The new book of the burning prairie star

"Brother Biao, come here and write down the list of people who collected money!" The head of the village turned around and spoke to Yang Biao with a brush in his hand, then lowered his head and continued to write the minutes of the village meeting.

"Okay, uncle head of the village," Yang Biao agreed, "Xiao Niu, come and collect the money. I'll remember his name." He and Xiao Niu were educated together in Changping Village when they were young. At that time, they went to and from school together and were so close that they could wear the same pair of shorts. Later, he went to Wenhua Academy to study, and the two of them had less contact.

"Okay," Yang Xiaoniu agreed immediately. He was very happy to work for the village with Yang Biao. He was one year older than Yang Biao, and his family was already looking for suitable partners for him.

"Xiao Niu, keep it safe," Yang Shuiqian went home and brought back five taels of silver. He leaned close to Xiao Niu's ear and whispered, "You have to be careful not to receive fake silver."

"Ah..." Xiao Niu was so scared when he heard him say that that he stood up immediately, "This..." He had never thought that everyone was from the same village, and they could pay money and get a fake one.

"Xiao Niu, what's wrong?" Yang Biao looked at Yang Xiaoniu in surprise, who stood up next to him with a look of horror, and asked what happened.

"Yang Biao, why don't you let Shui Qian collect the money? I..." Yang Xiaoniu was scared. If he received fake silver, his family would not be able to afford the compensation. "I suddenly found that my stomach hurt a little." After saying that, he covered his stomach and cried "Ouch, ouch".

"Since Xiaoniu is not feeling well, let Shuiqian collect the money." How could Yang Biao not see that Fa Xiao was pretending to be sick? Since he didn't want to do it, he would just go with the flow.

"I'm going to ask Doctor Zhao for some medicine. I'll trouble Brother Shuiqian to collect the money." Yang Xiaoniu said as he ran out quickly. He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, Yang Biao would ask him to hold on a little longer and talk to him after he finished collecting the money.

"You should go quickly, don't delay the treatment." Yang Shuiqian had a smile on her lips. This little calf was really naive. He was scared away by a casual joke.

"Shui Qian, you really are..." Yang Xiaoyong looked at Shui Qian and shook his head. This guy is really bored. Why does he scare children for no reason?

"I just wanted to make a joke, but who knew he was so easily frightened." Yang Shuiqian also felt that he had gone too far in his joke, so he could only go back to Xiao Niu to apologize and make amends.

"Brother Shuiqian, this is my family's money, you should keep it quickly." Yang Jiaping handed the silver to Yang Shuiqian and turned around to see if Yang Biao had written his name. "Yang Jiaping!" He read out his name when he saw it, nodded with satisfaction, and looked up to see if there was any family who had not brought the money.

"If our village wants to buy a shop, which one in Xiangjia Town do you think is better?" Yang Xiaoyong asked the friends who brought their meal to the ancestral hall.

“Not many people go to the shops in the south of the city, but the things sold there are very expensive.” Yang Keyu has been selling wine in the town for about a month and is relatively familiar with the situation in Xiangjia Town.

"Well, a lot of people go to the shops in the west of the city because most of the items there are cheap and easy to use." Yang Ping'an also came over with his meal. He really didn't want to be separated from his friends in the village for a moment. He was very excited to become one of them. Now he was so happy that he was not even afraid of his brother's fists. At most, he would just have to take a beating at night. After that, he could join the promotion team he had been dreaming of.

"Oh, Ping An is good. He is quite observant." Yang Keyu patted his back hard, knocking out the food that Yang Ping An had just stuffed into his mouth, "Cough... cough..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Yang Keyu apologized awkwardly when he saw Yang Ping'an's face turned red from coughing. He really didn't mean it, he just wanted to be intimate with his brother.

"It's just that our Ping'an has a good temper and won't argue with you." Yang Xiaoyong put his hand on Yang Ping'an's shoulder. If you change it to his brother Yang Zi'an who encounters this kind of thing, he will lose if he doesn't beat Keyou so hard that he can't get out of bed for half a month.

"Use a broom to sweep it away. You can use it to feed the chickens. People will be coming and going soon, so don't let the food get stepped on." Yang Biao smiled at Yang Ping'an in a friendly manner while holding the brush. Yang Ping'an had always gotten along well with the original owner, and he was lively and cheerful. The two of them and Xiao Niu had been playing together since they were young.

"I'll go sweep, I'll go sweep." Yang Keyu hurriedly went to find a broom to sweep away the rice grains on the ground. This was his own fault, and he should clean it up himself.

"Yang Keyu, has the rice here offended you?" Yang Shuiqian pointed to another place with rice grains on the ground and asked Yang Keyu who was about to put the broom back to its original place.

"I didn't see it, so I'll come and clean it up right away." Yang Keyu hurried back with a broom and dustpan and started cleaning again.

The villagers went home one after another to get the silver. Yang Shuiqian carefully checked the silver given to him and asked Yang Xiaoyong to weigh it on the scale. After confirming that it was correct, he reported the name to Yang Biao next to him for registration.

After writing the minutes of the meeting, the head of the village stroked his beard with satisfaction as he watched the three young men working in an orderly manner with clear division of labor. It seemed that the future of Yangjia Village was limitless.

"Uncle, the head of the village, there are 150 households on the list who have paid in full. There are also a few households that don't have that much silver for the time being, and have only paid two or three taels. They want to use their wages to offset it in the future." There are also a few households in the village who really can't pay, and they didn't send representatives to the ancestral hall for the meeting. Yang Biao handed the record list to the head of the village, and the head of the village looked at the list, "Well, brother Biao, remember to take it seriously. It's already past lunch time, and my family still has some food. Why don't you go to my house to eat first?" His wife at home still had some food left for him, so he could eat with Yang Biao and discuss something.

"No need, uncle headman. My mother is waiting for me at home to have dinner together." If there were no outsiders attending the meal, the headman would eat the food that was kept warm for him at home. If he went to the headman's house for dinner, the headman would definitely ask his wife to cook again. Yang Biao didn't want to trouble the old man, so he decisively refused.

"Mr. Village Head, all the silver has been collected. The total is seven hundred and eighty-three taels," Yang Shuiqian also finished counting the silver, and came over with Xiaoyong carrying two bags.

"Well, this is the silver my family paid. You can ask a few more people to go and deposit it in the bank in town. Go and harness the carriage when you get in." The headman took out a thirty-liang silver note and a five-liang silver note and put them into the bag they were carrying. He was used to asking his second son to do things, and would call him whenever something happened.

"Grandpa, uncle Jinmen has gone to see the doctor with Bajin." Yang Litian reminded him, "I have already had lunch. Now I am free. You can pull my donkey cart over to pick us up."

"Village head, my donkey cart is idle and can carry people." Yang Shuiqian also volunteered.

"Well, then let's take four carts and more people, including Yang Biao's mule cart. We'll also take a look at the shops in the town to see if there are any suitable ones for us." The headman wanted to take more young people in the village out for training. His cousins ​​and nephews had no objection. After all, the affairs of the village would eventually be left to them.