The new book of the burning prairie star

Yang Biao copied the last word of the collector's edition and handed it to Butler Liu. After checking it carefully, Butler Liu gave him a silver note of fifty taels and three ingots of ten taels of silver. Seeing Yang Biao's puzzled look, he smiled and said, "The extra five taels is a reward from my master."

"Thank you Mr. Liu and Uncle Fu." Yang Biao expressed his gratitude. "Nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

"Well, go ahead. I have something else to do, so I won't see you off." Liu Guangfu was very satisfied with this young man. He knew that there was a distinguished guest in the Liu Mansion, but he had no other thoughts. Except for going to the toilet, he stayed in the house to copy books these days and didn't run around. He was a polite child.

Yang Biao left Liu's house, thinking that he might go to the county town or town to do business in the future. It would be inconvenient without a means of transportation, but cows were quite expensive in ancient times and walked slowly. He thought of buying a donkey, which could not only pull goods, but also move much faster than cows, and most importantly, it was cheap.

Yang Biao came to the livestock exchange and looked around. He didn't see any donkeys for sale in the exchange. He was disappointed. He came too late. And a cow cost 18 taels, which was not within his consideration.

Just as I turned around and was about to leave, I saw an old man walking up to me with a mule. "I think you look like a scholar and a kind person. Take a look at this mule."

"It's fat and strong. It seems that the old man really put a lot of thought into it and took good care of it." Yang Biao praised. When you are alive, just shine your own light and don't blow out other people's lights.

The old man smiled reluctantly, "Alas, if my family wasn't waiting for money, I wouldn't sell it at all." It seemed that something had really happened at home and he was in trouble.

"Well, sir, how much do you want to sell it for?" Yang Biao went straight to the point. He knew that life was not easy for people at the bottom of society in ancient times, and he couldn't help much.

"You can see that this mule is only two years old and is very well behaved..." The old man didn't say anything else. Yang Biao knew that he was reluctant to sell the mule and just looked at him quietly.

After a long time, the old man seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Just give me thirteen taels."

Yang Biao paid the money readily and asked someone from the exchange to sign the sales contract.

Riding a mule on the way back to Yangjia Village, looking at the surrounding scenery, the poplar trees are tall and straight, surrounded by green leaves, and the breeze blows, as if they are humming a hymn to summer. The weeping willows are elegant and moving, dancing with willow branches, and their graceful posture makes people stop and admire.

When they arrived at the entrance of Yangjia Village, a group of women who were chatting saw Yang Biao riding a mule and immediately surrounded him, asking in unison: "Brother Biao, is this the mule your family bought?"

"How much money does this cost?"

"This mule has a bright coat! So beautiful!"

"It looks much taller and stronger than Bajin's donkey. I wonder how it can pull goods? How many pounds can it pull?"

Yang Biao admired these women. They liked to gather together and gossip when they had nothing to do. Gossiping was nothing, but spreading rumors was very annoying.

"Well, I got a bargain. The guy was in a hurry to use the money, so I didn't spend much." Yang Biao didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people, but he still answered with a smile.

"If a bunch of people don't need to eat by themselves, then the whole family doesn't need to eat dinner either? Why don't you go home and cook?" The headman's wife saw that Yang Biao was unhappy, so she came forward to help disperse them.

"What does Biao want to do after buying a mule?" The wife of the village head had talked with Xiao Zhang and knew that Yang Biao wanted to make money. A few people who had not left immediately pricked up their ears to listen.

"I haven't thought about it yet. It will take some time to find a carpenter to make a car. You can take this opportunity to slowly think about what to do." Yang Biao answered truthfully.

"What kind of cart do you want to make? There is an unloaded cart at Zhuzi's house. It was used to hitch horses. It can be used. It is in the firewood room. I will find it for you later." The wife of the head of the village felt that it was necessary to let her child know that he should be thrifty in life. She was afraid that her child would like new things and would ask a carpenter to make a new cart, so she hurried back to find a cart.

"Brother Biao bought a mule. I'll find a cart for him to harness it to." Xiao Zhang came to open the door. As soon as they entered the yard, the headman's wife went straight to the firewood room.

"He bought a mule? I didn't hear the child say he wanted to buy one?" Little Zhang followed her.

This little Zhang didn't seem to care about anything. She just stayed at home all day, concentrating on embroidering. The village head's wife thought that she just lost her man, why should she isolate herself from the world? Fortunately, her eldest son was able to stand on his own.

"Why hasn't this kid come back yet? What has he been doing?" The village head's wife found the car and cleaned it with Xiao Zhang. They waited and waited but Yang Biao didn't come back.

"Old lady, what are you doing? The whole family is waiting for you to come home and cook." The headman's wife heard her husband's call and hurried to her house, "I'm coming."

Yang Biao rode a mule to his family's homestead. The foundation had been laid long ago. Yang Jinxue used the broken brick and clay foundation method, arranging the broken bricks and rammed earth in layers from bottom to top in the building foundation trench, and compacted each layer before compacting the next layer.

"Brother Biao is back?" Yang Jinxue saw Yang Biao coming over on a mule. "How much did this mule cost?"

"I spent thirteen taels of silver, Uncle Jinxue, did I overpay?"

"It's not expensive, it's a very fair price." Yang Biao was relieved to hear Yang Jinxue say this.

"What do you buy the mule for?" Yang Jinxue was very curious. His family had an ox cart, and Yang Biao could use it whenever he needed it.

"I want to do something to earn a living and add to my family."

"What do you want to do for a living? Don't you want to study anymore?" Yang Jinxue thought that he had studied for so many years, it would be a pity to give up now. So he advised: "You still have to keep studying. It may be difficult now, but when you finish studying, your family will live better. If Biao is short of money, my family has some and can lend it to you. You don't need to worry about money!"

"Okay, if I need money, I'll come and borrow from you." Yang Biao said with a smile, and it was a sincere smile.

"Oh, this is for uncle." Yang Biao remembered and took out a fifty-liang silver note from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jinxue, "This is the money for building the house."

Yang Jinxue took it and looked at the banknote. "Let's do the math. You gave my father seven taels, and today you gave me fifty taels. This is basically enough money to build a house."

"Well, the furniture guy is also looking for someone to do it." Yang Biao understood what he meant.

"Brother Biao, it's good to be successful in what you do. Do you want to go to the county town to look at the styles of furniture?" Yang Jinxue was afraid that he didn't understand. "I also have a few friends who are carpenters. I'll introduce them to you. You can ask them to look at new furniture patterns and refer to how to make furniture that will be beautiful and durable."

What new furniture pattern can be so modern here? Although I thought so in my heart, I still said, "That's great, thank you Uncle Jinxue."

“Is this all the bricks you’ve laid today?”