The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

At this time, Yingbao said: Uncle Zhou, do you want to collect snow fungus? I still have snow fungus at home.

When Zhou Mao saw a baby boy trying to do business with him, he couldn't help but smile and said, Take it, of course.

How much does it cost per pound? Yingbao asked.

Zhou Mao pondered for a moment and said: If the quality is good, dried snow fungus is five hundred yuan per catty.

Ying Bao nodded her head and asked, Does Uncle Zhou keep collecting them? Will he stop giving them away if there are too many?

Zhou Mao said seriously: It is indeed possible. Our business has to ship the goods it receives. If the supply exceeds demand, it will naturally not be accepted.

Oh. Thank you, Uncle Zhou, I understand.

After coming out of Fulifeng Trading Company, Jiang Sanlang was the only one who was unhappy, while the others were in high spirits.

After negotiating the purchase price, we can start to do something big when we get back. How can it not be exciting?

Even if it was sold only once, it would be enough for their family to live happily for many years.

Jiang Sanlang drove his donkey cart past several shops and went in to buy a lot of daily necessities. He also bought the Four Treasures of the Study and calligraphy books for his daughter.

I bought several more pieces of cloth.

Now that I have earned money, I need to buy some new clothes for my family and live a good life.

When passing by another blacksmith shop, Jiang Sanlang bought a few farm tools, a few sickles, and a new iron pot.

To buy iron farm tools, you need to register your household registration. Jiang Sanlang took out the household registration he prepared to register with the principal, and paid the iron tax.

After leaving the city gate, the donkey cart went much faster. The three brothers were talking and laughing in the cart, discussing how to plant golden ears in the future.

Along the hundred-mile journey, a donkey struggled to pull a cart of people, resting several times along the way and feeling extremely tired.

Yingbao fed the donkey a handful of Wudingzhi while it was eating grass and drinking water, which made it cheer up again.

It was not until dark that five people and one donkey arrived home.

When he returned to his old house, Jiang Cheng didn't return the cart because it was too late. After unloading the cart, he held a bundle of grass to feed the donkey.

Suddenly, I noticed that this guy was in high spirits. He didn't look like he was running two hundred miles a day, which was a bit abnormal.

Jiang Cheng touched the donkey's head and muttered: Is there something wrong? Normally, after running twenty miles, it would foam at the end of the face, but today it's strange.

The donkey snorted at him, raised its head and brayed, its big eyes tilted in the direction where Ying Bao disappeared.

Speaking of Yingbao, when she got home, she ran to see her younger brother and gave her a bag of cakes, The shopkeeper said, this is the easiest to digest. It can be given to the baby, and my mother will eat it too.

Chun Niang took it with a smile, My baby is the best. Your father went to the county town and didn't buy anything for our three mothers.

Ying Bao: Dad bought some cloth for my mother and brother. It looks good. I'll move it back soon.

Jiang Sanlang not only bought cloth for his own family, but also for his parents, eldest brother, sister-in-law, nephews and nieces. The second brother's family was also left behind.

It’s just that no one in Jiang Erlang’s family knows how to make clothes, so they put them in the big room and ask his sister-in-law to help make them.

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Sanlang entered the house holding three pieces of cloth.

The cloth is smooth and bright, with a texture and color not found in cloth shops in town.

Also placed on the cloth were two books for Ying Bao, a copybook, a stack of paper, two brushes, an inkstone, and several ink sticks.

Putting down his things, he took out three ingots of silver from the bag on his waist and handed them to his wife.

He picked up his son, whom he hadn't seen for a day, smelled the fragrance, and said with a smile: I told my parents that we will go to the kiln in a few days to order a batch of bricks and tiles. After the summer harvest, we will renovate the house and put up the courtyard wall. Once you build it up, you won’t have to worry about people sneaking in in the future.”

A few days ago, some bastard kid sneaked into the bamboo shed in the middle of the night, stole a golden ear from a mulberry tree, and tore several of them off, making Jiang Sanlang very angry.

Later, Jiang Sanlang simply slept in a bamboo shed, and no one came over.

When Ying Bao, who was reading a book, heard that her father was going to build a house, she immediately ran over, raised her head and said seriously: Dad, don't build a house.

