Abduct a general to farm

When Jiang's second daughter-in-law was about to leave after shopping, Mo Ran called her to stop: "Sister, wait a moment."

"What?" Jiang's second daughter-in-law turned around in doubt.

"In the future, I want to do some tofu business, so I plan to collect soybeans and mung beans, as many catties as I want. If my sister has too many soybeans and mung beans that I can't finish eating, I can sell them at my house, and it costs two yuan. One catty. Or someone who has a sister can also tell them."

Jiang Er's daughter-in-law's house does have a lot of soybeans and mung beans, and sometimes they can be soaked and boiled when they are not eating, and they can barely manage their fill.It's just that if you eat too much of this food, you will get flatulence and even diarrhea, so you can't eat too much.Seeing that Mo Ran said that he was going to make tofu at this time, he was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised.

"Here, Sister Mo actually knows how to make tofu?"

Mo Ran smiled and didn't explain too much: "Yes, I will send a few yuan to my sister's house to try after I make it. If you like it, you can come to my house to buy it."

Another wave of advance advertising.

"Oh, yes, yes." Jiang's second daughter-in-law smiled and nodded, touching the end of her hair: "I do have a lot of soybeans at home, I'll bring them later."

Soybeans cost two cents a catty, and if you sell the soybeans at home, you can earn tens of pennies, which is not a loss.

Jiang's second daughter-in-law hurried home and told her mother-in-law about it. Aunt Jiang was overjoyed, and quickly poured out all the soybeans and mung beans and brought them all to Mo Ran's house. After selling them, they also told their relatives.

So the villagers on the road saw a group of people carrying large and small bags to Mo Ran's house in a mighty manner, all of them were beaming, and they couldn't help but followed them curiously.

Don't refuse anyone who comes.

Then the villagers who knew what Mo Ran wanted also ran home and back, and wave after wave of people poured into the yard.

When he counted in the evening, he collected a total of 600 catties of soybeans and nearly [-] catties of mung beans, and more than [-] coins were gone, leaving less than [-] coins in his poor pocket.

Ajiu piled up all the things together, washed his hands and prepared for dinner.

With Grandma Mo's acquiescence, he stayed at Mo Ran's house all afternoon, helping with the work, so naturally he had to eat dinner together.

Not only dinner, Ajiu also wants to stay.

It's just that he doesn't mind, and Mo Ran will not agree.

At the dinner table, Mo Ran ate with a newly bought bowl, while mentally calculating what he had to do and buy tomorrow.

We have harvested a lot of soybeans, but we can't start work immediately tomorrow because we don't have any tools for making tofu at home.In fact, the tools are soymilk machine and filter gauze, as well as bittern or plaster of paris for solidification.

The soymilk machine can be replaced by a stone mill. I couldn’t find the gauze when I was in the town, and I don’t know if there is any brine plaster. If not, he can only make it himself.

The money is not enough, let's see if the owner of Jiutian Restaurant wants to cooperate tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Mo Ran was lying on his back in bed in unlined clothes, his eyes were looking straight up, his pupils were dilated and absent-minded, which was the expression of a dazed thought.

It has been almost a month since time travel, I didn't expect the time to pass so fast, and he has successfully integrated into this place, and the villagers get along very happily, no one seems to question his change, probably No one would have thought of such an unbelievable thing like changing the inner core.

What is the original owner's secret?If he wants to dress himself up as a woman, even Grandma Mo doesn't know his real gender. If he hides it so tightly, it might be dangerous to reveal the real identity of this body, so he disguises himself, right?

Will someone who wants to harm the original owner find him in the future?Personal safety in ancient times was not as secure as it is in modern times, so Mo Ranha is really scary to think about it.

It's just that he can't go back now, so he can only continue to "occupy the magpie's nest".I don't know if the original owner's soul is still there. After all, it's someone who has used the same body, so how come there is no telepathy?

Mo Ran has always been a person who goes with the flow. Although he misses his modern family a little bit, if he really can't go back, it's not bad to stay here.After all, he can't change the status quo.

Earning money every day to farm and develop his great career can be regarded as a professional counterpart.

His eyes were open for too long, he blinked his dry eyes, turned over to go to sleep, and suddenly saw a figure reflected outside the window, that person was still holding the window paper with one hand, as if he was about to puncture the window paper.

Suddenly frightened, his heart convulsed, Mo Ran let out a short cry, his eyes widened: "Who, who is outside?"

In the middle of the night, there was a man squatting outside the window of his room, no matter how he thought it was terrifying.

Mo Ran was quite afraid of ghosts, and the voices he yelled were all false, and his back felt a little sweaty in an instant.

The people outside were also taken aback by Mo Ran's scream, and after two seconds of silence, they cautiously said, "It's me, lady."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Ran's constricted heart suddenly loosened, he threw off the quilt in anger, and walked out angrily, only to see Ajiu squatting outside his window with his hands still on the window.

He was really angry, and his voice was cold: "What are you doing squatting outside my window without sleeping in the middle of the night? Don't you know it's scary? Don't you think it's fun to be scary?"

Ajiu had never faced Mo Ran with such a terrifying expression before. His face was straight, his vermilion lips were tightly drawn into a line, and his eyes were sharp, which fully showed that he was enduring his anger.

The tall body trembled, and Ajiu's voice was timid, as if he was about to cry: "I'm sorry, lady, I didn't mean it."

"So? Why are you here?"

