Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

When Lou Junze turned around after receiving her compliment that he was so handsome, the girl had already disappeared.

Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion.

Only Xi Yan was left to say excitedly: "...Master, your martial arts have been restored, that's great...&...%￥@...",

……

The next morning, the first brick kiln was completed.

congratulations!

Many adobe bricks and tiles have also been dried in the past few days, ready to be fired at any time.

On this day, Xiyan went to the town to buy a lot of bamboo sticks, preparing to burn some crackling firewood for a festive occasion.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the construction officially started and the scene was bustling with activity.

The fifth uncle, who was leaning on a cane, was specially dragged here by Xiyan. He recited a few words of congratulations and expressed his congratulations.

Until noon,

Xiyan took a few young men into the mountains and hunted more than a dozen rabbits. He asked the woman in the kitchen to stew them in a pot along with radishes, cabbages, and vermicelli. The pots were full.

So when we got off work in the evening, we all had this cabbage and vermicelli stewed with meat.

Each person was given a bowl of cabbage and vermicelli stewed with meat, and two coarse grain vegetable pancakes. After receiving their meals, everyone ate enthusiastically in the makeshift shed that had just been set up outside.

"This is the first time I've eaten meat in a long time..."

"That's right. It's been a long time since I last saw meat."

"We are busy with the autumn harvest, how can we have time to go up the mountain to hunt game?"

"Even if you go, you won't be as good as them. You can cook more than a dozen rabbits... several nests of rabbits in one pot..."

Suancai held his big bowl, squatted on the side of the road and slurped it while talking to his friends of the same age:

"Brother Xiyan is a good hunter, he has great skills, he is very powerful..."

Today, because he was tall and strong, he was chosen by Xiyan to help with hunting and carrying things. After seeing Xiyan's skills, he immediately admired him.

No matter that Xiyan is actually younger than him, he insists on calling him brother.

In Suancai's simple concept, he directly believes that if someone is powerful, he is willing to call him "big brother", and he will hit wherever his brother points!

"Does the Inkstone Washer know Kung Fu?"

Those who did not go with them said in surprise that Xiyan looked thin and young, so they thought he was just a book boy, but they didn't expect him to be a kung fu master.

Suan Cai: "No, I was still holding my father's bow and arrow and aiming. Someone threw a stone at me, and the rabbit far away stopped moving..."

Xi Yan was chosen to be the inner courtyard guard of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, which was full of martial arts masters. His skills were very impressive and he was considered the best among them.

The reason why people usually say that his martial arts skills are weak is because he is compared with Nanfeng Mute Slave.

The reason why Nanfeng was unwilling to take him to rescue Lou Junze was because without his unrivaled skills, it would be difficult for him to come back alive among the layers of black armored troops, and it would be almost like sending himself to death.

I will go to save Xiyan even if I have to die. Even if I have to be a stepping stone for the masters, I will go with them to save me. Even if I can only help a little bit, and increase the possibility of my survival a little bit!

Having said that, catching rabbits in the mountain village nowadays is really amazing compared to ordinary people. Several young guys admire it so much that they keep saying how amazing it is!

"Really? Then can you take me with you when you go hunting next time?"

"The autumn hunt is coming soon. If Brother Xiyan can go, I wonder if we can hunt a big one this year..."

Everyone is eager to try it.

On the hillside behind,

Fifth Uncle held the bowl and did not mingle with the young men. He sat alone on a huge rock, basking in the autumn sunset and watching the lively scene below.

After dinner, he lit up his pipe and puffed on it. The smoke filled his eyes. His face was full of wrinkles, and each wrinkle seemed like a memory from the past.

The Marquis of Zhenbei died, the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion collapsed, several old guys who had managed to survive were killed, and the twelve counties that he once guarded were lost. Fortunately, the two young masters were still alive.

As an old fellow, he can no longer retire to the countryside, otherwise those guys in the underground will come looking for him.

Behind the brick kiln is a row of warehouses that are being built, and several kitchens.

The pot was set up in a temporary shed on the open space in front, and everyone usually ate in the shed. There would be a special dining hall after the house was built.

Several aunties also cook and clean up here.

While they were busy, someone suddenly ran to the kitchen, found someone and said, "Aunt Zhou, something bad has happened!"

Aunt Zhou is the poorest family in the village, and she is Er Zhuang's mother. Originally, her family was in financial difficulty, and she had finally saved money to find a wife for Er Zhuang, but the house collapsed and the marriage fell through. Now they can barely afford to make a living, otherwise they would not have let the skinny and skinny Er Zhuang come to make bricks.

The little fellow who came to report the news was out of breath and said with a wheezing sound:

"The young master of the farm has come and said he is here to collect the debt!"

"Oh my god?"

"what?"

"Collecting debts?" Aunt Zhou's heart was pounding.

Aunt Zhou quickly put down the work in her hands, asked for leave from Aunt Sun who was in charge of the kitchen, and left in a hurry.

Walking from the brick kiln in the west to the village, when I got closer, I found that there was an extremely fat man waiting in the village.

This man was the son of the manager of the farm next door to the village. He was a big shot in the field and made his fortune by lending money at high interest. He was dressed in fancy clothes, had a fat belly, and a face full of pimples. From a distance, he looked like a big toad. Of course, no one dared to call him that. When everyone saw him, they all respectfully called him "Young Master".

If the villager doesn't shout like this, he can just wait for the evil slave behind him to come up and slap him in the face.

Because every time he went out, he would bring three or five strong bodyguards with him!

Seeing Aunt Zhou rushing back, the farm manager's son asked calmly, hands folded:

"How is it, have you collected the money?"

Aunt Zhou said quickly: "Money, money is being collected. Now that we have work to do, we can also earn money in the winter. We will definitely be able to collect the money..."

"Don't waste your energy!" The farm manager's son interrupted Aunt Zhou and said directly:

"If you can't raise the money, why not mortgage those acres of land in your family to me as soon as possible? I won't be stingy with you anymore. Today, I will be generous for once. As long as you give me the land, all the debts will be written off in the future!"

"What? Land?"

"Land is the lifeblood of us farmers!"

"I can't give you the land!"

"If we give them more land, there won't be many acres left in our village!"

"..."

The villagers who were watching the scene spoke up for justice.

When Aunt Zhou heard that they wanted her land, she immediately trembled in her heart, knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master, please let us go. It's just that my father injured his leg while hunting in the winter, and I lent you two medicines. Why do you want to pawn the land?"

"Hey, don't say that. Money makes money and interest makes interest. If we calculate it this way, I, sir, actually lost money." The son of the steward of the neighboring farm held two large round stones in his hands, turned them around and said with a grin.

"Ah? You..." Aunt Zhou was shocked and speechless!

The son of the farm steward shouted to the evil slave behind him: "Come here, search for his land deed for me..."

After saying this, he turned to Aunt Zhou, who was lying limp on the ground:

"Don't worry, this land will be mine from now on. I won't chase you away. Just think of it as renting my land. You can still work on the land, but I will charge you 60% of the rent."

Sixty percent of the rent?