Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 85
Back of luck?
Mrs. Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "It has a straight back."

Especially Jiang Chunhe, luck is not ordinary.

First, he went into the mountain and couldn't list any more items, and then he was hit by the roof. He was injured so badly that even the meat that Jiang Youcheng took when he came to visit the house was taken away by wild cats...

Even when he was working on weekdays, Jiang Chunhe either knocked here or touched there, and his body was often bruised and purple, which was very evil.

"It's all because of Sanfang." Mrs. Zhang was annoyed, "It's all because of Jiang Mixia's bad girl, and her son-in-law!"

All the bad luck started when those two scourges hit Jiang Chunhe...

Jiang Chunhe would think about these things, but his expression was complicated.

He asked Jiang Mixia for a rabbit, but the rabbit didn't come back, so he couldn't hit the rabbit anymore.

He wanted to instigate Jiang Datou to go to Jiang Youcheng's house to find trouble, but the roof collapsed the next day, so he couldn't die, there was such a big gash at the corner of his mouth, and there was still a scar...

From last year until now, Jiang Chunhe felt that nothing went well for him, and it was all a mystery of bad luck.

How do you feel that this Sanfang family is weird?
"Mother, it's unlucky if the third uncle's house is not well organized, and it's unlucky once." Jiang Chunhe said with a bitter face, "I think we'd better stop eating big pot dishes, and stop causing trouble."

Jiang Chunhe was really a little scared.

When the roof collapsed last time, he felt like he was going to die. Jiang Chunhe never wanted to experience that feeling of suffocation until his heart beat.

"What trouble can I cause?" Mrs. Zhang didn't care, "Sanfang's bad luck can't be touched, but this time it's not about Sanfang's family, it's about Zhu Yongwu's family, how can Sanfang's bad luck be okay?" Even his house?"

Seeing Jiang Chunhe's reluctance to go, Mrs. Zhang was also a little annoyed, "I used to always say that you are bold and generous, why are you like this now?"

"I think you were brought by Mrs. Wu, you are as timid as a mouse!"

Wu Shi, who was incidentally mentioned for no reason, suddenly felt aggrieved, but did not dare to speak.

Seeing that Jiang Chunhe looked like a quail like Wu at the moment, Mrs. Zhang got angry, and snatched the bowl from Jiang Chunhe's hand, "Stay at home, I'll go!"

After all, he took the big bowl and went out.

"What... what should I do, do you want to call mother back?" Wu Shi asked cautiously.

"Are you going?" Jiang Chunhe snapped back angrily.

Wu Shi didn't dare to stop Zhang Shi, so she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Go make a fire and cook," Jiang Chunhe ordered.

He doesn't want to touch anything that has anything to do with Sanfang now, and he doesn't dare to eat the big pot dishes that he wants to come back.

What if the bad luck is really entangled and your throat gets stuck, and you choke to death?

"Success." After receiving her husband's order, Wu shi heaved a sigh of relief, coaxed the children to play, and hurried into the kitchen to work.

The sweet potato noodles are served with some white noodles. It is ready to be cooked with spinach, and then add a little lard. It tastes delicious.

Jiang Youcai also came back with a hoe on his back. Seeing the smell wafting from the stove, he frowned, "Why are you cooking? Didn't your mother go to Zhu Yongwu's house to ask for a big pot of vegetables?"

"Father, I..."

Jiang Chunhe opened his mouth to defend himself.

But before the words were spoken, there was a shout from outside.

"There is a rich man, Brother Chunhe."

The voice came from far to near, and Jiang Yintian from the village ran to the door, out of breath, and saw that Jiang Youcai and Jiang Chunhe were at home, he was slightly relieved, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Hurry up and take a look at your house." , Zhang Auntie fell into the pit!"

Fall into the pit?
Jiang Youcai and Jiang Chunhe were taken aback for a moment.

"Why did mother fall into the pit?" Wu's questioning words blurted out.

"I heard that she was chased away by a group of big geese in the village. Auntie Zhang ran away, but accidentally fell into the pit..." Jiang Yintian said.

Just like the pit that Jiang Youcheng and his family filled in when they built the basket weaving workshop, Jiangjia Village has more than one pit, because no one is willing to fill the pit for a long time, and there is a pit in the village. When it rains in summer, the pit will There is a lot of water, and someone raises ducks, big geese, etc., and there are places to find food.

On weekdays, someone’s snow, dirty water, etc. have places to pour, so most of the pits are kept, and because there was a lot of snow in the winter of the previous year, many of the snow removed from their homes were shipped out. In the inverted pit, this spring is not dry enough. There is some water in the pit, and after being splashed by ducks or geese, it becomes a pit full of mud.

As for the big geese in the village, no matter who raised them, they are all famous for their fierce fighting power, and even the dogs in the village have to avoid them when they see them.

Mrs. Zhang was chased away by a group of big geese, so she naturally wanted to run, and she didn't care about the way when she ran.

"What are you still doing..."

Such a grown-up man, he fell into the pit!
Jiang Youcai felt very ashamed, so he hurriedly dragged Jiang Chunhe to look for Mrs. Zhang.

Jiang Chunhe walked fast along the way, but he was muttering in his heart.

He said just now that Sanfang was evil and he didn't want to get involved with Sanfang, now his worries were fulfilled?

Jiang Chunhe couldn't help shivering.

It was clearly the day of March in Yangchun, and a cold sweat broke out on the back.
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After entering March today, the weather is getting warmer and warmer.

More than half of the apprentices in the bamboo weaving workshop can finish their apprenticeship and start working formally, and their wages are calculated on a piece-by-piece basis.

There are still a few who need to wait a little longer because their skills are not qualified enough, but judging from this posture, it is estimated that it will be a month or so before they can catch up with the others.

The weather is getting warmer and the tea gardens are getting busy.

Baskets for drying tea leaves, mats, and bamboo baskets for picking tea are supposed to be durable goods that won’t wear out frequently, but the tea garden learned that the bamboo weaving workshop can weave waterproof suitcases, so they ordered a batch from the workshop. Waterproof bamboo box used to transport tea.

Although the tea leaves will be sealed in jars or wrapped in oiled paper for storage, these things will eventually be boxed for easy transportation.

Since we have to use boxes, we should simply use waterproof boxes made of bamboo. An extra layer of waterproofing can also provide an extra layer of insurance.

Although the tea here is not top-notch and expensive, but because of the clear river water here, the tea leaves nourished are full of fragrance. It is quite popular among mid-range tea, and the profit ratio is also very considerable.

So Steward Zhou is also willing to spend some more money on this guy to ensure the quality of the tea during transportation.

As for Zheng Ji, several orders came one after another.

Most of them are bamboo woven boxes for loading. Some require simple, strong and usable. It doesn’t matter if the appearance is a little rough, but the price is cheap enough.

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