After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Chapter 69 Be Careful

The imperial guards came in menacingly, pouring into Wen Yanpei's mansion like a tide.

Wen Yanpei's face was pale, and he hurried to check the situation without caring about his fainted wife and panicked daughter.

I saw the queen's elder brother Xiao Weiliang walking among the guards with a smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, pacing leisurely, looking around at the scenery of Wen Mansion, as if walking in a garden.

"Commander Xiao, what do you mean by suddenly bringing someone into the lower official's compound?" Wen Yanpei went forward to greet him first, and asked.

Xiao Weiliang looked at the person coming with a contemptuous expression. "Physician Wen, you are so courageous that you dare to deceive the Holy Majesty and take the king's life as a trifling matter."

He straightened his sleeves and chuckled lightly: "The Holy Majesty ordered us to take you into the prison and wait for the Ministry of Criminal Interrogation."

Wen Yanpei only felt a buzzing in his head, and the voice in his ears seemed to be far away, "Why? The official just came back from the palace, and the sage asked his subordinates to supervise the medicinal materials..."

Xiao Weiliang sneered, "I am also acting according to orders, and I don't know the other reasons. If Dr. Wen has anything to say, go to the court of the Ministry of Punishment."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the imperial guards rushed over, restrained Wen Yanpei from left to right, and put chains on his neck and wrists.

"No! Commander Xiao, you heard from the official that the empress really asked the official to urge the medicine, no, no, the medicinal material has already been delivered, and it will arrive in a few days. The official swore that he will definitely cure the king. "

Wen Yanpei anxiously explained over and over again: "Commander Xiao, this official didn't lie to His Majesty, he could really heal the Dai Wang, please report back to Grand Master Xiao, it seems that in the past..."

"Shut up, I don't want to listen to nonsense."

Xiao Weiliang interrupted him impatiently, and ordered the imperial guards: "Shut his mouth."

A guard stooped to take off Wen Yanpei's shoes, tore off his tabby socks, and stuffed them into Wen Yanpei's mouth.

Wen Yanpei struggled desperately: ... woo woo woo...

Hundreds of miles away, Wen Hengchuan was rushing towards the capital at high speed, and several servants on horseback followed closely behind him, all of them were miserable.

Running all the way, everyone's thighs were worn out, and they didn't even have a chance to apply medicine. I don't know why the eldest son is in such a hurry.

Not to mention the ups and downs of Wen's family thousands of miles away, Dongchen Village of Chuanhe Town ushered in a bumper harvest.

Of course, this is not a bumper harvest of grain, but a bumper harvest of golden fungus.

Today, among the 28 households in Dongchen Village, ten households have planted golden fungus and white fungus.

These include Wang Ke's family, Li Dayong's Li Eryong's family, Wang's second aunt's family, the village chief Chen Sanyou's three sons and the family of the patriarch Chen.

There are also a few families, all of which are relatively difficult in the village. When buying the fungus, they bought the fungus on credit with Jiang Sanlang, saying that they would pay back the debt together with the money from the sale of the golden ears.

This is also the last harvest this autumn, and everyone is looking forward to it.

The villagers who didn't make an appointment for the fungus last time are also gearing up now, waiting secretly at the door of Jiang Sanlang's house, and when they see him coming back, they immediately surround him.

"Sanlang, it's my home this time, I told you last time."

"Brother Jiang San, it's my turn. This time it's my family's turn."

"And me, I have waited twice."

The villagers talked a lot, for fear that they would not be able to distinguish the strains.

Jiang Sanlang said helplessly: "The weather is cold now, and the bacteria can't be given to you. If you don't store them properly, you won't be able to produce the bacteria next year. How about this, you all arrange the order first, and I will give it to you in order when the time comes."

The villagers nodded again and again: "Okay, I will do as you said."

Everyone was crowded and lined up in order, and they almost started fighting because of who came first.

Ying Bao poked her head out of the window and counted the number of people.

Hey, there are more than 20 people, and one person represents one household, that is, about twenty households.

So many households need bacterial strains, if counted as 1000 strains per household, it will be more than [-] strains.

My father took out all the strains, probably not enough.

Ying Bao counted the pottery pots collected in her cave. There were [-] pots of fungus in total. It is estimated that up to [-] golden ears and [-] snow fungus can be separated.

