Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

   "Wen Xu, why don't you go over and have a look?" Old Master Chi held the chess piece in his hand, frowned tightly, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out where to place the next move, so he casually said something to Wen Xu.

Wen Xu is in a good mood now, seeing that this game of chess is about to win, the smile on his face cannot be concealed, he looked at the chess board and said happily: "What's the rush, your game of chess is not far from perishing. Let's go, I will go to the mill to see how they are doing after this game is over, now, don't worry, don't worry!"

  While speaking, Wen Xu reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of water lightly, and made a loud ah on purpose when he finished drinking. It made Mr. Chi roll his eyes.

  At this time, Mrs. Ma and Zhao Xiaoyue were watching the big brown donkey grinding flour in the mill. White flour kept falling from the mill.

   Teacher Ma asked: "Xiaoyue, are you really going to open a bakery? Can this thing make money in an environment like Pearl? If it is cheap, you will lose money, and if it is expensive, no one will buy it?"

  Hearing that Zhao Xiaoyue said that she was going to open a bakery in the very good city of Mingzhu, Mr. Ma felt that the business was a bit uncertain, so she discussed this matter with Zhao Xiaoyue while working.

Zhao Xiaoyue said: "The bread made by my master is very delicious. Not only I like it, but my colleagues also like it once they have eaten it. Even a few foreigners in our company have eaten it. I think this kind of bread must be delicious. Not bad for sale!"

  With Zhao Xiaoyue's temperament, she just does it when she thinks about it. It's not necessary to think about how deep research you want her to do. In her mind, let alone doing business, even life is quite simple.

She didn't think about how much money she would make with the bread, she just thought that someone would like such delicious bread, and if someone liked it, it would be sold, and she herself liked to eat this kind of bread, so she decided to open this bread Fang, to be honest, her main reason for starting a business is to eat such delicious bread every day, the second is to promote, and the last is to make money.

Teacher Ma couldn't help but sighed when he heard the child say that. For the generation of Teacher Ma, they often think about winning before starting a business, and thinking about failure before starting a business. It is a bit too risky for them to do things like Zhao Xiaoyue. Some.

  Although he thought so in his heart, Teacher Ma didn't show it, and he didn't continue to insinuate to persuade him. Now that he said so much, it seemed to be shallow and deep.

   "How did you meet Wen Xu? In the same company?"

Zhao Xiaoyue nodded and said, "When I graduated and entered the company, I was assigned to study under the master. The master was very good. At that time, many masters and doctors who entered the company were still unconvinced by the master. But when it’s time to solve the problem, the things in the books can’t help much, and now it’s showing the level of the master... ".

  People asked how the two met, and Zhao Xiaoyue talked a lot here, all about how powerful Wen Xu is. As soon as Teacher Ma heard it, she knew that the little girl's admiration for Wen Xu was from the bottom of her heart.

"Be careful!"

   Teacher Ma saw that the little girl had stopped, and that the big brown donkey had already stood behind Zhao Xiaoyue, so she couldn't help but reminded her.

  Zhao Xiaoyue was taken aback by Teacher Ma's words, subconsciously jumped to the door, and then asked Teacher Ma in shock, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Teacher Ma pointed at the big brown donkey: "This donkey has a bad temper. In the whole village, except for its warm owner, everyone else would bite everyone when they see it. It's usually not very good, but it has a particularly bad temper when it works. I almost walked behind you just now, if I don't remind you, I'll give you a shot if I'm not sure."

   "Donkeys still bite people?" Zhao Xiaoyue asked in surprise.

Teacher Ma said: "That's natural. Pigs will bite people when they are forced to be anxious. Don't mention the donkey! It's okay, you just follow it when you scan the face, and don't get too close. You feel someone. It will still kick when it is behind!"

Hearing Teacher Ma's words, Zhao Xiaoyue felt that what she saw was not a donkey, but a bad-tempered devil, but when Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes fell on the big brown donkey, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Such an 'honest' brown donkey would have a bad temper.

When the batch of flour was about to be ground, and there was almost no flour in the bucket, Teacher Ma said, "Xiaoyue, watch over here and finish grinding, I'll ask Wen Xu to come over and take a look." , After grinding so many times, it still doesn’t work?”

   Saying this, Teacher Ma stepped out of the mill and went home to call Wen Xu.

  At this time, Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the big brown donkey, and started talking to the donkey: "Hey, donkey? You don't have such a bad temper, do you? Don't bite me. Can I reach out and touch your ears?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaoyue stretched out her hand to the big brown donkey, but before reaching the donkey's ears, the big brown donkey immediately opened its mouth and bit towards Zhao Xiaoyue. It's not that you have to deal with it all at once.

Although she withdrew her hand, Zhao Xiaoyue was still covered in fine hair and cold sweat, and said with lingering fear: "You are really insidious, even though you want to sneak attack me! Let me tell you, this is wrong, biting is shameful." things...".

   Zhao Xiaoyue and the big brown donkey actually talked about the truth.

  Wen Xu walked to the door, heard Zhao Xiaoyue mumbling, and asked casually: "What are you doing?"

   "Talking with the big brown donkey, almost got bitten by it just now"

Wen Xu almost didn't think about it when he heard it, and said casually: "Don't pay attention to it, this thing is in a bad mood when it's working, and it usually has a pretty good temper, at least it won't bite people! When it does it You have to be careful when you are alive, at this time, no one will bite except me!"

  While speaking, Wen Xu came to the side of the mill, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of noodles, put them in the palm of his hand, and gently crushed them with one finger.

