Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

After one day, the lingering red light around the lucky bead became brighter. Zhong Qingran tried to convert all these lucky coins into copper coins. The red light began to flicker, and Zhong Qingran felt a thump in his heart. Although there was no direct reminder, the meaning was obvious. Once this copper coin was successfully converted, the red light would be completely annihilated, and then turn into an ominous green light. Zhong Qingran immediately stopped the transformation, not only In this way, the seven copper coins that were created out of nothing before and the two taels of silver he owned were collected into the lucky bead.

At this moment, the dim red light that was originally crumbling suddenly rose sharply, and the dazzling red light became so bright that the dazzling Zhong Qingran couldn't help squinting his eyes, and then the light softened and was no longer so dazzling.

After such a test, Zhong Qingran probably understands that the energy automatically generated by the Fortune Pearl is estimated to be at the rate of two copper coins an hour. If it is not consumed, it is equivalent to 24 coins a day and 720 coins a month. There are almost two and a half times a year.

It's a pity that the lucky beads are used to avoid disasters and rescue emergencies. Zhong Qingran wished that the more energy the better, why would he use it easily?Not only will he not do this, but he will even give away all the money he gets.Anyway, this thing is very convenient to transform, just take it when you want to use it.

Zhong Qingran knew that his big actions before had consumed not only the energy produced by these lucky beads every hour, but also the large amount of luck generated from the promotion of small snail red crayfish and other trivial things that are useful to people. If you can buy a life for only five or six taels of silver, then this life is too cheap.

With the official opening of Fu Yunzhu, Zhong Qingran's past memory was strengthened, and the vague fragments that had been forgotten to the back of his mind, after careful review, he could actually think about it.Now, he doesn't have to worry too much about writing down all the knowledge he still remembers in the notebook due to the rapid memory fading.

Although he slept for several hours in a row, Zhong Qingran's hands and feet were still a little weak, but he had no problem walking and eating.Taking advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun, he pushed open the door.

Zhong Qinghan, who was playing in the yard, saw the movement, ran up to him, raised his neck and asked, "Third brother, how are you?"

Before Zhong Qingran could speak, he felt the weight on his legs. He looked down, and it turned out that it was Zhong Qingcheng, a little guy with a bigger fart, who was pulling his trousers, looking at him with big round eyes, and following his mouth. Unclearly agree.

There was one on the left, and there was no less on the right. Zhong Xiaoan stood quietly aside. She was about the same age as Zhong Qinghan, but much quieter than Zhong Qinghan, a brat.Of the eight girls of the Zhong family's grandchildren, it seems that Zhong Qing is the more lively, and the others are all quiet. If Zhong Qingran hadn't bowed her head, she probably wouldn't have noticed her existence.

"It's much better. I lost the pastries I bought for you today. Tomorrow my third brother will take you to the field to pick fruits to eat." Zhong Qingran didn't take out the few packs of candy that he bought at the second store. need.

"Oh, there's something delicious again!" Zhong Qinghan narrowed his eyes with a smile, and was so happy that he only jumped three feet high, and even Zhong Qing, who arrived later, had his eyebrows crooked.

It's no wonder they are so impatient. Although the Zhong family has made a lot of money recently and the food has improved, the children still don't have much snacks, and they still have to go to the mountains to find them by themselves.The Tong family is in charge of the household, so it is impossible for her to spend money to buy a bunch of snacks and fruits for a dozen children. The Zhong family cannot afford such a large expense.

In the same way, the dozen or so fruit trees that Zhong Qingran had transplanted were in the fruit-bearing period. Since they moved to another place, the fruits were sparsely grown, and the first ones were sold for money until the land tax was collected a few days ago. He didn't order any more takeaways, and Zhong Qingran planned to keep the rest for himself.

Hearing Zhong Qingran's voice, Mrs. Tong came out from the upper room, waved away the chattering little guys, went forward to look carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, she said, "Qingran, you should take care of that pile of things." After a while, put all the supplement ingredients in the milk house, and put the rest in your place, do you want milk to help?"

