Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

Coincidentally, it was autumn yesterday, and there was an autumn rain at night, and the ground was still wet when I got up in the morning, not to mention the soil in the ground.

Working in such a situation would definitely get dirty, and the salt and oil at home were gone, so Yao Yan planned to go to the town to buy some back, not wanting to meet Li Xiucai.

Li Xiucai was wearing a dark green gown today, with a bookshelf on his back, and a small black cloth hanging on it, he really looked like a scholar studying.

"A word of advice, don't mess with things you don't deserve!"

Li Xiucai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Yao Yandao who looked a little better than himself.

"Is Li Xiucai in trouble?" Yao Yan passed him directly, "What I want, whether it's a person or a thing, is what I want when I grow up, and it's Li Xiucai."

Yao Yan stood still, turned his head slightly to look at Li Xiucai, who was not looking well, "Why do you have such a heavy powdery smell on your body?"

Li Xiucai was taken aback, subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body. Seeing this, Yao Yan said again, "That's right, a scholar is naturally romantic, so he understands."

After finishing speaking, Yao Yan laughed and left.

Li Xiucai's complexion changed suddenly, and he went straight into the nearby woods. When he came back, he had already changed into a plain black gown.

"Does Li Xiucai often visit brothels?"

Yao Yan, who continued to move forward, poked the system, but the system did not give an accurate answer, "Scholar..."

But what was said was clear enough.

Yao Yan shrugged and hurried on his way.

Yao Yan naturally had no money, and Yuan himself was even poorer. Before going out, Mrs. Zhao gave him two taels of silver.

Yao Yan, who had no money, accepted it cheekily.

He was carrying a basket with straw sandals in it. He learned from Mrs. Zhao, but he added some modern elements into it, and dyed some grass with flowers that could be dyed. After making the straw sandals, they naturally looked much better. .

Everything he does is childish.

The town is not big, but it is not small either.

There are mostly men and women on the street, and there are not many young women. After Yao Yan looked around, he found that there is a certain place for setting up a stall. The streets are already packed to the brim.

There are even people who negotiate with those who have already set up a stall, sell their own things with the stall owner, and share some of the money with the stall owner.

After Yao Yan looked at it for a while, he went into the grocery store with straw sandals on his back.

In addition to the shopkeeper, the grocery store also had a son who was a shopkeeper. Yao Yan was fair-looking, well-proportioned and pleasant to speak. The shopkeeper reluctantly agreed to look at his straw sandals. Yao Yan put down the basket and took two pairs of straw sandals and handed them over.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up slightly after seeing the color of the straw sandals that were different from ordinary straw sandals. He took his hand and looked carefully, and then said to Yao Yan, "Your straw sandals are wonderful in this color of straw. A discerning person can make them at a glance, but they are ordinary. Ordinary people may be a little slower in dyeing, but there happens to be a dyeing workshop in our town."

Yao Yan naturally understood what the shopkeeper meant, "I understand, and I didn't plan to do long-term business. It's just that the family is poor and really lacks money, so I picked up the straw sandals ingeniously, thinking that the child will look happy when they wear them."

"Usually a pair of straw sandals costs four renminbi, but I charge five renminbi for your straw sandals, but after it becomes popular in the town, the price will have to go down, even..."

Not even charged.

Yao Yan nodded, sold the twenty pairs of straw sandals in the basket to the shopkeeper, and got a hundred cash.

He didn't treat the hundred coins as his private house, but used the money to buy things that needed to be bought, and only used the money that Mrs. Zhao gave him when he didn't have enough money.

As soon as I left the gate of the town after shopping, it started to rain lightly.

Yao Yan didn't say a word to sit in the bullock cart waiting for guests outside the town, three pennies can send him to the village entrance, it doesn't matter if he gets wet, but the ingredients in the back basket can't.

As soon as he got out of the car at the entrance of the village, the long-awaited old man Zhao came up to meet him. He handed Yao Yan an umbrella and held one for himself.

"Thank you uncle."

Yao Yan smiled and held up the umbrella. The old man Zhao wanted to take the pannier from him, but Yao Yan naturally refused to give it to him. The old and the young went home.

On the road, we must pay attention to the conditions of the fields. Old man Zhao looked a little happy, "The past few days have been dry, but now that the autumn rains are here, I am relieved."

But after finishing speaking, he looked at the heavier rain with some worry, "I just hope it doesn't rain for too long, otherwise the crops will be hard to harvest."

Yao Yan nodded.

When they got home, Mrs. Zhao was looking around at the gate of the courtyard. Seeing them, she hurriedly said, "Did Yan'er get wet?"

"No, the ox cart uncle gave me the coir raincoat, and it didn't get wet."

After handing over the rest of the money to Mrs. Zhao, Yao Yan rolled up his sleeves and prepared to boil the oil. As the oil residue came out, the yard smelled like lard.

Yao Yan didn't boil the oil residue too dry, he left a small part and put some salt in it, put it into a bowl for Mrs. Zhao and old man Zhao to eat.

Seeing that he was still busy, Mrs. Zhao evened some out with chopsticks for him to keep.

After lunch, Mrs. Zhao stopped Yao Yan and asked, "Did you spend the money from selling the straw sandals?"

Yao Yan just laughed.

Mrs. Zhao hit him lightly, and gave Yao Yan the money that Yao Yan had given her before, "You will keep it if you give it," she said, then rolled up her sleeves and went to clean up the dishes.

