Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

"Are you sure?"

The village chief was very surprised after hearing Yao Yan's intentions. After being silent for a while, he looked at Yao Yan and asked again.

Before Yao Yan opened his mouth, Ma Yu hurriedly answered. He cleared his throat and looked at the village chief sincerely, "Saburo and I hit it off very well, and we hit it off right away. We are all happy that he lives in my house... It is confirmed that we will not build a house this year." .”

He spoke a little incoherently, and even used a lot of idioms, the village chief didn't care, Yao Yan almost didn't hold back, and he didn't laugh out loud until he left the village chief's house.

Ma Yu walked behind him with red ears, and he didn't say until Yao Yan had laughed, "What's so funny about this."

"It's the first time I've heard you say so many idioms. They obviously don't match, but they can be heard together."

Yao Yan stood still, and when the other party walked in front of him, he pursed his lips and said.

Ma Yu blushed. Although he didn't understand what the idiom Yao Yan said, he also knew that the other party was making fun of what he said to the village chief just now.

But the joke is a joke, anyway, Yao Yan can't build a house this year, so he can only live in their house.

Thinking of this, Ma Yu's face flushed even more. He stretched out the kerosene lamp, "Go, go home."

Yao Yan lowered his head slightly, "Yes."

With Yao Yan's design, the cloth shop's business is gradually booming. In this town, shopkeeper Wang has a relatively large cloth shop. He is naturally the one who makes money. The monthly money of Yao Yan and the boy has changed. in.

They are also very motivated, especially Xiao Ding, who doesn't need to be urged by shopkeeper Wang at all. The first thing to do every day when opening a shop is to stand at the door of the shop and sell, and shopkeeper Wang is also happy.

On the other hand, the business of the iron shop is not as good as the business of the cloth shop. The old blacksmith lay on the rocking chair, squinting at Ma Yu who started to tinker with wood because he didn't have much business, "I don't know that you are from the carpenter's shop. Still from the blacksmith's shop."

Ma Yu smiled when he heard the words, "Of course it's from the blacksmith's shop."

Although the old blacksmith said that, he didn't let him stop to do other work. He took out the dry cigarette and lit it slowly, "Do you know the stand-in boy?"

Ma Yu looked up, "I know."

A substitute boy is a little boy carved out of wood. The child's birthday is engraved on the back or under the child's feet, and the child will become a substitute for the child.

If a child suffers from any illness or disaster, the Disaster Relief Boy will bless him.

The old blacksmith took a puff of dry smoke, and the smoke passed in front of his eyes, making his cloudy eyes look a little misty, "I am a foreign relative, and I want to be a substitute boy for his child, but he doesn't want to look like an ordinary boy. Because his child lacks wood, he wants to combine the boy with ebony, as for where the birth date is engraved, don't worry about it."

Ma Yu understood what the old blacksmith meant, and his movements gradually slowed down, "I'm just playing for fun. I may not be able to do what you said."

The old blacksmith smiled slightly, "How do you know if it will work or not? To tell you the truth, the child was born to a woman he raised outside. An illegitimate child cannot be on the stage until it is recognized by the family, so it can only be done in private." Find someone to do it, but if you want to seal the mouths of those master sculptors, you can't get it without 50 taels of silver."

"If you pick it up, you can save him 20 taels no matter what."

This means that the next order is 30 taels?

Ma Yu didn't pick it up. He showed the wood he was working on just now. It was already half-carved, and the part that came out was unremarkable.

At this time, Yao Yan came here in a hurry when the system prompted that the plot had started. Ma Yu got up happily when he saw him coming, and showed him what he was holding, "Sanlang, look at it!" , is this the kind of little wolf you want?"

Yao Yan glanced at the dozing old blacksmith, and pulled Ma Yu out of the shop with a smile. After making sure that the old blacksmith couldn't hear him, he took the half-carved little wolf. What he described to the other party was a cartoon version of the little wolf. The little wolf in Shi's hand has a big head, only half of the body is small, it looks really cute.

But the little wolf's head was carved like a real wolf, and it looked a little weird, Yao Yan smiled, "It's pretty good, I like it very much, send it to me after the carving is finished?"

"Of course it's yours." Ma Yu promised.

Seeing his serious face, Yao Yanqing coughed, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "If the master introduces you to business, please don't accept it."

At the beginning of the plot, because Ma's father got typhoid fever, the medicine didn't work. In order to make money to buy medicine, Ma Yu took the stand-in boy mentioned by the old blacksmith. There was no problem with the order.

But when the male protagonist was looking for a master sculptor, he happened to hear that the family had asked someone to carve a different substitute boy, so he looked for it, and then learned of Ma Yu's location.

However, Ma Yu restrained the style and quality when he shot the ticket. Although it met the requirements of the master, the work was still a bit rough. If he was in the same industry, he would definitely look down on him. As a layman, he can make it, and The quality is not too rough and acceptable.