Zhong Qingran just randomly searched for the things he bought just now, and swept away everything else, so he really didn't know what was there.Seeing Tong's cheerful look, he couldn't bear to refuse, but when he thought that such a trivial matter would be handled by Tong, he swallowed it back.

"Grandma, you have a lot of things to do, I can do it myself."

"Sure, that grandma is busy. It's best not to go out in the near future. Let's take care of your body." He kindly helped, but was rejected by his third grandson. Tong Shi was not unhappy at all, and his smile never retreated. Then he entered the upper room.

As soon as Tong Shi reminded him, Zhong Qingran became interested in the pile of thank you gifts.It's no wonder that people who have seen it don't know, because most of the items are packed in boxes. If you don't open it, no one can see the true face of Mount Lu.

Zhong Qingran sat on the chair, propped his chin with his hands and counted the boxes. There were more than a dozen boxes, big and small, and he didn't know what was inside, but he was so solemn.

Open the smallest box casually, there is a layer of gold locks, and a silver note, 100 taels, is placed underneath.Zhong Qingran had seen a lot of money, but it was just a bunch of numbers on the account. It was still in modern times, and it was the first time he had seen it in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The banknotes were fine, but the ones that had the greatest impact on him were those gold coins. It is very delicate to make shapes such as melons and fruits, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary goldsmiths.

The other slightly larger box contained two layers of silver lockets. This one was very regular, with uniform specifications, all of which were small ingots of one or two weights, twelve in total.

Others are all kinds of food and clothing, all of which are exquisite.Zhong Qingran couldn't help but burst into tongues, it seemed that the person he accidentally rescued was either high-ranking or powerful, or he had a big family background.He didn't have the intention of clinging to him. Although he was a little frightened at that time, he didn't miss the man's battle array and dress style. If he hurriedly rushed forward, it would be a disaster or a blessing. What's more, it didn't suit him. temperament.

Zhong Qingran flipped through it for a long time, feeling that he had forgotten something, until he found a small sign with the word "less" on the front and complicated patterns on the back from his sleeve, and realized that it was Xing Er who avoided the clock when he carried him into the carriage. The old man gave it to him, and told him to keep it safe. If something happens, he can take it and go to Anyuan Teahouse in Pingyang County to find Fu Donglai, the shopkeeper.

Zhong Qingran recognized it for a while, but he didn't see its material. It was not gold, jade or wood. It looked very inconspicuous, but it was treated so seriously by Xing Er. valuable.

Zhong Qingran thought about it, probably he couldn't just show this thing to others, so he put it in a talisman and carried it close to his body.

Perhaps that person considered his family background, even though the things were exquisite, they were not commonly used by farmers at first glance, at least there would be no embarrassing things like sending materials, brocades, food and bird's nests.

After tidying up, Zhong Qingran knocked on the door of the upper room with a bunch of boxes and a few paper bags in his arms.

Only Mrs. Tong was in the room. Seeing Zhong Qingran's appearance, he quickly stepped forward to help.

"Happily, I put the ingredients here for convenience, and you can use other things for your own use. What are you using them for?"

"Grandma, I can't turn these things into flowers, so I might as well leave them to you." Instead of looking at the pile of beautifully packaged items, Zhong Qingran pointed to the fabric he bought and said, "This is the fabric I bought for grandma." I bought it, grandpa lost it, I will make it up next time."

Tong Shi was so happy that smile lines appeared on his face. When he saw the color of the material, he said angrily, "Qingran, you bought such a bright color for grandma, how can you let grandma wear it to meet people? If you really want to be upper body, you won't be caught by those group of people." The old lady choreographed, she looks like a little girl at this age, she loves to be pretty."

"Grandmother, this color is just right for you, why is it so gorgeous?" Zhong Qingran was a little puzzled, isn't dark red usually worn by elderly people?Don't think that he doesn't know about the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was on the street before and saw many old ladies wearing clothes of similar color, and some even wore red and gold clothes.

