Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 15
"Stay here, I'll go and have a look."

Shu Yingtong looked around, but couldn't find the lantern.I had no choice but to take off the oil lamp and walk to the first room on the left while guarding the flame.

The bean-sized flame was blown left and right by the wind, Shu Yingtong held the oil lamp in one hand, and shook the key chain with the other, looking for the key with the same pattern engraved on the copper lock.

I turned sideways to block the direction of the wind, feeling a little impatient in my heart. It would be nice if there was a wind lamp to kill the wind.

The fine china has been fired, but the opaque trash glass hasn't been fired yet?

With a muffled click, the copper lock opened.

Shu Yingtong's thoughts immediately shifted to the warehouse in front of him.

The three sides of the warehouse pool raised by wooden boards are walls, and the raised wooden boards are facing the door.

Inside, the yellow rice grains are piled up into a hill half as high as the wall, and as soon as you walk in, you are immediately enveloped in sweltering heat.

The sun-dried rice exudes a mixed smell of sunshine, soil and hay, and the piled up makes the originally not cool temperature even more sweltering.

Shu Yingtong didn't care about the rough smell, in her opinion, it was incense!
Walking up the wooden steps, I reached out and grabbed a handful, and dried my hands. After sniffing carefully, I found no pungent smell of mildew.

The palm is attached to the grain pile, and the whole pond of rice disappears in an instant.

With a thought, I entered the space.

Shu Yingtong felt a little troubled.

This rice pile occupies a small open space, and on the other side are nearly mature corn and green sweet potato seedlings.

She had no place to set her feet, so she could only sit on the grain pile.

One room is full of empty space, how can the remaining seven rooms be swept away!

There are no packing tools, and there is no storage cabinet in the first-level space. Shu Yingtong lowered her eyes and recalled the use of the space in her previous life.

At that time, there was no shortage of food, and finished food could be bought at auctions.Planting crops in the space is just to get points to upgrade the space.

As for those ordinary crops, most of them are thrown into the crop all-in-one machine and then sent to the trading house for consignment.

Consignment…

Shu Yingtong's eyes lit up immediately!
Sliding down the grain pile and standing on the corn ridge, stretched out his hand and pressed in the air, and the light curtain appeared.

Click on the auction page and wave the whole pile of rice into consignment. The system shows 894.25 kilograms.

Set the starting price of 99 gold coins.

As long as no one buys, this is an unlimited time warehouse.

She also has no plans to sell. In a famine year, it is safe to have food in hand.

However, if some brain-twitching local tyrant from any plane bought it, she would be very happy.

99 gold coins per kilogram, if you buy it, you will be forced to package it for a package transaction. What’s not good about buying more than 8 gold coins?
After dealing with it, Shu Yingtong opened another five rooms in a row.

White rice, corn, sorghum, soybeans, rapeseed.

Shu Yingtong was stunned for a moment when he reached the sixth car.

I am used to crops that can be distinguished at a glance in piles like mountains, but in this room, sacks are piled up in several small squares.

Holding an oil lamp and approaching the sack, there is a circle in the middle, and the words "Pinghuicang" are prominently printed in the circle.There is also a smaller word next to it.

Shu Yingtong checked each of the small squares, and found that the three characters of "Pinghuicang" were the same, but the small characters were different.

Rice, millet, wheat, bean, sorghum.

Shu Yingtong was a little puzzled, this is just a landlord, why does the granary have a name?

To be named is also a surname such as Huang's family. How can his family not be enough for the word Pinghui.

Doubts are doubts, but the hands are unambiguous, and they are swept away.

As soon as the door of the seventh room opened, Shu Yingtong raised her eyebrows slightly.

There is only a wooden box with a lock on the ground.

Find the key and open it, oh~

money!
A box full of square and round copper coins.

Grab one and point it to the light, Suping Tongbao.

Shu Yingtong went through Tongbao from Tang Dynasty to Qing Dynasty. Without this country title, it seems that he was sent to an unknown dynasty.

Dynasty does not matter, as long as copper coins are useful.

Take the whole box away.

