The Little Days of the Great Landlord

Chapter 19 The Big Collection
Yang Ming returned to Zhengjia Village at around 4 o'clock in the morning. After returning home, without saying hello to Wei Qingqing and the others, he got into the west room and lay on the kang thinking about something.

"What does Aunt Zhang mean? Is it implying that I will lower the price? Impossible, they are not short of this money, they must earn more... That means someone really noticed me? But what's the use of paying attention? You don't know where I picked up the goods... If you come to me, I will definitely not tell them, who will tell others how they got the money? What if they use some black means? Qingqing arrests..." Thinking about it, Yang Ming felt a little creepy, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so ostentatious... It's useless. In this society, information is overflowing. What secrets can we keep? As long as you have money and power, he wants to investigate you, even your eight generations of ancestors, unless I don't sell it at all... But why? I sell my things if I want to sell them. ..."

Yang Ming suddenly sat up from the kang, and his mind entered the farm space.

"Yaya, in the labor menu of the 'sales system', are there any bodyguards for sale?" Yang Ming asked.

"Bodyguard?" Yaya was taken aback, "No? Bodyguards can't farm land. Harmony is the first principle of this product, and the master is not encouraged to use violence."

"What if someone attacks me? I can't pay it back? At least my personal safety should be guaranteed, right?" Yang Ming said.

"If the personal safety of the master is threatened, this product will activate the automatic master protection function."

"What if it's my family that's in danger?"

"There is no need to worry about this. The owner can raise high-quality livestock. For example, among the five animals on the earth, there are cows, sheep, dogs, chickens, and pigs. Among them, dogs are the best bodyguards and are the most loyal to their owners."

"What if the other party has a gun?" Yang Ming asked.

"This...in theory, you can use the sea of ​​dogs tactic..." Yaya said.

"In the sales system, are there any livestock like dogs?" Foreign monks can chant scriptures, and outsiders always carry a sense of mystery. Yang Ming feels that if there are dogs on alien planets, they must be better than those on Earth. Dogs are great.

"I can check..." Yaya began to check the menu of the sales system.

"Returning to the master, although there are livestock cubs on the menu, most of them are edible livestock that produce meat and milk, and they are not aggressive." Yaya said.

Since there is no one in the sales system, then wait until the market today and buy two at the market. If it doesn’t work, the big yellow dog in my hometown has given birth to nine cubs, so it’s okay to hold two. A little bit, Yang Ming said: "Forget it, Yaya, just plant some sweet potatoes and potatoes in the ground, and after three days, you can harvest 10 kilograms of each kind." There are still a lot of sweet potatoes and potatoes in the warehouse Yes, plus 10 kilograms, on the 10th day, it will be enough no matter what.

"No problem, although the land is a little tight, it can still be planted." Yaya said.

When he came out of the farm space, it was already bright outside, and Yang Ming didn't feel like going to sleep, so he put on his shoes and got off the kang, because he still had to pack the car for today's market.

Yang Ming went to the backyard with the walking tractor. The donkey cart in the shed was made of solid wood, two meters wide and five meters long. The whole body is made of huanghuali. It is so big that it can be sold for nearly ten million by the catty. The two big wheels are also made of huanghuali. The outer ring is wrapped with iron bars. The iron bars are like gears. , one pimple and one pimple, such wheels are dedicated to cars.

Yang Ming struggled to pull the donkey cart out of the shed, and placed the walking tractor in front of the car. On the rear tail of the walking tractor, there was a lock for connecting the plow and the carriage. Twist the lock to It is divided into single and double, which are used to pull single-shaft or double-shaft carts. Yang Ming made the lock into double shafts, fixed the shaft and lock of the donkey cart, and adjusted the height of the chassis of the donkey cart. It's flat.

I took a broom and cleaned the donkey cart, got some vegetable oil, and oiled the axles. A car without rubber tires must be bumpy, so I need to spread something on the car, preferably some firewood. , packed in a chicken skin bag, neatly stacked on the car, and covered with a thin quilt, so that people sit on it without bumping.

"Oh! You got up early enough, when did you come back last night..."

Yang Ming was about to find some firewood and some mats, but there was a voice behind him. He turned his head and saw that Mrs. Liu was coming out with a urinal and was emptying it out.

"Oh! I came back after four o'clock, and Mrs. Liu got up early too!" Yang Ming said.

"Yeah!" Aunt Liu took the urinal and emptied it in the toilet, then came to the side of the donkey cart, looked carefully, saw Yang Ming looking for things all over the world, and said, "What are you looking for?"

"I'll find a bag, stuff some firewood and put it on the donkey cart as a mat, or I'll die?"

"Can sacks be okay? I remember that there were several sacks in the wing room in the front yard, but there were no chicken skin bags. Thirty years ago, there were very few chicken skin bags. Even if there were, they would be rotten now. If you insist on chicken skin As for the bags, how many do we have at home, I’ll get them for you later, the firewood is at my door, you can tear it up as much as you need.”

"It's better to have sacks, those things are strong..." Yang Ming was overjoyed, and hurried to the front yard, and sure enough, he found several sacks from the wing room, all of which were brand new.

