Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 56
Liu Zhiqiu ignored her, stretched out her arms, and took money from the girl, "If you can't keep it, take it to my mother's garden." She can't care about that, this deer is so pitiful, she must buy it.

Seeing their master and servant arguing, Nanmenyue couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, the young lady of this rich family is capricious, but capricious and cute, if the young lady didn't buy it under the persuasion of her maid, she hurriedly came up with a violent method.

"Let me tell you, miss, if you can't afford it, don't stand here and hinder me from making deer ointment with ginseng."

When Liu Zhiqiu heard that the other party dared to look down on her, she couldn't help being anxious, "Who says I can't afford it? You saw the house opposite. This is my house. You can open it as much as you want. If you don't buy it, I will take your surname." .” She raised her jaw arrogantly and went all out.

Those who watched the excitement knew that this was the straightforward Miss Liu family, and they all applauded her when they saw her grandeur.

The corners of Nanmenyue's lips curled up, and what she wanted was her words. When she came, she had already made up her mind that this deer would not be sold. There were so many people watching the excitement, and the price was so high, she would definitely feel that she was killing people. It's too low, and I can't get over it, so bartering is the best way.

"I'm here to make ointment for this deer. If you bought it, what else would I have to boil it with? How about this? The women have long heard that Miss Liu's family is kind-hearted. How about this? How about exchanging my horses for deer, since I have horses to cultivate land, I don’t need to boil deer ointment for money.”

Liu Zhiqiu listened to this suggestion. She could save the deer's life, and also let the woman have horses and farmland. It is indeed better than selling her money. Didn't her father say that giving a man a fish How about teaching a man to fish?

"Su Er, go back to the mansion and lead this eldest sister out with a horse."

The girl named Su'er faltered and hesitated, but in the end she couldn't bear Liu Zhiqiu's sideways glance.

Su Er stomped her feet, so she had to turn around and go back to the mansion to lead the horse. The master doted on the young lady, even if the young lady gave away the mansion, the old man would not be angry. She picked a thin horse from the stables and brought it out. He brought two servants and carried the deer on the cart back to the house.

Liu Zhiqiu followed behind the servant, happily looking at the Eld's deer rescued by him, with a proud expression on his face.

Nanmenyue took the horse rope, looked at the loyal horse that she let herself pull, and smiled contentedly. She used the yoke that the old man added to the cart last night, she put the horse on the yoke, and dragged the cart to the The grain shop bought some rice, and planned to buy another piece of pork, but seeing that there was not much money left, he had to stop.

The cart crossed the street and walked towards the south gate, preparing to leave the county town and go back to the mountain col. Thinking that he could drive a horse-drawn carriage when traveling in the future, his gloomy mood calmed down a little.

At the soup noodle shop on the street, Mrs. Song cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks used today, and then got up and followed her man to close the stall. She looked familiar from a distance at the woman driving the horse on the cart, and after a closer look, it was indeed sold to The woman on the bamboo chair in her house, she wiped her hands and hurried forward to stop the carriage.

"The child's mother, the child's mother." Song yelled from the front before approaching.

Nanmenyue sat on the cart and looked around. Hearing the yelling, she turned her head and looked over. Seeing that it was the kind lady boss from yesterday, she stopped the horse.

"Oh, thank God, I can meet you again." Song moved over excitedly, took the rope from Nanmen Yue's hand, and led the horse to the side.

Seeing that she seemed to have something to talk about, Nanmenyue stepped off the cart, "Shopkeeper, are you looking for me for something?"

Mrs. Song helped tie the horse, took Nanmenyue's hand regardless of life, walked to the stool of the soup noodle stall and sat down, "Don't be the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper called me, I'm older than you, call me Big Sister Song , what shall I call you?"

Nanmenyue looked at the overly enthusiastic Song family and didn't know how to respond, "Call me Yue'er."

"Yue'er, right? Eldest sister, I'm straightforward, and I'll just say it when I have something to say. My husband and I have taken a fancy to a small storefront, and it's already been sold. We plan to open a noodle soup store. We've earned some money over the years. Most of them have also paid the rent, and the remaining money is used for turnover.”

Nanmenyue heard her laying the groundwork for so long, guessing whether the other party intends to borrow money from her, and quickly explained her situation, "Sister Song, if you plan to borrow money from me, you are looking for the wrong person. Old man, there is a little guy who can't help you." Fortunately, she figured it out, and borrowed money from a person she met once, to see if she is easy to cheat?
"Tsk, where are you thinking, why did I suddenly borrow money from you, big sister? I was looking at the chair you sold me yesterday. The workmanship is good. I plan to ask you to help make a batch of seats. The tables and chairs in the booth are too short. It's not suitable to be placed in the store, so I thought about buying new ones and found several carpenters. They were unwilling to take over the work when they heard that we provided the wood ourselves. Would you do me a favor, we will pay for it. "

Nanmenyue smiled awkwardly, she didn't think it was her small stomach, "You mean, you provide wood for us to help make a batch of tables and chairs?"

"Yes, I calculated with my man. We need four square tables and [-] chairs in total. As far as the price is concerned, you can figure it out. If it suits you, I will let you take over the job."

"To be honest, my father-in-law made the bamboo chair yesterday. I don't have that skill. I have to go back and discuss this matter with him. If he is willing to take over the job, how about I bring him here to talk to you tomorrow?"

"No problem, it's settled."

Song stood up with her hands open, opened the bamboo basket, grabbed a handful of leftover vermicelli, put it in a big bowl, poured out the leftover shredded pork, and handed it to Nanmenyue, " Take it back and cook it, there is only so much left, anyway, my husband and I don’t like to eat it.”

Nanmenyue's kindness was hard to turn down, so she had to take the vermicelli over, "Then I'll go back first, and I'll come back to you when I have news."

Mrs. Song nodded, stepped forward to help her take off the horse rope, and skillfully helped Hua Daiyue yoke the horse, and handed the horse rope to her, "Eldest sister is waiting for your good news, be careful on the road."

Nanmenyue turned her head and waved at her, feeling warm in her heart. It's rare to meet such a kind and enthusiastic elder sister. She must have a good talk with Mr. Qi and let him carry on with the job, otherwise I'm sorry This bowl of vermicelli is gone.

The horses of the Liu family are all running horses. After going up the mountain road, they rattled fast and arrived at the entrance of the small col in half an hour. After the horses are domesticated, they are very easy to control. Hua Daiyue, a novice, is also proficient , can control the downhill very well.

Nanmenyue got out of the cart in front of the shed of the stove, tied up the horse, took off the rice and vermicelli from the cart, put them on the stove, and walked towards the bamboo house, where Aunt Liu's buffalo was tied to graze, He should have come back from Yulin County to pick up Pangdun.

As soon as she stepped into the bamboo house, she listened to Mrs. Zhuang's sigh and comforted her: "Just act as if you never gave birth to such a son. It is said that you forget your mother after begging for a wife. This old saying is really accurate."

　Because of the backstage yesterday, two thousand was missing, and today I made up yesterday's, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)