Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 343 Today is Sisheng Millet
The whip cracked through the air, and the horse pulling the cart suffered from pain and galloped wildly.

The roads on the outskirts of the city were bumpy, and the carriage shook violently.

Jing Yunyan took Shu Yingtong into his arms early, and tried to stabilize his figure with his back against the wall of the carriage.

"The fire at the city gate will affect the fish in the pond... Forget it, let me drive."

"Why, whoever is responsible will bear the blame."

Shu Yingtong stretched out her legs and kicked Yu Linglong who was lying on the carpet in a big character shape.

The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner.

This brat bears most of the responsibility.

Yu Linglong grabbed Yu Cunxin's skirt, her face full of pain, "Senior Sister...I'm about to vomit...you go and replace the one with the surname Zhou..."

Yu Cunxin glared at her fiercely. After all, he was the one who held her in his hand and protected her from growing up. Seeing her distressed appearance, she had to support the car wall and slowly move out.

"If there is any resentment coming at me, don't hurt the innocent." She sat down next to Zhou Chi and reached out to grab the reins.

The scorching sun was in the sky, there was no shade from the trees, and it was steaming outside.

Zhou Chi blocked her hand with a dark face, "Go in."

"I've always spoken harshly. If you offend me, just vent your anger on me. Mr. Jing and his wife have done nothing wrong. Ah Qi has been weak since he was a child and cannot withstand such bumps. I will drive."

Yu Cunxin held on to the rein tenaciously, just waiting for him to let go.

Zhou Chi remained silent, tightening the reins to slow down the horse's galloping momentum.

"Go in."

"Tsk, I don't want to go in, I'll just stay outside."

The heat outside is a bit hotter, at least the field of vision is wide, and there is no need to face teasing eyes.

She is not Miss Jiao, riding a horse is more enjoyable than riding a carriage.

Zhou Chi's sullen mood gradually calmed down, thinking about it carefully, he couldn't tell what he was angry about, so he simply kept silent.

Yu Cunxin was wearing a pleated skirt, and when the wind blew, the lotus-colored veil sometimes rose and sometimes fell, and sometimes softly stuck to his legs, entangled with the corners of the moon-white robe.

The sun was in full bloom, and the cicadas on both sides of the road shouted loudly.

Yu Cunxin took out the water bag and drank half of it before feeling cooler, and asked casually: "Are you thirsty, I'll get it..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chi took her water bag and filled it with his head up, and threw it back to her after filling.

"No, you finished my water, what should I drink?"

"Drink mine."

"Are you that thirsty?" Yu Cunxin squeezed the empty water bag and glared at his side face angrily, "I'll bring yours here quickly!"

"Obviously, I don't want to wait."

The way Yucunxin was so blocked that he couldn't speak made him feel better.

"Go and cut Sanhua Li for me."

"Can you say that again?"

Yucunxin wanted to beat someone up.

Whoever eats plums has to peel them!

Just throw it into your mouth with a click, chewing and chewing is the normal way of eating!

"You want to refuse? Remember the last clause of the contract."

"Me!" Yu Cunxin clenched her fist, trying to control the urge to slap him in the face, and squeezed out a word between her teeth, "Cut!"

She lowered her face and opened the curtain of the car, snatched the small basket that Yu Linglong was holding in her arms, pulled out the hairpin and folded it in half angrily, and began to peel the plums.

If possible, she hoped to cut the blood vessels in his neck.

The skin of plums is thin, so it needs to be peeled gently to ensure that the pulp is not wasted.

Yu Cunxin didn't want to guarantee that all that was fed to Zhou Chi's mouth were oddly shaped and irregular objects.

Cut it fast, eat it fast, spit out the core all the way, and didn't eat much of the flesh.

Yu Linglong had only gnawed two peaches, lifted the curtain and poked her head out to see that she was not well.

There are only a few leaves left in the basket.

"By the way... didn't you buy this for me to eat, and don't leave any of it for me?"

The wharf aunt said her family's Sanhua Li was big and sweet.