Firewood is all over the world. In the mountains, people mostly burn wood, and most of the firewood is to feed livestock. Although greenery is advocated these days, tree planting is advocated, and trees are not allowed to be cut down, people are still not keen on firewood. Firewood is too Xuan, once the fire is over, it won't last long if you only burn firewood.

Yang Ming packed three big sacks in a row, bulging, tied the mouth, carried them back to the backyard, stuffed them on the donkey cart, fixed them with ropes, then took out a thin quilt from the house, and spread it on it .

The breakfast was so hot last night. I cooked eight dishes last night. I left a lot and put them in the refrigerator. After breakfast, Yang Ming sat on the donkey cart and started the walking tractor. Huo then opened the back door and turned onto the gravel road. Four women, three big, one small, and one small, were already waiting at the front door, and the door was locked.

Wei Qingqing and Sun Fangfang both had shoulder bags on their arms, but Mrs. Liu had a small cloth bag on her arm.

"This car is weird enough. Let me see what you do when you turn a big bend!" Sun Fangfang laughed when she saw the shape of the donkey cart. Walking tractors don't have steering wheels. If there is a sharp turn, Yang Ming has to jump into the car.

"Isn't it easy?" Yang Ming said, pressing down on the steering rod, and slightly twisting it to the left, the tire actually made a 90-degree turn directly to the left.

"Advanced enough!" Sun Fangfang climbed into the car and sat down in the car. Wei Qingqing, Liu Sao, and Zheng Baoer also got into the car.

When someone sat in the car, the sack was directly crushed, trembling, and the shock absorption effect was stronger than that of a car.

"Have you brought any money?" Yang Ming asked.

"Bring it, I took all the zeros from the lockbox you brought back last night." Wei Qingqing said.

"Okay, let's go. You all hold the rope and don't fall." Yang Ming said, put the tractor in gear, and the donkey cart rushed out.

Majiagou is in a small valley, on the northwest side of Zhengjia Village, separated by several valleys. The narrowest part of these valleys is only 4 or 5 meters, and ordinary carts cannot pass through them.

Zhengjia Village is in Huaishu Township, but Majiagou is in Linxiang Datongzi Township. The reason why Majiagou can be gathered is because Majiagou raised funds from the village three years ago to build a road leading directly to the village. The transportation is quite convenient, so Majiagou gradually became richer.

Going to the market from Zhengjia Village to Majiagou is usually done through the valley, because there are many mountains in this area, if you take the road from Huaishu Township and Datongzi Township, the road is too far, and you have to go around several mountains, and, Because the mountain road is not easy to widen, there are often traffic jams on the road, which lasted for a long time. When we arrived at Majiagou, it was almost noon, and we were about to disperse.

There are quite a few people from Zhengjia village going to the market in Majiagou, most of them are driving donkey carts, but the wheels of others are all with rubber tires, and only Yang Ming's family is the only one with car wheels.

Along the way, surrounded by green hills and shaded by green trees, when Yang Ming drove to Majiagou, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning, and the Majiagou Fair was already crowded with people everywhere.

There is a special parking place on the set, and someone will show you, hang a card on your car, and then hold another card in your hand, with two identical numbers on it, match the cards when you leave , just pay another two yuan to see the fare. Yang Ming parked the car, got a sign, and took the four girls to the fair.

"The livestock market is at the far end! If you want to buy thatch, you can look for it at the tool stall..." Mrs. Liu is quite familiar with this place.

"Brother Gan, why don't you go buy thatch cloth, let's have some fun at the fair, and then let's meet up at the livestock market, how about that?" Sun Fangfang suggested, looking at the bustling scene of people next to each other.

If a group of people squeezed back and forth at the fair to buy something, there would be no fun today. After all the crowding, Yang Ming quickly responded: "Okay, you guys go and play, I'm going to buy thatch, let's Meet at the cattle market."

People go to the market with baskets on their shoulders. The baskets are made of packing bags, which are very strong. It’s just that it’s a bit rough when rubbing against people. Yang Ming wears short sleeves, so the effort has already been taken by this kind of baskets. Lace cut several white marks on his arm, this kind of thing is very common on the set, you are too embarrassed to argue with others, otherwise you will definitely get a blank stare: Why do you do such a thing?Two swipes can't kill anyone, and the little boy didn't say anything, so you are so embarrassed.

"Master, is there any thatch?" Yang Ming asked in front of a stall selling tools.

"What size is it?" The uncle didn't answer if it was, but asked what size it was.

"It's 5 meters square!" Yang Ming said.

"25! No bargaining..." The stall owner handed him a neatly folded thatch.

"..." Yang Ming quickly took out the money, then glanced at the stall again, "Master, how much is this clip?"

Clips are used by hunters to make traps. You can dig a shallow pit on the ground according to the size of the clip. Open the clip and carefully place it in the pit. According to the size of the clip, cut a piece of paper and spread it on it, and sprinkle a little sand on it. , cover the clips below, and it is best to arrange it in accordance with the external environment. If prey step on it, the legs are directly discounted, and some even put a dead mouse on it. In winter, some falcons are too hungry. It will come down to eat, and then get caught, and it will never run away again.

