The little fool also has to take the imperial examinations

"what?"

Yang Ye was confused, and the unsure person asked, "Me?"

"That's right, it's you." Hu Sanniang is a well-known matchmaker in the neighborhood. She is over 40 this year, has a clever mouth, and is very good at talking.With one mouth, black people can speak white, and white people can speak black.

"I'm already married." Yang Ye reminded her.

"It's not that the one in your family is a fool, what can a fool do?" Hu Sanniang was quite disdainful, "You hated him for a long time, so you took this opportunity to kick him out. Marry someone you like again, you don't like men, Hu Luo from Hujiazhuang is very handsome, and he took a fancy to you early in the morning."

Hu Luo?Not impressed.

"No need, you little fool is fine." Yang Ye refused and asked Hu Sanniang to leave.

Hu Sanniang said a few more words, but Yang Ye didn't take it seriously, so she had to return angrily.

"He doesn't want to." Hu Sanniang returned to Hujiazhuang.

Hu Luo couldn't believe it: "How is it possible!"

"He said that the little fool in his family is very good, and he usually beats or scolds that little fool." Hu Sanniang thought that Yang Ye just pushed the little fool out as a shield.

Hu Luo gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Yang Ye spent more than 300 taels to buy the wasteland. The village head took him to the yamen of the county to get the land deed. After receiving the deed, Yang Ye wanted to thank the village head for inviting him to dinner. The village head waved: "The money is still kept." Come on, have a good time."

Yang Ye was unwilling, so he dragged him to Shixiangke. Although it was not as good as Baipinlou, it was cost-effective.

In order to thank the village chief for ordering good dishes, Yang Ye shook his head when he saw that he had ordered a table of dishes: "Too much, it's a waste."

"No, we can take it home if we can't finish eating." Yang Ye said, "Grandpa, the village chief, do you know where saplings are sold?"

The village chief frowned: "Are you really planning to build an orchard?"

Yang Ye nodded.

"It takes a year or two for the fruit trees to grow, and all the money invested in the pests and droughts are gone."

Of course Yang Ye would not say that he has a golden finger, so of course there is no need to be afraid.

Seeing his resolute attitude, the village chief sighed and said, "In this case, you can ask Father Hu in Hujiazhuang, he should have it."

Yang Ye can use the seeds to directly produce fruit trees, so in order to avoid the suspicion of others, he wanted to find someone to cover up.

In summer, the sun was bright, and taking advantage of the cool weather in the morning, Yang Ye dragged the little idiot up. The little idiot turned over on the bed, unwilling to get up.

Stay in bed.

Little fool: "I'm sleepy."

"Don't go out to feed your chicken at night." Being a night owl every day, with dark circles under his eyes: "Bring it back and feed it."

As soon as the words fell, the little fool lost most of his sleepiness, and he strongly denied: "No...no chicken."

"I saw.

Little fool: "..."

"Don't worry I won't eat it."

"...But, you used to say that you would eat its meat when it grows up." The little fool's lie was exposed, and his cheeks were blushing.

"It's really skinny and tasteless." Yang Ye smacked his mouth.

"Ah... it will gain weight... No, it will not gain weight." The little fool was afraid that Yang Ye would miss it, so he kept talking incoherently.

Buy more chickens and let the little fool know that he is not interested in his chickens.

The two of them went out after breakfast. There was a shortcut along the river next to where Yang Ye and the little fool bathed. It only took half an hour to reach Hujiazhuang.

The layout of Hujiazhuang was no different from that of Xiaoqingshan, but he didn't know anyone, so he found someone to ask Father Hu, and the person sized up Yang Ye and recognized him.

"Yang Ye, what are you doing in our Hujiazhuang? Could it be that you came to abduct my son again." The uncle was so vigilant.

Yang Ye was at a loss, son, who is his son?

"No, I'm here to find Father Hu." Yang Ye explained.

"I don't know, you should leave quickly, don't come to Hujiazhuang again, or..." The uncle thought for a while and didn't dare to do anything to Yang Ye, so he stumblingly let Yang Ye go.

"Father. Brother Ye."

Yang Ye looked back and saw Xiao Fuzi rushing towards him, excitedly: "Brother Ye, you are here to look for me, I will pack up and go with you immediately."

"Stop!" The uncle stopped Fuzi, "Where are you going? Go home and stay, you won't even be able to marry a wife if you hang out every day."

Fuzi: "Father, brother Ye is very capable, even tigers and leopards dare not mess with him."

"They're all gangsters. They have no skills." Fuzi's father was in a hurry.

Yang Ye was in an embarrassing situation. He saw the quarrel between the father and son. He felt that he had to resolve the matter. He nodded in agreement with Fuzi's father: "That's right, Fuzi, your father is right."

"Listen, he said that himself..." Father Fu felt that there was something wrong with what he said, and suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Brother Ye, what did you say?"