"I, I thought that the lady should be asleep so late. I just wanted to check at the window if the lady was really asleep. I want to give this to the lady."

Ajiu squatted pitifully, talking sobbingly, stretched out his hand that had been hidden in the shadow, and spread his broad palm.

In the palm of his hand, lay several pieces of broken silver.

It was the money Ajiu got from selling wild boars.

When the soybeans were collected in the afternoon, he secretly saw Mo Ran counting his copper coins, thinking that Mo Ran was short of money, and remembered that he still had a few stones after paying back Jiang Ping's six taels of silver, and he didn't know how much it was , but seeing that the lady needed him, he wanted to give the silver to the lady.

The lady has no money, and in the future all his money will be given to the lady, and he will also make money.

It was rare for him to be smart enough to know that it was not necessary to directly give money to Mrs. Qian, so he planned to secretly put it next to his pillow when the lady fell asleep at night, and then quietly leave.

Unexpectedly, being clever was misunderstood by being clever. Not only did Mo Ran not sleep at night, but he turned over. It's no wonder he wasn't frightened.

Mo Ranhun was almost scared to death, but Ajiu told him that he just wanted to give money.

Come to send money at night?

Looking at those few small pieces of silver, Mo Ran fell into deep thought.

Ajiu didn't know what the lady was thinking, and was anxiously waiting for the trial.

Seeing Ajiu's pitiful look, Mo Ran's expression softened a little. He squatted down like Ajiu, sighed, and said:

"Actually, I'm not short of money."

No, you are missing, Mo Ran retorted in his heart.

"I'll earn it back tomorrow. You don't have to spend a lot of time sending me the money. The money is yours and you should keep it well, you know?"

Ajiu disagreed: "No, my money is my wife's money."

His eyes were full of anticipation, and he never took his hand back, probably hoping that Mo Ran would quickly take the money from his hand, and then go back to sleep quickly.

Mo Ran looked at him steadily. If this person is not a fool, he will think he is talking sweet words, or if this person is not stupid, and the person he is talking to is his real partner, then he must be a loyal dog and loyal to his partner. People are very touching.

It's a pity that all this is meaningless to Mo Ran.

"Why did you admit the wrong person? Didn't you lose your memory?"

"I didn't admit the wrong person." Ajiu felt aggrieved.

"I've never been married."

"You are my wife."

"Then tell me why you like me?"

Ajiu's face was warm from the back of his ears, but fortunately there was only a little moonlight, and Mo Ran didn't see the change in his expression clearly: "Because the lady is pretty."

The first time he saw his wife, he felt that this was his wife, who was as beautiful as a fairy.

Never expecting that Ajiu was entangled with him because of his looks, Mo Ran whispered: "Men are really superficial."

However, Ajiu's hearing ability is good, he listened to it seriously, and asked blankly: "What is superficial?"

"You are superficial."

He and the idiot couldn't understand, so Mo Ran squatted down impatiently, and hurriedly stood up to go back to the room.

The one who spends most of the night squatting and talking to men is the real idiot, idiot!

"My lady, Yinzi~"

"No." Mo Ran said bluntly, then turned around suddenly: "Last time, and this time too, you always run to my house in the middle of the night, isn't it because you have no place to sleep?"

Ajiu was afraid that Mo Ran would drive him away, so he whispered, "It was before, but now it's sleeping there."

He pointed to the small shed on the side, which can keep out the dew and is not cold in summer.

Anyway, the man is thick-skinned and not afraid of catching a cold, so Mo Ran simply ignored him and closed the door tightly after entering the house.

In my heart, anyone can enter his house, and he will rebuild this dilapidated house sooner or later.

The courtyard wall is three meters high, with pointed stones on it.

Mo Ran, who didn't sleep well all night and got up in a daze in the morning, brushed his teeth with his eyes closed and almost poked a willow branch in his throat, woke up suddenly, and then looked at the culprit in the yard.

Holding the long ears of the hare, Ajiu raised a big smile: "Good morning, lady~"

The lady brushing her teeth with her eyes closed is also so cute.

Mo Ran turned his back, quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then had breakfast, intending to ask Jiang Ping where there is brine.

The courtyard wall of Jiang Ping's house is so high that outsiders cannot see inside.

Mo Ran vaguely heard the sound of sword dancing, but when he got closer, the sound disappeared again.

He knocked on the door, and there was a reply from inside, then the door was opened, and Jiang Ping walked out from inside.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Good morning, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Ping seemed very pleasantly surprised by his arrival, and let Mo Ran enter the house, leaving the gate of the courtyard wide open.

Jiang Ping asked him to have breakfast, and Mo Ran said that he ate at home, and then explained why he came.

"Brine? Gypsum?" Jiang Ping touched his chin, not quite understanding what these were, names he had never heard of.

He thought for a while, then shook his head, but gave Mo Ran a reassurance: "I've never heard of these two, but I can help you ask what other people use to make tofu, they should be the same." , and the gauze, I'll bring it back for you by the way."

Mo Ran was overjoyed, Jiang Ping would save him a lot of time if he was willing to ask questions for him, so he sincerely thanked him immediately.

Not only that, Jiang Ping also said that he lent him the stone mill at home, which can be said to be trying his best to help Mo Ran.

[The author has something to say: I'm not in a good state tonight, and I feel that the more I write, the worse it gets.

With a new cover, it is much more refined than the one I made casually!

Good night little cuties]