A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

At this moment, many grandpas and grandmas, uncles and aunts who were selling red peppers were murmuring in their hearts.

"Then I'll go back and discuss it with my family and let my sons try it out. They're all farmers and may not have any martial arts skills, but they're still quite strong and are definitely good at lifting things."

"I'm also going to go back and tell my son and my relatives and neighbors. Oh, this is really good news. It's such a coincidence that I'm here to sell peppers today."

"Old man, look, if I hadn't forced you to come sell peppers together today, you would never have known this good news. Even if you knew it by then, they would have already recruited all the people, and there would be no good news for your sons and grandsons.

Let them try it out when we get back. If one of them is chosen to join the guard, the family can save an extra twenty or thirty taels of silver every year. We can build a blue brick and tile house in one year. That would be truly wonderful. When the time comes, I will definitely light three incense sticks for the Bodhisattva to express my gratitude."

The grandfather, who was called old man by grandma, did not dare to refute at all, and his face was full of flattery: "Yes, yes, old woman, thanks to you today, old woman, next time you call me, I will definitely come early."

"Humph."

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry. I'll inform the villagers when I get back. I guarantee that many people will come."

"Yes, yes, there will definitely be a lot of people from our village."

"Many people from our village will come too."

Grandpa Zhang: "By the way, we welcome everyone to sign up, but those who need to work at home should stay. We can't leave our own fields uncultivated just because we come here. That would be putting the cart before the horse."

"No, we are all farmers, and most families have more than ten people. We won't be short of people, don't worry, don't worry."

......

Seeing that everyone's conversation had strayed a little from the topic, Grandpa Zhang quickly raised his hand to interrupt everyone.

"Everyone, be quiet. Since everyone knows about this, we won't waste your time. Let's start weighing the red peppers now."

Everyone said in unison: "Okay."

After three years of word of mouth, every household now has more land to grow peppers. It is no longer like the first year when a family could only pick 20 to 30 kilograms of red peppers at a time, and only a few dozen to a hundred kilograms of dried peppers a year.

just now.

Most people grow peppers by the acre. Apart from the grain they grow at home, the rest of the land is used to grow peppers.

In particular, all the wasteland around the villages, as long as it is suitable for growing peppers, has been reclaimed and used to grow peppers.

Zhang Yunyue took a quick look at the red peppers everyone brought. Most people had picked hundreds of kilograms of red peppers.

And everyone still agreed to remove the stems of the peppers at home and pick out the bad peppers, so the ones brought to the workshop must be good.

After weighing the goods and paying the bills, people left one after another, all wanting to go back quickly and bring the news back to the village.

Especially since there are still several days left, if there are people working outside, they must be asked to come back in time. If they are selected, it will be much better than finding work outside.

There were a few people at the door carrying or pushing wheelbarrows loaded with red peppers.

Zhang Xingzhong found two people from the noodle pounding room to carry the weighed peppers to a cool place in the yard.

After half an hour of busy work, the villagers finally left the workshop door.

Zhang Yunyue: "Grandpa, there's no one at the door now, I'll go in and see Dad and the others."

"Well, let's go!"

Under the big shed, about thirty people rolled up their sleeves and exposed their arms.

Chop the peppers vigorously.

Zhang Yunyue walked up to Mo Yan and looked at him, who was sweating a little. "Ah Yan, how are you? Are you okay?"

Mo Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head, "It's okay, not too tiring, just that I chopped for a long time and my hands are a little sore, but this is a good experience."

Zhang Yunyue joked, "If you chop for two more days, you won't think so. Hahaha. But, Ayan, if your hands are sore, stop and rest for a while, otherwise your hands will hurt even more tomorrow.

Fortunately, it is only busy during these ten days every year. If it were busy during normal times, we would have to hire people separately. So during these few days every year, our family members come to help, and then we can select some people from the workshop to help. That’s it.”

"It's okay. This is similar to the swords and knives I used when I was practicing martial arts. You came in now. Are you done with your work outside the door?"

"Well, for now, there are no villagers selling peppers outside the door. Even if they do, grandpa and grandma are all outside the door, so I thought I would come to see you and see if you can adapt. Anyway, if you are tired, stop and rest for a while, and don't try to be stubborn."

"Don't worry! We all understand."

town.

Zhang Xingyun parked the carriage outside the town.

He walked into the town with a bag in his hand and went to the stall of Shen Luo and his sister.

There are not as many pedestrians on the street now as in the morning, and some people are still taking a nap.

When Zhang Xingyun was about ten meters away from Shen Luo's stall, he waved and called out, "Luoluo."

Shen Luo was talking to his younger brother Shen Ming, and they both heard the voice coming from Zhang Xingyun.

The brother and sister turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Zhang Xingyun has quickened his pace and came in front of the two people.

Shen Ming shouted happily: "Brother Zhang, you are back."

Shen Luo's originally calm face immediately showed a happy expression: "Brother Zhang, when did you come back?"

Zhang Xingyun now looked unusually happy when he saw the person in his dreams: "Luoluo, Ming, I just came back at noon today. I went back home and came to town right away."

After that, he handed the bundle in his hand to Shen Luo: "By the way, Luoluo, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival gift that Yueyue bought for you. You and Ming each have a set of clothes."

Shen Luo was a little hesitant. After all, he had never bought anything for Zhang Xingyun's family before: "Brother Zhang, this..."

Zhang Xingyun stuffed the bag into Shen Ming's arms: "Luoluo, don't worry! Yueyue always buys a lot of things for her family every time she goes home, and this time is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So I bought a set of clothes for everyone in the family in the county town. Everyone has one. This is Yueyue’s intention. Don’t be embarrassed. Every time my family goes home, they will buy something more or less. ”

"Okay, then Brother Zhang, go back and thank Yueyue for me."

Shen Ming: "Brother Zhang, please also thank Sister Yueyue for me."

"no problem."

Zhang Xingyun took out the box from his arms, handed it to Shen Luo, scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Luoluo, this is the gift I bought for you. Take a look. Do you like it?"