"I said what your father said is right, there is no way to make money when you are a gangster." Yang Ye said earnestly.

Fuzi seemed to have received a major blow, and was stunned for a moment: "But...you didn't say that before, saying that as long as you follow you, you will have a future."

"That's right."

"Ah?" Now Fuzi and his son were completely confused, and their faces were full of doubts.

"Being a gangster has no future, but following me has a future."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, I have decided not to be a gangster, and I will earn money to support my family honestly."

Fuzi thought about it several times, and finally understood the meaning of Yang Ye's words.

He was not reconciled: "Didn't Brother Ye say that you can't make money in your crops for the rest of your life?"

"Yang Ye has figured it out by himself, and you still take your family to farm with me honestly." Father Fu cut in.

Fuzi was depressed and lowered his head.With his hope broken, he will have no future in this life, and he will only be able to farm for the rest of his life.Fuzi felt a sense of sadness about her doomed day in the future, and tears fell.

"Of course farming is not profitable." Yang Ye denied Uncle Fuzi's words, "So I don't farm."

Fuzi: "..."

Fuzi's father: "..." Angrily want to lift the table!

He said not to be a gangster, he said to make money honestly, but he didn't admit it in the blink of an eye.

"Honestly making money is not just a matter of farming." Yang Ye explained.

Fuzi suddenly became alive again: "Brother Ye, is there any other way to make money?"

Yang Ye nodded: "Do you know where Father Hu is?"

"I know!" Fuzi actively led Yang Ye.

Fuzi's father: "..." Honestly, what else can he do besides farming, seeing his stupid son still suffering from being fooled once, he followed without worrying.

Fuzi led them to a small fenced courtyard at the east end of the village.

Fuzi shouted outside: "Father Hu."

Father Hu heard the shouts coming out of the house and swept the group of people.

When Yang Ye bluntly said that he wanted to buy saplings, several people were taken aback when they heard that.

Fuzi: "Brother Ye, maybe this is how you make money honestly."

Yang Ye smiled: "That's right."

"...Brother Ye, don't be stupid, fruit trees are not easy to grow." Fuzi hurriedly advised.

"That's right, fruit trees take a lot of time, not only does it take a lot of heart to fertilize and catch insects, but the fruit can't make money." Fuzi's father followed suit.

Ordinary fruits are of course worthless, and the fruits produced are astringent and sour.No one ate it at all.

"Do you have peach, cherry, or orange saplings here?"

They are all common saplings, of course Papa Hu has them, but... he glanced at Fuzi and his son next to him and gave Yang Ye a wink with some hesitation: "Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Yang Ye nodded.

If there is money to be made, Father Hu will naturally not give up.Yang Ye agreed to order a hundred saplings of several kinds, and send someone to pick them up in a few days.

Fuzi anxiously scratched his head and asked Yang Ye how to give up the idea of ​​planting fruit trees.

"It's not that you don't want to buy fruit trees. Someone asked me to buy them, and I just earned some agency fees." Yang Ye remembered what the village head said to him, keeping a low profile if he could, "He asked me to manage his orchard and give me one every year Not a small amount of money."

"It turned out to be someone else who took advantage of it." Fuzi patted his chest reassuringly, "I just said, brother Ye is so smart that he won't suddenly become stupid."

Yang Ye: "..."

"Hey, brother Ye, you brought him too." Fuzi finally found the little fool with a very low sense of presence.

"It's not safe to leave him alone at home."

"Brother Ye must be worried that he will steal food at home, so you can watch it with you." Fuzi felt that she had guessed what Yang Ye was thinking.

Yang Ye: "..."

With a splash, someone fell into the nearby lake.

"Help, help..." the Hushui people thumped.

Fuzi: "Someone fell into the water!"

Father Fu was surprised: "It's Hu Luo."

Fuzi: "Brother Ye, I can't swim."

Yang Ye heard that the name sounded familiar and didn't think much of it. He was about to go into the water to save someone, but just as he moved, he felt his sleeves being grabbed tightly.

Yang Ye turned around and saw the little fool's pale face, his lips were trembling, and his bright eyes looked at the lake full of fear.

Yang Ye called out a few times, but the little fool didn't respond.

very wrong!

The little fool has been overwhelmed by fear.

While hesitating, other villagers came and picked him up when the water went down.

Hu Luo choked on a lot of water, and after being rescued, her eye circles turned red and she saw Yang Ye staring at the little fool with her lips tightly pressed together.

The little fool had drowned, and seeing other people falling into the water to save their lives was greatly stimulated.

"Help, help..." The little fool threw up his hands, as if he was in the water.

Yang Ye felt that the situation was very bad and tried to wake him up, but not long after, the little fool passed out by himself.

There was no other way, so Yang Ye had no choice but to carry the little fool on his back and temporarily place him in Fuzi's house.