Space Spirit Spring: The Doomsday Boss Transforms into a Peasant Girl

Chapter 214 Going to the Village Chief's House for Dinner
Last night, he arranged Nan Yan to stay at Old Man Wu's house, and he was really afraid that the other party would be dissatisfied.

Although Nan Yan is a woman, the experience in her previous life is different from the people she met in this life.

When chatting with the village chief, I can always express some of my unique opinions.

The two chatted happily. Seeing that it was getting late, Nan Yan bid farewell to the village chief and went back to Wu's house to prepare dinner.

The village chief would not let Nan Yan go, no matter what Nan Yan said, he just wanted to keep Nan Yan at home for a meal.

In the evening, Nan Yan looked at the chicken on the table of the village chief's house, bragging again.

She just came to visit the village head's house, greeted the village head and lived in the village for the next few days.

Unexpectedly, an old hen was mixed in to eat.

The village head saw that Nanyan was not moving her chopsticks, and greeted him: "Mr. Xu, the farmer has nothing to entertain you. They are all rural dishes. I hope Mr. Xu will not dislike you."

Nan Yan said proudly: "Hey, why would I dislike it, I just like this smell."

He was not polite anymore, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Maybe it was because the village head was too polite, or because the old man was happy.

He opened one of the bottles of wine that Nan Yan brought, and brought his four sons, Old Man Wu, to drink and chat with Nan Yan.

Nan Yan took a sip of her drink, ate a dish and said, "Brother, I heard a gossip in the capital that this year some people will grow corn, the new grain of the imperial court.

Have you heard about it. "

The village chief Shen Yan said for a moment: "Two days before this matter, I went to the county government office to deal with matters, and heard a few words from the adults.

Unfortunately, our village is a little far from the capital.

Such a good thing, it is not our turn to plant it first, we have to wait for the later stage. "

Nan Yan frowned and thought for a while.

The story of the corn in Beijing has been spread.

The officers in the nearby villages, many people went out of their way to get the first batch of corn back for planting.

Due to the strictness of the imperial court, except for the imperial court leaving enough seeds for the next season, the corn that is distributed to the common people is really not much.

Whether Pingjiang Town is close or far from the capital.

It takes at least two or three days to get there by walking.

Even if Master Pingjiang Town applies for corn.

With so many villages below, it is not impossible to be assigned to Wujia Village.

The seeds allocated are definitely not too many.

However, corn has a high yield and can be popularized within a year or two.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan patted the village chief on the shoulder and said, "Since there is enough food to satisfy our hunger, the imperial court will definitely spread it.

It's just a matter of time. "

The village chief nodded and said, "That's the reason!"

This topic changed, and Nan Yan asked the young people in the village what they usually do when they are slack.

At this time, the village chief sighed and said: "Master Xu doesn't know something, our people are less literate, and we usually go to do part-time jobs during the slack season, and young and strong men can only do hard work.

That can be like those people who can read and write, not only being valued by the housekeeper, but also earning a decent job. "

Nan Yan knows that Xia Chao's reading is precious.

Now talking about this topic, Nan Yan said: "Have the villagers never thought of finding other ways to make money so that the children have the opportunity to go to private schools?"

The village head shook his head, "It's hard, it's not easy to find a way to make money." If the villagers can find a way to make a fortune.

As the village head, he doesn't have to worry about the next generation.

Nan Yan thinks about it too.

The Xia Dynasty is currently short of transportation. If it is not a year of natural disasters and man-made disasters, people seldom leave their birthplaces.

A group of people were trapped in traffic, and another group of people had no way of discovering the outside world.

Worrying about stuttering all day, then I have time to delve into ways to make money.

Of course, this is only a part of people, people with bright minds and many ideas.

The money, people have already earned it in their pockets.

Ending this topic, Nan Yan asked some irrelevant things.

The village head knew and told Nan Yan everything he could say.

The few people were full of food and drink, Nan Yan bid farewell to the village chief's family, and went back with old man Wu who was called to eat.

