Chapter 13 Save more money to buy pen, paper and ink (third update)

Author: Farmers' pot

Chapter 13 Save more money to buy pen, paper and ink (third update)

The sun shines on the city walls, and the sound of the people in the downtown city is gathered. Buyers are waiting for diligent study, and their hearts are waiting for the emotional disorder.

From the return journey to the young New Year, Xinao left the village and asked. Maybe parting with the villagers, smiling and worrying.

Everyone will eat it briefly in the evening and continue cooking the next day at dawn.

After the meal, the village chief took Hanhan to Xuancheng and the others returned the car.

People who know how to make cars have work, and the number of livestock in the village increases, so there are many cars. When they don’t have cars, livestock are free, and if they are trapped, they cannot be without cars.

Xuancheng, the inner-city company went to get a long-term road in the road, and took the beef sauce to get it.

The villagers followed Zhu Wentian to redeem the things they had lost, and the total profit was not much.

The village has high prices, so the profit is five cents, five percent per month.

For ten thousand essays, a month is five hundred essays, and sixteen essays a day. Because the time is too short, ten thousand essays collect 17 essays a day.

This little money is nothing to earn from "investment".

The village chief met and he drove a bunch of road guides, which were valid within three months.

This is the credit for the beef sauce, otherwise it will only be given one month.

That is to say, you can leave the house within one month, but it won’t be possible after more than one month.

Even if you can't walk, you can't walk out? If you can't get out, you will come back and drive again.

"Buy, buy. Hehehe!" Zhu Wentian asked everyone to buy animals again.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, it is cold and people feel uncomfortable. If you accidentally get sick, the livestock will get sick. It is still early in spring, and there are many people selling it.

Especially the big animals were born last year or the year before, but they didn’t look very good this year and sold them.

Such livestock are low, but the price of pigs is higher. During the Chinese New Year, pigs and poultry have to be killed, so the price will also increase.

Zhu Wentian bought it, and it is better to buy labor than to keep the money in his hands.

The medicinal materials from clinics and pharmacies should be purchased depending on the situation.

Red paper, salt, various beans, glutinous rice, brown sugar, iron nails, iron wire, iron ingots, and tools for working...

Zhu Wentian spent money according to a budget of 100,000 liters, and the villagers didn't say anything and spoiled him.

Money is what others earn. How much can they use? Isn’t it for the village?

After not spending 100,000 yuan, Zhu Wentian turned around and went to buy pens, inkstones. He didn't buy them. He could make them in the village and get a stone.

He doesn't need the ink under the inkstone to be like wind, the ink is like oil, the water is not stolen, and the air is grinding, so the children in the village don't need to be so high-end.

Ink does not require good ink, just write, and the same is true for paper.

Zhu Wentian wanted to teach children to study. In the Ming Dynasty, knowledge changed their destiny and academic qualifications also changed their destiny.

The imperial examination will start next year. If the imperial examination is passed, the imperial court will give it "money" and exempt taxes and servitude at the same time.

Zhu Wentian hopes to change his fool's character through this, and it is too tiring to be a fool.

Then I will talk about what the mountain god taught me, how about it? Who dares to question the identity of my village guardian? Or question the mountain god?

‘If it really doesn’t work, I will stay in the sacrificial hall for a few days, and I will say that my ancestors have a dream.’ Zhu Wentian sat in the car on the return trip and thought.

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Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and in a flash, it was the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Little New Year is celebrated.

This is the south, the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month is the small New Year, and the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is the northern one.

Which day doesn’t matter, the key is that the New Year is busy and lively.

The activities of the Little New Year in each region are different, but the sacrifices to the Kitchen God are almost the same.

Cleaning and preparing things for the New Year, the so-called sacrifice to the kitchen is actually to observe the situation of the stove pit.

The cracks must be repaired and the stove ash is blocked and cleared.

Sacrifice to the Kitchen God is to repair it in time. You cannot make the Kitchen God break. The New Year is coming soon. How can you cook if it breaks?

If repaired, a crack on the stove is dried slowly with mud, five or six days will be enough.

This is why the Kitchen God sacrifices on the 23rd or 24th day of the twelfth lunar month are set aside time.

Many folk traditions are scientific and should not be regarded as feudal superstition.

The 23rd day of the 11th lunar month in the north and the 24th day of the 11th lunar month in the south are the temperature differences, and the time for checking the stove and remediating drying is different.

The village where Zhu Wentian is located is on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, and he followed him to worship the kitchen.

Someone in the village painted the Kitchen God and wrote the Kitchen God couplet, and everyone was very happy.

The new clothes for the New Year are ready, and the village chief finds Hanhan to try it and change it when the New Year is around.

