Chapter 119：

Qin Erhuan ca n’t stop talking about peach blossoms. No matter how many hundreds of texts are credited every month, the key is that Mu Rouzang also said that she is only practicing basic skills.

"Well, then she has to work hard." Mu Rouzang fully supports Qin Taohua's dream of becoming a small landlord.

After leaving Qin Erluo, Mu Rouzang entered the village with Chunyi, and after passing through Yiyang's house, he heard the noise inside.

Chun-Yuan's own owner stopped and asked quietly, "Girl, would you like to go in?"

Mu Rouzang shook his head and laughed very much: "Why go in!" Alas, let's do each other's death, so there is so much love, or it is better for Widow Li to be away.

Chunyi didn't understand what the owner of her family was, so she just followed her and left the gate of the courtyard.

"Zhu Dazhen, Uncle Zhu!" Mu Rouxang, in a light blue dress, waved her little hand from afar, and the breeze raised her headband fluttering with the wind.

Zhu Dazhen, who sat snoring, heard the sound, and stretched out his hand to slay the butcher Zhu Zhutou: "Old man, the little girl of the Mu family is getting more and more beautiful."

"Oh, they are big family now, which are comparable to those wild girls in the flat-headed people's house." Zhu Tuhu picked up a black rag that could not be distinguished and wiped the oil on his hand.

He opened his throat and shouted, "Sang girl, you are here today. What do you want to send someone to send a letter, you will run it yourself."

Mu Rouzang touched his little ears and was really sad. The people in the small village seemed to have a loud voice, especially when it was time for dinner, the loud voice broke, and the sound of shouting his own baby to go home for dinner .

"Good for Uncle Zhu, good for Grandma Zhu!"

Zhu Dazhen already stood up and greeted her: "Come here, how can you go free today, your brother hasn't come back yet? It's almost October. I haven't returned yet. Listen to my wealthy man, he is always envious of you My brother can go to school, but unfortunately, he said that he didn't learn enough, and now he is locked in the house every day to make a dead book.

Mu Rou Sang's eyes were frowning. Zhu Dazheng was a happy motherly love: "Sister Xun, look at what you said, in the future, when the rich and rich brother will be admitted to the county school, there will be a study tour every two years, but this study tour is very expensive Yinzi didn't say, this journey is far away, and I don't know how much my brother suffered and how much he suffered. "

"That ’s right, oh, because of our family business, there is no problem in the school in the last few years. If you travel, this is another ox cart forage, and it is also a book boy Xiaoyan. It ’s really not our family Up. "

The Zhu Dayao family didn't grow much Chinese cabbage last year. Fortunately, they went to Mu Rou Sang's house to help them for a few days, and they did not lose much.

"Sister-in-law, I really have something here to count on uncle!" Mu Rouzang took over.

Uncle Zhu sat aside with great energy: "Sang girl, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Dazhen gave him an angry look: "You know that is a good thing. In case Sang's family needs help, now that her brother is not at home, we have to take care."

"Oh, sister-in-law, it really made Uncle guess."

Uncle Zhu blinked with a dazzling light in the blink of an eye: "It's really a good thing, let me talk to Uncle soon."

Mu Rouzang then made it clear: "This is really the only uncle that can do this. People outside can't really do it."

Uncle Zhu patted himself on his eldest child. Legs: "Yes, your family has fed a lot of fat pigs. Would you like to ask the uncle to help slaughter a few?"

Mu Rouzang shook his head: "Uncle, just now Grandma was worrying about a rich future, so you don't want to make more money?"

Zhu Dashen's eyes brightened: "Don't you want to ask your uncle to help you buy those pigs!"

She just held a try, and I do n’t know if Zhu Tudou can eat this piece of fat: "Yes, Ma'am, you also saw that our life in Xiaoshan Village will only get better and better. A few pigs are also a common occurrence. Besides, one spring and one autumn, my family can supply at least two hundred, how about it, uncle? "

The road passed to his eyes, depending on whether he would do it or not.