After seeing the work, the male protagonist of Piaoshi was a little disappointed, and then left, but after several turnarounds, he came to the county again, holding Sima Piao to become a living horse doctor, so he found Ma Yu, and saw Ma Yu with his own eyes when Ma's father refused. After Yu Lian took out the carving tool in the corner, he felt that the Ma family was unusual.

So he stayed in the town, and ran to the village from time to time, which made the secretly observing enemies discover that something was wrong with the Ma family. scourge.

Ma Yu was taken aback when he heard the words. After all, the old blacksmith introduced a business to him just now. Yao Yan did not look at him, but continued, "A few days ago, I learned from shopkeeper Wang that someone came to our place. The town said he was looking for someone to carve something, Master Liu in our town is not bad at carving, but he doesn't like it."

"I guess if you want something very important, or if you want to blackmail people on purpose, you may not want it after the sculpture is finished," Yao Yan guessed very stingily.

Ma Yu's eyes darkened slightly, he looked at the little wolf in his hand and said nothing.

"You've only learned kung fu for a few days, so don't be in a hurry to ask the master to introduce you to business. Beware of dissatisfaction, no money, and a waste of time."

Yao Yan changed his words at this time, telling Ma Yu not to introduce business to the old blacksmith.

Ma Yu didn't care too much, but nodded with a serious face, "I'm too crazy, don't worry, I won't sculpt those people easily before I finish my studies, even if I sculpt, I will only sell it to Ordinary people."

"Your words are crazy enough," Yao Yan bumped into him, and smiled, "I'll just remind you, there are a lot of bad guys now, just before I went to help people with work, and when I went, I said yes Twenty cents a day, but I was told it was eighteen cents after finishing the work, but I was so angry that I said no and left."

"Can I not? That's my hard-earned money, but I can't beat them, so I can only admit defeat, otherwise I won't get that little money."

What Yao Yan said was half true and half false, it really happened in his modern times.

"who is it?"

Ma Yu immediately asked fiercely.

Yao Yan glanced at him, "Anyway, Brother Ma, don't promise others in a daze, my brain is spinning quickly, if you have anything to discuss with me, okay?"

"Okay, okay," Ma Yu heard the two words of discussion, don't think too much about how beautiful he is, after Yao Yan returned to the shop, he was still very happy in his heart.

When he returned to the blacksmith shop, the old blacksmith was already snoring.

Ma's father's cold was caused by holding wet firewood. The autumn rain was continuous, and the firewood was wet outside. Ma's father wanted to move it inside, not wanting to wet his clothes, and was anxious to cook for Ma Yu. But it will happen.

When he got home, Yao Yan pointed to a little firewood outside the woodshed and said to Ma Yu, "Because it hasn't rained these few days, move some of the firewood outside here, otherwise it will be very troublesome to burn wet firewood in the future."

Ma Yu immediately rolled up his sleeves and went to work.

Father Ma saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he looked at Yao Yan, and sighed again when he turned his back.

"It's all life..."

After getting the firewood ready, Yao Yan told Father Ma again, "Uncle, it's been rainy and restless these days, so don't go too far away, it won't be good if you wake up and get caught in the rain with a cold."

Father Ma nodded, "I will be careful."

His body is full of bones, and he suffers from many diseases in autumn and winter.

"Father, you have to listen to Saburo," Ma Yu followed, his petty behavior was disgusted by others, "Typhoid fever is not easy to cure, and you are the one who suffers."

Father Ma's mouth twitched slightly, and he kicked Ma Yu away, "You all know that I am the one who suffers, so I will be careful!"

Ma Yu chuckled, Yao Yan turned his face away and smiled.

After instructing Father Ma repeatedly, Yao Yan and Ma Yu worked hard, only thinking about earning money, but they never thought that Father Ma was fine and something happened to the old blacksmith.

When he was going out, he fell down on the stone steps and broke his right leg. He thought he was not far away, so he was seen by someone he knew and hurriedly reported to his wife, and then sent to the hospital to wait for the horse. When Yu rushed over, the old blacksmith had just been sent home.

His face was pale, and he looked very bad. His wife sat aside and kept wiping tears.

"Tell you to walk carefully. You are a young man when you pay back the ticket. It's okay if you fall!"

His wife's accusation made the old blacksmith's expression even worse. He looked around, and Ma Yu hurried over, "What do you want?"

"Where's my dry tobacco?"

Ma Yu: ...

The wife scolded again, "You are still thinking about smoking after you are like this? The doctor said you have to avoid it!"

"I'm about to fall to my death, and you won't even let me take a puff of cigarette?"

The old blacksmith was even more unhappy. He touched his leg with a painful expression on his face, "It hurts..."

The corner of Ma Yu's mouth twitched, watching his wife prepare the dry tobacco and handing it over. The old blacksmith sent his wife to make medicine. After taking a few sips, he looked relieved, "It's much more comfortable."

"...You take good care of it, I will take care of the shop."

Ma Yu said.

The old blacksmith looked up at him, "We have no children, and I have become like this again. You are a good man, are you willing to be our godson? If you are willing, I will leave the shop to you."