Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Carrying a backpack on her back, she left the town. After a quick scan, she saw the women who had come together this morning. Mei Qianghua trotted over to join them.

Everyone had a lot of things in their hands, not to mention big and small bags, but no one was empty-handed.

"Dahua, why don't you buy a backpack? How much does it cost?" someone asked.

"Eight coppers."

The man nodded, "It's not expensive. There is a man in the village who can make bamboo baskets. You need at least nine copper plates to buy them from him."

"Hey, isn't the one in the village a good deal? Plus the round trip fare is just one copper less than what's sold in town?"

"It's true when you say that, hey, this guy thought it was cheaper to buy at his house than in the town! Many people went to his house, even people from the next village came! You can definitely make a lot of money!"

"Okay, okay, who has that kind of craftsmanship? I can make a beautiful and sturdy backpack that will last for several years!"

Mei Qianghua had a silly smile on her face, said nothing, and watched them argue.

"What did you buy?" Everyone turned their attention to Mei Qianghua's backpack.

"Some needles, threads, and threads for knotting." Mei Qianghua put down the backpack, took off the bamboo cover and let them see it. She put it into the space early so that they could not see it.

When I bought supplies, I walked to the other side of the town to ensure that I wouldn't meet anyone in my village. I also bought things here and there, so there would be no rumors of anyone spending money lavishly.

The things in the backpacks can be seen at a glance. There is really nothing valuable or novel. After just a glance, everyone lost interest and started to show off the things they bought.

"The little enemy ghost in my family spends all day on the ground, and his clothes need to be mended every three days. Now he can't mend them, so he can only buy new cloth for him to make." This is a piece of cloth that was bought. .

"Isn't that the same one in my family who wants to eat sweets? I bought some candies and went back to sweeten their mouths." This is the person who bought the candies.

"I bought my daughter a head flower and rouge." This is what my daughter is getting married about.

"..."

Balabala, Mei Qianhua can't say anything, but you can tell that Lijia Village, or the Li family, is living a relatively prosperous life.

Soon, the patriarch's wife came back with large and small bags, and Mei Qianghua hurried over to help.

Back in the village, it was already dusk.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

Almost all villagers will finish everything for today before it gets completely dark, in order to save some lamp oil.

To be honest, the night sky without industrial pollution is really more beautiful than I imagined.

The moon is bright.

How can I put it, it is brighter than the street lights when I went home after working overtime at night.

Under the oil lamp, Mei Qianghua prepared the things she would need tomorrow, including a lot of rouge and gouache, and a set of old-fashioned clothes. These were all used for disguise tomorrow.

Although Old Man Li's house was burned down, I heard that Old Man Li returned to the town's academy to stay at the academy the next day, leaving only the others struggling to rebuild the house.

Although the money in Mrs. Li's hand was taken by herself, Old Man Li still had the land in his hand. The head of the Li family was still the village chief. It was not difficult to go to the Yamen to fill up the land deed. With the land in hand, Old Man Li asked the villagers to borrow money to build a house. It's not a difficult task.

Mei Qianghua also didn't believe that people like Old Man Li would hand over all the money in the family to Mrs. Li.

far away.

Although Lijia Village and some surrounding villages knew that Boss Li treated his younger brothers and sisters as slaves, the town didn't know it, and the academy didn't know it either. In this era, everyone's awe for scholars is hidden deep in their bones. Especially the farmers who work in the fields and don't even know the words. This is why Mr. Li is so confident and condescending to his family.

Therefore, no matter what, we have to "make a name for ourselves" for Boss Li!

***

Early the next morning, I put my bamboo basket on my back and walked towards the mountains under the eyes of the villagers.

After seeing no one in sight, he immediately changed his clothes and went down the mountain from the other side avoiding people. He did not need to pass the village entrance, but came down directly at the intersection with another village, walked onto the road, and walked towards the town.

The head is wrapped in a dark blue turban, wearing a semi-old straw hat, and a suit of colorful old clothes. It is said to be colorful, but it is actually some clothes sewn from the edges. There are various colors. In this era, except for the elderly, Except for the old lady, no one would choose this kind of clothes.

Li Dahua's exposed skin is already yellow and black, and her hands are rough. A little makeup would make her look older.

Today is not a market day, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the plum rose is holding a dead branch and a walking stick. When no one is around, the steps are fast, but when there are people, they slow down and stop for a moment.

"Old man."

A polite greeting came from beside me.

Mei Qianghua turned around and saw an old man in his forties walking beside her with a bullock cart, and there were three young women in the cart.

"Old man, are you going to the town? Get in the car and I'll give you a ride." The uncle said with a smile.

"This, how can this be so embarrassing?" Mei Qianghua lowered her voice, sounding like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

"It's okay. I'm not going to the market today. Besides, you are so old, so you allow us to take advantage of your blessing." Dajingguo said that the longer people live, the greater their blessings. The uncle looked a little jealous, looking like this , he must be seventy or eighty years old, right?

"Hey." Mei Qianghua stopped refusing and sat on it. Anyway, it's not that far from the town.

"I will live a long life this year." The uncle drove the ox cart forward without forgetting to chat.

Mei Qianghua recalled the face she saw in the bronze mirror and said, "I'm eighty-five."

"Hey!" The uncle and the people in the car were a little dumbfounded. Even rich people at this age are rare, "Which village does this old man come from?"

"In the mountains, if the eldest son is not clamoring for white bread, he has been setting off since dawn." The plum blossoms were blowing.

The uncle and the three women were stunned. They were mountain people, but even if they were mountain people, they were old enough to even give up to the county magistrate!

The uncle stammered: "Then your eldest son is over sixty, right?" He is only forty-one this year, so he can be his father!

"I got married late, at the age of twenty-two. My eldest son is sixty-two, and my youngest child is fifty-six!" The more I blew, the more natural it became.

A woman murmured and asked, "Does it mean that if you marry late, you will live longer?"

Mei Qianghua knew that women in ancient times got married early and had a high mortality rate during childbirth. She thought about it and said, "There are some sayings. When I was a child, I heard my parents say that it is best for both men and women to be over ten years old before they get married. Eight years old, if you want to have a child, it’s better to be after twenty years old!”

"Why is that?" the young women quickly asked.

"I heard that the bones of the body are mature only at this age, and the best time for a person to have children is between the ages of twenty-five and thirty." Mei Qianghua simply said what she knew, "The children born are also better than the average age. The child needs to be healthier.”

The three young women thought about it and found that it was indeed true that although children from farm families generally did not pay much attention to raising them carefully, children born at this age rarely died in infancy, and they looked smarter than the previous ones.

All four of them wrote this down. Although it was impossible to get married after the age of twenty, and they could not wait to have children after the age of twenty-five, this was still considered a statement about longevity!

These are words from an eighty-five-year-old man!

The next five people talked non-stop. The other four wanted to know why a woman from the mountains lived longer than the old ladies from wealthy families. Mei Qianghua wanted to know more about the outside world, even gossip.

Along the way, everyone has gained something.