Haven't eaten yet, gone?

Are these two playing around!
Yu Cunxin angrily washed off the purple-red juice stained on his hands, "I'll buy it for you when I go to the city."

When passing by the foot of a mountain, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

Some Hsinchu sheds were scattered here and there, and many people gathered here.

There are men, women and children, all unkempt and dirty, with sad faces.

Seeing the carriage approaching from a distance, the people who were sitting or lying under the tree all rushed there.

"My lord, buy me, I am a strong laborer with strength!"

"Miss, buy me, I can do laundry, cook and clean, I only need four liters of millet!"

"My lord, I can drive a carriage, and I also have four liters of millet!"

The horse was surrounded and couldn't move an inch, so he had to stop.

Jing Yunyan lifted the curtain on the small window, frowning tightly, "Did you escape from the southwest?"

As soon as these words came out, the refugees crowded by the window backed away with a desolate look.

Now Southwest has become a poisonous word, and everyone hates it.

Only the Rejuvenation Hall in the city goes out of the city to apply medicine every two days.

"There are two more big carriages coming over there!"

Someone in the crowd roared, and most of the people surrounding the carriage ran away.

Shu Yingtong opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, walked up to look around, the situation here is very bad.

There are still many men, women and children lying in the open space and bamboo sheds ahead.

Excrement, vomit, sundries, flies and mosquitoes, the hygienic environment is extremely poor.

"Everyone line up!"

Under a tree in the distance, a richly dressed woman was sitting on a horse stool.

It was a skinny man who was shouting, and beside him were several strong men who were carrying sacks from the carriage behind.

"The rules of our weaving workshop are clear, right? No men, no older women or younger women! Today is four liters of millet!"

"My lord, why is it only four liters! Those who come back will be given five liters!"

"Last time, they were all young and dexterous. You picky leftovers are worth five liters? Didn't you wake up!"

There was a loud roar over there, and many people who gathered there retreated dejectedly to the bamboo shed.

Yu Linglong jumped to the ground and grabbed a woman casually, "Ma'am, what do you say about recruiting female workers?"

The woman raised her eyelids and glanced at her, shook her head, not wanting to say a word.

Shu Yingtong touched her cuff and stuffed a compressed biscuit into her hand.

The woman immediately retracted her hands into her sleeves, rubbed the fine grains of sticky corners with her fingers, her gloomy face suddenly lit up, "What do you want to ask Madam?"

Shu Yingtong raised his chin towards the carriage over there, "Tell me what's going on here."

The woman sighed slightly, "Most of us escaped from Yuxiang Province, and some of us came from Dingxi a little farther away. Two carriages came the day before yesterday, and they said that the weaving workshop needed female workers. Only those aged 13 or older can do it. Sign the contract of sale, and each person will give five liters of millet."

Shu Yingtong glanced at the team that was picking people over there, "Are you only picking the good-looking ones?"

"Yeah..." The woman looked sad, "I can also weave at home, but their workshop uses the latest jacquard looms, and they also teach the haze brocade weaving method. It's no wonder that I can earn a living and learn skills People pick and choose, who doesn't like young and good-looking people."

Before Shu Yingtong answered, Yu Linglong was already yelling under the tree.

"You old bustard is so promising! You only need four liters of millet to buy a flower girl? Can a female worker and a prostitute be the same price? Buying someone else's girl to fill a fire pit is quite serious?"

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense! Our weaving workshop recruits people according to our duty, how can we allow you to slander out of thin air!"

"Stubborn? The brothels I visited had eighty if not one hundred. Could it be that the people in the brothel can smell the smell as long as they walk in front of me!"

The lady's complexion instantly fell, and she pointed at Yu Linglong with her fiery red nails, "What are you doing in a daze, arrest her and see the official!"

"I advise you not to point at her." The soft sword in Yu Cunxin's hand lay across her neck coldly, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "If you want to buy a flower girl, then follow the rules. Otherwise, like you I have burned many small restaurants!"

(End of this chapter)