Looking at the empty room, Shu Yingtong did not retreat, but carefully inspected it with the oil lamp.

There are no oil lamps in all the rooms, which can be understood as fire prevention.

There is a lampstand and a box on the window sill, which are completely unnecessary.

Colluded with the county owner Bo to become a yellow landlord in the disaster township, and put a box of copper coins in the whole house?

There is also a special account room at the door.

There must be something else in this room.

There was a knock on all four walls, and there was no hollow echo.Shu Yingtong's gaze fell on the window sill next to the door again.

I walked over and felt it, but there was no mechanism, and it couldn't turn.

Shu Yingtong's frustration made her gradually irritable, what kind of lampstand did she want?

Holding the lamp post, he pulled it hard, intending to break it off and give it to Zhu Yu for a fight later.

Made of iron, with her strength, whoever shakes the head will bloom.

Shu Yingtong turned his head in astonishment as the sound of the machine bracket clicking and clicking, and the muffled sound of rubbing against the bluestone boards.

Zhu Yu...has done a great job...

The two floor tiles in the middle are slowly pushed away to the two sides, which is where the wooden box was placed just now.

Shu Yingtong twitched the corner of her mouth...

He squatted in the cave and waited quietly for a while.

She didn't dare to go down rashly.This kind of unventilated cellar, once you go down, you may have to lie down.

Hold your breath and quickly fall down the wooden ladder, put the oil lamp on the ground and immediately climb up to take a breath.

After seeing that the light of the oil lamp is the same, you can rest assured to go down to the bottom again.

Standing in the middle of the low cellar, Shu Yingtong slowly raised the corners of her mouth.

Sure enough, the cellar was very rich.

She couldn't even move these big money boxes!

Among the three boxes, two boxes were piled with messy copper coins, and one box was piled with large and small silver ingots and broken silver.

There are new and old, different colors, messy.

Shu Yingtong raised her hand to touch the box, it's all right, as long as you can spend it.

There were two boxes of obviously different standards left, and her eyes were drawn to the words on them again, this time she understood the meaning.

Relief.

It suddenly dawned on me that the landlord Huang deserved to be struck by lightning, so he is disaster relief money!
Reminiscent of the previous "Pinghui warehouse", then they must be disaster relief food!
What a shame!

Get away!

Let him carry the blame!
Landlord Huang, who was sitting on the ground mourning and singing, watched Shu Yingtong walking leisurely in the distance.

He laughed in his heart, he was so thin, he couldn't even carry a bag of food.

At most, just grab two handfuls of copper coins from that box.

The tune in the mouth is much more cheerful.

"Pick him up and go to the backyard."

Zhuyu, who was dizzy from Huang Dizhu's singing, picked up his collar and put his arms around him as if he had been pardoned.

"I don't want to listen to music in my life!"

The three of them came out from the door, and the thugs guarding the outer courtyard looked at each other in blank dismay.

Master loves opera so much...

I didn't know what I was doing when I entered the granary, I kept singing, my voice was hoarse and I was still singing...

Passing by the two thugs guarding the second gate, Landlord Huang's head that had just been raised was pushed back down by Zhu Yu with a smile.

"Oh, my master really knows how to play, I'm sorry."

The tip of the dagger in the sleeve of the arm on his chest was pushed in a little bit, "You said ~ the backyard, is it exciting enough?"

I hereby bit the tattoo hard, and left a series of trembling laughter in the front yard after I finished speaking.

Shu Yingtong looked up at the moon that broke free from the clouds, and said solemnly: "If you can't learn how to smile coquettishly, don't squeeze."

The three of them returned to the small room where the girls were imprisoned, and threw Huang Landlord to the ground as soon as they entered the door.

"Come on! Get revenge for wrongs, revenge for revenge!" Zhu Yu stepped on Huang Landlord's chest with his hips crossed.

"To shut up."

Shu Yingtong lowered her face, put her ear to the door and listened for a while, then turned her head and quickly gave instructions.

"Zhu Yu, return the dagger to me, smash the chair!"

There are many people!tough battle!

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