This couplet can spit out the common people in later generations. But in Song Shouye's eyes, it is not as good as it is, far beyond his expectations. Especially for him, a small businessman, it is the best auspicious words.

There is also this word. Of course, Song Shouye does not understand calligraphy, but as long as he is not blind, he knows that Li Luo's word is much better than Lin Xuejiao. If he is forced to comment, he can only say it is good-looking and grand. In Song Shouye's opinion, such a couplet is not something that can be posted by a small family.

Even if he paid a lot of money, he thought he would not lose.

"Li Langjun is really worthy of being a child of the Li family, a great talent! A villain is convinced. Even if Li Langjun does not rely on his family to serve as an official, he will definitely be able to become a Jinshi and become a high-ranking official!" Song Shouye said half-fearly and half-pleasantly.

With the words "This couplet" in his hand, he undoubtedly judged that Li Luo must be a child of a noble family.

"As a clan, I really have the idea of ​​becoming an official to serve the court. Now I am just a temporary residence on Jianghua Island. I will experience the sufferings of the people and become an official in the future." Li Luo put down his pen and stood with a faint tone.

Song Shouye couldn't help but bent down, feeling that the pressure brought by Li Langjun was getting bigger and bigger, making him feel uncomfortable.

Li Luo laughed in his heart and said, "Owner Song, when you and I meet each other, it is also a fate. When you return to Renzhou in the future, you will never forget today."

Song Shouye's heart trembled when he heard this. What exactly does this mean? He couldn't judge what Li Luo meant. What if Li Luo asked to borrow money again? How could his small family satisfy the appetite of aristocratic families?

"The villain is lucky enough to be praised by Langjun Li in his three lives. But if the villain needs to serve, no villain dares not to obey." Song Shouye said with a tough bullet. He made up his mind that even if he suffered a small loss, he would never offend Li Luo. But if he still borrowed money, he could only say that there was no one.

"I've read the couplet I just wrote. What if I'm writing couplets from nearby villagers in the bag, what if I'm asking you to sell them?" Li Luo said.

Song Shouye smiled bitterly and said, "Your husband must not know when you first came here. Now the taxes are too heavy, and the villagers have a hard time and they don't have enough food to eat, so where can I get the remaining money to buy couplets?

Don’t look at a couplet, but the pen cost is only thirty cents, but now the paper is expensive, and the cost of a couplet costs at least seventy cents, which can buy five liters of grain.”

Li Luo was a little disappointed, "It's only seventy or eighty-year-old, so embarrassing?"

Song Shouye bent down and said, "You are a good teacher and you will find out. Now you only talk about Modong Village. There are more than 100 families who can afford to pay for their usual money at this time. As for most families, they are worried about their meals, so how can they have enough money to buy couplets?

This is why Langjun visited the shop for a long time and had never come to other customers. Even so, the shop was unsustainable, and it was probably not far away to close the shop. If it weren't for Li Langjun today, the villain would have planned to save money on couplets." Although he complained that Li Luo had to borrow money, what he said was true.

"It's so hard for the people to be sad!" Li Luo sighed half-true and half-false. Since this road is not clear, I can only find another way.

Song Shouye complimented: "Li Langjun is compassionate and will be able to make decisions for us and other people in the future."

Li Luo knew that he could only get this little money today. In his opinion, he was not afraid of being in a deep way, but was afraid of being stingy. Stingy people love money as life is always the most difficult to deal with. He used the power of aristocratic families to use both the power of aristocratic families and used both the soft and the hard to use it. Song Shouye only paid 100 cents of money, and it would be difficult to do more.

However, Song Shouye gave Li Luo an extra liter of wheat, and sold it to Li Luo for a hanging can at a price of twenty cents and a hatchet at a price of thirty cents. He paid another fifty or sixty cents of blood, which was already very worthy of Li Luo.

It cost forty cents to hold the jar and fifty cents to hold the hatchet. Li Luo's pen fee for the money was immediately left with only ten cents.

I learned about the local situation with Song Shouye again. Finally, Li Luo brought a hanging can, a hatchet, and a small bag of wheat out of the "Songji Big Store". Song Shouye respectfully delivered it to the gate of the yard.

