Our Hometown

Chapter 82 Zhuo Ji is about to marry

Yun Lang stayed in this small ditch for three days.

Because Dazai insists on waiting here for three days.

On the fourth day, Dazai followed Yunlang to leave.

He seemed very happy, without any disappointment.

Yun Lang is not quite sure whether Dazai really had to forget what happened that night.

He decided that as long as Dazai didn't mention it, he would not speak for a lifetime.

Many times, ignorance is a kind of happiness ...

When he returned to the place where the ethnographic temple was located again, Yun Lang bowed prayerfully in Chaoyang. Dazai didn't understand why Yun Lang had to do this, so he had to stand and watch.

Yunlang was unwilling and did not dare to stay more in this place. After thanking the Nuwa Niangniang for not killing him, he quickly urged Dazai to go down the mountain.

Dazai wanted to take Yunlang to the emperor's mausoleum. Yunlang was unwilling. He felt that now is not a good time anyway.

"You can enter from the cliff, where there is a specially reserved path, and it is also a vent, which can sweep away the filth inside the tomb.

Broken Dragon Stone is also on this path. If you dial the Broken Dragon Stone, the cliff will collapse and completely seal the emperor's tomb. "

Dazai is nagging and looks a little nervous.

Yun Lang said helplessly: "These words will tell me when you are dying. It is too early to say that I am not ready to take over the guardianship of the emperor's mausoleum."

Dazai smiled and said: "There are countless rare treasures ..."

Yun Lang rolled his eyes and said: "Can you take it out and exchange money?"

Dazai earnestly said: "No!"

"Can't tell what you said, you can't get it after reading it, aren't you harming you?"

Dazai smiled and said, "I just talk casually ..."

In many cases, the Emperor's Mausoleum is a museum-like existence for Yunlang. There are countless rare treasures in it, but you can only look at it. The long learning is excellent. Whether in Han Dynasty or in later generations, they will die miserably.

Especially in Dahan, it is very likely to be buried alive——

The house on the edge of the cliff is still there, but it is cold and unpopular, and it was roasted with fire for a day to expel the cold inside.

Dazai looked at the bamboo slips in the house and sighed a long time, saying that he would stay here for a few days so that all these things could be sent to the Imperial Palace.

Yun Lang agreed, this job is not easy to give to others, either he did it, or he was too slaughtered. He has been away from home for almost ten days. If he does not go back, it is estimated that the home will be in chaos.

Looking down on the Yunjia Manor from the cliff, the beauty of the snow against the backdrop of snow is mainly amazing, mainly the plumes of smoke rising from the manor, let people have the feeling of overlooking the world from the sky.

The sika deer is left to Dazai to help pull the sledge to transport things. The tiger must go home. For the Yun family, this guy is like a patron saint.

When the tiger appeared lazily on the plain with his back on his back, the first people who chanted were the children who picked up the wood and fertilizer.

They swarmed up, holding the tiger's neck as if they saw their loved ones.

Seeing these children, Yun Lang glanced back at Lishan. He was very sure now that Dazai didn't lose his memory at all.

All the things that happen later are acting ...

Sometimes Yun Lang hates his cleverness. He can always find some unusual places in some clues, which makes his life never happy.

Yun Lang sat on the children's sledge pulling firewood, and let these energetic little guys drag him home.

As for the remuneration, they are the pan helmets that they have not finished eating on the mountain.

After the tiger was relieved, he jumped on the snow a few times and disappeared. Yun Lang wondered if this guy smelled the tigress.

Everywhere in the house is the smell of dye sour. The ropes on the valley are covered with colorful sackcloth. There are all kinds of colors, but the colors are not very correct. This is the time and temperature for women to dye clothes. None of the control is very good.

In Dahan, this is already very good. At least, in Yunjiazhuangzi, everyone, men and women have started to wear underwear, this is already a remarkable progress.

Sangma, this is a topic that farmers can never get around, Guanzhong has a habit of raising silkworms and hemp since ancient times.

Yun Lang had just returned home, and was chased by a group of elderly women for silkworm breeding. In another ten days, the weather would turn hot, and it was time to dry the silkworms.

Yun Lang's eyes were bigger than bull's eyes.