Still too little.

Of course, these fine strains bred by myself are not given to the villagers, but kept for their own use.

She wanted to improve the quality of her family's golden fungus, and let her father hand over the ordinary varieties to the villagers for planting.

In this way, no matter how many species of golden-eared white fungus there are, the price of their own shipments will not be affected.

It seems that I still have to cultivate another batch of high-quality bacteria, which will be enough to replace the strains of my father, uncle and grandpa next spring.

In early September, the sun was still warm and the weather was dry.

The autumn tax payment is basically over, the winter wheat has been planted, and the paddy fields have been turned over again, just waiting for the snow in winter to kill the pests under the soil.

At this time in previous years, it means that the busy farming has ended and the people can finally relax.

Only a few families will go to the mountains to dig three or four-year-old Pueraria lobata root, and bring it back to pound it into powder.

However, the villagers in Dongchen Village are extremely busy. Every family starts to build bamboo sheds, pound rice husks, wheat bran and sawdust with stone mortars, and they are very busy.

Carts full of clay pots were pulled in and distributed to every household.

Bamboo rake beds are set up at the door of many people's houses, and clean reed mats are spread on the bamboo beds. Blossoms of yellow fungus mushrooms are drying on the mats, which are golden and dazzling, which makes the villagers of the nearby village feel very surprised.

"What are you posting?" Chen Changsheng, the village chief of the West Village, came over with his hands behind his back, and asked Chen Sanyou, the village chief of the East Village.

Chen Sanyou was turning over his own golden ears, without raising his head, he said, "Mushrooms."

Chen Changsheng: "I know it's mushrooms, but I just want to ask why you grow them? Can you sell them for money?"

He asked knowingly.

Chen Sanyou rolled his eyes at him, "I won't eat it if I don't sell it for money."

He has hated this Chen Changsheng since he was a child, even though they are both from the Chen family, they are still distant cousins, but they seldom interact with each other, and they don't even say hello when they walk across.

It's not for any reason, it's because the two of them fell in love with a beautiful girl in the outer village at the same time, but they were pried away by Chen Changsheng.

In fact, it can't be called prying, the little lady hasn't said a word to her, and she is not familiar with Chen Changsheng.

He was so angry that Chen Changsheng was so dishonest that he secretly found the little lady's elder brother and told the young man that there was a boy in Chen Village who coveted his sister.

It's okay, the boy was furious on the spot.

So one day, Chen Sanyou was blocked by the little lady's elder brother and was punched twice in the face.

Of course Chen Changsheng didn't get well, he was ordered by the little lady's elder brother not to get close to his sister ten feet away, otherwise he would be broken.

Thinking of this, Chen Sanyou was furious. Unfortunately, he was only nine years old, two years younger than Chen Changsheng, and he thought he couldn't beat this dog.

And I am not as thoughtful as he is, so I can't think of any tricks to plot against him.

Later, when they grow up, they will marry their own wives, and this matter will be left alone.

But since then, this incident has become an eternal pain in Chen Sanyou's heart. As long as he thinks about it, he feels bad, and even in his dreams, he wants to give Chen Changsheng a good meal.

Chen Changsheng clicked his tongue and glanced at Chen Sanyou, as if looking at a fool: "When did your family become so poor that you dried mushrooms as rations? I think there are hundreds of them here. Is it enough for your family to eat for two months?"

"None of your business!" Chen Sanyou said angrily, "If you have nothing to do, go back to your West Village. You don't need to worry about our village. You should take care of Chen Ergou in your village."

Chen Changsheng curled his lips, and was not angry when he was stunned, he put his hands behind his back and said, "Don't pretend I don't know, this thing was made by Jiang Sanlang in your village, his family made a fortune from it, and no one in our West Village is blind. "

Chen Sanyou: "I think you look like a blind man, since you know what to come here for?"

"I can't meet him now?"

Chen Changsheng picked up a golden ear to look through it, and said slowly: "They are all from the same village, so if there is any good thing, we just hide it. Speaking of which, we are still brothers in the same family. We can't write two Chens in one pen, so don't be narrow-minded." , you still have to correct your childhood problems..."

(End of this chapter)