Seeing Li Luo's back disappear, Song Shouye sighed and felt relieved.

Li Luo took out his watch to check the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon. He was not in the mood to wander around the village and walked straight back. However, along the way, he met several villagers, all looking at him in surprise, and some people asked about his origin.

Li Luo greeted him with a friendly and arrogant look, revealing his aristocratic origin, and then threw the villagers with surprise and fear behind his head.

"Is it true?"

"It seems real, but this dress doesn't look like it..."

"Who can tell the things these days? No matter whether it is true or false, just don't offend me."

Listening to the comments coming from behind, Li Luo knew that there would be no too much trouble for the time being.

When she returned to her new home in the wasteland courtyard, she saw Cui Xiuning still cooking fires, but she was not alone, and there was a fox lying on the other side of the fire.

The fox seemed to know that the new owner here had no malice towards it, and obviously became bolder, so he simply ran to the fire in the wing room to cook the fire, but he didn't dare to be too close to Cui Xiuning.

Cui Xiuning was obviously a little cautious about the female fox because she had a stick in her hand tilting the fire.

When he saw Li Luo enter the house, the woman and the female fox all looked at him, and the eyes of each person and the fox were not very friendly.

"This fox is really cunning. He seems to be able to read the mind, but he is not afraid of us." Li Luo said, putting down the things in his hand.

Cui Xiuning said: "Why have you been there for so long? It is baking its belly, probably afraid of freezing the cub." Of course, the second half of the sentence is about the fox.

"It seems that the beast may not be really afraid of fire."

"Where did you get the money to buy jars and hatchets? We really lack this now."

"I wrote a couplet of blessings to the shop owner, and then I scared him, so I got these things. Three liters of wheat, a hatchet, and a hanging can, and there was still ten cents left."

"It's not considered fraud or intimidation. I use a hanging can to boil water and drink it. You can split some firewood to burn the kang at night."

"Police, how do you eat wheat? Do you boil it with boiling water?"

"I think eating raw is the best. Although it is definitely not delicious, it can maintain nutrition to the maximum extent. We will eat these three liters of wheat slowly and eat half a liter tonight."

"Women are better at living, you can decide this."

"What does it eat? I haven't eaten it for a few days, and I'm still pregnant with a cub."

"I don't know. Don't foxes eat meat? They definitely don't eat wheat."

Cui Xiuning used a can of snow to use a hanging can and hung it on the fire. Li Luo found a stone to sharpen the hatchet. When the fox heard the sound of sharpening the knife, he immediately became alert and stared at Li Luo to sharpen the knife.

However, seeing Li Luo grinding for a while and starting to chop firewood, he turned over his stomach and headed towards the fire.

Half an hour later, the hanging can sounded and the water boiled.

But Cui Xiuning was in trouble.

Without a cup or no Wan, how can I drink water? It’s not impossible to drink it in a jar, but the problem is that there is only one jar.

If she drinks first and Li Luo drinks later, it means that Li Luo eats her saliva, and she feels that she is at a disadvantage. But if Li Luo drinks first and then drinks later, it means that she eats Li Luo's saliva, and she feels that she is even at a disadvantage.

It’s her that Cui Xiuning is at a loss. And this is not only a loss, but also a disgusting thing.

"Fugitive, are there bamboos nearby?" Cui Xiuning suddenly asked.

Li Luo stopped the knife, and he knew what Cui Xiuning meant, "Police, I didn't expect this, but we can't afford a bowl. I'll go and see if there are any bamboos, you're watching the fire."

Seeing Li Luo going out with a hatchet, Cui Xiuning took out some wheat and carefully divided it into two portions. At the beginning, the two portions of wheat were about the same amount, but when Cui Xiuning grabbed a handful and put it in another portion, the two portions of wheat were obviously different in weight.

Li Luo caught a villager and asked about a small bamboo forest three miles away. It was just from the Quan family and not a masterpiece.

Li Luo found the bamboo forest, but the bamboo in the north was not good, and it was obviously smaller than the bamboo in the south. The bamboo forest was right next to a family, so it should be the Quan family.

