After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 120
This time the dried roses were only five or six catties, so the steaming time was much shorter, and only two bowls came out in the end.

Zhao Yuanle estimated that these two bowls should be able to get a bottle of pure dew and no more than four drops of essential oil.

The pure dew can be sold directly, but the essential oil may have to be accumulated several times before it can be sold.

That is to say, this time it can be regarded as a silver dollar profit at most.

After getting this result, Zhao Yuanle was inevitably a little bit disappointed.

Only one silver dollar...

She must be taking time to develop other side jobs.

And this day, she was busy.

Lying on the bed after washing, Zhao Yuanle fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

At dawn in the morning, she was awakened by the sunlight.

Zhao Yuanlan next to him was still sleeping.

Zhao Yuanle got up, put on his clothes and shoes, went into the kitchen, and found that He Ju had already made breakfast again, and hot water was boiling on the stove.

He Ju: "Wake Xiaolan up after you wash your face. Today we're going to pick up Qingming vegetables."

Zhao Yuanle came alive.

"Want to find out how to eat Ming dumplings?"

He Ju nodded: "The time is right now, and the Qingming vegetables will bloom in a few days, and it won't taste good when it's made."

Zhao Yuanle had just finished being happy, and suddenly remembered that he had to herd pigs, and couldn't help sighing.

"I want to herd pigs and cut pig grass, so I can't go."

He Ju said in the tone of a person who came here: "I told you not to feed, and you still have to feed five. Now I think you are locked up, and you won't want to go out to play this year."

Zhao Yuanle: "I will train them to go out to graze on their own, from dawn to dusk."

He Ju sneered.

She felt that if this was the case, these pigs should not be called pigs, but monkeys.

After the family had breakfast, He Ju carried a basket and asked Zhao Yuanlan to go out with her.

Zhao Sancheng picked up the hoe again and wanted to go out.

Zhao Yuanle: "Why does third uncle work every day?"

Zhao Sancheng smiled: "That's right, I have to look at the fields and the soil, and I have to pull the grass every few days. But I'm not too busy today, so the cows can be herded together."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then I just have to herd the pigs."

Zhao Ercheng on the bed: "Where's Yao'er?"

Yaoer also nodded.

"And me?"

He looked at his head and looked at several people.

He Ju: "Then Xiaolan stays in the house to watch Yao'er."

Zhao Yuanlan: "I want to pick up Qingming dishes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then let me see, Yao'er is good anyway."

He Ju glared at Zhao Yuanlan angrily, "Then Lele, take Yao'er well, remember to keep the pigs here in the village."

After hearing this, Yao'er happily ran over and hugged Zhao Yuanle's thigh.

"it is good!"

Zhao Yuanle patted Yao'er's head, now she is going to put six.

Feeling deeply lonely, Zhao Ercheng sighed.

"It's me again."

He reflected on himself now, why didn't he escape the corner of the bull at that time.

Zhao Yuanle carried the sling on his back and held Yao'er's little hand, followed by a row of little piglets.

Yaoerren has short legs, and was hit several times by little black pigs who were too late to brake.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle immediately hugged Yao'er.Yao'er now lay directly on Zhao Yuanle's shoulder to look at a row of piglets.

He looked at it for a while, then asked in a milky voice, "Sister, why are white pigs afraid of black pigs?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Because the black pig is a local pig, it discriminates against foreign pigs."

Yao'er scratched her ear and asked, "Sister, what is discrimination?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Look down on it, I always feel that that person is bad, even though he is not like that."

Yao'er listened and said oh.

Zhao Yuanle felt that Yao'er probably didn't understand.

However, she felt that the little piggy today was much more harmonious than yesterday, at least the little black pig allowed the little white pig to follow behind it.

As usual, Zhao Yuanle brought the little piglet to Widow Yu.

The pigweed here is still plump at the moment, maybe let her pigs eat it for less than a month, and then it will become sparse.

Today's widow Yu is at home.

When Zhao Yuanle arrived holding Yao'er, she was drying clothes.

Widow Yu thought it was Zhao Yuanle who had come, but when she looked closely at Zhao Yuanle who was still holding a young child, she became nervous all of a sudden.

She brought out a bamboo chair and specially brought a small bench.

Zhao Yuanle greeted Widow Yu, put down the backrest and sat on the bamboo chair, and put Yao'er on the small bench.

"Aunt Yu, so you have wooden stools at home."

Widow Yu smiled.

"It's rarely used. I wiped it with a clean veil just now. It's just for your brother to sit on."

Yao'er blinked and looked at the widow Yu.

This woman was too strange to him.

It can be said that I have never seen it.

Widow Yu has never met Yao'er, but she knows that this is Zhao Yuanle's younger brother.

Seeing Yao'er staring at her, Widow Yu smiled awkwardly, just like when Zhao Yuanle took the initiative to talk to her.

Zhao Yuanle: "Yao'er, called Auntie."

Yao'er obediently called her auntie.

Widow Yu quickly agreed, then stood up, froze in place for a while, then hurried into the room, and came out with a rattle after a while.

"Here, take it and play."

Yao'er looked at Zhao Yuanle, and took the rattle after receiving Zhao Yuanle's eyes, and then said thank you, auntie.

Zhao Yuanle saw the rattle, the surface of the drum was painted, the edges were painted red, and the wooden handle was carved.

Yao'er picked up the rattle and twirled it, and the sound of the drum caught the attention of the little piggies for a moment, but soon the little piggies buried themselves in eating again.

Widow Yu couldn't help but ask, "Why do you still have to look after your baby when you mow pigweed?"

Zhao Yuanle: "My brother is obedient. Anyway, I don't want to worry about those pigs. He is playing by the side. I cut pig grass, it doesn't matter."

Widow Yu: "Let me cut it for you, I just have nothing to do."

Zhao Yuanle nodded, and cut pigweed with Widow Yu.

While cutting and cutting, Zhao Yuanle suddenly remembered yesterday, and asked, "You weren't home yesterday?"

Widow Yu: "Oh, I went to the bamboo forest behind."

Zhao Yuanle: "Are you looking for bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest?"

Widow Yu shook her head: "This bamboo is moso bamboo, and there are no bamboo shoots. I have seen bamboo fungus before. I picked it and dried it and sold it for some money."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, do bamboo suns make money?"

Widow Yu: "It's expensive to make money, and it's sold for one tael after drying. It's delicious when you put some in the soup."

Yao'er held the rattle and shook it occasionally. In fact, what he wanted to play most was the straight slingshot of his two sisters.

Seeing that Yao'er was a bit bored, Zhao Yuanle said, "Yao'er, look, here are some Qingming dishes, pick them up for my sister."

Yao'er walked to Zhao Yuanle's side, stretched out his little hands, raised his buttocks, and picked up Qingming dishes.

Widow Yu looked at Yao'er tenderly.

"He's so smart, fast-talking, and organized."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's because we often tease him, that's what Xiaowa is like, if you tease him often, you will be smart."

(End of this chapter)