Mugui

Chapter 27 Mr. Fan Tong
There was a knock on the door.

There are Xiaodouding and pandas at home, so Yang Mu likes to close the courtyard door, and anyone who wants to come in has to knock on the door.

Yang Mu went out with a shovel in hand.

Mu Dalang pulled down the quilt, exposed his head, and let out a deep breath.

The panda came over again, "嘿嘤嘤~"

Seeing the panda's pitiful look, Mu Dalang sighed helplessly, turned his head to look, and made sure that Yang Mu would not come back, so he hugged Qiuqiu and comforted him in a sneaky whisper.

The panda buried its head in Mu Dalang's arms, not wanting to be wronged.

Here Yang Mu opened the courtyard door and found that it was Yang Wen standing outside.

Yang Wen's face was gloomy, he showed a silver bracelet in his hand, and said, "Return it to you!"

Yang Mu didn't care about his attitude, and reminded lightly: "Don't forget, there is still 100 taels of silver! Pay in installments, and you have to pay it off within two months!"

She put away the silver bracelet and closed the courtyard door with a bang.

Yang Wen looked at the closed courtyard door with dark eyes, snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left.

Yang Mu hurried back to the kitchen, and stir-fried the vegetables.

This morning, she found that a lot of vegetables were missing in the vegetable field in the backyard assigned to her, and she didn't know if it was caused by Lao Yang's family.

She had to get a mason fast and fence off the backyard so there wouldn't be any more thieves.

After lunch, Yang Mu went to the county seat in the old man's donkey cart.

She went to the pharmacy first, dug out the dog Baolai from the wolf's stomach in front of the clerk, weighed it, and it was eight taels in weight, and sold it for a full 20 taels of silver.

Afterwards, she went to the market again, and sold the whole wolf meat and skin for six taels of silver.

She wants to start a pastry business, so eggs and flour are essential, and if the family does not have chickens, she has to buy eggs.

Yang Mu walked around the market, bought the necessary ingredients and baking trays, and weighed five catties of pork. The three members of the family need to nourish their bodies, and meat is indispensable.

After buying everything, she went to the bookstore.

Shopkeeper Shi saw that she was coming again, and very enthusiastically asked the waiter to make tea.

"Girl came today, is there another manuscript by Mr. Fan Tong?"

The last time shopkeeper Shi asked the writer's name, Yang Mu jokingly said "noot", and shopkeeper Shi took advantage of the situation to think that the name of the writer was "Fan Tong".

Yang Mu heard it was funny, nodded, took out the manuscript of "Legend of the White Snake" from his bosom, and said in his heart, Mu Dalang, Mu Dalang, don't blame me.

Who told you to be so edible?

Shopkeeper Shi took the manuscript and read only two pages and called it a good book.

After another round of haggling, shopkeeper Shi gave Yang Mu 45 taels of silver.

Yang Mu got the money, and proudly left the bookstore with a small backpack on his back.

There is a canal in the county seat, which runs through the entire county seat.

Under the South Bridge, masons, plasterers, gardeners and coolies often wait here for work.

In fact, Yang Chuanxi and his son of the old Yang family also like to squat here and wait for work.

Yang Xi had a broken wrist and did not come, only Yang New Year's Eve and Yang Nan were there.

Yang New Year's Eve was carrying a jug, drinking while playing chess with an old man.

It was too boring while waiting for work, some of them played chess, some weaved bamboo baskets.

As soon as Yang Mu appeared, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Girl, do you want to paint the wall?"

"Girl, do you want to build a wall?"

"Girl, do you want to paste the roof?"

"Girl, do you want to cut trees and plant flowers?"

……

"Losing money? What are you doing here?"

Everyone's enthusiasm was interrupted by a cold voice.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that Yang Nan was the most violent. It seemed that Yang Nan and this girl still had conflicts?
It's okay to have conflicts, the girl will definitely not find work with the Yang family and his son!

Yang Nan walked up a few steps, looked at Yang Mu viciously, and said angrily, "I'm asking you something!"

Yang Mu sneered, and said, "Who do you call Laozi? My Laozi is Yang Dong, who died three years ago!"

When Yang Nan heard his niece curse him to death, he immediately became furious and threw his fist at Yang Mu.

There is no patriarch here, and there is no Li Zheng, he sees who can save her!
Yang Mu's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He punched him and collided with Yang Nan's fist.

