Chapter 580 Chapter 581 Pig Hair Order
Ming Hong said: "Why, can't bear it?"

Chibu didn't make a sound, and after a while, he said softly, yes.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ming Hongyan's mouth.

"It's been more than a year since the days of comfort and peace, but there are still many things to do now, so I can't just stay here forever."

Chibu recalled the old days, and his mood was very different from when he first arrived.

At first, he still disliked that this is a rural place, and there are troublemakers.

Now, I feel that this place is simple and harmonious, and I am really reluctant to part with it.

Ming Hongyan went to the rattan chair under the tree and sat on it.

Feeling the night breeze, he withdrew his gaze from looking at Yinyue.

"Everyone wants to live a comfortable life, but they all have to pay the price. Whether it's outside or inside, there are a bunch of people who are staring at them. They must be cleaned up before they can rest for a while."

Red belly: "I don't know how long this day will be."

Ming Hongyan shook his head lightly.

"I am also not certain."

Not sure if it will be successful, not sure how long it will take if it is successful.

What can be determined is only what you can do with your own ability, and you can only do your best.

Neither the master nor the servant spoke any more.

They waited to pack up, the time was up, and then they left here without a sound.

In Zhaojia'ao, when it was the coldest morning, Chen Moying was shivering even after she got out of bed.

He ran to Zhao's house, found the window of Zhao Yuanle's room, and tapped it lightly twice.

"Are you up?"

Zhao Yuanle sat up from the bed: "I'm awake now, wait, pack it up right away, and leave later."

Quickly packed up the things, then drove the tricycle out, and the two of them reached the main road.

Wu Lin's parents were already waiting by the roadside, and they were still carrying things prepared for Wu Lin.

Zhao Yuanle helped them put the things in, and carried Wulin's mother into the back of the tricycle.

Zhao Yuanle: "You guys also get up so early?"

The old man in the afternoon: "Old man, it's nothing to doze off, I can't fall asleep."

Zhao Yuanle fixed things and sat in the driver's seat.

"I'm going to drive, sit down."

The tricycle drove up, and the early morning wind felt cool on his face.

Chen Moying put down the front windshield and wrapped her clothes tightly.

Zhao Yuanle paid attention to his movements.

"Are you cold? Do you want me to put your clothes on for you?"

Chen Moying shook her head: "Forget it then."

At this time, he suddenly thought of something and looked at the dark front.

He has doubts.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Zhao Yuanle paused.

Can she say that she can see everything clearly in the dark?

Without thinking too much, Zhao Yuanle turned on the street light.

"I almost forgot."

Chen Moying: "Your eyes are pretty good, I have to turn on the lights at night when I get up at night."

Zhao Yuanle was reminded.

She: "By the way, your house has been connected to my power line. Take the time to settle the electricity bill."

Chen Moying: "Yes..."

He forgot about it.

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

"Are you kidding me? You only have a few electric lights, how much electricity can you use, and that's only a few dollars.

Besides, now I don't have to pick coal by myself, I can just drive a car, and I don't care so much about the electricity bill. "

Chen Moying shrank her body and hid in Zhao Yuanle's side.

"In another month, it shouldn't be cold in the morning."

And in two months, his crops will also be in the acceptance stage, and his various experiments will also produce results.

Listening to what the two said, the old man sighed, "Don't be too hot and dry this year, it was too dry last year."

Zhao Yuanle: "I hope."

I hope that the trees she let these people plant will not be used at least this year.

The tricycle drove into the county and stopped on the road in front of Qingye Hall.

No one in the courtyard was asleep, and the sound of moving things could be heard.

The sound of several people knocking on the door was very clear, and soon someone came to answer the door.

Zhao Yuanle drove the tricycle in, parked it, and several people got off the tricycle and walked over there.

The living room is brightly lit with candles.

Ming Hongyan saw the people coming and got up to greet them.

Chen Moying walked up to Ming Hongyan, looking like he was about to say a thousand words.

Ming Hongyan had a look that he already understood.

Zhao Yuanle stood aside, looked at the two of them, and nodded silently.

After thinking about it, Wu Lin's parents decided to salute.

Seeing this, Ming Hongyan hurried forward to help the two old people up.

"No need."

The old man in the afternoon was still carrying something, he looked at the nobleman in front of him, hesitant to speak.

Ming Hong knew it, he beckoned, and came over naked, leading the two old men to Wulin.