"Yanhan, the village is your home. One day in the future, you will go out and suffer grievances. Don't be afraid. Go back to the village. You are the guardian of our village!"

When the village chief tried out his clothes for Zhu Wentian, he suddenly said this.

Zhu Wentian suddenly looked up, looked at the village chief, and smiled: "No, don't go, in the village, hehe, hehe! Hehe! He's been there, in the village, hehehe!"

The village chief was slightly stunned and smiled: "Okay, okay! We have money. When the spring comes, the village guards should be the best one."

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‘Hi! Hi...’

The villagers in Xiaqiu Village watched, and the people working were pushing big wood with their shirtlessness, while the village was pressing oil.

This is not something Zhu Wentian needs to teach me. I can do it in the village. I used to have no money to buy beans, but I didn’t have time to plant a lot of them.

Everyone squeezed oil from the soybeans they bought, and there were still some leftover soybeans and other beans. Each family divided them and grew their own bean sprouts, and prepared to eat them during the Chinese New Year.

These beans were bought by ministers and were calculated based on population.

In the livestock circles elsewhere, people also feed livestock, labor force next year, and sheep are used to produce milk.

The ewes are pregnant, and the people in the village hope to have their cubs as soon as possible.

Horses are the hardest to serve. They have to be fed once in the middle of the night. When it is cold, you will lose weight if you don’t feed them.

Zhu Wentian wants to get started, but he is very strong! The villagers don’t need him, you rest and eat your candied haws.

Zhu Wentian had no choice but to look aside, holding a string of candied haws, a mixture of hawthorn and yam in his hand.

The temperature in the village is sometimes lower than zero degrees Celsius at night. In the middle of the night, he asked his friends to come over to make candied haws.

The candied haws replaced with white sugar will be made in the middle of the night according to the local temperature and will be melted tomorrow.

But rock sugar is fine, it is still firm at more than ten degrees above zero.

In the middle of the night, I hang candy candy, and I stumble it. Large pieces of it will not melt at room temperature. This is rock candy.

Friends are so happy! I’m free to eat candy. Why are the large pieces of candy taken from the photos so sweet?

The adults in the village didn’t eat candied haws, but they still felt sweet when they saw the children eating them.

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On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, people in Xiaqiu Village drink mutton soup, which is not a festival, but a problem with sheep.

Zhu Wentian bought a large number of sheep, with five rams, and two of them completely lost in the competition, which is the competition process of choosing a mate.

The villagers did not give these two rams a chance to make a comeback, and the rest was enough.

Also three ewes were added, they firmly rejected all rams, and the two-way choice was not successful, sorry!

Five sheep are enough to eat, and the village worked hard to feed them for a lot of time! There was more meat than when I bought it.

"Yichang, Yichang, you are here, oh! We have driven a lot of roads!"

Feng Gui, the governor of Xihe Village, came again, and still brought two followers.

Zhu Yichang was learning to cook mutton soup from Hanhan. Cooking mutton soup is also a technical job. Opening the lid and closing the lid depends on whether you want to make the soup or get mutton oil.

Lamb legs, lamb chops, etc. must be taken out in advance if they are cooked, otherwise the meat will be "fly".

"Come here? It's just right to drink mutton soup. The village specializes in pancakes. It's not appropriate to drink soup and eat rice."

The village chief greeted him very calmly. It was not to show off. His village was so rich. What should I do?

"Sit, sit, hehehe!" Zhu Wentian stood up and invited him, and he sat on the main table.

Feng Gui nodded to the two people who followed him, and they ran to the last table to sit down.

He himself sat at the table, someone brought a bowl of lamb with mutton and mutton. After dozens of breaths, someone used a scoop to serve the soup with mutton oil.

Without pepper, pepper is too expensive and the village is unwilling to buy it.

But there are sweet garlic, so it’s great to use this with mutton soup.

"Yichang! I don't ask where the money comes from in your village. I just want to say, based on our relationship, let's borrow some animals next year?"

Feng Gui was envious and jealous! Where did Xiaqiu Village get the money? A large group of livestock.

The village chief nodded vigorously, and at the same time took out the wine and poured it on the other party: "I rented the cattle from your Xihe Village in Xiaqiu Village, you gave face. If you rented the cattle from your Xiaqiu Village in Xihe Village, I would also give face."

He made the words clear, I am not using the cows from your village in vain, do you use mine in vain?

"Yeah! Rent! Hehe!" Zhu Wentian expressed his support, and he held a sheep's front legs and chewed it.

The hind legs are not good, there is too much meat, it can't be finished, it's wasted.

His assistant made Feng Gui stunned. How could he continue the conversation next?
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