The door of farming is wrong

"I'll protect you here from now on." Zhong Cheng said rather angrily.

Tang Chi smiled and said, "Thank you, brother, thank you, brother!"

"let's go!"

Seeing Zhong Cheng leave with a few hooligans, Tang Chi scolded disdainfully: "Cover your second master!" These are flesh-eating insects!

Tang Chi used the remaining money to buy some oil and went home, but he had no money to buy rice.

Thinking of the [-] Wen that he was reluctant to hand over, Tangchi went into the mountain the next day and decided to pick some mushrooms and sell them for money.

In order to give an explanation to the villagers, the village head has been leading people to look for the culprit rabbit, but they have not found it.However, this has nothing to do with Tangchi.

With the name of "every county magistrate loves to eat", her business is not good, but it is not bad either. She can probably sell a bamboo basket of mushrooms in three days.

People in this city don't have the habit of eating mushrooms, so it's not easy for them to accept it all at once.

After a few days of observation and mentioning it to others, Tang Chi knew that the restaurant opposite was the largest restaurant in the city.She began to silently pay attention to this restaurant in her heart.It would be great if one day her mushrooms can be served on the dining table of this restaurant

Moreover, Tangchi also encountered a problem, that is, although there are many mushrooms in the forest and they grow fast, they are limited after all, and at most she can only pick them once every seven or eight days, with two bamboo baskets at a time.Excluding the two bamboo baskets given to Zhixian Wenlou every month, the rest is not too much.But living is enough.

The mushrooms had only been sold for about ten days. One day at noon, when there were not many people on the street, Tangchi propped his chin in a daze, and saw a well-dressed middle-aged man leading people into the opposite restaurant.

Dressing well is not the point, neither is the middle-aged man, nor is the restaurant opposite, the point is that the middle-aged man is the only middle-aged man in her Tangchi who is dishonest to Zhixian Wenlou and secretly sold matsutake to others man.

Especially when he saw the shopkeeper on the opposite side nodding and bowing to send him out, and yelling "My boss, go slowly", Tang Chi wiped his face.

Making her stall face here must have been intentional by Zhixian Wen Lou, to remind her of the time she was dishonest to him all the time.

Just as Tangchi was wiping his face because the magistrate Wenlou was so fussy, the middle-aged man came over.

"Want to buy mushrooms?" Tang Chi asked.

"Are you the girl who sold matsutake last time?" the middle-aged man asked.

Tang Chi nodded.It's really a pot that doesn't open.

"Your matsutake is good, but you still sell it?"

"Not for sale, not for sale." Tang Chi immediately shook his head, standing firm.

The other party seemed to be a person, Tang Chi didn't dare to offend, and then explained: "Matsutake is rare, and all of them have been ordered by the county magistrate. I am a little village girl who sells mushrooms, so I can't offend the magistrate, right?" If you want to blame, go to Wen Lou.

The middle-aged man was well-bred, smiled at her, and was about to take her away.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Tang Chi rolled his eyes and called, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" It was a person behind the middle-aged man who asked.

"Although matsutake is gone, you can consider my mushrooms! My mushrooms are also delicious!"

The middle-aged man slowed down, but did not stop.

Such a big restaurant, how could such a good opportunity be passed up?Tang Chi blustered and continued: "I am the only mushroom seller in this city. There must be no mushroom dishes in your restaurant. Why don't you consider trying it? Even if the people in the city don't like it, they come from other places. Merchants or other people should have something they like to eat, such as our county magistrate."

The middle-aged man stopped, but did not look back.

Tang Chi was a little anxious, tried hard to recall what was left in his mind, and said quickly: "Isn't the food in a restaurant as big as yours not only taste but also identity and face, so gimmicks are very important. Mushrooms are actually There are not many, you can have a limited amount of mushroom-related dishes in your restaurant every day, and the price can be set higher. People who come here to eat are rich people, and they are not short of money. With this gimmick, people are willing to buy it."

After speaking, she looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then lifted his footsteps and continued walking forward.

The first time I looked for an opportunity, I just failed.Tang Chi lay on his stomach with his head downcast.

She didn't want to sell mushrooms like this for the rest of her life, she didn't want to live so carelessly.

After selling mushrooms for several days, the business is still not bad.Soon it was the end of the month, and the mushrooms had to be saved for Wen Lou to send, so Tangchi didn't go to the city to sell mushrooms.

Selling mushrooms in the past half month has also brought back some blood, and it happens that there is no need to go to the city to sell mushrooms. Tang Chi is going to return the money he lent to Widow Zhang for eggs.

But Widow Zhang refused to take it anyway.

"I'm still short of these eggs? If you give me more, I'll kick you out too." Widow Zhang said while feeding the chicken.

Widow Zhang had already helped a lot. Tang Chi didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he had to pay back the egg money, so he refused to take it back anyway.

Finally, while Widow Zhang was feeding the chickens in front of the chicken coop, she put the money on the table in her house and ran away.

"You honest girl! Take the money back!"

Tang Chi ignored Widow Zhang's yelling and left quickly.

Although he was walking on a small path, Tang Chi walked very fast in order to avoid bumping into people in the village. When he got home and opened the door, his cheeks were already flushed, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.

She turned and closed the gate of the yard, and then habitually looked into the vegetable field, only to find that besides the green and the orange of the pumpkin, a mass of white was very conspicuous.

When is there more white in the vegetable field?

Tang Chi walked towards the vegetable field with some puzzlement.When she saw it clearly, she was surprised.

In her vegetable field, in front of three pea plants, a rabbit lay there quietly.Its whole body is white, and its fur seems to be well grown, as white as snow.It lay motionless on the ground, surrounded by several peas, if it weren't for the sparkle of the beautiful red eyes, it would be like a plush toy.

"It's actually a rabbit!" Tang Chi squatted down joyfully, holding the rabbit in his arms.

The rabbit didn't struggle at all, and was hugged by her obediently.

"Good boy!" Tang Chi stroked its fur.Soft, dense and addictive.

Suddenly, Tang Chi remembered how the vegetable field in the village was destroyed a few days ago, and looked at the rabbit in his hand again.

Is this just the culprit?Recently, basically no animals are let go in the village. How did it get here?

She remembered that the door was locked when she left, and it was also locked when she came back. How did the rabbit get in?

No matter how you look at it, it feels strange.