Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 602 601. Habits Become Natural

After the Dragon Boat Festival in May.

The dryness and heat of the weather have risen to another stage.

Speaking of it, it is obvious that there is still one month before Fufu arrives, but the hot weather in this hell is already a bit tormenting.

Not to mention people, even the horses are weak, and they don't even want to pull the cart.

But fortunately, when he came out of the Erma Village in front of him, the owner of the Ma Village, who had been relying on Cui's Huoyu Salt Mine Caravan to make money, sent two large basins of ice over.

These days, ice cellars can only be repaired by the truly rich, and these two pieces of ice have become the best way to relieve the summer heat.

In the food bowls of the animals, there are pots of melted ice bricks licking.

The remaining ice bricks were stabbed by the flying imperial envoys with daggers, and the strength of each stab was just right. Countless ice chips fell into the basin, and then they were picked up and placed in small bowls, and served with seasonal dishes. The fruit slices were distributed to everyone.

Cui Wanrong sat leaning against the shade of a tree, holding a bowl of "shaved ice" in her hand, and her eyes fell on the carriage with the crossbar.

After thinking about it, she got up and walked to the carriage, and glanced at the Taoist meditating inside...

The Taoist's face looked a little haggard and tired, but it definitely didn't look like he had put in too much effort, or he was tired from walking.

His eye sockets were sunken, his face was a little yellow, and even the blood on his lips had faded a lot.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the car.

I don't feel dry and hot, but I don't know anything about what is happening outside.

It's just that there is a mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme permeating the body, which rises and falls with the breath.

"..."

There was a flash of concern in her eyes, and she was looking into the distance.

Under the scorching sun, the farmers in Ermazhuang were busy, sowing wheat seeds in the plowed fields according to the owner's instructions.

With her eyesight, she naturally couldn't fail to see the reluctance and absurdity on the faces of those farmers.

Those are all old men who can't even be soldiers.

They who have dealt with the land all their lives will naturally not believe that in the weather that has passed in May, planting the grain that is more precious than gold can grow in autumn.

However, due to the owner's order...they had no choice but to stand in the scorching sun, holding a dustpan in their hands, and sprinkle the germinated wheat seeds one after another into the soil.

At the same time, he looked at the people enjoying the cool air on his side with a look of hatred and fear.

Hate you rich people for not taking food seriously.

Even if... this kind of food is provided by you.

The team has already set off for almost ten days.

Now a tacit understanding has been formed, and it is no longer the appearance of sowing grain seeds when they came to the first village.

At that time, they would patiently explain to the villagers, and then they would show that sense of satisfaction when they were bowed down by everyone after Daoist Shi Wei.

After all the enthusiasm faded away, thinking that there are still large tracts of farming land waiting for them to show their power, everyone's heart is now more of a kind of expectation, hoping that this kind of day will end soon.

Because, it is too difficult.

It takes at least an hour of recovery time for the Daoist to give power once, and it takes at least an hour to recover with the pill.

During this period, those flying imperial envoys rushing forward had to know the number of people in the village from the next village, and then divide the plots according to the needs of each household and one mu, and sow the seeds.Then wait for the Taoist once... or many times to get those bankers out of thin air with the incomparably mysterious and light.

Small village, once is enough.

But some places often need two or three times.During this period, when the Taoist master regained his spiritual sense, they could only wait.

Bored and so on.

Therefore, after a long period of time, it is obvious that I am doing something of immeasurable merit.

But now it has become a habit.

Even those people who heard the news came out and bowed down and didn't respond much.

But in the eyes of everyone, the second young lady of my family has never shown the slightest bit of impatience. She who is in charge of these coordinating tasks does not seem bored every time. She is just careful and takes care of the routes, needs, etc. in an orderly manner.

This journey is also thanks to her.

Otherwise, God knows what kind of chaos it will be.

but……

When these flying imperial envoys looked at the young lady standing under the scorching sun, looking into the carriage with the crushed ice that night in her hand.

Flying imperial envoys with families and houses looked at each other...

Unanimously, they showed a smile that you understand and I understand.

……

Less than half an hour after eating the crushed ice, Li Zhen woke up.

Although he was awake, his mind still had an unavoidable sense of fatigue.

It's like the kind of office worker who sleeps late at night, but has to go to work the next day and has to wake up early.

Obviously, every cell in the body is longing for a sufficient sleep, but they have to face the life of the KPI of mortgage and car loan.

However, what he is responsible for is not a mortgage or a car loan.

It's a world where there is no way to freeze to death.

Rubbing his face, he braced himself, telling himself that these were all illusions, and he couldn't defeat himself.

He got out of the carriage.

"Master!"

Cui Wanrong, who was chatting and laughing with some strangers in brocade and fine clothes, immediately shouted.

Her attention never left the carriage.

Hearing this movement, Li Zhen just nodded after turning his head to take a look.

After so many days, everyone has gotten used to him.

At the same time, he is also used to Cui's position in the hearts of these people, and Cui Wanrong's communication skills.

So I don't plan to get too close to worry about it.

I really haven't experienced it.

"Everyone, the poor way is about to start, are these all?"

Looking around, Li Zhen looked at the few acres of fields with bamboo poles erected.

Confirmed by Cui Wanrong:
"Correct."

"……it is good."

This place is called Erma Village, and the owner's surname is Ma. When the Huoyu Salt Mine was in existence, it had been serving as the delivery service for mules and horses for Cui's business.

He is a well-known wealthy household.

But when Wu Duan'er was alive, the owner of Ma Zhuang, who sensed something was wrong, packed up his bed and went to Yujiao. He was protected by the Cui family and did not lose anything.But Wuduan'er returned to Zhuangzi after his death.

Li Zhen knew that since this man hadn't lost anything, he must have food stored at home.

But so what?
Count on them to help those orphans and widows in the village?
Li Zhen didn't dare to think about it.

What he hopes more is that Cui Wanrong can communicate with the other party, and they will not touch a single grain of rice when these fields are dead until the autumn harvest, and they will give enough to the orphans and widows.

And Cui Wanrong has always done a good job in this aspect, he is very relieved.

To be honest, the feeling of someone sharing for me is really easy.

And since that's the case...

Step by step, under the gaze of everyone, he stood on the ditch of the barren field.

And the light and the dust...

Up!
……

moment.

The whole village was silent.

Everyone looked at the lush green color and the waves of the wheat ears swaying in the wind, and fell into a huge dumbfounded and unbelievable state.

And Li Zhen is like a social animal who works overtime until late at night.

Without saying a word, he returned to the carriage and closed his eyes again.

And just as everyone was shocked, the Fei Yu envoys started to tidy up the chariots and horses without any surprise.

Cui Wanrong also got up to say goodbye.

left a sentence:
"Master Ma, don't forget our agreement. Mrs. Cui, what I hate the most are people who break their promises."

　These two chapters are a bit short~ The main reason is that the span of this volume is too long, and I have to streamline it, so I started to speed up and deleted some content in the outline, resulting in some gaps in the content.I'm sorry~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)