Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 361
For ten consecutive days, the five of them ran across half of the southwest.

The ferry was shut down, and I could take the official boat to go as far as possible by water, and I had to change horses to go where the boat couldn't go.

In some places, there are no official roads, only winding mountain roads.

The speed of the carriage is not as fast as riding a horse. In this urgent situation of racing against time, many horses have been changed day and night.

The scorching sun is scorching, and the hardships along the way are self-evident.

This time the destination is the southwest border, Yuchuan Province, Hezhou City.

As they arrived at noon, the guarding soldiers immediately let them go when they saw the document signed by the three divisions of Dingxi Province.

Yuchuan is located on the border of Dali, and the continuous mountains that are full of miasma are the last barrier of Dali.

Ten dead and four to five in large-scale marches, neighbors only dare to harass from time to time, but they are more apprehensive about large-scale attacks and seizing cities.

The land in Yuchuan is barren, the mountains and rivers are poor, and the people are generally poor.

Jing Yunyan took official documents this time for entering the city.

The gold medal bestowed by the imperial court is useful, but it is too ostentatious. Besides, the new governor of Yuchuan has already taken office, and is in charge of the province's finance, civil affairs, judiciary, and rural examination.

You can live in the official post house with official documents. When passing by, several people don't stop and go straight to Huichun Hall.

Because it is located on the border of the Great Li Kingdom, there are countless enemy countries' meticulous work, so the Huichun Hall is not very grand.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary drug account.

Silently located at the end of a remote alley away from the residents, the signboard hanging on the lintel is quite standard and nothing special.

Jing Yunyan reined in the reins and stopped the horse, and a half-grown man in coarse clothes ran up to meet them, and waved at them from afar, "Young Madam, Young Master, you are here!"

The day before yesterday, he received a letter from Fei Ge, saying that the Shaozhuang owner and his wife would arrive in Hezhou in the near future, but he was so excited that he almost cried.

Looking at the half-sized man who ran up and bared his teeth, Shu Yingtong smiled slightly on his tired face.

"Zeng Sui, how is your father?"

I can accurately call his name because the shopkeepers of Huichuntang in each city went to Huanshan Village to pay their accounts last year, and they were basically single.

Only the shopkeeper Zeng of Hezhou City brought a dark-faced boy.

Twelve or thirteen years old, black and handsome, stood there and reported the current situation of Yuchuan Province in a calm and clear manner.

But the gray-haired shopkeeper Zeng fell asleep on the table, smacking his mouth from time to time, sleeping soundly.

The meeting gifts they brought were also unique and heart-wrenching, a few small wooden carvings, and a few sorghum pancakes.

The woodcarving trinkets were carved on the road, and those hard sorghum pancakes were leftovers from eating on the road...

The other shopkeepers left after paying a few bills, and only the father and son would leave if they asked for a good meal.

"It's all right! I took people up the mountain to collect herbs this morning!" Zeng Sui smiled and raised his hand to beckon the man to lead the horse, and said hello to the people standing behind one by one.

Yu Linglong took off the veiled hat, showing a disheveled face, and bowed her hands in return listlessly and perfunctorily.

It's really sun-baked, and the face of the young sect master has long been lost on the thin salt-stained clothes.

"It's over, this is the poorest Huichun Hall I've ever seen, not one of them." Yu Linglong pouted, extremely worried.

I thought I was still in the city anyway, so I should come to a table to clean up the dust, right?
Seeing this old house in the end, she already knew that she could not escape the miserable days when sorghum was the staple food.

"Young Master Yu, forgive me." Zeng Suihun smiled and cupped his hands indifferently, "Our Huichun Hall in Hezhou is not the poorest, we are only in the bottom two."

Being poor is obvious and nothing to be ashamed of.

What he cares about is how much the twenty or so people in the drug account can contribute to the villa.

Yu Linglong was left speechless by his shining white teeth, and whispered as she walked, "He is also in business after all, and only earns a suit of coarse linen, how can he be so proud?"