Jiang Sanlang was stunned and asked: Why don't you build a house, Bao'er? Isn't it good for us to live in a big house? We will build a big yard in the future, and you and your brother will each have spacious rooms to live in.

No! Yingbao grabbed her father's sleeve and said firmly: If there's a flood, the house will be knocked down. Dad, let's not build a house here. Let's build it in Nanshan. There won't be a flood there. .”

Jiang Sanlang was a little surprised.

I was surprised how my daughter said this.

Yes, in previous summers, the water levels in rivers did rise, and sometimes they would overflow into farmland, but how did a little kid know such things?

How did Bao'er know that there would be a flood? Chun Niang asked, feeling uneasy.

She had always believed in the rumors in the village and believed that the little girl was somewhat spiritual, so she paid special attention to what Ying Bao said.

Yingbao's eyes flashed and she said, I was dreaming that there would be a flood here, flooding the village, and knocking down all the houses, including Grandpa Muramasa's house.

The houses in Muramasa are all made of blue bricks and blue tiles, and it is impossible for ordinary floods to destroy them.

Chun Niang and Jiang Sanlang were speechless.

The two of them looked at each other, their expressions a little solemn.

Jiang Sanlang put down his son, squatted down and looked at his daughter, Bao'er, have you ever told anyone about these things?

Yingbao shook her head.

Jiang Sanlang: Then you can't tell others in the future, you know?

Yingbao nodded.

Tell your parents, when will the flood come? Jiang Sanlang asked again.

Ying Bao bit her finger and thought for a while, I don't know.

Jiang Sanlang:

Chun Niang touched her daughter's little head and said softly: Bao'er, tell me why you want to build a house in Nanshan?

Yingbao's eyes lit up, and she started talking and gesticulating, Go and build a house in Nanshan. We can plant a lot of apple trees there. The deer will also have a place to graze. Let's build a big house and a big yard. Dad will plant There’s also a place for golden ears.”

Jiang Sanlang scratched his forehead and felt that what his daughter said made sense.

Yes, Nanshan is a vast land, and part of my Yongye field is also there. If you want to build a house, you don't have to worry about not having enough space.

As for the house tax and field tax that should be paid, you can make money by growing golden ears yourself, and you can fully afford to pay various taxes.

Moreover, the fields in Nanshan are barren, so it doesn’t matter whether they are planted or not. Many families have abandoned them because they can’t even harvest the seeds.

However, there are also disadvantages to living in Nanshan, that is, it is far away from the village. If my family really moves there, it may not be safe.

Chun Niang, Jiang Sanlang asked his wife, If we go to Nanshan to build a house, is it really possible? Is it too remote?

Chun Niang frowned.

She had no idea either.

Jiang Sanlang sighed and muttered: It would be great if the eldest and second brothers also went to build houses there.

As more people live there, safety issues are solved. Nanshan is undoubtedly the safest place to live, at least there is no need to worry about flooding.

In fact, Nanshan is not a mountain. It is just a bumpkin hillside with many cultivated fields and many wild bamboo forests.

However, because the cultivated fields were not maintained well, they became more and more barren year by year, and many people abandoned farming and fled to the fields.

There is a natural water pond there. Although it is not big, it is enough for the daily life of several families. If the pond is expanded and rainwater accumulates over time, it may even be able to use water for irrigation.

Thinking about it this way, maybe it would be good to build a house in Nanshan, at least to avoid the flood that my daughter dreamed about.

Otherwise, I'll go discuss it with my parents and eldest brother tomorrow. Moving and building a house is no small matter. Not only does he have to get his parents' consent, but he also needs Muramasa's nod.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, before Jiang Sanlang could go to the front yard, Jiang Dalang, Jiang Erlang and Jiang Laohan came carrying mulberry pieces.

Sanlang, can we divide the plants today?

Jiang Dalang had already built a bamboo shed in his yard, and he only waited for Sanlang to finish his work before dividing the bacteria.

Okay! Jiang Sanlang had this intention, and quickly took his brother into the bamboo shed and taught them step by step how to divide and plant plants and how to sprinkle water.

Jiang Dalang planted a hundred plants, and Jiang Erlang also planted a hundred plants.

Old Man Jiang only planted twenty plants, hoping to earn some pocket money for himself.

The day passed in the busyness.

Jiang Sanlang was busy for two days and forgot to mention that he was going to build a house in Nanshan.