"Bang!" There was a sound of fist bumping.

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones.

As soon as the fists touched, they separated immediately.

Everyone looked at Yang Mu with pity.

This female doll is thin and small, she must not be able to withstand Yang Nan's fist, and the sound of fracture must belong to this female doll.

"what--"

Three seconds later, Yang Nan covered his fists, jumped on the spot, and shouted with a distorted face.

Everyone was stunned, and it took a long time to come back to their senses. The surprised expressions seemed to be copied and pasted.

This little girl broke Yang Nan's big man?

Yang Chuanxi hunched over and went to his son.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Nan yelled angrily, "What's wrong? Let your granddaughter break a bone!"

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, granddaughter?
Is this girl the granddaughter of Yang New Year's Eve?

Then this little girl is definitely not here to find someone to work for.

Everyone's enthusiasm was extinguished and they concentrated on watching the play.

Yang New Year's Eve has always been a person without status. He was not angry after being yelled at by his son, and stretched out his hand to see his son's hand bones.

Yang Nan threw off his father's hand angrily, and rushed towards Yang Mu, cursing.

If he doesn't kill this cheap girl today, his surname will not be Yang!
Yang Mu watched Yang Nan hit him with another fist, kicked out with a "huh", hitting Yang Nan's knee.

Yang Nan was hit by a huge force, and flew backwards two meters away, landing heavily at Yang New Year's feet.

Yang New Year's screamed strangely, seeing that his son seemed to have fainted from pain, he was stunned.

Yang Mu patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and said to everyone: "My house is going to build a courtyard wall, and I want to hire a master."

The stunned people have not yet recovered from the shock.

Yang Nan was invincible all over his peers!

Over the years, Yang Nan has robbed them of a lot of business by relying on his fists!
This...was knocked out?
Yang Mu coughed a few times, called everyone back to their senses, and repeated what he had just said.

Immediately, several masons came over with bright eyes.

Yang Mu picked a seemingly honest family of four, father and son, and went to the brick and tile factory to buy bricks and tiles together.

Masons are old craftsmen and know which bricks and tiles are more resistant to moisture and rain.

There are two kinds of bricks in Brick and Wachangzi, one is fired, which is stronger, but too expensive; the other is big blue bricks, one is as big as four red bricks in the previous life.

Yang Mu roughly calculated that the total of the front and back yard walls is about 30 meters.

In ancient times, one chi was about 23 centimeters.

She told the four masters that she needed 130 feet of bricks, plus a stove house.

The masters quickly calculated that it would cost nearly 3000 yuan for bricks.

After haggling for a while, Yang Mu spent 20 taels of silver.

However, the deposit must be paid today.

The brick and tile factory is in charge of delivery, just add one hundred yuan, and when the time comes, the bricks will be delivered and the bill will be settled together.

She made an appointment with the factory's brick delivery master and master mason to go to Zhupo Village early in the morning before going to the gate of the county seat and returning to the village in the old man's donkey cart.

When Yang Mu returned to the village, the sky was still bright.

Mrs. Bao was still sitting under the big locust tree overlooking all living beings.

Yang Mu found that Mrs. Bao's waist was very straight today, so he couldn't help turning his steps and walking over.

"Ms. Bao, why don't you go back and cook?"

Mrs. Bao sat there in a daze, without even moving her head, she just looked at her with weird eyes.

Yang Mu felt strange, and when he got closer, he almost laughed out loud.

A twig was inserted into the old lady Bao's usually meticulous bun, and the old lady Bao was fixed on the tree by the branch!

No wonder it is motionless!

Yang Mu suppressed a smile, and lightly freed Mrs. Bao's hair from the branch.

The old lady Bao stood up without changing her face, squinting at Yang Mu's small pannier.

Yang Mu smiled and handed her a pack of pastries, which she bought from several pastry shops today.

One is to inquire about the price of pastries, and the other is to taste the taste of ancient pastries.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

With her hair messed up, Mrs. Bao took the pastry, straightened her back and went back to her yard.

Yang Mu looked at her back and her messy bun, and thought that this old lady was really interesting, and she didn't know how long she had been fixed on the branch, so she didn't call for someone to help her.

If she didn't find out today, could it be that the old lady hung on a tree overnight?
(End of this chapter)