Smallholder Farming Daily

Chapter 93

Qian Feng pretended to be thinking, and suddenly slapped his palms, "Brother Zhang, didn't you just say that there is a barren mountain in front of my house. There are no trees, but there are stones. I asked the beggars to help get the stones out and sell them. Maybe it can feed so many people.”

Zhang Lizheng laughed in his heart, what money can the stone be sold for, but he is not good at hitting Qian Feng, so let him toss it, then nodded and said: "Okay, this is also a way to make a living, if you can't sell it, you can find a way to get rid of it." They are leaving. If I can really support such a group of beggars, I will be considered to have made a contribution, and maybe I can make a seat in the future and go to the town or county to be a magistrate."

Zhang Lizheng was just talking about it, but he didn't expect to achieve this feat.

Qian Feng's heart was filled with happiness, and what Zhang Lizheng said was that he agreed to mine the rocks on the mountain, so he added fuel to the fire and said: "I like to take care of these things, so I hope Brother Zhang can't make a joke. I almost pissed off my mother just now." Dead, she is clamoring to hit the wall."

Zhang Lizheng thought to himself, if he had such a son, he would also hit the wall.

Qian Feng went on to say: "If I'm lucky, I can really sell the stones and give the beggars a little money to spend. Then I will not forget Brother Zhang's kindness. As long as you agree to let the beggars rely on the mountain to eat Shan, I will use some of the money I earn to honor Brother Zhang."

Zhang Lizheng heard that there is still money to honor him, and he was happy, "Okay, I'm afraid that if you can't sell the money, it will be a waste of effort. This barren mountain is also a waste of land. If you want to use it, no one will use it even if it takes 100 years." Tube."

"But I'm afraid that the villagers around will say that I opened the mountain privately. If you write me a letter, if the villagers ask, I will show it to them, and they will have nothing to say."

Qian Feng looked into Zhang Lizheng's eyes sincerely. Zhang Lizheng stood up and went to the table to get the straw paper and pen, "It's not difficult. What you said makes sense. It's good to have a certificate."

Qian Feng hurried forward to study ink, Zhang Li was just about to write, when he suddenly smiled awkwardly, "I don't know how to write many words, and when I usually collect taxes and grains, I often ask Uncle Xiang in your village to come to me for words I can't write Help, I’m afraid I won’t be able to write this document, I’ve been here for several years, but I’ve never written such a document.”

"It's okay. I learned some characters from Uncle Xiang. When I went to sell things in the county, I also learned some characters from the elder brother who wrote couplets next to me. I should be able to write this character. If I finish it, can you make a copy of it? "

Zhang Lizheng nodded without hesitation, "Success! Succeed!"

Qian Feng deliberately wrote the words in a crooked manner. He first wrote the words title deed, but he didn't respond when Zhang Lizheng looked at it, and then he wrote, "From now on, the Marble Mountain in front of Qianjia Village in Yinshan Town belongs to Qian Feng. , led by Qian Feng to excavate and build the stone workshop, the profits will be shared by Qian Feng and the beggar gang, and will remain unchanged for 100 years." Then attach the date.

When he asked Zhang Lizheng to copy it down, he also asked Zhang Lizheng to write his own name in front of the date.Zhang Lizheng also knew more than half of the characters. After reading it, he praised Qian Feng, saying that although the characters were ugly, he was able to write the meaning clearly, which was already remarkable.

After Zhang Lizheng wrote his name, he wiped the red mud next to him with his finger as he usually did when paying taxes and rations to the county, and pressed his fingerprint on the paper.

Qian Feng said a lot of words of admiration to Zhang Lizheng, and Zhang Lizheng was almost praised by him.

It was already late, and Zhang Lizheng personally sent him out, and Qian Feng was humming happily on the way back, almost twisting his waist and dancing.

When he came back, Shiliu had already fallen asleep, and he held back for a long time before he couldn't hold back Shiliu from waking up, this kind of good thing can't be told to others except Shiliu.Thinking that it was getting late, he hugged the pomegranate and fell asleep.

When dreaming at night, he almost laughed out loud.

The next day, when Pomegranate was making breakfast, Qian Feng asked Wang Qingtou to bring people to carry food and vegetables, and specially gave them some eggs.Yang's heart ached for a while when she saw it, but seeing her son's energy, as if he was going to do something big, she couldn't hold back her words.

After breakfast, Qian Feng took the pomegranate to the county again.

This time they only brought a few ducks from their uncle's house to sell, because Qian Feng had to buy earthen explosives and hammers and chisels for digging mountains, so he didn't have much time to set up a stall on the street.However, he still brought a desk and chair, and wanted to write a few couplets for happy couplets and couplets for the Spring Festival, so that he could buy more food by earning some money.

He hummed a little song along the way, and told Shiliu what he had discussed with Zhang Lizheng last night, "Pomegranate, Zhang Lizheng gave me this mountain, and we will live on Shifang from now on, and go to the county to sell things. We have to do small business occasionally, and we have to plant the fields and land at home, even if we earn money, we can’t reveal our wealth, you know?”

Shiliu smiled foolishly, "Are you afraid that some robbers will come to snatch it?"

"That's right. I'm not only afraid of robbers, but also afraid that the government will come to ask for money when they see us earning money. But it doesn't matter. I have the land deed, and I can deal with them when the time comes."

Shiliu was walking, and looked back at the vague barren mountain, "Qian Feng, are the stones on this mountain really valuable?"

"Of course it's worth money. Mother said she only wanted to see mountains of gold and silver, but in fact she was looking at mountains of gold and silver!" Qian Feng also looked back, feeling that the mountain was already shining with golden light and silver light.

(End of this chapter)