Seeing that Tong's family didn't look like he was joking, Zhong Qingran finally came to his senses, feeling that those old ladies were all from rich and noble backgrounds, and farmers' families were really rare, even if they were dark red, they had to be prepared before they dared to go up.In my impression, even the [-]-year-old Ming family seems to be dressed very old-fashioned, and red and the like are hardly seen.

Thinking of this, Zhong Qingran was happy: "Grandmother, it's okay, this color is not suitable for a girl, and at my mother's age, it is not as suitable as grandma's dress. If anyone dares to laugh at you, you should fight back. They will be jealous."

Tong's face hesitated, not to mention how beautiful she was in her heart.Qingran bought it for her, even if it was red, she dared to wear it out.The grandson is so young, not only can he add a lot of income to the family, but he also wants to add clothes to her old woman. How many elderly people are blessed by her?Touching the soft texture of the material, it is much better than the linen clothes made by himself, Tong Shi is very happy.

"The old man is still unlucky. Qingran, remember to buy another one for him next time, or there will be trouble." No matter how much Tong's heart cares about money, she can't encourage her third grandson to be stingy in this matter.

Among the thank-you gifts that Zhong Qingran brought over were softer, finely crafted muslins, but could this be compared with the ones bought by his grandson himself?Of course not, so the money is really worth saving.

Zhong Qingran understood Tong's meaning, and he also had the same intention. Giving gifts is not about the amount of money, but about the heart.Thinking of the few inches of blue floral flowers and the navy blue cotton cloth that had been completely turned into energy, Zhong Qingran also regretted for a while, but these things were worth the money, and he was happy to spend another penny to buy them again.

After leaving the upper door, Zhong Qingran saw his father weaving rattan products under the eaves, so he gave up on sending the cotton cloth now, and went back to his room, preparing to put away the rest of the thank you gifts.

When the accident happened in the morning, Zhong Qingran was dizzy and weak. He only had a vague impression of the content of the conversation between Mr. Zhong and Xing Er, but he didn't know that Mr. Zhong was given so much information by Xing Er.Just look at the Four Treasures of the Study, various paints given to him, and you will know his ability to formulate words.

Looking at those gold and silver locks, Zhong Qingran had a whim, first put in a small silver ingot, and when he took it out again, he thought of the red crayfish shape that he had seen the most recently, and what appeared in his hand was no longer the silver ingot, but the silver ingot. The object in his imagination is lifelike, except that it is silver all over, it is the same as the image presented in his mind.

Seeing that the idea was indeed feasible, Zhong Qingran took out another wooden hairpin. After the lucky beads absorbed the silver, they were directly covered on the wooden hairpin when presented again. What Zhong Qingran got was a silver-plated hairpin. The craftsmanship was natural, as if it was created by nature. masterpiece.

It's a pity that the lucky beads can only convert gold, silver and copper into three materials in two directions, and the others can only be collected and cannot be collected.

Zhong Qingran was enjoying himself in the room, having a great time, but he didn't know that the young man in fine clothes he accidentally rescued was talking about him with a monk.

Song Mansion, Pingyang County, study room in the front yard.

"Master Kongyun, Taoist Fang, are you sure?"

"Young Master Qiu, there is no mistake. Pindao and Kong Yun, the bald donkeys, have seen that kid, and after they came back, they each deduced it. No matter how you calculate it, it shows that the person has a lucky star and is your nobleman."

"Can other masters see it too?"

"Qiu benefactor, the poor monk is not talented, he was kicked out of Daxiang Temple because of drinking and meat, in terms of ability, even a stinky Taoist priest surnamed Fang in this world can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, and the entire Zhou Dynasty would not slap me You can rest assured."

"That……"

Kong Yun and Fang Qing looked at each other, and finally Fang Qing said: "This person cannot be coerced, he must be willing to do everything, otherwise there will be troubles. You don't have to worry, good and bad depend on each other, if he does things too badly If you offend God, the time when the blessing is exhausted is when he will destroy himself. As long as you don't provoke him, you will not be burdened by him. If you can make friends with him, it is best to get his blessing but."

