I am old in the Han Dynasty

Qian Xiaohua choked for breath and was speechless.

The crowd laughed.

The person who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal immediately said, "Make ten pieces for Brother Monkey."

"Why?" Qian Xiaohua asked, staring at her with raised eyebrows.

"It's up to you to run on Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi, go back and tell your third master that your second aunt laughed at the clothes he made for your brother monkey."

"Okay!" Xiao Qi started to run home.

Qian Xiaohua's expression changed suddenly, "Xie Xiaoqi, stop!"

Xie Lang frowned, who is it?I was so impatient to live that I dared to yell at his Xiaoqi.

Throwing down the saw, Xie Lang strode out, "Who told Xiaoqi to stop?"

"Qian Xiaohua." Qin Hong only came out after hearing Qian Xiaohua's voice, but she happened to see Qian Xiaohua hiding behind the drying room, "Over there."

Xie Lang went up to hug Xiao Qi, "Did your aunt scold you?"

The child shook his head, "Auntie said, she made ten pieces of clothes for Brother Monkey."

"Qian Xiaohua, is it true?" Xie Lang asked while walking towards the drying room with the child in his arms.

The person who was happy to see Qian Xiaohua cleaned up immediately said, "She also said you didn't do well."

"Then you can make ten pieces for my Brother Hou." Xie Lang said, seeing Huzi and Xiaolang, "Forget it, nine pieces. Brother Monkey, Huzi and Xiaolang each have three pieces."

Qian Xiaohua hurriedly jumped out, "I didn't."

"Then how do they say it's you?" Xie Lang asked, "Why don't they say Qin Hong's sister-in-law, or my second sister-in-law and elder sister-in-law?"

Qian Xiaohua opened her mouth to explain, but she sat down when she said it. She laughed at Xie Lang's ugly clothes.If you don't say it, you have to make nine pieces for a few beasts.Even without sleeves and trousers, nine pieces still need a lot of cloth.

Qian Xiaohua: "They envy me!"

Everyone shouted at the same time.

Qian Xiaohua stared at everyone: "Why? Dare you not envy me as Xiao Qi's aunt?"

"I'm not envious!" Everyone said in unison.

Qian Xiaohua opened her mouth, almost choking on her own saliva, and pointed at the crowd, "Duplicity. I'm too lazy to talk to you." Without waiting for everyone to recover, she ran eastward.

Qin Hong laughed and was speechless, "This Qian Xiaohua is really shameless."

"She knew she would run this way if she wanted to save face." Feng Ying glanced at the direction where Qian Xiaohua disappeared.

Xie Lang: "I don't dare to come recently."

"For sure." Feng Ying said, "I'm worried that you will ask her for clothes again." Speaking of clothes, Feng Ying couldn't help but glance at the monkey, tiger and little wolf again, "What are those things you sewed for them?" ?”

Xie Lang glanced at the monkey, "It's a handicraft. I still sewed it with my old clothes. Xiao Qi, are you going home?"

"Go home." Showing off and being disgusted by Qian Xiaohua, the child was very unhappy and hugged Xie Lang's neck, "Third Master, I'm sleepy."

Xie Lang hugged him up a little, and patted his back, "Sleep when you're sleepy." Then he asked Qin Hong, "When did you go shopping for New Year's Eve?"

"You buy it now?" Qin Hong asked.

Xie Lang nodded, "It's almost there. I'm worried that the road will be blocked by snow in a few days. I'll buy vegetables from people in our village."

Many people in the village planted many radishes and cabbages in front of and behind their houses.They couldn't finish the cabbage and radish soup every day.Xie Lang planned to buy some from those people.

"I plan to sell my two sheep and buy another ten catties of mutton." Xie Lang said.

Qin Hong: "There are only two sheep in your family. Can you buy them after selling them?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "When the weather gets warmer, I have to make columbine carts for you. There are still a few plows and rakes that I want to raise and I don't have time to feed them. I'll buy them in summer. I can sell them in winter. Sell ​​it for a high price."

Mutton is more expensive than usual in winter.

Qin Hong knew this, "You have a good plan. Then let's go early tomorrow?"

"Go early. I have to buy some salt. By the way, tell the restaurant that it hasn't snowed since winter, and it will definitely fall around New Year's Eve." Xie Lang glanced at the sky, "It's not normal to be cold recently."

Qin Hong nodded, "Xiaoguang's father also said this morning that it suddenly became cold, as if it was going to snow."

"Can the oily skin still be sold?" The woman who was roasting the oily skin asked loudly.

Qin Hong: "I'll ask tomorrow. It's almost New Year's Eve, and there must be a lot of people buying oily skin. Wine shops don't want it, but grain stores and grocery stores also want it."

"You can do it with confidence." Xie Lang said, "There's nothing to eat in winter, so I just hope to change the taste of things made from beans. They want as much as you make."

Qin Hong thought the same way, "By the way, Sanlang, do you want to save some for you to go to Prince Wang's house?"

