latelenovela Chapter 172 Money is hard to make
Chapter 172 Money is hard to make
After this farce was over.
When I returned home again in the evening, there were densely packed bamboo poles on the walls of the yard.
"Brother Chen, how much have you cut back?" Although he knew that Chen Sanlin was a person who would not give up until the end.
Every time I ask him to do something, he thinks the more the better.
"Free labor, and the journey is not far." Chen Sanlin took them to the golden bamboo forest not far from the village. If Boss Han hadn't stopped him, he would have cut down all the bamboo in the forest.
Chen Sanlin took a machete and cut the thick bamboo into strips: "The twenty people can buy bamboo at a three-cent discount, so they work hard."
"Sure, I've learned some marketing techniques."
After Xiaohu and the others came back, the five of them worked together to cut the bamboos into thin strips. Zhou Jianye and Chen Sanlin both knew how to weave backpacks, and Xu Wenyan and the other two learned on the side. It is a skill after all, and as long as you are diligent once you learn it, you won't starve to death.
When the village chief was in power, bamboos in that forest were not allowed to be cut at will. Each household was only allowed to cut two bamboos a year, and each household had to cut them at different times. The bamboo shoots there were also strictly controlled. It was fine if you were not caught, but if you were caught digging bamboo shoots, you would be beaten.
I have been busy since I came back in the afternoon, and I have only made eight and a half backpacks in total. The other half was made by Xu Wenyan. There is nothing I can do about it. I don’t have the talent for it.
Xu Wenyan sat on a small stool. Whenever he thought about how this backpack only sold for fifteen cents, he felt like crying. Why did other time travelers earn tens or even dozens of taels?
Now think about it, no matter what time it is, money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.
"Brother Chen, let's move back as soon as possible. After all, it's deep in the mountains and too dangerous." Xu Wenyan leaned against the head of the bed and discussed with Chen Sanlin about moving back home.
Chen Sanlin rested his head on Xu Wenyan's thigh and nodded: "I'll listen to you."
Grabbing a handful of Chen Sanlin's hair, Xu Wenyan began to braid it out of boredom: "I have asked Wang Zeren about it, and there is news from above. Anyway, victory in this war is inevitable, and the state has gradually returned to its original life.
Even in Fengxian County, some people are setting up small stalls.
And he has moved into the military tent, so Sister Dongmei and the others can continue to live in the old house when they come back."
While they were talking, Chen Sanlin's hair was braided into many small braids, and he also slept with these pigtails on his head.
But when I woke up the next day and untied my braids, my hair became curly, as if it had been permed.
Looking at the "big lion" Xu Wenyan next to him, he wanted to laugh.
"Wife, what should I do?" Chen Sanlin pulled his hair in annoyance, praying that he could straighten it.
"Hahaha, I have to say, Brother Chen, your curly hair looks pretty good."
"real."
"Hahaha, that's fake."
Being ridiculed by Xu Wenyan, Chen Sanlin's eyes darkened and he felt even more annoyed.
"Okay, just wash it and it will come back straight."
As soon as Chen Sanlin went out, he ran into Xiaoman who came to talk to Xu Wenyan: "Chen Sanlin, what happened to your hair?"
Chen Sanlin said nothing. He walked to the well, drew some water and poured it over his head.
"Xiaoman, why are you here so early?" Zhou Jianye also woke up at this time and started chatting with Xiaoman.
"If there is something wrong in the field, find Xu Wenyan."
"What's the matter?" Xu Wenyan put on his coat and came out. Whatever he wanted to eat every day depended on what Xiaoman brought. It could be said that Xiaoman was the one feeding them these days.
Xiaohu and his friends had almost finished the little flour they brought with them.
Xiaoman put down the basket in her hand.
"Now that the weather is hot, the bugs are out. Yesterday, the refugees...now we should call the villagers. They found a lot of holes on the crops caused by bugs, but we can't tell what kind of bugs they are yet.
Commander Wang asked you to go and take a look."
"No hurry, let's talk after dinner. What did you bring today?"
Xiaoman took out a cloth bag from the basket. Inside it were some grains and some beans, filling up a whole cloth bag. There was also another bag filled with red beans. In addition, there were three tender corns in the basket.
"Commander Wang said that the red beans belong to him. He said that he would just give them to you. You know what to do with them. There are also tender corns. Luo Sanyuan and Xiao Liu took great pains to pick them. Be careful when eating them."
Xu Wenyan looked at the plump yellow corns and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. In ancient times, corn had to be grown until it was old and then ground into cornmeal to eat. Who would be willing to eat the tender corn?
In the countryside, if you see someone eating young corn, people would say that he is a spendthrift and a waste of food.
"Wow, I haven't had this for a long time..." Before he could finish his words, Xu Wenyan felt something was wrong. He was a sickly farmer in his previous life, so how could he have eaten this tender corn? "Uh, what does this tender corn taste like, Xiaoman?"
Although Xiaoman was a little confused by Xu Wenyan's change of expression, she immediately replied: "Luo Sanyuan said that they all boil it in their state, and it is very fragrant, tender and juicy."
Without waiting for Xiaoman to finish speaking, Xu Wenyan skillfully peeled off the outer and inner layers of the corn husk, leaving some to cook directly in the pot. As for the red beans, he didn't have the tools to make red bean cakes.
Use the remaining flour to ferment and make ten red bean buns.
Baozi is also considered half a pastry, so Wang Zeren has no right to choose at this time.
Three corn cobs, divided among six people, each person gets half.
After taking a bite, the fragrance of corn burst in the mouth, and it was full of juice. The taste was really incomparable to old corn. Just based on this corn cob, Xu Wenyan had to treat Luo Sanyuan and others to a good meal.
Each person has half a bowl of multi-grain porridge and a red bean bun. Today's breakfast is quite luxurious in the countryside.
"Xiao Man, give these four buns to Wang Zeren."
The love that should be repaid must be repaid.
After eating and drinking, they walked towards the fields and saw Luo Sanyuan and others gathered together from a distance.
"Lao Luo! What are you looking at?" Xu Wenyan yelled.
Luo Sanyuan turned his head and walked through the crowd: "Finally here." He slowly approached Xu Wenyan to see Chen Sanlin's reaction first, for he was afraid that this guy would push him aside again. Luo Sanyuan had never seen anyone protect his wife so much.
Seeing that Chen Sanlin didn't react much, Luo Sanyuan approached Xu Wenyan and whispered, "Is the tender corn delicious? Don't tell Brother Wang."
"It's delicious. We're going to move back to the village in a few days. I'll treat you to a meal then." Xu Wenyan smiled and raised his eyebrows.
"That feeling is good!"
Xu Wenyan looked at Luo Sanyuan's excitement, probably forgetting the important things. "Okay, have you found anything here? Gather together."
"Brother Xu! Look, it's so disgusting." Xiaohu had already moved into the crowd while they were talking.
Now come here with a corn leaf in your hand.
On the back of the corn leaf, there lay a dark gray, smooth, and slimy insect.