Zeng Sui, who was leading the way, suddenly turned around and gave her a bright smile, "Because you have a clear conscience!"

Yu Linglong walked slowly with her head drooping and her arms hugging Yu Cunxin, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught speaking ill of someone behind her back.

"Good job, you are so confident in losing money..."

She didn't know the purpose behind Huichuntang, she just thought it was the property of Qinglan Villa.

So she automatically classified Zeng Sui as a slow-moving expert.

Zeng Sui had a cheerful personality, he didn't dare to argue with Yu Linglong in front of Jing Yunyan and Shu Yingtong, and he also knew the truth that too much talk would be lost.

He simply didn't answer, and just led the crowd to allocate the room that had already been cleaned.

Arranging the kitchen to prepare meals and calling the handyman to boil water for them to bathe, they were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, but their faces were very happy.

An old man in gray clothes led seven or eight strong young men into the backyard, all of them were dressed in bamboo hats, sackcloth and straw sandals.

Only those with keen minds can see that there is some deliberately concealed lightness in their seemingly heavy steps.

The leading old man took off his bamboo hat, tied his white hair in a bun on the top of his head, and fixed it with an ebony hairpin.

He was dressed in bunt clothes common to old peasants, with the cuffs and trousers rolled up high, and the straw sandals on his feet were covered with mud.

With a wave of his hand, the bamboo hat flew to the hook on the brick wall under the eaves at an extremely fast speed, and hung firmly on it.

"A Sui, continue!"

A large pannier flew across the air in a parabola, heading straight for Zeng Sui's face.

Zeng Sui hopped up on tiptoe, hugged his hands confidently, staggered when he landed, and almost fell a puppy.

The young people in the back laughed out loud.

"A Sui is still young, hahaha~"

"Look at his bear hug just now, how high-spirited he was when he picked it up, and how embarrassed he was when he fell, haha~"

"Ah Sui, your waist is not very good, you have to practice hard, otherwise we will all worry about what will happen to you when you marry a wife~"

Zeng Sui looked at the black and yellow patterns in the gaps between the herbs in the basket, and the snake body with thick wrists looked like a big snake.

There is a bigger one in the key
The two snakes weighed more than 20 kilograms at the most, and it was not too much for him to catch. He took out various herbs and snakes on the top, and a pile of raw calamine ore on the bottom.

Zeng Sui threw the stone in his hand, with a flattering smile on his face, "Several senior brothers. Is it a little too much?" He said with a smile on his face, holding the stone and rushing towards the one who laughed the loudest.

One big and one small came and went, darting and moving to attack the vital points. The old man found a shady place to sit casually, took the herbal tea handed over by the buddy and watched the battle with great interest.

From time to time, he mentioned Zeng Sui, which made the other shout out favoritism.

Shopkeeper Zeng lazily leaned against the wall, dangling the dirty straw sandals on his feet, "Isn't it right to be biased? How about you call Dad and try, and I'll remind you too? A Sui, give me Conquer him~"

Zeng Sui responded loudly, his body rose violently, and he struck out with both fists in a row, his fists were powerful.

It seems to be a rough attack with wide opening and closing, but the movement of the two fists is agile and erratic, giving birth to unpredictable changes, so tricky that it is hard to fathom.

"Uncle Zeng, long time no see."

A deep and respectful greeting sounded behind him, and shopkeeper Zeng turned his head and waved with a smile, "Huh? Isn't this Xiaowaibao Achi, come here, have a bowl of herbal tea?"

Yu Cunxin, who had just turned out of the long corridor, was taken aback, "Little crying bag?" Then he slapped the pillars and laughed unkindly, "Hahahahaha~"

The respect on Zhou Chi's face collapsed a little bit, and he looked up at the sky speechlessly. Is this his father's unsmiling junior?
Probably, maybe. Not really.
(End of this chapter)