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Chapter 119

Early the next morning, the family of five went out separately.

Zhufeng took a carriage to the place agreed with Lao Huang and others, and then a group of six people went to the mountains.

Wen Ya went out to look for money after breakfast, while Shi An held a sail and went to the fortune-telling street to set up a stall.

In order not to delay the auspicious time of apprenticeship in the afternoon, Qingyu and Hongtao also set out before dawn. However, it dawned early in summer, and by the time they arrived at the fields, the farmers had already started working in the fields.

Qingyu took Hong Tao to the first piece of land with the word "He". It was eight cents, less than an acre. The soil was dry and hard, and the crops in the land were withered. It looked like a wasteland.

The tenant farmer Lao Ma was digging the ground according to the method taught by the new owner yesterday. He accidentally saw two children on the ridge of the field. He took a closer look and realized that they were the daughters of the new owner, so he smiled and said hello.

"Son, why are you here? Isn't your father going to the mountains to buy medicinal seeds today?"

Qingyu responded with a smile: "I brought my sister here to play, but my father went into the mountains."

"Just you two? Where are the other adults in your family?" Lao Ma looked around and saw no one else except the farmer.

"We'll go back soon." Qingyu squatted on the ground, catching the grasshopper jumping around.

"Hey, then you have to go back quickly. It's just the two of you who dare to run so far. Don't you live in the city? It's so far, twenty or thirty miles. The adults in the family should be worried to death."

"I will go back with Sister in a moment." Qingyu responded obediently, looking at Hongtao.

Hongtao buried the windmill on the edge of the ground and exclaimed: "As expected of the Hezi land, the feng shui is so bad. It's not his fault that the crops are grown like this. But he can still get such a bad land, and his vision is amazing."

It’s really bad.”

"Senior sister..." Qingyu quickly glanced at Lao Ma. Fortunately, the latter swung his hoe vigorously and didn't hear the hoeing.

Qingyu glanced at Hongtao helplessly, "Be careful what you say."

Hongtao stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I know."

After burying the windmill and watching the earth's energy flowing on the surface rotate along the windmill and flowing to all directions of the field, Hong Tao patted the mud on his hands with satisfaction: "Okay, anything planted on this land can survive now."

Qingyu stood up, said goodbye to the old horse, and then continued to the next field with the heart.

The old horse saw that the two of them were not walking towards the main road, and called out again: "Children, aren't you going back? Where are you going?"

"Let's go play in Uncle Zhang's field." Qingyu knew that Lao Ma was afraid that they would get lost, so she informed them of their whereabouts.

Lao Zhang's land was not far away from here. Lao Ma saw that the two of them were going in that direction, and then he felt relieved and continued to bend down to hoe. Unexpectedly, he swung the hoe violently, and the entire hoe blade was completely damaged.

sunk into the ground.

The old horse was very surprised, "The land here is dry and hard, how could it suddenly be so easy to hoe?"

When I shoveled up the soil, the originally white, dry and hard soil turned into dark brown and moist to the touch.

The old horse was so shocked that he hoeed several times in succession, but the result was the same. He did not believe in evil, so he hoeed again in another place, but the result was the same.

Lao Ma squatted down, pinched the slightly cool soil, and watched the earthworms turning in the soil. He was stunned for a long time, then spread the sweat towel on the ground, grabbed a few handfuls of soil, carefully wrapped it in the sweat towel and placed it on the ground.

On the edge of the field.

...

Thirty-two pieces of land, plus the need to change the Feng Shui, actually took nearly three hours. By the time we were done, it was already past noon.

The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and Hong Tao pulled her sweat-soaked front to get some air. Her face was flushed with heat, and sweat dripped down her forehead and cheeks in large drops. Some of it rolled into her eyes before she even had time to wipe it away.

A sharp pain.

Qingyu fanned her with a homemade leaf fan, "Second Senior Sister, thank you for your hard work."

Hongtao shrugged her eyes and walked slowly towards the road, holding her lower back which could not straighten up. She was weak when speaking, "Who made us short of money? We deserve to suffer this little bit."

Qingyu smiled, looked at the farmers who had not yet finished their work, and murmured: "There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death."

"Huh?" Hong Tao was so tired that he couldn't hear clearly.

"nothing."

It was not too late when the two of them returned home. Shi'an was the only one at home, and the food had been prepared long ago and kept warm in the pot waiting for them.

After washing their faces with hot water and changing into clean clothes, the two of them felt much better.

Seeing that they had finished cleaning up, Shi'an put food on the table and said, "Senior Sister didn't come back at noon, so she probably ate outside."

The three of them sat down to eat. When Shi'an talked about fortune-telling in the market, he smiled helplessly, "After all, I look too young and not many people believe me. I'm the worst businessman on this street."

Qingyu said with relief: "Take your time, everything has just begun.

As long as there is one person to do the calculation, there will be two, four, and more and more people to do the calculation in the future. Senior brother, no one can match the fortune telling skills. I believe that as long as you have done the calculation, it will be passed down by word of mouth.

"

Shi'an hummed and gave Qingyu and Hongtao a piece of meat each.

"It's better not to collect the money first, and then collect the fee after counting fifty people. In this way, the previous fifty people will definitely bring their relatives and friends over, and gradually, they will be able to spread the word from ten to hundreds.

." Qingyu said again.

"I know." Hong Tao finally had the strength to speak after finishing a bowl of porridge, "This is called putting a long line to catch big fish."

...

After dinner, Shi'an took the sail and added the word "free" in front of the original word "fortune telling". The word was like a horned dragon, majestic and majestic. Just looking at the word can make people stop and take a few more glances.

Qingyu and Hongtao were admiring and appreciating the words when they suddenly heard someone shouting "Is anyone home?" outside. Hongtao stood up quickly and said, "My disciple is here." He was about to answer the door.

"Wait a minute." Qingyu grabbed her, "The sound came from the back door, and it doesn't sound like Sanchan."

Hong Tao listened carefully and found that it really didn't sound like it. The voice sounded a little scared, not yet confident, and seemed extremely reluctant. She was a little surprised, "Who could that be?"

"I'm afraid they are residents in Jiuquli. They probably saw people coming and going here and wanted to come to fetch water." Shi'an guessed. There are three families living in this alley.

"Then...shall we answer the door?" Hongtao looked at Qingyu.

Qingyu sighed slightly and smiled helplessly, "Ignore him for now. Even if he doesn't draw water here, he has his own place to draw water."

The three of them were quiet for a moment. It wasn't until the noise outside stopped that Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems we have to hurry up." After all, it is not easy to reduce the price from four hundred taels to one hundred and twenty taels.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon and there were no adults at home, so Shi'an stayed at home. The "three children" didn't have much time to spare, and Sanchan took his disciples to leave the world and came to pay homage to him with his bundle of clothes in hand.

Hong Tao saw Chen holding a chicken and duck still flapping its wings in his left hand, and two pieces of bacon in his right hand. After thinking for a while, he sent Chen Chen to build a chicken shed with Shi An, and then he set up a stool in the main room.

Beforehand, he prepared some tea and taught Sanzen how to worship the master according to Taoist etiquette.

Just as Sanchan awkwardly served the tea, before he could say "Master", Hongtao suddenly stood up, stared at the sky in the distance and shouted with joy: "The evil spirit is soaring into the sky, how much resentment this is, hurry up, disciple,

The money has come.”


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