Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 39 Traditional Skills

After leaving the master's house, Yang Yukun went to Xu Jingping's house.

Take a look at the door.

The yard was dark and the lights were dim, and the lights in the house had been turned off.

There is no nightlife these days, so I go to bed earlier.

They are all asleep.

There is no need to wake people up.

Standing at the door and taking a look, Yang Yukun went back to his home.

"Xiao Kun."

"Little Fifth Brother, haven't you rested yet?"

"Come in and sit down, buddy has something to tell you."

"what's up?"

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Yang Yukun was stopped by Han Chunming, who said he had something to tell him.

Pushing the bicycle to the door, Yang Yukun entered Han Chunming's house.

He was quite curious, what happened to Han Chunming?
"On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Huguo Temple opened a ghost market, have you heard about it?"

"Little Fifth Brother, you also know about this?"

"I just came back from my master. My master told me about this. It has been spread all over the antique circle in Sijiu City. It is said that there are still treasures from Ding Dongling in the ghost market."

After returning from Yang Huajian's place, Han Chunming went to sit with his master for a while.

His master told him that on the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, someone reopened the ghost market in Huguo Temple, and at that time, treasures from the Dingdong Tomb would appear in the ghost market.

Today is the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, which means that the Huguo Temple ghost market will open at nine o'clock in the evening three days later.

Han Chunming planned to go over and see if he could find good things in the ghost market.

As for the treasures at the ghost market auction, he didn't think about it for the time being.

The things that can be auctioned must not be ordinary things, and the price must not be low. What he lacks now is working capital.

But it’s good to gain experience in the past, and it’s good to open your eyes.

Yang Yukun said, "I also heard from my master about this, and my master and I are planning to go and have a look."

"Xiao Kun, let's go together then."

"Okay."

"There are so many treasures buried with the Empress Dowager, and I don't know which treasure appeared in the ghost market. Do you think it might be the night pearl buried with the Empress Dowager?"

"It's unlikely. Even if it's not the Empress Dowager's Ye Mingzhu, as long as it is a treasure in Dingdong Mausoleum, it will be a big deal. After all, things that the Empress Dowager can bring into the mausoleum are not ordinary."

"Too."

"Little Fifth Brother, it's getting late. I'm going back to sleep. You should go to bed early too. Don't you have to go to Uncle Zhang's house to pick up things tomorrow morning? By the way, have you borrowed the truck?"

"I borrowed it. Yang Huajian will drive over tomorrow morning."

"Okay then, I'll be back."

After chatting with Han Chunming for a while, Yang Yukun went back to his house next door and entered the portable planting space.

The previously planted rapeseed has matured, and after the rapeseed is harvested, rice is planted in rotation in the field according to the storage situation of various grains in the storage area.

Yang Yukun still has one thing to do, to sterilize the two piglets in the breeding area.

The time flow rate of the portable planting space is three times that of the normal world.

Half a month has passed outside, and a month and a half has passed in the portable planting space, and the two piglets have reached the standard for castration.

If castration is not performed, pigs will be more irritable due to the influence of internal sex hormones.

The pigs after castration are relatively quieter, have a high feed conversion rate, a faster growth rate, and delicious meat.

Yang Yukun really learned the traditional skill of sterilizing piglets in his previous life.

Learned from his cousin.

His cousin's main job is to save the dead, and his side job is pigger.

Even in [-], this traditional skill has not disappeared.

Some people in the countryside bought piglets and asked piggers to sterilize them. The price was 50 yuan, and sometimes they could go to pig farms to earn some extra money.

In his previous life, he planned to go back to his hometown to start farming, so he learned traditional skills and practical experience from his old cousin.

The two piglets Yang Yukun bought were both boars, and it is relatively less difficult to sterilize male pigs than sows.

Grabbing the little piggy's hind legs, he raised the knife and dropped it, prying off the little piggy's balls.

In less than 2 minutes, Yang Yukun sterilized the two young boars.

The two little piglets huddled in the corner of the pigsty, grunting and staring at Yang Yukun, their eyes full of fear.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm doing it for your own good too. It's good for your physical and mental health after you pry it."

"I haven't used a knife for so many years, and I'm still so fast and ruthless."

Yang Yukun smiled, and threw the eggs of the two young boars into the fish pond to feed the fish.

After removing the clean roots of the two little piglets, Yang Yukun went back to the bedroom after washing up.

Early the next morning.

At 06:30 in the morning in the real world, Yang Yukun came out of the portable planting space.

By the way, I took a sack of rice, a sack of noodles, some fruits and vegetables, and several jars of wine from the portable planting space.

Aren't you going to Uncle Zhang's house to help Han Chunming carry things in a while? He plans to send these things to Uncle Zhang.

After all, he and Han Chunming had lived at Uncle Zhang's house for so long, and Uncle Zhang didn't even charge them a penny for accommodation and food.

"Chunming, Chunming..."

"Brother Jian."

Hearing someone calling Han Chunming in the yard, Yang Yukun opened them up and took a look. It was Yang Huajian.

"Xiaokun, long time no see, Chunming isn't up yet?"

"I'm coming."

It was true that Han Chunming hadn't gotten up yet. When he heard Yang Huajian calling him in the yard, he hurriedly got up from the warm bed.

"Yang Huajian, why did you come here so early?"

"Didn't you tell me to go early? You said go early and come back early. My buddies will get up at five o'clock."

"Good buddy, it's interesting, wait for me for a while, I'll wash my face first, and buddy will invite you to go to the restaurant together later."

Yang Yukun asked, "Brother Jian, where's the car?"

"At the entrance of the alley."

"Please help me move things."

"Oh, so many things, Xiaokun, where are you going to move them?"

"Send it to Uncle Zhang. Didn't my little fifth brother and I live in Uncle Zhang's place for half a month? We live for so long for nothing, so we can send some New Year's goods to Uncle Zhang."

"Hey guy, where did you get so much rice and white flour, fruits, vegetables and wine?"

"I entrusted my friend in the winery to make the wine, and the rice and noodles were made from the black market."

"Xiao Kun, can you ask your friend to buy me two jars of this wine?"

Yang Huajian drank this rice wine called Jieyuhua at Han Chunming's dinner before, and his memory is still fresh.

It's a pity that this wine is not available in the market at all, and I can't find a place to buy it. I asked people in their circle, and they all said that they had never heard of such a wine.

"I'll ask my friend later on for you. As for whether I can get it, I can't guarantee it."

"Xiao Kun, thank you."

"Don't rush to say thank you, let's say it first, you can't blame me if you don't get it."

"Don't worry, buddy is not that kind of stingy person, even if you can't get it, it doesn't matter."

Yang Huajian knew that this wine must be very difficult to get, otherwise it would be impossible to buy it in the market, even a high-ranking kid like him had never heard of it.

Even if he couldn't get it, he wouldn't be dissatisfied with Yang Yukun, he still has this kind of mind.

With the help of Yang Huajian, the two carried their things into the car.

And Han Chunming's tricycle was also put on the truck and tied up, and used as a transfer tool. After all, the truck couldn't drive into Uncle Zhang's village.

Yang Huajian drove a Jiefang CA10 truck. For a senior official like him, it is not difficult to find a car for him.

(End of this chapter)