Farmers have space: open wasteland and set up stalls to farm

Chapter 147
The cloth bag thrown by Mu Yanchen, Yang Hu subconsciously dodged to the side, and the cloth bag was caught by Su Bingyuan next to him.

Seeing Mu Yanchen get into the carriage, Yang Hu leaned over and asked, "What's inside?"

Just now the master threw the two of them in the restaurant, and went out by himself. When he came back, he brought a cloth bag and asked him what it was, so he just threw it to them casually now?
"Why do you want this thing? We don't have any women on the mountain! This is to..."

Seeing that there were a bunch of wooden hairpins wrapped in the cloth bag, Yang Hu casually said something puzzled, and saw Su Bingyuan glaring at him next to him, so he didn't say the following words.

At this time, a cold voice came from the carriage behind them, "Take it back to make a fire."

Yang Hu: "..."

light a fire?There are branches and dead grass everywhere in the mountains, and you still need to buy hairpins to live. I really don't understand what the master thinks?Isn't this a waste of money?
When Yang Hu couldn't figure it out, Su Bingyuan, who was driving the carriage with him beside him, said these two words that people couldn't understand.

"This opportunity is created by myself. Sometimes I have something on my mind, so I can't just think about it and act on it. It's like fighting a war. You have to work hard. If you procrastinate, you can only... forget it."

Hearing Su Bingyuan say that the war was procrastinating, he could only forget it.Yang Hu on the side disagreed,

Although he can't understand a few big characters, he has fought a lot of battles. He procrastinates during the battle. Sometimes it is a strategy. Even if he fails, he is defeated. How can he forget it?
Hearing that there was no more sound from the carriage behind, Yang Hu looked at Su Bingyuan beside him, and was about to ask, but was stared back by the old man.

Finally, he picked up the bamboo hat next to him and put it on his head, and drove the carriage forward with Su Bingyuan without making a sound.

Here, Lian Zhi and Lian Jifa, mother and son, were sitting in the carriage, chatting and laughing, and when they saw a carriage with a canopy rushing past, they turned their heads and took a second look.

Lian Daguang's wife saw that Lianzhi was interested in the carriage, so she said a few more words to her,

"That kind of carriage is really rare in our town. Only rich and noble families from other places can make that kind of carriage."

Hearing his mother comment on the carriage in front, even Jifa on the side also said a few words,

"That's right! The tent of the carriage is rainproof and windproof. Most people can't afford to sit on it. They are all horses raised by rich families, and the people who drive the carriages are usually servants of their own families."

Lian Zhi nodded thoughtfully, and looked at the carriage in front, she will definitely buy one like this in the future...

Because Lian Jifa had paid the money for the round trip in advance, the carriage pulled them to the entrance of the alley just like in the morning.

Lian Jifa helped Lian Zhi to carry the basket back home before returning home. As soon as Lian Zhi entered the room, Aunt Lian muttered and looked at her and asked feigned anger,

"Didn't I tell you girl? Don't waste money, don't waste money! Why is this basket full again? Tell me what you bought again?"

"hey-hey……"

Lianzhi smiled at Aunt Lian, first took out the copper coins for selling mushrooms and put them aside, she had to check them out and distribute them to the people in the village.

"Ma'am, you can't nag me this time. Everything I bought is useful. Don't look at what is there. Listen to me tell me what is the use of these things. It's not too late for you to nag me!"

(End of this chapter)