The Quan family's yard was dilapidated and obviously very poor. Li Luo heard that although the Quan family had a bamboo forest, there was no field and could not plant food. He only relied on this bamboo forest to survive.

A middle-aged man with a pale face and thin skin saw Li Luo and immediately asked: "Do you buy winter bamboo shoots? It only costs five cents per pound."

However, when he saw Li Luo's hatchet, he immediately said, "A big bamboo is thirty cents per tree, and a small bamboo is thirty cents per tree." He was obviously a little excited. No one had bought bamboo for a long time, and bamboo shoots could not be eaten as food.

But he was soon disappointed. This guy who was used to living a good life was not here to buy bamboo or winter bamboo shoots.

"Brother, I just want to cut two pieces of bamboo as cups, not one."

"There is no one to cut two pieces, it's just one piece if you want to cut it. The small one is only twenty cents." said the owner of the Quan family.

Li Luo only costs ten cents, so of course he wouldn't spend twenty cents to buy a bamboo. This family is so poor that he can't pretend to be a noble family to suppress others.

"I'll give you three cents, and I'll give me two pieces of bamboo," Li Luo said.

Before the owner of the Quan family could speak, suddenly a woman's scolding came from the room.

"I will kill you, a despotic girl, dare to put so much wheat! You will be rich and have no way to eat wild vegetables! Are you thinking about hanging yourself after eating this little wheat, or getting married? I will kill you!"

Amid the shouts of scolding, a Korean girl in a torn cotton jacket ran out crying and regardless of Li Luo's presence, she covered her face and shouted pitifully: "Dad, mom hit me again... Woo woo!"

The owner of the Quan family stomped his feet and said, "Good fight! There is only half a bucket of wheat left in the family. What's the disaster like this? Our family will starve to death before the Chinese New Year!"

A Korean woman in white rushed out, "Who told you to show your face and cry in front of outsiders, go back to death!" She raised her hand and wanted to hit her again.

Li Luo looked at the black line and could only poke it there in a daze, hesitating whether he should leave.

When the middle-aged woman returned with the girl's ears, the owner of the Quan family finally took care of Li Luo.

"Give me ten cents, and I'll cut you half."

Li Luo said: "I only have seven cents." If he hadn't experienced this, he would have only given five cents at most.

"Okay, I'll cut you down. Where is your money?" said the owner of the Quan family.

Li Luo slowly took out seven copper coins and handed them to the other party. The owner of the Quan family took Li Luo into the bamboo forest and pointed at a bamboo that was as thick as a wine glass: "This one?"

"That's it!" Li Luo shook his head and pointed at a bamboo as thick as a teacup.

The owner of the Quan family no longer cared about it and cut off half of it neatly.

When Li Luo left with half of the bamboo, the girl's crying still came from the room, and she heard her mother say, "I guess the New Year won't be over..."

Back at the deserted house, Cui Xiuning was scolding the fox: "Don't you eat meat? Why do you want to eat wheat? If you dare to touch this bag again, I will drive you out!"

Li Luo smiled and said, "Police, you have to be a little sympathetic." But he changed his mouth, "Did it eat it?"

"No." Choi Soo-ning smiled rare, with a stunning feeling, "When I took a nap, it pulled out the bag and happened to be caught by me."

"Then you should catch it and return to the police station." Li Luo said.

Cui Xiuning stopped smiling immediately, and her originally bright eyes suddenly became sharp, "You should be the one you should catch."

"Okay." Li Luo waved his hand and changed the topic: "Half a bamboo cost seven cents."

Cui Xiuning frowned with a beautiful eyebrows, "We still have three cents."

While starting to use hatchets to make bamboo tubes, Li Luo said, "Many of the people in the village are going to lose food. We are soon."

Cui Xiuning said: "Eat the wheat first and then make a bamboo tube." She pointed to the two handfuls of wheat that had been divided and started eating it first.

"Police, mine is more than you."

"You have done physical work and a man has a lot of appetite, so just have one more bite."

"This wheat seems a bit sweet when eaten raw, and it's not hard to eat."

“It’s looking at us.”

"Let it see. It eats meat anyway."

“We are meat too.”

"You must be careful that night."
Chapter completed!