pastoral life

When Mingzhu went to the field and came back, it was time to pack his lunch. He steamed two plates of dry cakes and gave one to Mrs. Jiang’s next door, and went to the village fish farmer to pick up two fish. When he came back, now that he had more money in his hands, he didn't want to wrong a few more children. It was time for him to grow up, and every meal had to be oily.

When Wang Mingchuan came back with the empty jar on his back, he happened to see Mingzhu walking home with two fish on a straw rope. He stood by the road and waited. When someone approached, he stretched out his hand to catch the fish and put them in the bamboo basket.

"Go to the city and buy this with you."

Wang Mingchuan stretched out his hand and opened it in front of Mingzhu, and the latter saw the dark scarf in the palm.Ordinary cotton material, only with some delicate dark patterns on it, which is hard to find unless you look carefully. Although the material is not very good, it is better than exquisite, and... the palm holding the turban is very beautiful.

Mingzhu decided to like this color in the future.

"I don't need it now, why did you buy this?"

Men are crowned at twenty, commoners are not qualified to wear crowns and can only use headscarves, Mingzhu is less than fifteen now so naturally he can't use this, and his hair is usually tied with a rope and hangs behind his back.Naturally, according to his wish, he would like to cut down the size of the board with a pair of scissors.

Wang Mingchuan scratched the back of his head with one hand, and said with a slight uneasiness on his face:

"I didn't think much about it at the time, I just thought you should like it and bought it."

Mingzhu took it indifferently and put it in his arms, showing neither happiness nor dissatisfaction. Wang Mingchuan felt disappointed, but it did not affect his determination to continue working hard.The two walked home side by side, he was taller than Mingzhu, looking down from a very familiar angle, he could easily see the tips of Mingzhu's ears.

Seeing the pink and tender color, there was a fuzzy feeling in my heart, and Wang Mingchuan swept away the disappointment just now—it turns out that this person is not completely without feelings.

"Did Aunt Li accept that thing?"

This quiet and ambiguous atmosphere made Mingzhu feel a little flustered, eager to find a topic to break the embarrassment, but a casual question made the people around her become silent. After Mingzhu felt something strange, Wang Mingchuan took the initiative Tell the truth.

"I didn't take it to Mrs. Li."

Mingzhu looked at Wang Mingchuan in surprise, and there was inevitably a little more anger in her tone:

"You're taking it to the candy store!"

Mingzhu was very angry. For him, besides selling money, these foods are more about his hometown. This mountain is very similar to the rural areas of Sichuan where he lived since he was a child, so he fiddled with these childhood foods. It also has the meaning of expressing affection, and attaches great importance to these things, especially for glutinous rice products.The glutinous rice culture in my hometown has penetrated into the hearts of every wanderer. Even if I don’t eat some glutinous rice during the festivals, I still feel that there is a missing piece. The glutinous rice plays an extremely important role in Mingzhu’s homesickness That's why he didn't want to take the dry cake to Tangpinzhai to sell it cold.

How can glutinous rice be eaten cold!

I knew that Mingzhu would be angry when she found out, but Wang Mingchuan didn't expect it to be so serious, so he hurriedly explained:

"Don't worry, just listen to me—although I got Tangpin Zhai to sell it, but I insisted on selling it steamed."

Mingzhu was so angry that her face turned red, and she calmed down a little after hearing Wang Mingchuan's explanation, only a little strangely said:

"How can you convince Shopkeeper Zhu?"

No matter how good shopkeeper Zhu is, he will still resist things that involve the store's business philosophy. After all, the Tangpinzhai brand is not his, and even if he is willing to accept it, it is impossible to lose the face of other stores.

Wang Mingchuan heaved a sigh of relief when Mingzhu's attention was drawn away. He walked back with Mingzhu and said:

"I took it to Tang Pinzhai, and shopkeeper Zhu naturally didn't want to accept it. I just wanted to try it out before going to Aunt Li. I never thought that shopkeeper Zhu would give it to me after tasting the steamed dry cake. He pointed out a clear path—to deliver goods to Yunlaifang.”

"What is Yunlaifang?"

What is Yunlaifang, Mingzhu doesn't know, Wang Mingchuan just found out, and now it's just a small attempt of Tangpinzhai to enter the restaurant, but after a few years, Yunlaifang really deserves its name, Ke Ru Yunlai opened one branch after another until it became the main business of the owner of Tangpinzhai.

"The owner of Tangpinzhai is Tang Jinbao, a well-known wealthy businessman in Jiangfu. He has been running a dim sum shop in the early years, but now he is thinking of opening a restaurant. No, the previous one just opened Yunlaifang, but it lacks some special food. , it’s just right for us to send this thing.”

This is purely a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, but if Mingzhu followed Mingzhu's approach, there would be no chance of catching the dead mouse at all, so Wang Mingchuan's move was not only innocent but meritorious, Mingzhu couldn't bear to apologize, so she had to turn her face away Going to the side, he said awkwardly:

"Go home, it takes some work to make fish."

Wang Mingchuan looked at Mingzhu silly, and the latter kicked him and glared angrily:

"What are you laughing at? Don't go back to kill the fish. Don't do any more bamboo work after dinner today. It's good to read books. Then Qiu Wei is not just kidding around!"