Looking at the money in his hand, Yao Yan smiled slightly and put it away.

The rain didn't stop until night. During this time, Yao Yan and Mrs. Zhao had been making straw sandals. He had dyed quite a lot of colored grass before, but the three of them had been busy for so many hours, and they used up all of them.

In the early morning of the first day, Yao Yan went to the grocery store with the straw sandals on his back. Since he came not long after, the price had not changed. A total of fifty pairs of shoes were sold for 250 renminbi.

After selling the straw sandals, Yao Yan walked around the town again. Yesterday was the market day, but today is not, but the number of people in the town is only one-third less.

Although it is ancient times, there are quite a few people who can sell things. In addition to those who have shops, those who sell candied haws, those who shave their heads and beards on the street, and those who hang a box to sell wooden hairpins, and those who buy their own sauerkraut or pickles of.

Go to the spacious street, and there are also sellers of herbal tea and pancakes.

Yao Yan walked home this time. On the way, he thought about the business in the town. Selling food is not enough. It is convenient to live in the town to set up a stall on the street. Besides, the restaurants in the town can be regarded as local snakes. It's fine if you go to a restaurant to do business, but if you open your own shop, you will definitely be troubled.

This trouble is no ordinary trouble.

While you are sick it kills you.

"Host, we are a farming system, no one will starve to death."

Seeing him frowning and thinking all the way, the system spoke.

Yao Yan rolled his eyes, "I haven't seen you release missions during this time."

"Isn't the autumn harvest coming soon? There are plenty of tasks."

The system opened its mouth, and Yao Yan became a ghost from exhaustion.

The Zhao family has a lot of fields, and now every household is busy harvesting the autumn harvest. The only people who can be invited are some hunters from the surrounding area, but there are not many hunters. Apart from Yao Yan and the other three, they also invited three hunters. Collect all the food in the village.

The grain harvest is not finished yet, no one in the Zhao family has a reputation, so they still have to pay taxes and grains, and after the tax grains are paid, they start drying grains, dancing grains, and harvesting grains.

"This year's harvest is good," Mrs. Zhao said with a joyful smile on her face as she looked at the cramped hut.

Yao Yan was picking up the blisters on his hands and feet with a needle. He worked hard these days to complete the small tasks distributed by the system, but all the points he had accumulated these days were used to pay off the debt.

"Don't work so hard in the future," Mrs. Zhao couldn't help saying, seeing his miserable state.

The family has hired people, and this kid is so practical in his work, but thinking of Yao Yan's dexterity in his work, Mrs. Zhao likes him more and more.

"Auntie will cook chicken for you tonight."

Yao Yan was taken aback, "No need, we will eat when Da Lang comes back."

"I have raised so many chickens, it's not a problem," so Yao Yan drank delicious chicken soup at night.

"I don't know if Dalang and the others have gone back."

During the autumn harvest, Zhang San came back from the county seat, and went to the Escort to inquire whether Zhao Hengliang had returned, and even ran over here when he came back, saying that he hadn't come back yet.

Zhang San and Li Si's family also had a lot of land. After finishing their work, the Zhao family took a look and found that they had invited people, and the people they hired were all real people, so they went home and continued to work.

Silently poking open the small map where Zhao Hengliang was, Yao Yan raised his eyes and smiled, "We should start going back in time."

"I hope I can have time to come back this time and take a look. Don't go out again just before the Escort Bureau took a day off like last time."

While speaking, old man Wang came in a hurry, "Old Zhao! Do you still have any medicine to stop bleeding at home, old Zhao?"

During the autumn harvest, those who have the conditions will prepare some hemostatic powder at home.

"Also, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Zhao asked a question while getting medicine into the room.

Old man Wang's expression was a bit subtle, but it was fleeting, "It's just a distant relative of mine who came to help our family with work and was injured."

Yao Yan blinked. According to the timeline of the script, it was the time when Wang Lan found the comatose man in the mountains.

"Then take it back quickly," Old Man Zhao said hurriedly after seeing Mrs. Zhao coming out with the medicine.

"Hey, hey," old man Wang nodded quickly, and left with the medicine.

When he got home, Mrs. Wang was scolding Wang Lan, "Why do you like to meddle so much! This man is covered in blood, and I don't know if it's good or bad. You take him home, in case it's a bad one... ..."

"Probably not." Wang Lan glanced at the man on the bed who looked so clean after wiping off the blood, "Look at him, he's also a good guy."

Mrs. Wang snorted, "You know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart, girl!"

"Don't worry, mother." Wang Lan was also relieved after seeing the old man Wang came back with the medicine, as long as he didn't die in their house, it would be fine. "When he wakes up, let him go. Salvation is not personal, if he really repays his kindness, he will send him to the government!"

"Take the medicine first, don't die!"

Old man Wang was very worried. After driving Wang Lan out, he pulled back the man's quilt to reveal his bruised body.

That night, old man Wang came again, but Yao Yan didn't know what he had said to old man Zhao.

Old man Zhao didn't come back until the next morning.

"What's the matter?"

Mrs. Zhao handed the sweet potato porridge and asked.

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How anxious am I now?I just go to watch WeChat sports every day, and I feel relieved when I find that the other party has steps. It turns out that she is still alive. It seems that it is only a matter of time, woo woo woo woo