Wei Qing didn't come to look for him, and Xie Lang didn't meet him in the city these few times, so he didn't want to look for him again.But Wei Qing really regards him as a friend, and it's not appropriate not to go to a friend's house during the Chinese New Year.

"Then I'll go the day after tomorrow. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow to find something to send to Mr. Wang." Xie Lang thought for a moment, then said to Feng Ying, "Second Brother, will you go tomorrow? Sell the sheep for me."

Sun Fang said, "Go, your elder brother."

"He can't. Second sister-in-law, you go with second brother." Xie Lang said, "When negotiating the price with them, I thought in my heart that we don't have to sell, so we can negotiate a high price."

Feng Ying asked curiously, "Why?"

"People who buy livestock are smarter than us. They can tell by looking at your expression whether you are in a hurry to use the money, or you can sell it or not. If you are in a hurry to use the money, the price will be lowered. If you are not in a hurry, they will give you a relatively fair price." price." Xie Lang said.

Feng Ying nodded, "I've made a note. What else do you want to buy?"

"I'm going to Prince Wang's house the day after tomorrow. I don't think I'll have time to go to the Dongxi Market. You can buy me a pack of salt." There are still two jars of lard at home, so I don't need the oil anymore.Xie Lang thought about it, "Buy me some white noodles."

Feng Ying exclaimed, "Buying noodles?"

"I can't eat the grain you gave me. The ground is all wheat bran." Xie Lang glanced at Xie Zhongwu's wife, "If you don't believe me, you can ask her. There is not as much white flour as wheat bran."

Xie Zhongwu's wife saw when Xie Lang was grinding flour with their millstone.Then he nodded and said, "I don't know whose grain it is. The wheat grains are flat. I don't think ten catties of grain can produce as much flour as one catty of Sanlang's grain."

"Then, what should I do?" Feng Ying subconsciously looked for her mother-in-law, looked around and found that Yao Guizhi was picking beans at home.

Xie Lang: "There should be some good ones too, but I didn't find them. Later, I'll make a sieve to sift out the noodles, and save the wheat bran to feed chickens and cows. Chickens grow fast, so I won't have to buy them from you."

Feng Ying felt relieved when she heard that it was not a waste, "Fifty catties?"

"Yes." Xie Lang quite likes to eat yellow noodle buns.After talking about this with Feng Ying, I discussed with Xie Zhongwu's wife and Qin Hong that they would use his donkey to grind dozens of catties of millet and save it for cooking cakes.

Of course Qin Hong had no objection.

Thanks to him, Xie Bowen didn't have to go up the mountain to exchange his life for money. Her family's bills were paid off, and she bought all the bricks to build three large tile-roofed houses, and the family still had a surplus.Not to mention that Xie Lang used his donkey to pull the mill, and Qin Hong also lent him his donkey to plow the land.

Xie Lang thought about nothing else, so he carried Xiao Qi who was already asleep and went home.

Put Xiao Qi in the house, Xie Lang went to the kitchen.Seeing that there were still a few fish in the cupboard, he had killed them two days earlier, so he planned to make fish soup.Suddenly remembered something, and hurried out to ask, "Has anyone caught fish in the river recently?"

"Catch fish?" Everyone asked back, "What kind of fish to catch?"

Xie Lang: "No?"

The crowd shook their heads.

A few days ago, women were busy raising silkworms, drawing silk and making bean curd sticks, wishing they could be split in two.The men were so busy making paper and practicing paper-making that their arms ached from exhaustion, and they fell asleep even after eating, so they had no time to eat fish, let alone catch fish.

Xie Lang pointed to the north and southeast sides, "Tell each other to catch fish in the ditch over there tomorrow morning."

"Is there any fish?" Everyone was suspicious.

Xie Jiankang went to the Weihe River to catch seedlings in front of him, which inspired Xie Lang. He couldn't directly give fish to the people in the silkworm farm.You can help them indirectly.

People in sericulture are shallow and unreasonable because they are poor.

Cang reports the truth and knows etiquette.

Xie Lang believed that they were satisfied with material things, even if no one taught them, they would still pay attention to their words, deeds and self-cultivation.So he put some carp fry in the ditch.

Wild carp can only grow a catty a year.But there are mulberry trees on the outside of the ditch, and the mulberry flowers, mulberries and insects fall enough for fish to eat.Xie Lang felt that the fish fry he put in, even if they didn't grow to the weight of a catty in later generations, would still be worth seven to eight taels.

Xie Lang then said with certainty: "Yes. I put some fish fry in the front. I caught some fish fry from the spring and put them in. They should grow up."

"Go and see tomorrow?"

Xie Lang nodded, "Take out all the fishing nets or baskets at home. If there are none, ask the old man at home to weave some."

"Understood." The woman agreed, and after roasting the yuba, she went home and told her family about it.

The villagers were so busy making oil skins that they forgot to dig the ditches.Knowing that Xie Lang also put fish fry in it, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Xie Lang is kind-hearted, and he will surely live a long life.