Zhu Dazhen first started to talk: "Do, why not, your uncle will kill the pigs by himself, killing a few pigs a day is enough to live, old man, this can be done."

Zhu Dazheng was afraid that Uncle Zhu would not agree to make a quick decision, and Mu Rouzang was happy.

"Of course we have to set it up, and not to mention anything else. I still know a lot of butchers in these ten miles and eight townships. It is good to eat the small mountain village alone."

I diligently collected the pigs over here, and even slaughtered them to sell. On this day, I would also like to earn one or two dollars.

"I don't know how to sell pork from Sang girl's house?" Uncle Zhu is not good at asking high prices. They are all from a village, so asking Mu Rouzang also hopes that she can get a fair price.

Mu Rou Sang nodded: "This hairy pig usually costs 11 to 12 pennies a week. There are many pigs in my family. Uncles can come and fetch a few heads each day. This way, you don't have to pay for feeding at your house. What do you think?"

Uncle Zhu thought about it a little bit. He settled all the pigs of the Mu family. With a solid supply of goods, not to mention far away, even seven or eight villages could eat these pork before and after: It ’s okay. I ’m just getting started. I ca n’t sell a few pigs a day. It ’s not bad to sell these pigs a year ago, and I ’ll be a good one next year. ”

"I'll ask my brother and ask him to buy from our house too!" Zhu Dazhen's brother sells pork in town.

"Yes, the butchers in seven or eight villages before and after this village are familiar with me. If we drive this, they will also have to run a long way to get goods in town."

Uncle Zhu was thinking about eating two pigs a day in these villages before and after, and eating dozens of pounds by himself, plus the wife's maid's family in the town. In this way, he could almost kill three pigs in a day, at least one or two dollars. I got it.

"Let ’s go. I ’ve seen the pigs in your house. They are very fat, and I collect your hairy pigs for a penny. You also know that I sell them to those meat dealers and earn a penny. One pound, it also includes the work of killing pigs. "

He did not make much money in this way. Uncle Zhu knew in his mind that the little girl wanted to sell his pigs for a high price, and happened to be in the same village, and he would not suffer from the high points.

Mu Rouzang was pleased when he heard the words: "There are more Uncle Zhu, you'd better ask the village chief to announce it. I was just listening to the second sister-in-law who was thinking about raising two more pigs next year."

She no longer cares when the pigs will be sold out, as long as it is years ago.

Zhu Tuhu's big hand waved: "This is not a problem, mother-in-law, go back to the village head shop and make two pots of small wine, and then make a pork loin soup, a spicy large intestine, and a pig face. Right, remember that this pig face is called The wealthy turned back and sent a copy to the Rouzang family. "

"Zhu Dayi, I have a taste today."

The pig's face is a delicate work. It is necessary to pull out the hair on the pig's head. Many later generations use asphalt to remove hair. Mu Rou Sang did not dare to eat the stuff.

"You're welcome. I went back to Fugui to go to school. I sent him to your house."

Mu Rou Sang was relieved that she had settled this matter. Now that the pigs in the family have been settled and the fields have been acquired, the only thing she hopes and cares about is that her brother who travels far away does not know when he can return home.

"Chunyi, let's go and see in the fields!" Mu Rouzang left Zhu Tuto's house for a while and did not know where to go. He thought of buying Tian and hadn't seen it yet.

Chunyi's face changed slightly: "Girl, I remember this morning, Uncle Wang Cai borrowed a lot of pig dung from someone's cattle to the newly bought field.

Er, Mu Rouzang forgot about it: "Let's go home!"

When I passed by Muyi Yang's house again, the courtyard door was closed and there was no sound. Mu Rouzang's mood flew up, and he was no longer as depressed as when he first arrived, so be careful.

When Zhu Fugui came to deliver food in the evening, there was a good thing. Those colleagues mentioned by Zhu Tuhu were very happy to come here to customize the pork. There are people who take meat nearby and are happy to get up early and run to town on a cold day.