There were three people left in the hall, and Zhao Yuanle sat on the side, listening to Chen Moying and Ming Hongyan talking.

Chen Moying told Ming Hongyan to pay attention to safety.

Ming Hong asked Chen Moying to take care of her health.

Chen Moying gave her a stack of bank notes, saying that she wanted Ming Hongyan to do what she wanted to do.

Ming Hongyan accepted the stack of bank notes without hesitation, asked about the success of Chen Moying's experiment, and cheered him on, encouraging him to also do something he likes.

Zhao Yuanle watched from the side, and she suddenly felt that she was flashing, like a big [-]-watt light bulb.

In this scene, should she go first, avoid it, or leave.

After the two of them finished talking, Chen Moying looked at Zhao Yuanle: "Lele, please say a few words."

Zhao Yuanle: "Well...how about you continue to say a few words, I haven't decided what parting thoughts I want to express yet."

Ming Hongyan smiled softly: "I never thought that you would come to see me off."

Zhao Yuanle: "Because I have something to give you."

Ming Hong said, "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanle took out the jade pendant, his eyes fixed on the bank note in Ming Hongyan's hand.

"Now, do you have the money to redeem?"

Ming Hong said: "..."

Chen Moying looked at the jade pendant, tilted her head slightly, and recalled something.

Maybe it's time to leave, Ming Hongyan is being generous today.

He put the banknote in front of Zhao Yuanle.

"Choose one yourself."

Zhao Yuanle let out a wow, rushed over excitedly, and chose a suitable denomination among a pile of banknotes.

Three hundred silver dollars, the price of conscience, no tricks.

Holding the banknote, Zhao Yuanle said with emotion: "You know what, I just like the way you don't treat money as money, and you don't care how much you let others take."

Chen Moying: "?"

If he remembers correctly, this is his?

He even saved up pocket money to give it?

Ming Hongyan put away the bank notes, but did not take back the jade pendant.

Zhao Yuanle: "You don't want the jade pendant anymore?"

Ming Hong said: "Keep it for yourself, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

Three hundred silver dollars for nothing?

Chen Moying was at the side, with a resentful expression: "This is all my money."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hey, hello big money."

Chen Moying: "Not a local tyrant anymore?"

Zhao Yuanle: "You are not local. The word local tyrant is inappropriate. Let's call it rich."

Chen Moying had a look of disgust on her face: "The word "feeling..." It looked even more earthy, and it looked particularly unintelligent.

After Zhao Yuanle laughed, he still took out his things.

"After all, I'm here to see you off, so I still have to get something. I don't have any money, but I have something."

Zhao Yuanle took out his hat.

"Courtesy is light and affection is heavy."

When Ming Hongyan saw the hat, he recognized it immediately. He took it, felt Mao's touch, and nodded.

"I didn't expect the quality of pig hair to be very good."

Zhao Yuanle: "Besides, they still have a hair-growing cycle. They can be harvested once every three months, and they can be harvested four times a year."

Ming Hong said, "That's faster than raising sheep and growing cotton."

Zhao Yuanle nodded happily.

"Yeah, this is really a good thing."

Chen Moying: "Do you know how to knit sweaters?"

Zhao Yuanle: "This is a hat, not a sweater. This is much simpler, but a sweater is more difficult."

Chen Moying: "Teach me another day."

He's quite interested in this.

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay."

Ming Hongyan put away his hat and said thank you.

After a while, Chibu brought the old couple of Wu's family over.

The thing in Wu old man's hand is still there, judging by his expression, he is afraid that Wu Lin will be angry again.

Wu Linniang sighed.

"This child, really..."

It will never change.

The two of us came all the way to see him and bid him farewell, but he didn't take any notice of him, and he didn't like what he gave, really...

The old man in the afternoon looked very unhappy, and he asked Zhao Yuanle: "Lele, when did you leave?"

Zhao Yuanle looked at Ming Hongyan.

Ming Hong said: "It's coming soon, pack up and leave."

Chen Moying: "Leave directly?"

Ming Yan looked at the sky and said, "Let's go before dawn."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's pretty good. When we walked, the road ahead seemed dark, but the more we walked, the brighter it became."

Ming Hongyan raised the corners of his eyes slightly.

"Then I will lend you a good word."

The door of Qingye Hall opened, and Ming Hongyan got into a four-wheeled cart, followed by a red belly.

Wu Lin sat alone in the carriage.

Because he hates the smell of gasoline.

