The new book of the burning prairie star

Yang Biao handed one of the contracts to his uncle and asked him to keep it. Before Zhang got married, she had been staying in Zhangjia Village. When she was about to get married, she was taken to the town by her parents to choose cloth and shoes for her wedding dress. After she married into Yangjia Village, she stayed in the village to work all her life. This is also a portrayal of the life of many ancient peasant women. She just listened to the landlord reading the contents of the contract, but she didn't understand what it meant, so she asked her youngest son how the rent was calculated.

Yang Xiaozhen turned to look at his nephew, and Yang Biao explained, "Pay one and deposit three, which means you pay one month's rent, and the deposit is three months' rent."

"Then do I need to pay another deposit when I pay the rent next month?"

"Starting from next month, you only need to pay 200 wen per month. The deposit is actually a form of guarantee to ensure that our third uncle will not cause damage to the owner during the rental process. When our third uncle no longer rents the house, the deposit will be returned with this rental contract."

"Oh, so that's how it is. Then San'er must keep this contract carefully." After her grandson's explanation, Zhang understood that this was the guarantee money paid to others because she was afraid that her youngest son would damage the house.

Yang Zhenzhen handed over 800 coins to the landlord, and only a few copper coins were left. He felt more and more depressed. He thought he could afford to rent a house in the town to make cold noodles, but now he has emptied his family's savings just to pay the rent.

"Let's go buy some things." Yang Biao pulled his uncle and turned to his sister and said, "Xiaohua, help Aunt San clean up the house and wait for brother to come back."

"Well, brother, please go quickly and come back soon." Yang Xiaohua was afraid that Xiao Zhang would be waiting anxiously at home.

Yang Zhenzhen told Zhang, "Mom, don't let Xiaozhi climb high. Let her think about the baby in her belly no matter what she does."

"It's not Xiaozhi's first time being a mother, how come she doesn't understand as well as you?" Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Of course, she knew why she was so nervous about the child. After the child was born, he should be able to take the lead. "Go and buy things quickly. Your second sister-in-law is still waiting for Biao Ge'er to return to the village."

"Oh, OK." Yang Zhenzhen kept looking back. His nephew couldn't stand it any longer, so he dragged his uncle out quickly. As for what happened, he was just going out to buy something and would be back soon. Yang Zhenzhen made it seem like a life-and-death separation.

"Brother Biao, you're back," Li Zheng looked at Yang Biao with a smile.

"Uncle head of the village, what's the matter?" Yang Biao saw the head of the village laughing like a barbecued pork bun and wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to.

"Oh, we can start brewing wine in our village." In preparation for this day, the village head ruthlessly rejected his nephews' proposal to work on their own and did some ideological work on the villagers. It was not easy to do so.

Yang Biao knew that money has always been a force for good, and that money has a huge impact on people's behavior and psychology. Money can inspire people's desires, and it also shows people's universal pursuit of wealth and their greedy nature. He wanted to give a thumbs up to the village head for breaking through the many barriers.

"You need to buy some stuff to make wine..." Yang Biao was interrupted by the head of the village before he could finish. "Just use the unused stuff at home. Let the steamer for steaming wine come in. It's better to be frugal at the beginning. We can make it up later when the scale is bigger."

Yang Biao nodded. This was fine. The initial investment was not large. "The most important thing now is to find a few people in the village who are good at talking to promote our sorghum wine. We can't wait until the wine is made before doing these things. That would be passive."

"Well, I have some candidates," the village head handed him a piece of paper, "Do you have any questions?"

"Uncle, the village head, just do whatever you want," Yang Biao didn't answer. "The wine in the village still needs to ferment for a while. It will take at least twenty days to make it completely, but it's better to promote it as soon as possible. To do this, we need to use wine as samples. My family can produce wine continuously starting from the day after tomorrow. Let's allocate some of it to the village for promotion first."

"Okay, I'll go call a meeting for all the villagers." The village head took out a gong hidden in the bushes by the roadside and struck it as he walked.

"This old kid is really efficient!" Yang Biao was stunned. It was such a hot day, and it took a lot of courage for a man in his sixties to go around the village beating gongs. It was impossible for him to do that. Although he was exercising all this time, he was still not as good as the head of the village.

"Third brother," Yang Zi'an called out, waking up Yang Biao who was in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing." Yang Biao really didn't want to have even the slightest relationship with Wang, including Yang Zian, the son she gave birth to.

"Let's have a good talk today, brothers." Yang Zi'an looked at his cousin in front of him, who was a head shorter than him, thin, with not a pound of flesh on his face. He looked inferior to him in every way, but he already had his wife's arms around him to sleep at night.

"What are you talking about? Mo Yi Jing Tie?" Yang Biao deliberately disgusted him. It's better to take Wang away from me, you disgusting dog. Yang Biao cursed in his heart with the most vicious words in his life, but he still had a smile on his face. This is actually the sadness of adults, he thought.

"Hmph, the Mo Yi Jing Tie recognizes me, but I don't recognize it." Yang Zi'an was annoyed, but he held back his anger and changed the subject, "Let's talk about something else. How did you meet your young wife?" He was very envious when he heard that the young wife was literate. He had been to the county town several times during this period, but unfortunately he didn't know where the girls in the county town usually played. So he came to Yang Biao today to ask around. It would be best to know where in the county town the couple met so he could go and have a look himself. After studying for two years, he could find a wife who could read, and then they would have a common language in their life in the future.

"In the population exchange in the county town." Although he disliked the Wang family, Yang Biao still told the truth.

"Population exchange?" Yang Zian was a little confused, then he thought that it should be a wealthy family coming out to buy people. I was wondering why I couldn't meet any young unmarried girls on the streets of the county town. It turned out that I got the location wrong from the beginning.

"Why are you asking this?" Yang Biao was very curious. It was rare to see a man so gossipy.

"Nothing, just asking." Yang Zian scratched his crotch, which felt a little itchy.

Yang Biao looked in the direction of his hand movements and saw the small tent erected there, then he understood, oh no, it turned out that he was a young man who had fallen in love.

I heard from Aunt Xiu that the young man in front of me wanted to find a girl with fair skin and good looks to get married. He refused to meet any of the people who came to propose marriage. It turned out that this guy really has high standards and wanted to find someone from the county town.

"What kind of headdress does your young wife like?" I heard that those girls like headdresses and so on. Yang Zian hasn't even met the person yet, so he is thinking about giving something to an unknown object to please her, but he doesn't know what the girls in the county like. "Do you find it interesting when you are with your young wife at home?"

"It would be interesting to find someone who is different from me, especially if that person can read. Communicating with each other would give me more perspectives and a broader vision. This way, I can look at the world with two pairs of eyes and see more scenery." Yang Biao said with a smile, "The girls in the county town are really different from the girls in our village."