The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

When Zhao Tian returned to the village, he began to look for dressing oil, and Moji asked beside him, "They are all sold? Such a big deal, which one bought it?"

Zhao Tian was busy ordering goods, so he had no time to pay attention to him, and the ink marks were not bothered. After all, earning money is a big deal. Thinking that Zhao Tian would not be able to finish his work for a while, he started talking to the repair master, "I just heard Zhao Tian introduce you. It’s for repairing the oil press, why isn’t our machine still working? We hired a master to adjust it.”

After hearing this, the man replied, "I came here at the behest of my old boss. You can ask Mr. Zhao if you have any questions."

Mo Ji looked at this man in his thirties, with a handsome face and a tall body, he looked like a dog, and he didn't look like a repairman at all, and his words were even more untrue. He was still Mr. Zhao, isn't he just a farmer Zhao? , do not tell pull down.

Moji felt bored and ran to strike up a conversation with the little brother who was driving, "Have you got married yet? Do you often travel so far away?"

This little brother is honest, "It's done, I usually run around oil farms and shops, but it's the first time I've run so far."

Moji listened and wondered, "Why do you want us when you have an oil farm?"

"This is the boss's business, how do we know, but I heard the rumors from the people below that the big shopkeeper took a fancy to the oil making skills and oil press machine passed down by Mr. Zhao, and he didn't follow the master. I can't taste the difference between the oil squeezed by the old machine and the new one."

How can there be an old machine at home? Moji thought for a long time and couldn't think of where he could hide an old machine in his house. He has grown here for six or seven years and there is no place he can't take care of. Watch Zhao Di come out to dry the small quilt for the children He asked, "Looking for Daddy, do you still have the old oil press at home?"

"There is one, but it broke down a few years ago, and it can't be repaired."

This time Moji was even more puzzled, why he hadn't seen it before, "Where did you put it, and I didn't see it at home?"

"It's a pity that I don't need to throw that thing away. There is an empty cellar in my old house, so I just throw it in. How can I remember this?"

Mo Ji pointed to the master, "Hey, did you see that old man? He came to repair our old machine, but I don't think he is a capable person. With his body, he probably can't even turn a millstone, and his words are not real. , in the countryside, we have to do it according to our rural style and show it to anyone.”

Looking at the ink marks, Zhao Di complained, "Look at what you said, I thought everyone was like you. He is a guest invited by Zhao Tian. Let's treat him well. How can we sell the oil at home if he loses his popularity? "

At this time, the child started to cry, Zhao Di hurried into the house, and Moji was bored, so he ran to talk to the driver brother again, "I said who is he married?"

"Master Ji, you said, we were married in the early years, but I heard that their family was in trouble, and their husband and children are gone, but I don't know the details, I only know that they were rescued by the shopkeeper."

Hearing this, Moji suddenly developed deep sympathy for others, what a tragic life.

During dinner, the family killed two chickens and entertained the two of them well. Because the driver brother has to go back to the state capital early tomorrow, he didn't drink. The family has been busy for a while, and the food is just enough. This time there is chicken Everyone was devouring food, Zhao Tian saw that there was not enough food and asked Mo Mo to make a salted fish.

At this time, there was still a month or so before the New Year's Eve, and there was nothing new in the village in winter, and Zhao Tian was busy at home and didn't have time to go up the mountain, so he had to bring some bacon that he drowned himself to the shopkeeper, as a return gift.

After the oil was removed from the house, the work of extracting new oil was put on the agenda again. Zhao Tianxian followed Master Ji to repair the old machine, because many parts were rotten and had to be redone after not being used for many years, and cleaning was also a laborious job. I've been busy for several days and haven't seen any progress. It seems that it couldn't be repaired years ago.

Because the cabbage at home has not been sold out, Moji Li San and Li Wu still go to the market every day, because they sell cheaply, many colleagues spread the word, saying that if they do this again, if it really comes out What is not good for everyone.A lot of vegetable sellers don’t grow their own vegetables like them. Most of them rely on this to make a living all year round. It’s not good if they are really upset. After leaving the place, one person guards a stall.

I don’t know what everyone’s mentality is. Li Wu doesn’t do anything except yelling. He neither wipes the zeros nor serves food and puts on a bad face. Unexpectedly, he sells more, and the ink stains made his mouth laugh. I didn't see how much it sold, so it can be seen that if you look good, you don't necessarily sell well. Li San is even more surprised that a father who buys vegetables can talk to others. In the end, this is really not possible, and the three of them got together again. pile.

There is still a large pile of cabbage at home, and it is covered with thick thatch for fear of freezing. Zhao Tian is worried when he looks at it, why is he not doing well this year, is he really old? Ji Xuan saw it and walked over and said, "Zhao Tian Young master, are you worried that the cabbage can’t be sold?”

Zhao Tian was a little ashamed. He didn't think about it so much when he planted it. He only thought about whether it would be cheaper to sell it. Who knows that there are so many things, "Master Ji, don't call me Mr. Zhao, just call me by name." Well, you have also seen that these cabbages are sold these days, but they are really a headache."

Ji Xuan smiled and said, "Then you can call me by my name too. After being called by people for so many years, Master Ji almost forgot his own name." The subject changed and he said, "This cabbage is a good thing. I have seen local people in northern Xinjiang eat it after soaking it in chili, salt and salt. It is delicious, but I have never seen it here. If you get a recipe, marinate it and sell it, you will definitely make a small profit.”

Zhao Tian heard Ji Xuan meant that he wanted to help him, so he said directly, "If brother Ji can help me a little bit, I would be very grateful."

"I don't need to be polite with me. I still need you to take care of me here. I will write to my friend in Beijiang in the afternoon and ask him to send the prescription. This is not a rare thing over there."

Zhao Tian quickly thanked him, but this time he got a bargain, but he felt uncomfortable. He was a little confused about the purpose of the big shopkeeper sending Ji Xuan here. Like ordinary people, life experience is even more extraordinary, what can such a person do in a corner of his mountain.

Zhao Tian decided to wait and see what happened. Fortunately, his family had nothing worthy of other people's ideas. It's really not worth mentioning that his little family property is in Xiangzi.