"Sericulture?"

"Yeah, yeah, this is a big deal. The wife used to raise a house of silkworms at home. When she produced new silk in May, she could sell a lot of money and change a lot of food ..."

"But our family doesn't have mulberry ..."

"It doesn't matter, there is an old mulberry forest outside of six miles. I will pick mulberry branches this year, and next year there will be mulberry fields. This year's silkworms can eat the leaves of old mulberry trees ..."

"There is also hemp, so I have to go down early. There is a lot of land in my family. All fields need to be littered with hemp, and the bad ground should be planted with hemp ..."

"There are many ponds in the house, so we need to raise some ducks and chickens. With less effort, the children can do it. They also have to raise pigs and sheep, especially pigs.

Surrounded by women, Yun Lang's head was about to explode.

"Liang Weng!"

Yun Lang roared, and the women were startled. Seeing Liang Weng hurried over, they knew that the head of the family might have to speak, and quickly raised his ears to listen.

Yun Lang pointed out that the women said to Liang Weng: "Meeting all their requirements, you look at the assignment and placement, whether it is silkworm, or hemp, or pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, you look at the purchase, it is impossible , I took them back to Yanglingyi, each of them paid a hundred dollars, walked away with relatives, and finally brought back what they wanted, and took a bullock cart ... "

Liang Weng looked at the women who were angry and shouted: "The head of the house only came back. Could you wait for the head of the house to rest?"

Now look for ugly Yong, write down what you want to buy, one hundred twenty-eight adults, one person also received 100 dollars.

Don't surround the house owner anymore, what it looks like. "

Liang Weng drove away the women, and he walked together in a dog-legged way: "The owner is working hard. Do you want to prepare bath water? Or wash it directly in the hot water ditch?"

Yun Lang said: "Hot water ditch, the water there is hotter, so that Ugong Yong can take the changing clothes directly, it can't stand the smell."

"Guest is coming from home ..."

"Why don't you care about the guests, let's wash it again, and then, get me a bowl of millet porridge back and pad your stomach first."

Without Yun Lang's instructions, Liang Weng quickly collected Yun Lang's iron crossbow wrapped in Mabri into the warehouse. When Yun Lang went to the hot water ditch, he quickly notified Ugong Yong that the little worms had their home owners change their clothes. Clothes.

Bearskin jacket, wolf leather pants have not been turned down for ten days, these things are warm to keep warm ~ www.readwn.com ~ But he is not breathable, only to take off his clothes, Yun Lang will throw the clothes far away, as The wolf leather boots were even thrown away by him.

These things are not well-made, they are snow and sweat along the way, and then mixed with the original taste of the epithelium, Yun Lang has been patient for a long time.

The red strip burrowed into the hot water ditch, and was irritated by the hot spring water, itchy all over the body, as if ten thousand lice were biting him at the same time, taking a long breath, sitting on the stone slab under the hot spring water, like a martyr who was tortured, biting Tighten your teeth and wait for the itch to pass.

"Where's your tiger?" Zhuo Ji's cold voice came from above his head.

Yun Lang covered the crotch helplessly said: "I am taking a bath!"

Zhuo Ji sneered, "You don't seem to avoid it when I take a shower!"

Yun Lang smiled bitterly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Zhuo Ji smiled and said: "After watching me take a shower, I still know that leaving a jade card is regarded as the reward I gave after taking a bath?"

Yun Lang didn't want to be entangled in this matter. The more he entangled himself, the more unreasonable it was. He laughed and said: "I heard that Ping Shou is going to be married? Sima Xiangru's genius is good, and it is a good match with you. Correct!"

Zhuo Ji nodded and said: "It is true, others say the same, will you come by then?"

Yun Lang quickly said: "Must go, must go!"

Zhuo Ji nodded and said, "It's okay to stare, I will return to Shuzhong the next day after I get married." "Why is this?"

"Because I yeah want the secret recipe of iron smelting in Yanglingyi Workshop."

"Are you ready to give?"

"If you don't give it, the official family is not satisfied with our output. My father and brother are prepared to cut off my source of iron. Instead of giving it to others, it is better to give me yeah. I also want some compensation."