Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 84 Who is the Table Spirit
The room was silent, and a clear female voice sounded outside the door.

"Hi, Xiao Zhouzi, we are all old acquaintances, go about your business, I'll knock on the door."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door panel, "Is Mr. An here!"

An Xingzhou, who was writing a letter, didn't look up, and waved for Qi to open the door.

"Who are the two?"

"Hi Ma'am, we are villagers from Huanshan Village. My name is Zhu Yu, and his name is Populus euphratica. We are here to find Mr. An." Zhu Yu introduced with a smile, and gave a four-faced gift.

Anyway, no one taught her, the girl only told her to be careful when speaking, and not to embarrass herself everywhere.

"Let them in."

After entering the door, Zhu Yu winked at Nie Kaicheng who was sitting drinking tea, can you leave?
Nie Kaicheng shook his head, pointing to Master An who was still writing.

"Sit down and drink a cup of tea, and wait for the official to finish writing this letter."

Zhu Yu obediently pulled Populus euphratica by the cuff, chose a stool and sat down, and put the basket he was carrying under the table.

Without being greeted by anyone, he turned over two cups and poured tea, and pushed a cup to Populus euphratica.

He took a sip while holding the cup, and silently put it down with a bitter face.

Before, I always heard people say that only rich people can afford to drink tea. I thought it was a good thing, not as good as the brown sugar the girl gave her.

Tilting his head to see Populus euphratica drinking tea elegantly from his teacup, he looked back and forth between his cup and his own cup.

Does he have no taste?

Populus euphratica, who was scrutinized by several eyes, felt his ears heat up, stretched out his leg and lightly touched Zhu Yu's leg next to him, trying to make her calm down.

It's overwhelming to draw the eyes of several people present to his face with his own strength.

Zhu Yu, who was bored, didn't know why, thinking that Populus euphratica was also bored, and asked her to practice kicking.

He stretched out his legs and wrapped them around Populus euphratica's legs, and looked at him triumphantly, with dissatisfaction written all over his face!
Hu Yang's hand holding the cup trembled, his face instantly became hot, and he tried to move his legs to pull it out.However, Zhu Yu thought he was resisting, so she never planned to let go.

Nie Kaicheng supported the table and glanced up at the bottom of the table, then narrowly glanced at Populus euphratica, and silently gave Zhu Yu a thumbs up with both hands.

Well done!

I don't know how sweet your relationship is...

You can tell by the magistrate's expression of not looking, hesitating to speak...

"You guys have been waiting for a long time."

An Xingzhou stopped writing, dried the ink on the paper, folded it and put it in an envelope.

"Is Master An finished?"

Zhu Yu was refreshed, and hurriedly retracted her legs and got up and carried the bamboo basket under the table to the desk.

"Girl asked us to come to you to ask for a few tendons to play cotton with a bowstring, and it's not in vain to take yours." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to dig things out of the messy hay basket.

An Xingzhou smiled gently, "You're welcome, just take it."

"This is a set of tea sets made in our porcelain kiln. It's very beautiful." Zhu Yu lowered his head and took out one by one, his mouth was not idle.

"The girl said that you are an arty person. A good tea set can make you squeal when you invite people to drink tea. Anyway, I don't understand why this bitter tea is so good."

"Uh... that's what your girl said?" An Xingzhou looked at her suspiciously, and turned his eyes to the faces of Hu Yang and Nie Kaicheng.

Based on what he knew about Miss Shu, if she wanted to scold or praise people, she would do so in a concise manner.

Nie Kaicheng poked Hu Yang's elbow and winked.

Start looking for it.

Hu Yang supported his forehead and pressed the corner of his forehead, got up to answer.

"Tea and utensils are originally a pair of bosom friends. Tea is the string, and utensils are the dance. There is no tea and no dance. The girl said that Master An is an elegant scholar. If you drink tea with friends in your free time, it will be more elegant."

Nie Kaicheng shouted in his heart, good guy!

The girl's original words can make these two people talk so much nonsense.

What people say is: give this set of tea sets to Mr. An, and let his guests know the standard of an Ascot tea set.

An Xingzhou still didn't believe it, but he didn't have time to take care of these trivial matters at the moment.With a sincere expression, he handed the envelope to Zhu Yu.

"Ms. An has an unfeeling request for Ms. Shu, and the reason for this has been written in the letter. Please come back to the county government when you are done shopping. Zhuojing and my daughter may need to stay in your village for a while. Let's set off together after dinner."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present had different thoughts.

Qi turned her head in astonishment, and when she got the news suddenly, she felt like a stone was pressed in her heart.

I always feel that there seems to be some unknown danger that is about to come to their family of three.

But the husband didn't say anything.

Wanting to refuse, seeing the presence of other people, he pressed his mind again.

Nie Kaicheng and Hu Yang looked at each other in dismay, this counts as killing first and playing later?
This is obviously transferring the risk to their village, can the girl agree?
"Who is the table spirit? This name is too interesting?" Zhu Yu looked at this and then at that.

The two looked at her, both discouraged, "Let's go buy cotton first..."

The three of them searched the major cloth houses before they bought all the four stone cotton that Shu Yingtong wanted.

"Why don't we plant cotton next year. Go crazy, 350 renminbi a catty, it's no different from robbery!" Zhu Yu pushed the cart towards the county government office with a heartbroken face.

"Then why don't you think about why you can sell it for 350 yuan a catty? You just saw thieves eating meat, but you didn't see thieves being beaten. The silk is more expensive. Do you still want to raise silkworms?" Nie Kaicheng joked with a smile.

Taxes vary from place to place, and in some states the taxes include silk.The population is large and the arable land is limited, so many farmers choose to raise silkworms at home, most of which are used to pay taxes directly, and the remaining small part is their own family.

Therefore, many farmers who raise silkworms even have to buy mulberry leaves from farmers who specialize in mulberry gardens to raise silkworms.

Correspondingly, it is also necessary to buy silkworm tools and other production tools in the silkworm market.

Sericulture also requires costs.

Zhu Yu wrinkled her nose, a little unconvinced, "I don't know it. If I raise it to death, I will be blind for nothing. I haven't grown cotton before, and I don't know if I prefer drought or flood."

Not to mention growing cotton. When she first started farming, no one taught her, and the rice in the field was not harvested as much as others.

Sometimes it is not enough to pay taxes, so I have to go to the landlord's house to borrow.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he slammed on the handrail of the scooter, "When I go back and ask the girl, the girl will definitely know, she can do everything!"

In the end, the three of them went to the county government office, had dinner, and waited until it was dark before heading back to the village at night.

This matter is relatively big, and they don't know what is involved. They dare not make decisions for Shu Yingtong without authorization.

At worst, if they disagree at that time, it will not be too late for them to send it back.

In the darkness of night, a steed galloped in the wilderness, its hooves churning and its mane flying.

In the quiet Huanshan Village, only night watchmen move around.

Shu Yingtong's half-dry long hair was hanging loose, and she stopped near the door of the room just as she was carrying the tub.

Putting down the tub, picked up a wooden stick nearby, and stepped into the room as if nothing had happened.

As soon as one foot went in, he immediately dodged and swung behind the half-closed door.

The opponent raised his arm to bear the blow, held the foot she kicked up with his backhand, and grabbed her waist with skillful force.

"Oh, Tongtong, I'm in so much pain, my hand is broken..."

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