Qiu Shaoan didn't speak any more, and waved his hands to invite the two outsiders out.

Master Kongyun followed Taoist Fang back to the guest room, picked up the snacks on the table and ate them without hesitation, and glared at him angrily.

"Hey, do you think it's right for us to go out this time?" Fang Qing took a sip of tea with doubts in his eyes.

"So what if it's right? So what if it's not right? Eat well and drink well, and everything will be fine."

"You are a bald donkey who has violated the precepts. If you want to live a good life, you can't do it. If you have to be at the door of this young master Qiu, who are you pretending to be deaf and dumb for?"

"Don't scold me as a bald donkey all day, aren't you just a stinky Taoist priest?" Master Kongyun wiped his mouth after eating the handmade pastries in two or three bites, and then said solemnly, "The sky has changed, so we It's just the right time, so if you don't intervene, can you be willing?"

"Young Master Qiu's life and death calamity has passed, and the positions of the stars have been rearranged. It's hard to say the result."

"What are you afraid of? Even if we misguessed the opportunity, we only lost two lives. If the bet is right, it will be the moment to witness a miracle."

"You're really big, but you said it lightly. Don't run for your life the first time you see something wrong." Fang Qing looked contemptuous.

"Who doesn't spare their lives? Life is the only way to enjoy happiness. Besides, you and I are not the kind of people who covet glory and wealth. Otherwise, we wouldn't have lived in the mountains for so many years. This time, the astrology has changed suddenly, hehe..."

Master Kong Yun didn't mention the unfinished meaning, but Daoist Fang knew it well.There is no perfect solution to the affairs of the world. The two outsiders are only suppressing the one they think is the most confident. Everyone has different secrets. Who knows what will happen in the end?

In the early morning of the next day, except for Zhong Qing's busy schedule, Zhong Qinghan and Zhong Xiaozhong Qingcheng, the three little fellows, waited eagerly outside Zhong Qingran's door after breakfast.There is no way, the temptation of the fruit is really not small for them, and it is a bit far over there, no one is taking it with them, so they generally dare not run to the side of the mountain.With Zhong Qingran here this time, there is no need to worry so much.

Zhong Wen saw his little sister looking at Zhong Qingran's door from time to time, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.It's okay to say once, but it's annoying every time.She can let the little girl succeed once, can she still stick to it cheekily every time?Instead of doing this, it's better to just let her give up, so that she won't beg for good things when she sees them in the future.

Zhong Qingran didn't wake up too late, it was just after [-]:[-], but compared with hardworking farmers, hehe, he could only sigh to himself.

Under the eyes of several younger siblings, Zhong Qingran quickened his hand movements. Whether it was washing up or having breakfast, it was never a good feeling to be stared at.

After a night's rest, Zhong Qingran's activities are no longer a serious problem, but it's not enough to hold a three-year-old child.Therefore, one big and three small ones can only slowly move towards the slope.

But for three or four miles, it took them a long time to arrive. Zhong Qingcheng was too young, which greatly slowed down the progress.

At the end of the field, Zhong Qingran led a few people to find a fruit tree without bugs and sat down. The lack of physical strength is so depressing.With only an empty pannier and still crawling like a turtle, he was panting after walking such a distance.

The little ones didn't care about this, they only settled down for a while, and then they were attracted by the sparse fruits in the field.Zhong Qingran didn't restrain them either, and let them run wild everywhere.

Zhong Qingran wanted to see a joke at first, who made them so short that they couldn't even touch the lowest branches, but they were slapped severely by Zhong Qinghan before the smile appeared on their faces.His small body is as nimble as a monkey's. After seeing the fruit he wanted to eat, he slid up the tree and picked several overripe berries without much effort.

Zhong Qinghan picked one and threw one down, Zhong Xiaochang was able to catch it every time, Zhong Qingcheng also wanted to step forward to help, but just looked at his short figure, and silently stepped aside to load the mushrooms.

Zhong Qingran looked at the three of them cooperating tacitly, thinking that they had done such things before.These fruit trees are not tall, and it is too dangerous to climb those big trees to dig out bird nests. Since he found out, he will naturally have to say something, so that it will be too late when something really happens.