Some clips still have iron teeth on them, and once the clip is dropped, the flesh will be bloody.

"The big one is ten yuan, the small one is five yuan..."

"Are there any with teeth?" The traps on the stand are all made of thick wire, so that the caught prey is likely to break free.

"That stuff is so powerful, it's not allowed to be sold..."

"Then give me two big ones and two small ones!" Yang Ming said.

"30."

"Here's the money!" Yang Ming took out another 30 yuan.

"If there are any bad ones, come and exchange them with me in the next episode... I will always come to the episodes in Majiagou..." said the stall owner.

Also with after-sales service?

"Success! As long as it's broken, I'll replace it with you!" Yang Ming said.

"If you break it yourself, I won't guarantee a replacement..." The stall owner quickly added another sentence.

"to make!"

As Yang Ming said, he was about to leave, but the stall owner stopped him: "Hey, young man, when using the trap, remember to fasten the iron chain, otherwise the prey will take the trap away, the rope will not work, the prey Bite and break."

"Thank you uncle."

There is a constant flow of people on the Daji, and as the sun climbs higher and higher, there are more and more people.

In a blink of an eye, an old man with a small basket in front of him appeared in front of him. In the small basket were four or five black puppies.

"Master, are you selling these puppies?"

Yang Ming squatted by the small basket, looked at the puppies in the basket, and even grabbed their hind legs to look at the male and female.

There are five puppies, two males and three females, all of them are jet-black little stupid dogs, their jet-black fur is shiny, chubby, fat and cute, their eyes have been opened, they are blue and transparent, and the corners of their eyes still have Eye mucus, on the tip of the nose, is damp, which is a sign of health.

"Yeah!" The old man didn't say much, and nodded directly.

"Why don't you sell at the cattle market?"

"Stupid dog, it's not worth it, just sell it." A few little stupid dogs didn't expect it to sell for much money, as long as they can be sold, they can save food at home.

"How much is one?" Yang Ming asked.

"20."

"Come on, you don't have to stay here anymore, I'll wrap it up for you..." Yang Ming said, took out an old man's head from his pocket, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it and looked at it vigorously, sweating profusely on his head. He seldom touched banknotes with such a large denomination, so he would not be able to identify the authenticity of it.

"Master, have you seen the profile picture of this ****? You scratched his clothes with your nails, and you can feel the lines. It's probably true." Yang Ming pointed him out.

The old man scratched the collar, felt the lines, couldn't help laughing, and nodded repeatedly: "You said that, I just remembered, my daughter also told me how to tell the real from the fake, just scrape the collar."

The old man got Yang Ming a chicken skin bag, put all five puppies in it, and then went home happily with the basket on his back.

The sun had already climbed high, so Yang Ming started to walk towards the livestock market with the tarpaulin in his hands, the clip and the puppy.

Next to the livestock market, there are a few sellers of young chickens, ducks and geese. Most of these sellers store the cubs in baskets. The ducks and geese were put into cages, and they could only bend their bodies, unable to move. Maybe they sensed their next fate, and their calls were full of desolation.

There are several pigeon collectors beside them. In the cages, some are young pigeons with small awls, and some are old pigeons with big feathers. They are red, white, black, gray and yellow, in various colors. Some of them are chirping, some are They were grunting, and it was very lively. These pigeons are usually destined to be eaten.

Further there, there are livestock sellers, horses, cows, sheep, donkeys, dogs, pigs, rabbits and so on.

Wei Qingqing, Sun Fangfang, Mrs. Liu, and Zheng Baoer were bargaining around a chicken seller.

"What did you buy?" Wei Qingqing was the first to spot Yang Ming, and rushed to meet him, stuffed a bunch of candied haws into his mouth, took the chicken skin bag, and opened it curiously.

"Ah! It's a dog..." Wei Qingqing cried out in surprise, put the bag on the ground, and took out a puppy from it.

"What did you buy?" Yang Ming asked.

"Didn't buy anything? It's all food, candied haws, popcorn, and two donkeys rolling around, and the donkey meat is on fire. I left a portion for you." Wei Qingqing said.

"It's getting late, and we will gather at noon in a while. Let's buy a few chickens and ducklings and go home." Yang Ming said.

"Yeah!" Wei Qingqing put the puppy back into the chicken skin bag, rolled up the chicken skin bag with its mouth open, so as not to keep the puppy from getting bored in it, and then carefully picked it up.

"How do you little chicken know its male and female? How do we know if you have lied to us?" Sun Fangfang said to the stall owner selling chicken cubs.

"I'm not sure either! It's just luck!" The stall owner was also helpless, he was an amateur chicken dealer, and the chickens were all hatched by his own old hens, so he couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

"Let them take two steps on the ground and look at their footprints. The ones that walk straight are the males, and the ones that walk chaotically are the females." Mrs. Liu interjected.

"Success! You pick your own, our chicken is strong and not afraid of cold." said the stall owner.

ps: Ask for recommendation, ask for collection...

(End of this chapter)