husband, he picked it up [farming]

Summer rain has a characteristic, that is, it is capricious.

When they returned home, the sun was out for a while at the beginning of noon. They thought they would be able to enter the mountain in the afternoon, but at the end of the day, the weather changed suddenly, and the light rain began to patter again.

For a while everything was quiet, only the sound of wind and rain.

After a long time, the water on the eaves fell down like beads, hit the pit, rippled, and then flowed along the canal to the mountains, rivers and seas.

There was no other way, the two could only stay at home and be lazy passively.

The days of rest always pass quickly, the white light fades away, and the night falls.

The two of them steal half a day's leisure, which is considered comfortable.

Because of the rain yesterday, the two of them couldn't go to the mountains to cut firewood the next day.

Zhaoyan wanted to grow some vegetables again, so she hoeed the ground at home.

Waking up early in the morning, the mountains and plains are full of the earthy fragrance after the rain.

Working in the field seems to be physically and mentally comfortable.

The field they hoeed was next to the vegetable field, and the vegetable seedlings in the two rows were a little wilted due to repeated rain.

However, these crops are the strongest, as long as they don't die, they can be reborn in the wind.

But Chao Yan still felt distressed.

There is nothing at home now, only these two ridges of vegetable seedlings are visible.

He looked at the vegetable seedlings several times, and finally suggested: "How about we build a shed? This way we won't be afraid of getting wet when it rains."

Fang Mu held up a hoe and hammered a nail into the ground, causing Qiaoli to curl up: "It's okay, if you have free time, prepare the things first, and we'll do it together when I come back."

Hearing what he said, Chaoyan asked him: "When will you go out?" He thought that the day when Fang Mu would go out was fixed.

Fang Mu flipped the ground and said, "It should only be two days, but we have to wait for someone to inform us when."

"I thought you knew."

Fang Mu shook his head and said, "The time to go out and rest is just a rough idea."

Chaoyan understood.

As Fang Mu said at the beginning, he is not at home for more than half of a month, so he does not know whether it is fifteen days or twenty days for this half of the month.

Chaoyan actually doesn't know much about commerce, and no one in his original village made a living from it, but the village next door did, but only vaguely heard people talking about it, saying that commerce is a livelihood, if you are lucky It is also possible to earn half a year's income at a time, but the risk is also high. Although the dynasty is peaceful and prosperous, some places are still very dangerous. Mountain bandits and water robbers are rampant, and robbery and death happen from time to time.

Just like in the Changyuan flood, many people chose to become bandits.

Chaoyan met him on the way to Xishui Village, but the other party saw that he was dressed in tatters, his trouser pockets were cleaner than the thief's face, and knew that he was from Chang Yuan, so he didn't make things difficult for him and let him go.

Chaoyan didn't know how to worry when he wasn't by his side before, but now that Fang Mu was replaced, he was afraid just thinking about it.

"Brother Mu, isn't it dangerous for you to do this?"

Hearing this, Fang Mu glanced at him: "Worried about me?"

Chao Yan nodded honestly.

Fang Mu picked out the good ones and told him: "There is a certain danger, but every time before going out, the caravan will inquire about the information and ensure the route is safe before letting us go. Don't worry, this little money won't cost us our lives." get on."

Chaoyan didn't know whether he was comforting herself or telling the truth, but he had no choice but to believe, he couldn't tell Fang Mu, don't do it, we'll be at home.

What are you doing at home?By farming?

As for the three mu of land that Fang Mu rented out, the harvest is not enough for two people to live on. Even if they are farming, they have to earn money to buy other things. Life cannot be maintained only by eating sweet potatoes and white porridge.

But Chao Yan wants to know something else: "I hear what you mean, you have now developed into a caravan, how many people do you have every time you go to the caravan?"

Fang Mu answered every question: "It's a long story, and I'll tell you slowly in the future, there are usually five people for each trip, and when there are too many goods, I will add one or two people as appropriate."

Chaoyan didn't pursue the development history of the caravan, but picked what she wanted to know and asked, "Where are they from?"

"Most of them are from the county seat, and there are also other towns. There is also one from Qingyuan Town like me. His name is Qiao Song. His father is a famous swineherd in the town, and he is the one who came to inform me when to go out."

Chaoyan was a little surprised: "You're all swineherds, and you still want to go to business?"

Fang Mu smiled and said: "He said that the family property is inherited by the eldest brother, and he wants to do something else, but I suspect that he just doesn't want to raise pigs."

Zhao Yan also laughed when she heard the words.

He made a mental note of the name and hoped never to use it.

The two of them hoeed the ground while chatting about the caravan.

Then Chaoyan knew that Fang Mu's current caravan was joined by him later. There were only five people in their team at the beginning, and it was the leader at that time who joined the current caravan. It is better to be bigger than nature, and then I brought them into the current caravan.

Chatting, time flies, and things are more efficient.

But that is to say, don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night.

Say everyone arrives.

Just before noon, someone carried things across the mountains to find Fang Mu.

When Qiao Song's figure appeared at the mountain pass, Fang Mu and Chaoyan were still bent over the ground with their heads down.

Qiao Song saw two people suddenly on Fang Mu's site. If he was not too familiar with Fang Mu's back, he really thought his house had been taken over.

"Fang Mu."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind, Fang Mu stopped talking, straightened up and turned his head, and saw Qiao Song: "Here we come."

Hearing someone calling Fang Mu, Chaoyan beside him also turned her head.

Then it came into view with a hill.

He blinked, thinking he was dazzled by the sun.

I thought to myself, I am a good boy, this man is really tall, even taller than Brother Mu.

About this, Fang Mu has something to say.

How does a person who eats bran and swallow vegetables as a child compare with a person with big fish and big meat?

Because Qiao Song was two years younger than Fang Mu, the partners in the caravan knew about this and laughed at Fang Mu's front wave being thrown by the back wave.

Fang Mu used that to refute them.

You must know that Qiao Song's father is a swineherd, and only if he is stronger than himself can the food be considered in vain.

Since then, no one in the team has said anything about the height of the two of them.

Qiao Song lived up to his name.

He is tall and straight, with a good appearance.

Different from Fang Mu's handsomeness, people in the caravan described him like this, if Fang Mu's handsomeness is like the sun in winter, not dazzling but warm, then he is the master of Qingtian, with a dignified upright spirit.

Qiao Song glanced at Chaoyan when he saw a strange face, and asked Fang Mu, "Is this your brother?"

Fang Mu sticks a hoe and laughs: "My partner, Chao Yan."

Qiao Song made it clear that he didn't believe it: "Where did you find someone?" When he came to see him last month, he was still alone.

Fang Mu said truthfully, "I picked it up."

Qiao Song clicked his tongue: "Where is it so easy to pick up? Tell me and I will pick up one too."

Chao Yan said at the right time: "It's really picked up."

Qiao Song: "...!!!???"

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The author has something to say:

Qiao Song: The clown is actually me! ! !

I have added a setting similar to betting on darts for merchants, so don’t delve into it, just take a look.