At home, Mrs. Wu brought hangover soup and said, "Young Master Xu, I made hangover soup. You can drink a bowl first and then go rest."

Put Nanyan Hangover Soup on the table, and handed Old Man Wu's to Old Man Wu.

Nan Yan drank the hangover soup in one gulp and went back to bed.

Mrs. Wu said to Old Man Wu, "You shouldn't drink so much wine, look at how blushing you are."

Old man Wu has not touched a drop of alcohol in the past two years.

On the one hand, when life is hard and people invite him to drink, he is afraid that he will not be able to invite others to drink, so he does not go to drink.

On the one hand, life is so hard that we are about to run out of food.

Spending money on drinking and drinking, I'm afraid I don't want my family to live.

I went to the village chief's house for dinner tonight. I was so happy that I had both vegetables and meat, so I couldn't help but drink two more glasses.

The old woman talked about him, and the old man Wu said loudly, "I'm happy tonight, let's have a few more drinks."

He had drunk it before.

However, the purity of the wine that he would drink was average, not as good as the one Nanyan bought.

He didn't dare to drink too much because the wine was expensive, and he couldn't avoid it, so he drank a few more glasses.

Instead of going back to the space to rest, Nan Yan lay on Wu's bed and listened to the chatter of the main room.

The lips hooked unconsciously.

Although this family is not rich, it has the most ordinary and warm side.

The next day Nan Yan got up, patted her head and felt that she had forgotten an important matter.

What it was, she couldn't remember for a while.

Nanyan walked out of the room, and Mrs. Wu said: "Last night when we came back, you were not at home. Huzi told Osmanthus that you bought the mule tied under the tree. My aunt decided to take it to Aunt Wang's next door and locked it up."

Her house is small and has never raised pigs, cows, sheep, mules or other poultry.

Nanyan's mule had no place to live last night.

It was learned that Nan Yan had dinner at the village chief's house and came back very late.

She made the decision and took the mule to the next door neighbor's house and locked it in the pig shed for the night.

When Mrs. Wu said this, Nan Yan completely remembered.

It turned out that what she couldn't remember was that the mule she bought yesterday was not settled properly.

Nan Yan thanked Mrs. Wu embarrassedly and said: "Auntie, I bought the mule, but this guy needs food every day, can Auntie take me to buy some coarse grain from the villagers to feed the mule."

Mrs. Wu really wanted to say that it was just a mule, and it would be fine to go to the field to cut grass and come back to feed it.

No need to eat food.

But think about it, Mr. Xu is not the same as them.

I don't care about rations for livestock.

Call out old man Wu, take Nanyan to buy coarse grains, then turn around and go to work in the kitchen.

Just as Nan Yan was about to leave, she thought of the two piles of linen in the room where she slept.

Tell old man Wu, turn around and carry out the sack, and take out meat, cakes, wine, and ten catties of rice.

Take it to the kitchen and hand it to Mrs. Wu, and said: "Auntie, I bought this in the town yesterday, and you can cook the meat and eat it later.

By the way, the weather is getting warmer and the meat can't be kept. Wait for my aunt to fry more and eat it as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it's not good to let it go bad.

And I like to eat rice, cook more rice. "After explaining, put down the things and go straight away.

Mrs. Wu was stunned for a moment, wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "It's still cold in January, so the meat will go bad."

This child felt pity for her when she saw that her family was having a hard time.

Nan Yan doesn't count as compassion!

She, who was used to eating rice, suddenly ate coarse grains, she was really not used to it.

For the sake of her own stomach, Jiaoqing asked Mrs. Wu to make rice for her.

Mrs. Wu made rice, but she didn't care about eating it for herself, and she would share it with the two children no matter what.

After all, at this time, I am staying at someone's house, so I can't eat fine grains by myself, and let the two little radish heads eat bran and swallow vegetables.

Even if she is ruthless, facing innocent and ignorant children.

I really can't do it, let the children watch her eat eagerly.

(End of this chapter)