room with steamed crabs, under the dim pine oil lamp, everyone had not eaten yet and sat around to brag. Spanking.

In fact, they were all waiting for the little ones, and the little ones were already wandering all over the floor, especially Wangcai, who was lying on the ground with his head hanging down, feeling hungry and thin.

When the big crab was brought to the table, it was placed directly next to the little old man, and then he was greeted to start eating. The whole room was filled with rattling sounds. They all said that the fried crabs were delicious, the stir-fried fish and shrimps paired with wine were a must, and the carp soup was even more delicious.

Youlongxifeng Decoction is too tonic, mainly because it is too oily. Gouwa just tasted it symbolically, I can only say that each has its own taste.

To make money, you can chew the bones under the table. They are crunchy and taste like chicken bones. From time to time, he is fed fried crab shells by Gou Wa.

Everyone was eating and chatting in such a harmonious atmosphere. A few little kids were shouting that they would go catch crabs tomorrow. As soon as they said this, the little old man's hands shook unsatisfactorily. This thing It's delicious, but it consumes oil. At least half of the vegetable oil in a clay pot will be drained today.

Gou Wa smiled and said nothing when he saw it. He was thinking about how to trick these people into joining his cultural industry.

The adults were discussing some farming matters. Anyway, Gouwa didn't understand, so he just ate quietly there.

"Brother Gouwa, when will you come over to practice martial arts tomorrow morning?" Chunhua asked suddenly as if she had remembered.

"Ah, oh, let's practice martial arts. Let's do it tomorrow when the sun comes out!" Gouwa was interrupted from his thoughts and was forced to go to business in a hurry.

"Yeah, okay." Chunhua nodded solemnly to express her understanding.

"Do you know how to teach me martial arts?" Grandpa asked curiously.

"If you know how to use the three-legged cat technique, if they want to learn it, I'll teach you." Gou Wa answered modestly.

"Oh, I don't know how Ma Chao and Wu Song are doing with their studies with the Taoist priest at Qingyun Temple." The grandfather couldn't help but sigh when the topic changed.

"Hey, it's definitely not bad. That Taoist priest can even destroy ghosts and monsters, and his skills are not bad. If you follow me and learn the skills, you won't have to worry about even half of the skills in your life." The third grandfather expressed relief.

Only then did Gou Wa know that the Taoist priest who saved the village three years ago was from Qingyun Temple and had two apprentices in the village.

Then the remaining adults all agreed with yes, yes.

Even after drinking some wine, I felt worried, so I spent the rest of the time eating. Especially the steamed crab was well received, each had its own taste. Everyone was very satisfied with such a sumptuous dinner.

During this period, Gou Wa came up with the idea of ​​teaching these children to read for about an hour every day, which was immediately unanimously agreed. In the end, the number of people in the literacy team will be expanded by three more tomorrow.

Adults don't care how much they can learn, after all, there is no harm in learning for free.

What they never thought of, someone soon taught them a truth: free is the most expensive.

When I was young, I secretly ate instant noodles because it was cheap. Now I secretly eat instant noodles because it is cheap.

When you are young, you don’t realize the depth of your father’s love, and you are middle-aged when you understand. Your parents are living Buddhas, so there is no need to climb mountains to worship the Buddha. Father’s love is like a mountain, profound and great. I wish all fathers in the world a happy holiday! In good health!