Joe's Farming

Qiao Yu and Gu Feng declined Xu Yuan's suggestion to send a carriage to take them back.

Anyway, the things they bought were already put on their own carriage and taken back, so they wanted to go to the market outside the town and then take the oxcart home. It sounds a bit hypocritical to say it, Qiao Yu hasn't taken an oxcart for a long time, and he still misses it a little. Is it a bit of a nostalgia?

Of course Gu Feng agreed. Not to mention riding in a ox cart, he was even willing to carry his husband home.

The two walked around the market and found that there were still elderly people selling chicks and ducks. The ones in their family were well fed by their three children. Qiao Yu thought about buying some more to take back. Anyway, now that the backyard is big, it won't be a problem to make the chicken coop bigger.

"Brother Gu, can we dig a pond in our backyard? I want to raise a few more ducks." Qiao Yu said a little embarrassedly. After all, all these physical work were finally left to her husband.

"Sure! I'll dig it for you." said Gu Feng.

Qiao Yu then asked the old lady who was selling chickens and ducks: "Grandma, I'm selling all the chickens and ducks. Can you give me this bamboo basket?"

When the old woman saw Brother Qiao, she smiled and narrowed her eyes: "It's you, young man. This basket is for you. I gave it to you last time, too. Do you remember?"

Qiao Yu recognized the person immediately. Wasn't this the mother-in-law he met when he first rode the ox cart?

"That's great, mother-in-law. Will you go back to the village after you finish selling? We can ride the ox cart together again." Qiao Yu asked.

The old woman said happily, "Yes, yes. Thank you for taking care of my business again. Otherwise, I don't know when I will come back. I am old and my legs are not very strong. I have to ride in a bullock cart."

"Then can you please calculate how much it is? I'll pay first." Qiao Yu no longer remembered the price.

There were still fifteen chicks and eight ducks left in the bamboo basket. "I'll still give you five cents for the chicks and six cents for the ducks, a total of one hundred and twenty-three cents. You should give me one hundred and twenty cents," said the grandmother.

Qiao Yu took out 125 coins and handed them to her mother-in-law: "How can that be possible? You also gave me a bamboo basket. Here is the money, please keep it."

The old woman no longer refused, thanked him again and took the money.

Without Qiao Yu's instruction, Gu Feng picked up the bamboo basket and went to find a ox cart to go home.

The three of them were lucky as there happened to be an ox cart that was short of three people, so they got on the cart together.

This time the old woman was more talkative than last time: "Young man, I've been in the village recently and often heard people talking about you. They say you're quite amazing."

Qiao Yu scratched his head shyly and asked curiously, "What did you say about me?"

"It is said that you and your husband are capable. I know quite a few people, and you have taken away all the vegetables and chickens I planted." The old woman praised.

"Hehe, hehe, it's just to make money, it's nothing great." Qiao Yu's face turned slightly red. He simply felt that collecting in the village was economical and convenient, and it was just a win-win situation.

The corners of Gu Feng's mouth curled up slightly. He loved to see his husband being shy.

The other people in the car were not from Shangtian Village, which was farther away than Shangtian Village. Hearing the old woman's words, she looked at Qiao Yu curiously. There was nothing special about her except that she was beautiful. She was so capable that she even collected the chickens and vegetables from the village.

An auntie asked him, "Hey young man, do you really want to harvest vegetables and chickens? Ducks?"

Qiao Yu thought about it and decided that braised duck could also be sold, so she nodded and said, "Yes, I will. But, sister, I won't come to your house to buy it, you have to bring it here yourself. And if the duck is not good, I can't buy it."

The auntie quickly replied, "Of course I do. I have a lot of ducks at home, and they are all very fat. But I have too many and I don't know where to sell them. How much do you charge for each one?"

Qiao Yu remembered that the duck he bought a few days ago was 65 wen each, which was about 4 jin, so he said, "If the duck is over 5 jin, it will be 75 wen, and over 4 jin, it will be 60 wen."

The aunt nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, okay! How much do you want?"

Qiao Yu smiled and thought to herself how many a family in the countryside could raise. "Take them! Take as many as you can!"

The aunt carefully inquired about Qiao Yu and Gu Feng's addresses, and then watched Qiao Yu and others get off the car with a smile. The fact that the aunt brought the villagers to pull 200 ducks to find Qiao Yu that day is a story for later.

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Although Qiao Yu and Gu Feng went to the town, the work of reclaiming the land did not stop.

Gu Xiaoyan finally got what he wanted, and Qiao Xing helped him kill a field mouse. However, when they were killing it, the scene was too bloody, and the three children were a little helpless. Wang Dali couldn't bear it, so he quickly helped them skin the field mouse, cut off its head, and cleaned its internal organs, and then handed it to them.

Gu Xiaoyan said sweetly: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Wang Dali loves this child: "Next time you catch him, ask grandpa to help you kill him."

Gu Xiaoyan nodded obediently.

The three children secretly went to the kitchen to get the seasonings from their father, and then found a corner where the people in the wasteland could not see them. They collected some branches and hay and prepared to roast the field mice.

Qiao Xing had cooked with his little dad several times, so he followed his dad's example and rubbed the field mouse with onions, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell. Then he inserted a wooden stick and roasted it over a small fire.

Gu Xiaoyan stared at the roasted field mouse in his brother's hand without blinking, swallowing his saliva from time to time.

Gu Xiaoxue laughed at him: "Yanbao, if Daddy saw you like this, he would think you didn't eat well at home."

Gu Xiaoyan said embarrassedly: "But I really want to eat it, sister, don't you want to eat it?"

Gu Xiaoxue smiled with her eyes curved, but she didn't agree. She didn't seem to miss the taste of field mouse meat as much as her brother. If possible, she hoped to forget all the memories after coming to Shangtian Village.

The skin of the field mouse meat was slowly roasted until it was shiny and golden brown. Due to lack of experience, we started roasting when there was still smoke from the small fire, so some places were a little blackened. But this still couldn't stop everyone from looking forward to the delicious taste.

Qiao Xing kept turning the wooden stick in his hand, sprinkling some seasoning on it from time to time. The little brother had a serious expression, as if he was doing something big.

"Yanbao, wait a moment, brother will finish baking it soon." Qiao Xing said.

"Uh-huh!"

After Qiao Xing used the small knife his grandfather gave him to cut open the vole meat and saw that the inside was cooked, he put out the fire and divided the vole into four pieces.

Qiao Xing gave a piece to his younger brother first, and then to his younger sister. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his younger sister, but Yan Bao’s eager eyes were too strong to be ignored.

Qiao Xing watched his younger brother and sister eat nervously. "Is it delicious?" he asked.

Gu Xiaoyan took a big bite first, and frowned slightly when she tasted the smoky flavor. After a while, she showed a satisfied expression and said sweetly, "It's delicious! Thank you, brother. You should eat it too."

Gu Xiaoxue also said: "Brother, it's delicious!"

Qiao Xing then smiled: "As long as it tastes good." He took a piece and started eating. Seeing that his brother was almost done, he gave him the extra piece.

Gu Xiaoyan looked at Gu Xiaoxue first: "Sister, do you still want to eat?"

Gu Xiaoxue shook her head: "Do you think they are all the same as you? You little greedy cat."

Gu Xiaoyan took the last piece of meat shyly and whispered, "Thank you, brother, thank you, sister."

He loves his brothers and sisters so much!