Zhao Yuanle stood by the side of the road and waved to Wu Lin in the carriage.

"When you go outside, don't be so picky, the conditions are no longer allowed."

Wu Lin: "Okay."

After speaking, he turned his head back.

Zhao Yuanle looked over, and in the dimness and cool morning mist, the pedestrian's footprints slowly disappeared.

She sighed, and then drove her tricycle out.

After getting in the car, Zhao Yuanle asked Chen Moying, "You've all come to the county, why don't you go home and have a look?"

Chen Moying shook her head: "Hurry up and drive, lest my mother find out."

Zhao Yuanle smiled, lit the ignition, stepped on the accelerator, and started the car.

When they returned to the village, their genius was dim.

The four of them went back to their homes.

After returning home, Zhao Yuanle had breakfast.

Female worker Wen was sweeping the floor aside, she looked at Zhao Yuanle, she hesitated to speak.

Zhao Yuanle: "What's wrong?"

Worker Wen: "Did you go out this morning?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, go see someone off."

Ms. Wen hesitated a little, but said, "I heard someone calling you."

Zhao Yuanle paused, she knew what Ms. Wen was thinking.

"Well, don't worry, it's nothing, we're all friends."

Seeing such an answer, Ms. Wen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She didn't want to ask more questions, but was simply worried about Zhao Yuanle's reputation.

Zhao Yuanle didn't care about fame.

But, she didn't expect that Ming Yan's reputation in Bailing County could be so good.

The people in the county didn't know that Ming Hongyan had left until the second day. In the next few days, people in the streets and alleys were all praising Ming Hongyan, and others were reluctant to leave Ming Hongyan, regretting his departure.

These are what Zhao Yuanle heard from the post station.

On the wooden table, there were a few teacups, and a person was talking about the power of this noble man, Ming Huiyan, and his deeds when he went to the battlefield when he was young.

Blow him into a genius god of war.

Zhao Yuanle was listening beside him, but couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The man looked over.

"Miss Zhao, I know you are good, but being good alone is different from being a good general. You can beat a hundred people by yourself, but you may not be able to lead ten people to defeat a thousand people."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then I'll just beat down all the thousand people on the opposite side, or that's it."

Everyone also laughed out loud.

Zhao Ercheng came over and patted Zhao Yuanle on the shoulder.

"Stop bragging, can you hit a thousand? Are you a god? Are you a martial god?"

Zhao Yuanle hummed twice: "It's hard to say if you don't need other weapons."

If it was pure hand-to-hand combat, she felt that she could still give it a try.

At this time, a businessman with a bag came.

He holds a ball of white pig hair yarn.

"Miss Zhao, you are sure that the future products will have this level. If there are, I will place an order for you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Absolutely. After four months, I promise to give you two hundred catties of goods."

She found out yesterday that the female wool pig is pregnant and will give birth in one month. After three months, this batch of piglets will be able to produce wool.

Based on the calculation that a pig can produce [-] catties of wool, after deducting the loss in the middle, there must be goods of [-] catties.

The businessman thought about the time and nodded, "I'll come back in four months. Remember to sell it to me."

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't worry, I am the most trustworthy person."

Some people around curiously asked this person for pig hair and wool.

The merchant showed them the wool.

After everyone watched it, they collectively praised it.

"This hair is really good."

"Yes, such a ball is quite light, not like ox hair, dead and heavy."

Zhao Yuanle was a little apprehensive: "No, I don't even look at who raised the pigs. The quality of this hair can definitely be sold at a high price."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuanle's eyes blinked.

Yes...you can go to the high-end industry...

The quality of these pig hairs is good, and they are still rare, so why take the cheap route, isn't it good to sell them at a high price?Isn't it more fragrant to earn rich people's money?
The businessman here smiled.

"It's good, but the nobles like to use famous products, and they are willing to try it first if they make the name famous.

I was thinking, try to make some Rishan this year. "

Zhao Yuanle: "What are you doing Li Shan? Make blankets!"

Businessman: "Blanket?"

Zhao Yuanle: "That's right, blankets, make the patterns look better and sell them in big places."

Businessman: "But..."

Zhao Yuanle: "Trust me, I will give you some pig hair when the time comes, and you can show them for comparison. Rare things are more expensive. Generally, people who are willing to buy this kind of blankets are not short of money."

Everyone has to wear clothes, and everyone has to buy them, but this kind of carpet should be bought only if they have some wealth.

(End of this chapter)

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