Fortunately, Xie Lang, who only lived to 37 in his previous life, did not hear what they said, otherwise he would have told them that he doesn't ask for too much, and that 50 years old is enough.

Fortunately, Xie Lang didn't know, so he took the cattle and sheep to the house and went to the kitchen to make fish soup.

When the fish soup was ready, Xiao Qi came in rubbing his eyes.

Seeing him wobbling around, Xie Lang wanted to laugh like a tumbler, "Have you not had enough sleep yet? Continue to sleep."

"I'm hungry." The child tried to open his eyes wide, sniffed, and looked at Xie Lang pitifully. He was sleepy and hungry, so pitiful.

Xie Lang pointed to the wooden stool in front of the stove, "Sit down. Let's eat the cake when it's done."

When the child sits down, his little head is like pounding garlic.Xie Lang was very worried that his head would get stuck in the pot, so he hurried over to hug him.

The child slept around another cup of tea, and only woke up when the golden monkey, which smelled the fragrance, sat up and chirped.Xie Lang wiped his hands and face for him, and took out the fish for dinner.

After dinner, when it got dark, Xie Lang blocked the gate of the livestock pen with a wooden plank, and then took the children to wash.

When I was not sleepy in the bedroom, I lit the oil lamp to teach the children to read and tell some stories to the children.

In the story, Xiaoqi wakes up to dawn and doesn't see Xie Lang and doesn't make a fuss. She puts on her clothes, pulls on her shoes and calls, "Third Lord."

"I'm cooking. Come on." Xie Lang replied, stuffed the firewood into the stove and went outside, "Why don't you sleep more in such a cold day?"

"I'm not cold." Xiao Qi, who was dressed very thickly, raised her red face, "Master, I'm going to catch fish too."

Xie Lang mentioned something to him last night, unexpectedly he still remembered, "Okay. Take out your little basket."

The child turned around and ran towards the grain, "Ah!"

Xie Lang hurriedly followed, "What's wrong?"

"Old, mouse?" The child pointed to the eaves.

Xie Lang looked up and saw a black mouse hanging from the yellow thing, he was relieved, he thought a mouse had entered the grain room, "That's a weasel."

"Not a mouse?" The child asked hurriedly.

Xie Lang: "It's the same as our little black wolf. It's just that it's yellow and can only grow so big. It's helping our family catch mice."

"As good as Little Wolf?" The child understood and was no longer afraid. "Is Little Wolf's friend? Third Master."

Xie Lang couldn't explain it, so he thought for a while, "That's right. You aren't looking for a basket?"

The child remembered and almost forgot the business.After finding his small pannier, he grabbed Xie Lang's hand and wanted to go out.

Xie Lang saw the papers piled up in one place, they were all wiped by him, and the mice must not be harmed.

After hesitating for a moment, Xie Lang tidied up after the meal. He made a wooden frame in the room where he and Xiao Qi lived before, put the paper in the wooden frame, and pressed it with a big wooden board.

Xie Lang and Xiao Qi moved into the main room, they left the couch and the torn quilt inside, and moved the monkey, tiger and little wolf inside.The three of them sleep in their own nests if they want to sleep in their own nests, and sleep in whoever's couch they want.But no matter where they sleep, mice dare not go in.

After tidying up, I went to the grain room to check again to make sure that the grain bag hadn't been bitten, so I led Xiao Qi to catch fish.

As Xie Lang expected, each family had two or three carp weighing seven or eight.

Those whose family background is rich are happy, and those who are not well off are even happier. Xie Lang is also very happy to see the happy smiles on every face.Let Xiaoqi go home with Xie Guang, and he and Xie Bowen went up the mountain.

In winter, the mountains are bare, Xie Lang has sensitive five senses, and with the help of monkeys, he and Xie Bowen can kill five gray rabbits in an hour.

Xie Bowen had two, Xie Lang kept one, and the next day he took two big rabbits and a pack of bean curd sticks, and carried Xiao Qi to Wei's house.

At the gate of Wei's house, taking advantage of Xiao Qi's inattention, Xie Lang put two big carp into the basket.

The concierge of Wei's family was surprised and happy to see him, and greeted Xie Lang inside without going in to report.While closing the door, he said, "If the third son Xie doesn't come, my son will go to find you."

"Then why didn't he come to me?" Xie Lang asked intentionally, "I've already prepared wine and meat."

"Zhongqing is looking for you to drink and eat meat?"

Xie Lang didn't raise his head, and continued, "Yes. Who told us that we are wine and meat friends." He was surprised when he said it, because the voice sounded familiar.I followed the voice and saw no one, "Who is it?"

"it's here."

Xie Lang turned around and saw two people standing at the door leading to the backyard, one of them was the one from Weiyang Palace.

"Why—" Why is it him again.Xie Lang's face changed suddenly.

"Why is it me again? I am also wondering, I came to Zhongqing's house twice last year and this year, and I can meet you every time. What do you think is the fate between you and me?"

Evil fate!

Xie Lang muttered something in his heart, then put Xiao Qi down, "Kowtow to you, Grandpa Liu."