The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

When the leading middle-aged man saw the scene in the yard, he hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Don't squeeze in, stand first! The shopkeeper is eating! You! Don't make noise! ​​Stand and wait for the shopkeeper to finish eating!" Then he turned his face and smiled and said, "Eat slowly, we are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry!"

Xue Yinsong saw that they had retreated to close the door, and turned to his uncle, "We arrived last night, but we came to the door today? The news is pretty fast."

The uncle smiled and sighed: "They come here every day. They are afraid that there will not be much cheap rice, so they want to store some at home first. Besides, even when the harvest is good, the price of rice is 17 or 18 Wen. This 16 Wen’s rice is certainly not expensive!”

Xue Yinsong felt sad when he thought about it. After planting for a year, he had to spend money to buy food when the flood washed away. What kind of feeling is this?Thinking about it, he turned to Zhajin and Qiangzi and said, "Let's not go to the city to rent any shop, just make do with it and sell it first. The cost of the shop will come up as soon as the shop is opened, and the price of rice will naturally have to go up a few cents." , it’s better to just promote and sell each other.”

Qiangzi snorted and took a sip of porridge: "Okay, let's deal with the sale first, and then we'll talk about it after it's sold out. Brother Xue, don't be greedy. I don't think you can sell this boat for five days."

Xue Yinsong thinks about it, the first [-] dan were only sold for five days, now that more people know about it, it may be easier to sell, and he is not in a hurry, so he greeted a few people: "Hurry up and eat, and help others weigh the rice." , Suozi! Go to the county seat and get me a doctor later."

The uncle was stunned: "You forgot how expensive our doctors in Deyang are? Go back to your Fuchun County to see if you have any illness, don't waste money here."

Xue Yinsong thought about it, and said: "My son is here too, and he's sleeping in the east room. He hasn't recovered from the cold on the boat."

Only then did the uncle realize that the young man sleeping in the east room turned out to be Xue Yinsong's boss, and immediately scolded in a low voice: "You bastard, why didn't you tell me earlier, I thought he was your buddy, and he didn't say anything about it yesterday Come and entertain the host with delicious food."

Xue Yinsong smiled and said: "Uncle, it's okay, our young master is easy-going and doesn't care about it." The uncle said: "You go out for a few laps, and you will be a big deal when you meet people in the world? My boss is my boss, even though we are in a remote place I can’t produce any good products, but I still have to serve those who should be entertained, go, Suo Ziniang, hurry up and fry two eggs.”

Xue Yinsong quickly shook his head: "Auntie, don't worry about it. Listen to me, he bumps badly on the road and throws up whatever he eats. If you really want to treat him, just make some millet porridge and clear his stomach first."

My aunt can think about it, and hurriedly said: "I happen to have a small bag of yellow rice, boil it and chop some green vegetables in it, okay?"

"Don't make too much for him. It's enough to eat seven points. This stomach always takes a few days to heal."

The aunt promised to wash the rice right away, and the uncle asked, "Your boss hasn't started yet, is it because you are not used to choosing a shop? Do you want to add some thick mattresses?"

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "It's hot today and you don't have to cover your body with sweat. It's okay. He probably got tired on the road. He just needs to rest for a few days. Uncle, don't worry about it. My host family is very good. It's not like The master of the other family is so ruthless. You will know as soon as you meet him that although he is a scholar, he definitely does not have the airs of a master."

The uncle almost dropped the bowl with a bang, and asked in a low voice: "Is it still the master?" As he spoke, he raised his chopsticks and hit him: "You damn bastard, I told you not to speak sooner!"

Talking about burning his butt, he jumped up and ran to the kitchen. After running a few steps, he thought that Mr. Juren couldn't eat big meat, and hurriedly ran to the east wing. When he reached the door, he remembered that Mr. Juren hadn't gotten up yet, so he had to sit back at the stone table : "You, you, alas! You have caused a catastrophe, so how could Master Juren be an ordinary person? Why didn't you say it earlier, you bastard."

Qiangzi replied naively: "Hi! I said Uncle, don't worry about it. My brother Xue didn't say in advance that it is a package. Then Master Juren and my brother Xue have a good relationship. When we were in Fuchun County They all sleep in the same room, how are you, brother?"

Uncle looked over suspiciously, Xue Yinsong blushed for the first time, and glared at Qiangzi: "Hey, isn't that just to make room for them, there are only a few rooms in the house, Zhajin is a guest and so is Qiangzi As a guest, you can’t entertain poorly.”

Uncle vaguely knew something about Xue's family, and stared at Xue Yinsong: "Your father said before..."

"Cough, cough," Xue Yinsong interrupted him and said to the two boys next to him: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, everyone is waiting at the door, eat quickly and go to work, we sell this boat and go back to transport it Woolen cloth!"

Qiangzi took a few sips and wiped his mouth: "Okay, I'll weigh it, and you guys just rest!" Zha Jin looked at the atmosphere and jumped up tactfully: "I'm going, too!"

When the two of them led the group of people outside the door to leave cleanly, the uncle turned his face and stared at him seriously: "What's going on here?"

Xue Yinsong said haha: "It's nothing, uncle, just don't..."

"Fart!" Uncle yelled violently, pointing at him with chopsticks in one hand, but his hands were trembling: "I don't know your dog's virtue? Tell me, is that what I think?"

Xue Yinsong turned his head aside and said, "Uncle, I don't know what you think."