The township examination is held every three years. If you miss this time, you have to wait for three years to take the exam. However, Mingzhu never thought of asking Wang Mingchuan to catch up with this year's autumn: first of all, he has a reputation as a scholar, which is enough for living a small life. Second, the level of the rural examination is deeper than that of the college exam. He can still be useful in the college exam like this, but it doesn't work until the township exam. The genius of Biao, so he has no hope for this year's Qiu Wei. He can try his hands in the end, and the probability of success... is even smaller than his time travel.

"This time in the township test, I only went into the water to test the depth. If I really want to make it, it will take three years."

Seeing Wang Mingchuan's mentality is so good, Mingzhu is very satisfied. After all, the seventh grade in the college examination is also considered good. If Wang Mingchuan is really complacent because of this, it will be a troublesome thing. Now it seems that he can understand his own weight. It's a matter of Mingzhu's mind.

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The following days began to get busy, because Yunlaifang had more customers than Tangpinzhai, so the demand for dry cakes was also greater, and Mingzhu spent all of her time making dim sum except for housekeeping.The conditions offered by Yunlaifang are also very generous, divided into four or six. Although it is not as profitable as a single Tangpinzhai, it is better in quantity. Therefore, since the money is more than Tangpinzhai, Mingzhu can’t be busy alone. When I came here, I thought about looking for Mrs. Jiang and Li Sanniang to help. These two families are very busy on weekdays, and they trust each other, so Mingzhu took the time to pull them together to avoid outsiders and said:

"Auntie, Third Sister, I don't want to hide this from you. I usually made more of the food I gave to your family and sold it in the city. Now it's selling well and earning some money to support the family. I just have to take care of the children and do housework by myself, so I can't take care of it, do you see if there is room in your hands?"

Mingzhu roughly talked about the business between herself and Tangpin Zhaiyunlaifang. Aunt Jiang and Li Sanniang both looked surprised. The boy can really earn money from the city with this.They were even more surprised when Mingzhu finished talking about giving her two taels of silver every month for handwork. Silver is even rarer, and it is a bit too much for Mingzhu to give Erliang.

"Mingzhu, life is not as muddled as you are, you child..."

Aunt Jiang bent her body slightly and patted her thigh excitedly, posing as an elder to train Mingzhu, who lowered her head and pretended to be cowardly, until she was bombarded by the two of them for a long time before she had time to quibble.It took a lot of effort to convince Aunt Jiang and Li Sanniang to help, but these two were only willing to ask for a tael of silver at most, and Li Sanniang was even unwilling to accept Fang Tiezhu's half hanging money. Mingzhu looked at it with warmth in her heart of.

The folks in the village are just four words, but they will be remembered for a lifetime.

With more people doing the work, the raw materials will naturally cost a lot. Mingzhu simply discarded the raw material collection process and directly asked Wang Dahe, Wang Xiaohu and a few boys from the Jiang family to go outside to do publicity: Wang's family collected wild hawthorn and wild sweet potatoes for four pennies. One catty, glutinous rice and mung beans are also harvested, but as long as they are new and not old.All of a sudden, there were a lot of sarcasm and sarcasm about the Wang family in the mountains, and even the village head, who had always been partial to the orphans of the Wang family, came to arrest Wang Mingchuan and scolded him. But he shouldered all the responsibilities, only saying that it was his own idea, and Mingzhu just listened to him.The village chief scolded Mingzhu for a long time without any response, so he shook his head and left in disappointment. When Wang Mingchuan entered the room and saw Mingzhu, he didn't say a word. He just squeezed his shoulder and said:

"I'm tired from work today, how about I press it for you tonight?"

Mingzhu reached out and twisted the flesh.

Although there were many people who laughed at Mingzhu's family, there were also those who came to test the water to take advantage of the screwdriver. Seeing that Mingzhu had accepted it, they laughed and talked about some trivial matters while cursing something wrong behind their backs.The children didn't think so much, they usually picked wild hawthorns and planed wild sweet potatoes all over the mountains to exchange copper coins when they had nothing to do. There were also those children who sold wild sweet potatoes and scolded the Wang family because of the influence of their families, Wang Dahe and others Hearing that although she was angry, she was in the way of Mingzhu wanting to collect these things, so she had to endure it. She never thought that Mingzhu was extremely protective, and she couldn't look down on her children to be angry, and those who spoke the worst were directly refused to accept the wild hawthorn He Ye Sweet Potato, when his parents came to make trouble, he stopped him with a single word.

"Fellow folks, our Wang family has little money, so we can't ask everyone to share it."

There are many people in the village who are willing to sell things, but the Wang family can only buy a part, so it is not wise to offend the Wang family even for their own benefit, so those who come to make trouble gradually subside.

However, there are always some unwise people who have to rely on arrogance to fight the autumn wind, so when Mingzhu saw that Mrs. Zhao came to make trouble again, she didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

The author has something to say: La la la, the savior who is so cute, the author is already on the train, so don’t throw yourself into the embrace of the nest carelessly!After all, Wo is an inspirational writer who wants to update faster than the author's bacteria (*￣︶￣)y