The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 33 Stone House (1)
"Thank you master, my third brother will definitely live up to your expectations!" Yang Ziqian expressed his thanks in place of the third brother.

Both Yang Danian and Yueniang stayed there dumbfounded.

Yang Zisen simply pinched his thigh. This is a chance to learn from his master in a straightforward manner. The flesh on his leg hurts so much that he believes that this is not a dream.

A table of people, only the wife, happily drinking fish soup.

Yang Zimu, after all, the mind of a young man turns quickly. Seeing the master finished drinking a bowl, he quickly brought another bowl with both hands, "Master, please use it slowly!"

At this moment, their family is eager to worship the people above as Bodhisattvas.

What kind of meeting is this, there are so many good things recently, one by one, they are rushing to accept their own sons as apprentices, until late at night, when the whole family is asleep, Yang Danian is still in ecstasy.

Yang Ziqian couldn't sleep either.

The eldest brother farmed with his father; the second brother went to learn carpentry from a teacher; the third brother was also taught by his master, and he did well. He might also take the examination for talents, raise people or something, or become an official.

Thinking of the situation on TV where officials in the court are fighting each other, the so-called companionship is like companionship, forget it, forget it, you can't harm such a smart child, it's better not to be an official.

What should I do?
do business!
Yang Ziqian was taken aback by the three words that suddenly popped up in his mind.

Think about time-traveling texts, those time-traveling women are all good at making a fortune.Small things sell something, and then slowly sell prescriptions, mixing business and officialdom, wanting wind to win wind, and rain to rain.

Fortunately, I have been traveling for several months, and my food and clothing have not been solved. Even if I have the heart and business mind, I don't have the capital to do business.

God, time travel games don't have Yang Ziqian's style of play.

Looking at this wooden barrel-like house, listening to all kinds of snoring and talking in sleep, Yang Ziqian felt irritated.

She finally fell asleep, and at dawn, she wanted to cry again.

Yang Danian picks and picks the sun-dried and bitten millet to the owner surnamed Li and pays the rent. The rest are two baskets in the corner of the cabin.

Two baskets, by today's standards, are worth less than two hundred catties, which is the wages of Yang Danian and his son's hard work for a year!

Two baskets of millet are the seven members of this family. Even if Xiao Wuya can't eat it, at least it will be the entire ration of the six members of the family for the next year!

How do you survive these days!

Every time Yang Danian picks up a piece of millet to go to his boss, it hurts like cutting off a piece of meat from his body.

"Father, is our family also like this in previous years?" Looking at the only valuable two baskets of millet, Yang Ziqian couldn't help asking.

Nodding bitterly, Yang Danian didn't even have the courage to say "um".

No wonder the three meals a day are thin soup.

"Earlier, I thought about selling the millet and finding someone to build a few rooms. This is not worth much money!" Yang Danian looked back, seeing the enlightened expression in his daughter's eyes, shook his head and sighed!

"Father, we won't sell the millet anymore, let's fix the house ourselves!" Yang Ziqian decided, not waiting or relying on it, but still mobilizing the whole family, taking advantage of the harvest of millet and time, to build a few more houses.

"Okay, do it yourself!" He patted his daughter's head. Without these smart children, he didn't even have the courage to continue living.

"Father, we are repairing the stove this time. Look, the weather is so hot, and it's so hard for Mother to cook in the sun!" Under the scorching sun, Yueniang is still cooking soup and pancakes for lunch.His face was flushed red whether it was from the fire or the sun, and from time to time, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands.Here, it is still sunny, if it rains, the pot will have to be filled with natural rainwater while cooking; in the case of that downpour, it is simply impossible to operate.

Bah, bah, bah, what do you think about the downpour, one time is not enough, two times will not work.Yang Ziqian scolded himself for being troublesome in his heart.

"This stove is still a wooden house?" Yang Danian looked back at the small wooden house, such an exquisite wooden house can't stand the fire.However, the wall heads of sorghum poles have been used for several years, and the wood should be more durable.

"Father, let's cut trees first." Don't build a wooden house, and don't have the money to hire someone to build an earth wall?Cut down the trees, the right way is to cut down more trees.

Yang Zisen went down to the river to catch fish a long time ago because of his master's words, in order to invite him to eat more fish.He did it as if it were his proper profession.

Yang Danian took a machete, followed by his eldest son and fourth daughter, and went towards the back mountain.

This time, Yang Danian took them on a path that was not followed by ordinary people.He remembered that the trees over there were bigger, and there seemed to be camphor trees. The fourth girl said that she liked that kind of scented trees, and she planned to cut some back to make her a bed or something.

Climbing up the hill, along the way, cut down a lot of dense thorns and weeds.

"Father, how far is it?" Yang Ziqian was more worried, the road was far away, far away from the valley, even if there were good trees, father alone would not be able to carry them back.

"Hey, it's over there. Do you see that whitish place? The soil in that land is white, with neither grass nor trees growing, but some of the surrounding trees are camphor trees." In the distance, cheer up the fourth girl.

Alas, looking at it from a distance, it is still quite far when walking.Although it is in the woods and does not bask in the sun, climbing is also tiring.

wait!Pale dirt?What is that?The whitish soil that grows neither grass nor trees?

These words echoed in Yang Ziqian's mind, tightly, as if something was about to jump out, but he just couldn't grasp it.

Gotta go see it!

The wind is blowing under your feet, and you run fast.

"Girl, run slowly, in the woods in this summer, there will be insects growing in such dense grass!" Yang Danian saw his daughter rushing forward as if possessed by an evil spirit, and hurried forward, still machete to open the way, worried that her daughter would be injured .

Suddenly, the camphor tree that I was thinking about was thrown down on the white soil.

God, you finally opened your eyes.

A large expanse of white dust.

What is it?
limestone!
The corners of Yang Ziqian's eyes are wet, what kind of trees are he still cutting, what kind of cabins are being built.

With these powder stones, you can build a brick house!
Wait a minute, Brick, this thing seems to have to be fired fresh, and a big kiln has to be built. The key point is that she has never done that thing in her two lifetimes combined.What should be added in it?How to control the temperature of the fire?

No bricks!

Yang Ziqian's heart was in a daze, his eyes flicked around!

"Girl, what's the matter? Get up, the ground is so dirty, there are no trees to cover it, and it's hot. Go sit on the big rock in the woods and rest for a while. We'll go back together after we cut down the tree." Looking at her daughter, she was pleasantly surprised and turned around. As for the weeping little face, Yang Danian became more and more confused, probably, he bumped into something unclean.No, he is still kneeling and worshiping on this white land.I really shouldn't take children out in the middle of the day. Children with low yang energy are prone to mess with unclean things.It's easy to invite gods to send gods away, but if you really hit it, you have to find a fairy woman to send it off, which is good!

(End of this chapter)