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Chapter 430: Returning a Favor

A bowl of herbal tea with some cheap herbs in it, it tastes refreshing.

After entering the throat, it quickly cleanses the internal organs.

Zhou You closed his eyes, savored the memory, and actually broke out in a sweat.

It turns out that Sogo City is located underground, with no sunlight coming in and the environment is damp, so people in the city like to drink herbal tea to remove moisture.

This is a really good cup of tea.

I could hear the sound of footsteps and cow hooves stamping on the ground.

The young man kept his promise. He came with the bull and a shriveled sack on his shoulder. The shriveled sack contained so little money that it could not make any noise.

There was a bag hanging next to the bull's mouth, with fried soybeans in it making rubbing and colliding sounds. It seemed to be a delicious reward for it.

"Old man, please sit down. My dog ​​is very docile. His back is broad and flat. He won't hurt you when he sits down."

"But this is a yellow cow!"

Zhou You looked at it three times and confirmed that the bull's fur was khaki in color. Why was it called Daqing?
The young man touched the back of his head and smiled naively, "It didn't look like this when it was young, because it loved to eat dry grass, and its fur color changed because of it eating so much."

The bull said nothing, just concentrated on eating the soybeans, which made a crunching sound.

After a while, the young man led the bull, Zhou You sat on the bull's back, and the two walked and chatted.

"Is the old man coming to the city to visit relatives or friends?"

"How do you know?"

"You have nothing in your hands. You are not a business person. You are old and you are not here to work. You are just a visitor."

That makes sense, the kid isn't stupid.

Zhou You nodded, and as they chatted, they saw that it was already time for dinner.

The young man's stomach growled a few times and he patted the bull's head. The bull lowered its head. He reached into his cloth bag, scooped out half a piece of dry biscuit and started to bite it.

Obviously very hungry, the young man used his cheeks to push hard and finished the unleavened pancake as big as a pot lid in just a few bites.

After finishing the meal, I still felt unsatisfied and licked the residue on my fingers clean.

He suddenly remembered something, looked back at Zhou You, and slapped his forehead, "Old man, you are still hungry, I will find a shop with cooking and make you some noodles."

After a while...

The young man swallowed his saliva and watched Zhou You finish a large bowl of noodles, which was sprinkled with chopped green onions and sesame oil, the aroma was tempting.

"Nice noodles, thank you, young man."

Zhou You wiped his mouth and chatted with him about family matters again, "Have you got married?"

"No, my family is poor. My ancestors till my generation have all been farmers. My father worked until he was 40 before he married my mother."

The young man said honestly, "The weather has been bad in recent years, and I can't even get enough food by farming. I think I'm not as good as my father. I can't wait until I'm fifty to get married."

As he spoke, he looked around and secretly told Zhou You, "Actually, I have a lover, Xiaohua from the same village. As long as I can make enough money, we can get married."

"How much is left?"

The young man's expression became solemn, and he spread out his palm to gesture an astronomical figure, "Five taels of silver."

Then he smiled bitterly and said, "With so much money, I don't know how long it will take to save it by scraping food from the ground."

"So, I heard people say that it's easy to make money in the city, so I cut firewood every day and bring it over to sell."

Zhou You glanced at his knapsack and saw at a glance that there was no more than fifty coins in it. Well, he also treated himself to tea and noodles.

The added value of firewood is too low, it is not a scarce commodity, and many people sell it. Despite its large size, it cannot be sold at a high price.

The ox carried so much dry firewood and worked hard to transport it from the ground to the underground, but in the end it couldn't even sell it for a hundred coins.

Well, it is also possible that the buyer took advantage of the young man’s honesty and deliberately lowered the price.

"Daniu, you won't be able to marry Xiaohua like this, let's discuss it." "Old man, my name is not Daniu, my name is..."

"It's all the same, all the same. Look at Daqing, does he bother with your name? Let's talk business."

After all, Zhou You was here for the first time and was completely confused about the local environment, so he asked, "Do you know what there is in this place that can be sold for a price in your hometown?"

“That’s a lot…”

The young man wanted to perform a detailed performance, but Zhou You said, "It's better not to spend any money, after all, you don't have any money."

"Have it!"

The young man racked his brains for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The place where they were talking was next to a public drinking fountain, with many people coming and going.

The bull lowered its head and licked the water with its tongue. The nose ring was tied with a rein and tied to a stone pillar nearby to prevent it from getting lost.

The old man was sitting and the young man was squatting, and the scene of the two talking was quite harmonious.

Other passers-by thought this scene was normal, so they just took a few glances and walked away.

only...

A warrior with strong arms frowned and looked at the old man with white hair and beard. After identifying him again and again, he finally confirmed it.

"It's him. This guy is in trouble."

The companion asked in confusion, "Do you know that old man?"

"What old man? I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. He is Yan Ping, the stone carving expert. He makes a living by cutting the knife and does business without any capital."

The implication is that he is just a robber.

The warrior shook his head. "I heard that after Moyun Village was destroyed, he also became a stray dog. How did he come to Chongguang City again?"

The companion was obviously not interested in a robber and pulled him, "Come on, don't you want me to take you to see the mine?"

The warrior then remembered the important matter and glanced at Zhou You, "The important matter is important, let's go!"

He was not a chivalrous man at all. He knew that the honest young man was standing in front of a thinly disguised wolf, and he would still warn him.

Life has been difficult recently and he has encountered difficulties one after another. He urgently needs some income to alleviate his urgent needs.

A companion who had been hanging around in Chongguang City for many years introduced him to a business deal. If he did well, he would have no worries about food and drink.

"As a martial artist, if you have a savings of one or two thousand taels, I would not recommend you to do this."

His companions sighed with emotion, saying that the times were too chaotic and it was impossible for martial artists to make a living.

The martial artist shook his head. "What's the point of being able to fight? Aren't there many martial artists who starve to death at this time of year?"

A moment later, his companion took him to an open-pit mine, where a strong smell hit them in the face.

Sogo City’s underground specialty, which is also the largest and most widely distributed specialty, is leaky stone.

According to legend, the huge underground space in Chongguang City was hollowed out by ancient earthworms to build their nests.

This ancient earthworm is as big as a dragon. It swallows hundreds of tons of soil every time it opens its mouth. It can move freely underground like a fish in water and is the undisputed king of the darkness.

After swallowing the soil and digesting it, what is excreted is the diatomite.

This kind of leaky stone is compressed and condensed, and is very heavy. Each piece is as big as a basketball, and when piled together, they are twisted and winding like a caterpillar.

Because there are so many of them, they have become a local disaster and are completely worthless.

But if it is transported to other places, it will be a very precious tool for fertilizing the fields. A melted stone can be used to irrigate the land, which can increase the fertility of poor land for three years and increase the yield of any crop by 30% or even double it.

“You want me to sell fertilizer?”

The martial artist was shocked and hesitant. What's the difference between this and dealing with manure? It's really shameful!

(End of this chapter)