Zhu Dazhen's mother's family simply said that she would need a pig every day, but she had to send Uncle Zhu himself to the town.

"After that, your mother's meat will be sold by your mother?"

At home, there is a good thing to make money, Zhu Fugui also cheerfully said, "Well, Sister Sang, we will be your brother in the future. When the brother learns the skills in the future, it is yours to rely on."

With these words in his mouth, his small eyes went straight under the osmanthus tree.

Mu Rouzang blinked and blinked, and with a finger count, Zhu Fugui seemed to be the same age as his brother: "You two come here, Fugui is sending delicious food!"

The children were ignorant of the good feelings. Mu Rouzang laughed at the two sitting there.

"Fugui Brother! I won't eat sesame sugar anymore." Taohua mumbled the pink mouth and pushed Zhu Fugui's big hand away.

It was reluctant to look away.

Zhu Fugui has a good temper: "With peach blossoms, Sang Sang doesn't like sugar. Sister Fengxi only likes sour and hot, you see, if you don't eat it, you're going to ruin it."

Xiao Taohua's little face was tangled into twists. Whether to eat or not to eat was a serious problem.

"Well, peach, look at the rich and rich goth who bought it for you, and people have the heart to sweep the face of rich and noble brother?" Mu Rouzang reached out with a bad heart to secretly Qin Taohua.

Qin Taohua quickly took sesame sugar from Zhu Fugui: "Well, you are a waste anyway, I will eat these two pieces first, but I tell you, I ca n’t eat sugar after dinner, my mother is not allowed . "

Peach blossom's worm teeth just happened not long, Qin Eryi could not allow her to eat so much.

"Well, riches are here!" Mu Yiyang drilled out of the orchard, holding a large bamboo basket in his hand.

"Sister Sang, dozens more hens are laying eggs today."

Zhu Fugui watched Mu Yiyang come over, and immediately pulled him back and shoulders without knowing what to say.

"Well, Taohua, I heard that you can sell fifty poems now?"

This is called Feng Yan Haosheng's envy. She has Mu Rouzang's finger every day, and now she can sell thirty needles for needlework.

Mu Rouzang looked at her unhappy look: "Phoenix, no matter how peach, I have practiced needlework for a year more than you. Moreover, her hand strength is stronger than you, and the needle is much more stable, waiting for you With her age, she can sell so much money. "

"Yes, Feng Ye, you don't know, but I have embroidered live bags from spring training last year till now, and I have embroidered hundreds of them. My mother said that I saved five or two purses this year Silver, the family has added an acre of top-grade fat fields. "Qin Taohua said that Feng Yan's face became ugly.

Mu Rou Sang stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead. Is this comforting or proud? !!

Days turned again, Mu Qingxi brought Zhou Baoer and Zhou Jingran to the countryside.

On this day, Mu Yiyang went to school. Mu Rou Sang was sitting under the osmanthus tree embroidering the Luoshen figure. Mu Fengyi took a small flower bandage while practicing more complicated acupuncture. Chunran and Chunyi were two girls. One tea and one snack stand beside.

In the afternoon, Qiuyang sprinkled the festive golden color in the yard, and the daughter-in-law of Wangcai took a small chair and sat under the porch of the Western Chamber while snoring, and intentionally or unintentionally threw a thin bamboo branch in her hand, and there were several colorful pieces hanging from the bamboo branch Cloth, the ground in the yard was covered with golden rice, and a large-toothed wooden palladium was thrown aside.

Grandpa Zhao Shi frowned slightly, came over from Shoushou Veranda, saw his daughter-in-law was snoring, and picked up a sweatshirt and waved: "Oh ~ xi, oh ~ xi, Wangcai's daughter-in-law, the sparrows are all here Peck millet ate! "

Wangcai's wife rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Dad! I don't know why I became sleepy all of a sudden."