After all, Zhong Qinghan was too young, there were not many fruits on the tree, and he didn't dare to walk out on the side branches. With his third brother watching, how could he dare to do such a difficult move?Therefore, the fruits that can be picked are really limited, even so, he is beaming with joy.

"Third brother, you eat." Zhong Qinghan took the most popular and largest fruit, rubbed it on his clothes, and then handed it to Zhong Qingran like a treasure.

Zhong Qingran himself doesn't have any obsession with cleanliness, but it's perfectly normal to wash food before eating, but now he couldn't bear to repay the kindness of his fifth younger brother, so he took it with a smile, took a big bite, and said approvingly: "Mm, not bad, very sweet , the third brother ate it, and you guys eat it too."

The three little guys were allowed to gnaw their juices one by one, especially the youngest Zhong Qingcheng, who had a small mouth and thin teeth, and he ate like a puppy, and only half a bite was eaten for a long time. At this time, His two brothers and sisters who were the same age had already finished eating one, and picked up the other to start work, which made him anxious.

Zhong Qingran looked at the three of them amusedly: "Sixth Brother, Third Brother will keep it for you, you can eat slowly, don't worry."

Jian Mingyu stood on the ground, looking at the blurred figure hidden in the fruit trees, and hearing the cheerful laughter of several people, a faint smile appeared on his face.

He came here after finishing his work at home, so it was a bit late.Now that the grain in the field has been harvested, there is a lot of space left. He grows autumn and winter vegetables one by one. There is still a small space left, and if he wants to work a little longer, he can get it all done.

Hearing the commotion outside, Zhong Qingran also felt that he had enough rest, so he just stood up for a walk, saw that it was Jian Mingyu, so he turned around and took a fruit: "Mingyu, eat a fruit, try the wild fruit that I took care of. what is the difference."

Jian Mingyu took it casually, took a bite, thought for a while, and said, "It doesn't seem to be different, except that the sweetness seems to be stronger."

Zhong Qingran didn't feel it, he didn't eat many wild fruits, so he asked his younger siblings for verification, and they all said that their own fruits were delicious, and he didn't know if they agreed with him, or they were really more delicious.

Since he had doubts in his heart, Zhong Qingran went back and picked a few figs, and let the four of them taste them, and the results were the same as before.

Zhong Qingran had to believe it or not, he was thinking about what was going on, when Jian Mingyu said suddenly: "Not only does it taste better, but it looks bigger than wild fruit."

Zhong Qingran couldn't figure it out, he really didn't do anything, there was no reason to move around, the shape and taste of the fruit had changed noticeably.Unable to figure it out, he attributed these to the merits of the lucky beads. Isn't the optimization of varieties a matter of probability? With the bonus of luck, it is not impossible for them to grow well.

Seeing that Zhong Qingran didn't even know himself, Jian Mingyu would not hold on to this question.This is not a rare thing. Some lands have high production and the taste of the products is good, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jian Mingyu went to do his own business.

There are fruit trees everywhere in the field, and they are not afraid of the sun, so Zhong Qingran let the three younger siblings play everywhere, and he sat under the fruit trees and stared at Jian Mingyu.

This person seems to fit his aesthetics very well. He raised a family at such a young age, and he doesn't complain about others in such a situation.

Zhong Qingran felt that he was hopeless, and he hadn't had such thoughts earlier, since Zhong Qingshu Zhong Qingzhu reminded him, every time he saw Jian Mingyu again, some messy thoughts would emerge.

Alas, I don't know what Jian Mingyu is thinking. If he has no intention of doing this, wouldn't his thoughts be in vain?

Zhong Qingran thought that there was nothing left, and the time had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Qingran, I'm leaving, will you come back?"

The light in front of his eyes was blocked by someone, and Zhong Qingran came back to his senses. When he saw Jian Mingyu, he was not afraid of being rude, so he patted his buttocks and stood up: "Come back, but when I meet, I still want to pick some fruits."