"Your mother left early, my uncle hasn't closed his eyes yet kicked his legs! Tell me honestly, are you and him... Hey, I'm too embarrassed to say, are you hooked up?"

"What do you mean hooked up?" Xue Yinsong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The uncle didn't smile, but looked at him coldly and said, "You know what I'm talking about, tell me honestly, don't you?"

Xue Yinsong didn't say a word, of course he couldn't explain it honestly, otherwise his uncle Rumu wouldn't have broken his leg here today.

Seeing him burying his head, his uncle felt cold. In his memory, this boy only had this expression when he felt that he was wrong to others. The two of them remained silent in this stalemate. After a while, my aunt came over and whispered: "You shouted so loudly. Why, be careful to wake up Master Pei."

As if to verify the truth of this sentence, Xiao Xiucai happened to push open the door, yawned and asked, "Brother Xue, um...good morning everyone."

The uncle was so angry that his face turned blue and he didn't dare to attack in person, he kicked Xue Yinsong and shouted: "Hurry up and fetch water for Master Juren to wash his face!"

Little Xiucai was a little surprised, staring at the few people knowingly without saying a word, walked out slowly, sat down at the table and said with a smile: "This porridge is really delicious."

The aunt came back to her senses: "Master Juren...I...then... there is millet porridge under the stove, and I made millet porridge for Master Juren."

The little scholar hurriedly responded, and washed his face and hands with the hot water brought out by Xue Yinsong: "Brother Xue, have you eaten?"

Xue Yinsong was about to speak, only to hear his uncle reply: "This little beast has eaten and is about to go to work." Xue Yinsong could only smile and said: "Yes, yes, go right away."

The little scholar hurriedly said: "I want to go too!" Xue Yinsong didn't dare to answer, so he had to look at his uncle, and the little scholar followed his gaze to look at his uncle, begging: "I'll go to the ancestral hall to have a look. I just fell asleep and wanted to walk around today."

The uncle was so angry that he kicked Xue Yinsong and said, "What are you looking at! Master Juren wants to go and you should lead the way!"

Xue Yinsong was kicked, so he could only respond: "Yes, yes."

The little Xiucai was very amused, stared at him and smiled without saying a word, until he finished eating the rice porridge and went out before laughing out loud: "So you are so afraid of your uncle."

Xue Yinsong naturally refused to admit it, and said stiffly: "That's for the face of the elders."

When they walked to the ancestral hall, they saw several people driving their cars out of it. Xue Yinsong looked inside and saw at least 10 people in a line.

The little scholar was attracted by the couplet at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and immediately forgot his original intention: "This word is well written, well written, and signed by the master, um..."

Xue Yinsong walked in, only to hear Qiangzi say: "Brother Xue, you came at the right time. There was a man from Lifang just now, and he was willing to help us sell to merchants."

Xue Yinsong smiled and said, "Which one is?"

Qiangzi said: "He sends people out of the village first, and he will come back later." Just as he was talking, a refined man about three to forty years old came in and said with a smile: "No, that's right, I'm from Hongdeli, Deyang Shi, if you are willing, I can be your guarantor in Hongdeli."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly said: "That's really good. I waited thousands of miles to transport rice for no other reason than to solve the problem of the common people's difficulty in eating rice. Now the freight is already expensive, and opening a shop will be a loss. The price is really not the intention, it is really a dilemma."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "It is because of the righteous deeds of the brave men that I am willing to act as a guarantor. When I go back this time, I will immediately spread the word to the people in Lifang, so that they can come to your village to buy rice."

Xue Yinsong took the opportunity to express his doubts: "What I am worried about is the rice merchants in Deyang. My appearance broke the situation of high-priced rice. I am afraid that I will be forced by others. If someone comes to make trouble, what should I do?"

The man pondered for a moment and said: "I know a little bit about this, so I will find a way to get you permission to sell rice in Deyang."

Xue Yinsong's eyes lit up: "Sir..."

The man shook his hand and said: "I don't know if it will be successful or not, I can only try."

Xue Yinsong saw that his demeanor and behavior were not as good as ordinary vulgar people, and he wanted to make friends, so he said: "My little master is here, I wonder if you would like to see him?"

The man was slightly taken aback, and immediately smiled and said, "Okay."

Xue Yinsong invited the scholar to come in, introduced them and said: "This gentleman is willing to wait with me in Deyang as a guarantor."

The little scholar smiled happily: "This is an act of great righteousness, please be respected by Xiaosheng." The man hastily returned the gift: "Young master is serious, I want you to send rice all the way to relieve your emergency, it is really my luck in Deyang, I should be the one to thank you It's a gift." He said and gave a big gift.

The two bowed back and forth, finally straightened their waists, the little scholar smiled and said: "In my opinion, sir's demeanor, he must hold an official position in the county government, otherwise how can it be so easy to talk about being a security guard?"

The man smiled and said: "Now I'm idle in the government office as a teacher, although I don't have any authority, but I can still give advice to the county magistrate, now you are doing good deeds to create good fortune, it's appropriate to give some convenience."

However, Xue Yinsong remembered his previous inferences, and replied with an ugly face: "Master...hasn't Mr. heard of any legends about Deyang?"

The man laughed and said: "Although I have been in Deyang for less than half a year, I have indeed heard many rumors in the market, saying that the county magistrate closed the mountains and rivers, or was taken captive to the mountains. It can be said that these are nonsense, you two should not Believe me, it’s useless to talk too much, this matter is on my shoulders, and there will be good news in three days.”