Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 312 Self-esteem can be stepped on the soles of your feet
Time was running out, Shu Yingtong didn't intend to meet relatives to reminisce about the old days, and only vaccinated Pei Zhixing's master and servant.

After Jing Yunyan packed up his things and got into the carriage, he also vaccinated the old shopkeeper and the helpers in the inn.

The carriage drove out of the side alley of the inn at a leisurely pace, Shu Yingtong looked back, and Pei Zhixing, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard seeing her off, smiled at her.

With a thin figure, the gloom between his brows disappeared, and the golden sunlight reflected on his pale face. When he smiled, it was as if the lotus pond in the Moon Lotus Garden was slowly blooming.

Clean and beautiful, out of mud but not stained.

She waved her hand to signal him to go back, lowered the curtains and sat on the car outside.

In the early morning, there were no pedestrians wandering on the street. Those who hurriedly walked on the street had a characteristic, their faces were pockmarked, and there were big red diamond-shaped patches on the chest of all kinds of coarse clothes with the word "end" on them.

Jing Yunyan reined in the horse, and called out to a boy and a half who squeezed out from the half-open door of the grocery store.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old. He was dressed in rough linen clothes with large and small patches everywhere. His tattered trousers were too short to cover his ankles, and he wore straw sandals on his feet.

He was carrying a big pannier on his back, and in his hands were two clay pots wrapped in hemp rope.

"Is there something wrong with the old master calling the young one?" He stood bowed to the side, his sallow face was flushed, sweat dripped from his temples, and his neckline was already soaked in sweat.

"Are you an errand hired by the county government? Where are your friends?" Jing Yunyan handed over two copper coins.

I called him because I saw him leading three or four dirty little children on the street yesterday, holding a pottery bowl in his hand, nodding and bowing to everyone, begging.

All of them are sallow and thin, with disheveled hair. The youngest is probably only three or four years old, and they are all boys.

Today, I saw that he has cleaned up a lot, and the dirt and black mud on his body have been washed away, and his spirit looks much better.

Quite a bit of high-spirited meaning.

He happily took it and stuffed it into his chest pocket, bowed deeply and replied loudly: "Yes, thank you, sir! The younger one is Ma San, and those brothers are all in the shed now! The county government won't let them out now." ~"

"How much does the county government promise to pay you?"

"Back to the old man, the little ones can get a catty of rice every day!" Ma San smiled brightly, and when he smiled, the scar on his lip, which was missing a front tooth, wrinkled even more.

He switched the jar from his right hand to his left, and stretched out his hand to pat the red patch on his chest. His bright black pupils were full of joy and pride.

"Running errands for the elders in the city can earn a penny of hard-earned money, and now the young ones can earn food with their strength! They can support the brothers in the family!"

Last night, two servants came to the shabby shed where they were staying. When they came up, they looked for him and asked him if he had smallpox.At that time, he was so scared that he thought he was going to be tied up and driven out of the city.

Unexpectedly, he came to give him favors!
He has no skills or skills, his only skill is that he has a thick skin and is not afraid of being beaten.

Ugly, not full to eat, not strong enough to work hard, unable to find work in this city.

I can only wander around the streets and alleys every day to beg for leftovers, and I also go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten leafy vegetables and cook them back. Occasionally, I can get a few pennies from the rich master.

Whoever's family has a happy event, he will be cheeky to say a bunch of good things and ask for some food after they finish the feast.

Later, there were more orphans and beggars in the city, and he also took in a few younger brothers.

It's great to hear them call Big Brother back and forth, but it's so hard to feed them...

Jing Yunyan nodded, "It's not bad, the county government doesn't treat you badly. You are kind and righteous at a young age, and you can earn a living for your brother with your ability."

Shu Yingtong looked at this young man quietly, his thin shoulders carried the livelihood of several unrelated partners, and his dark eyes were full of light and hope.

Only there is no sorrow.

She beckoned to him, "Come."

"Hey!" Ma Sanjian responded abruptly, stepped forward two steps and bowed, "What's your order, madam?"

Shu Yingtong tilted her head to think for a moment, then said lightly, "Running errands can help you quickly get acquainted with the shops in the whole county and the residents with a better life. Observe them carefully and accumulate your contacts. Smallpox is temporary, but errands can be done all the time."

Dental compradors are also engaged in this service industry, but they are not very interested in petty profits.

For beggars like Ma San who live in the streets and alleys of the city, their self-esteem can be stepped on the soles of their feet, which is also their advantage.

If this person's mind is flexible enough, using the big data collected on residents' preferences, combined with the characteristics of each shop and first-hand new news, it is not difficult to live a good life.

After hearing this, Ma San lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and smiled at her, put down the things in his hands and bowed solemnly, "Thank you Madam for your enlightenment!"

Shu Yingtong nodded, patted Jing Yunyan's arm, "Let's go."

As the wheels rolled, Ma San looked at the carriage going away, raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his face, and with a big smile on his face, he picked up the rope on the ground, with a radiant glow in his heart.

He understood what the lady said!

As long as his news is smart enough, his mouth is sweet enough, he understands the supply and demand sides enough, can help buyers get the best price, and deliver the goods to their door, then he will always have a job!

"He's smart, he knows a little bit." Jing Yunyan looked at Shu Yingtong softly, with a smile in his eyes, "My wife is soft-hearted, and she won't see people who climbed out of the black mud return to the dark mud."

"It's just a matter of closing your eyes." Shu Yingtong raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, complaining in a cold voice, "It's all your fault for not getting enough sleep."

"Cough..." He rubbed his nose guiltily, "Go in and get some sleep, and I'll call you when it's lunch time."

Also...can't blame him entirely...

Who made her so attractive last night...

However, it is the right way to be brave enough to take the blame, and there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing.

"Well, I'm going to catch up on sleep, and I'll replace you in the afternoon." She retracted her legs and moved into the compartment, retracted the small foldable table into the arm of the car and tied it to fix it, and put the sundries into the space to make room for them.

Lay down on mats and pillows. The bluestone pavement is not smooth and flat, and the wooden wheels have limited shock absorption. After shaking and shaking, I feel drowsy after getting used to it.

I am used to sleeping on a hard bed, and the hard board in the car does not feel annoying.

Shu Yingtong fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I was awakened by the shock and heat. I got up and opened the curtains to look out. Only the mountain had no other reference, and the hot sun had already risen above my head.

Squeezing her waist and legs, she moved to the car door and opened the curtain. Jing Yunyan's back was soaked with sweat, her side face under the bamboo hat was flushed, and the sweat from her temples kept gathering on her chin.

Shu Yingtong stretched out his hand to grab it, squeezed a wet cloth towel to help him wipe off his sweat and cool down, after wiping, he took the reins and stuffed the cloth towel into his hand, "Go inside."

Jing Yunyan stretched out her arms, smiled and pinched her earlobe, "Three miles ahead is an intersection, and there is a tea shed there. It's drying outside, what are you doing out there?"

"I'm afraid you will suffer from heat stroke." Shu Yingtong pulled the bamboo hat hanging outside the car door and quickly tied the rope, raised a hand and grabbed a small wooden bucket in the air, handed it to him, turned his head and glared, "Aren't you going in?"

Jing Yunyan obediently moved the small wooden bucket filled with water in, muttering softly, "It's so fierce..."

(End of this chapter)