  I felt that the first crop was almost finished, so I nodded and said: "This crop is ready, fill up a third of it, and then continue to grind the rest!"

   "Still grinding?" Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the sky outside: "It's getting dark now."

"It's about to rain. You know it from your living habits. It's about this time every day, and there is a rain here on time in Wenjia Village." Having said that, Wen Xu reached out and tapped the watch on his wrist: "It's only five o'clock now." Boy, it will take another hour and a half to grind the rest, hurry up and stop grinding! It’s so easy to make good bread.”

   After finishing speaking, Wen Xu turned around and left the mill.

   Teacher Ma looked at Wen Wen's back and said, "Stop playing chess with the old man, let him choose the dishes in the kitchen, and I'll go back and cook later!"

   "Understood, who is playing chess at this hour, I'm going to get some food for dinner too." Wen Xu continued walking without looking back.

  Leaving the two of them to continue grinding noodles at the mill, Wen Xu picked vegetables and then went home to cook. When he arrived in the kitchen, the bean-heavy raindrops fell from the sky immediately, and the temperature outside also immediately cooled down.

After cooking a few dishes, I steamed some crabs that the two caught in the afternoon. When everything was done, the rain outside had almost stopped, and of course the sky was getting dark. down.

  Bringing the food back to the house, Wen Xu set out again to ask Zhao Xiaoyue to eat at the mill.

  Just walked to the entrance of the village, and saw a woman passing by her side sneakily. After taking a look, Wen Xu knew that this person was not from her own village, and it looked even less likely that she was here to stay.

  So Wen Xu stopped her with a loud voice: "That big sister, what are you doing in our village?"

   "I'm looking for someone!"

  Hearing Wen Xu calling her, the woman stopped and turned her head with a smile on her face, pretending to be calm and replying to Wen Xu.

   "Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?" Wen Xu asked.

"I said you young man, your Wenjia Village is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I have to go through political censorship when I come in? Besides, who do I need to tell you?" The woman heard Wen Xu's endless questions, so The exit began to be warm.

  Wen Xu smiled and said: "The village has just been attacked by thieves, so I should be more careful here."

   Before Wen Xu finished speaking, the woman's expression changed, and she said angrily, "You think I'm a thief? I'm telling you, young man, be careful with what you say, don't be a thief!"

  The woman said this loudly, with a little quarrelsome air.

  Speaking so loudly, and in a quiet village, it naturally spread far away, and soon attracted onlookers.

   "I didn't say you were a thief, I just wanted to ask what you're here for!" Seeing that she was a little sneaky, Wen Wen naturally wanted to ask clearly.

   "That's what you mean, I'll find someone to tell you, young man, who are you a policeman..."

   Before the woman finished speaking, someone recognized the woman at this time: "Sister Zhang?"

  Wen Li turned her head to look at the woman, and after a moment of stupefaction, she said uncertainly: "Sister Qian?" Seeing the old woman coming from the opposite side nodding, the woman immediately burst into a smile.

  Wen Xuyi saw that the person was none other than Fourth Sister-in-law, who was Wen Shijie's daughter-in-law, so he said, "It would have been fine if I had said earlier that you were looking for Fourth Sister-in-law."

   "Young man, who is interested in talking to you when you speak so aggressively!" The woman surnamed Zhang glanced at Wen Xu, then walked to Sister-in-law Qian's side, and began to say hello.

  Sister-in-law Qian seemed to be taken aback by this woman's enthusiasm, and when she came to her senses, she took her to her home.

  Wen Xu saw that he was really looking for someone, so he continued to walk, but before he walked more than ten meters, he heard someone muttering on the side of the road: "Why is this person here?"

   "Do you know this person?" Wen Xu saw that the person speaking was Zheng Qingqing, Guangli's daughter-in-law, and she heard something strange about what she said, so he opened his mouth to ask.

  Zheng Qingqing watched the woman and Aunt Qian entered the yard, and said to Wen Wen, "This woman respects the Society of Jesus, and there are quite a few people under her command. They regularly hold scripture singing and other activities."

  Hearing what Zheng Qingqing said, Wen Xu felt that this was a normal religious activity, and there was nothing strange about it. Our domestic policy is religious freedom, and it is up to one's own preference to believe or not. Moreover, Wen Xu knew that Christianity still had a market in the rural areas of Linjiang Province. There were quite a few people who believed in it. There was nothing wrong with finding a kind of spiritual sustenance. It was better than getting together to gamble.

   "It's not bad to have a belief," Wen Xu said casually.

  Zheng Qingqing curled her lips: "What kind of belief is it? It's almost like cheating money. This old woman is relying on this thing to make money, and all three sons in the family have built a general building!"

   "Oh, there is such a thing?"

Wen Xu couldn't help frowning when she heard this. When she was in her hometown, she had come into contact with so-called people who respected Jesus. Every Sunday, she would gather together and be led by someone to sit and read something similar to scriptures. What kind of songs do you still sing? Wen Xu has always thought that it is quite normal and good. Although the believers are usually women in their fifties, this belief does not distinguish between men, women and children.

Zheng Qingqing said: "That's right! You know it's not for nothing to believe in this thing. You have to pay two hundred yuan a season. Some old women usually don't want to eat or wear things, but paying this money is called a positive thing. Think about it." Two hundred for one person, and one or two hundred people under his command, how much is it? This old lady has more than one or two hundred people under her command, at least five hundred people!"

   "How do you know?" Wen Xu asked.

  Zheng Qingqing pouted: "This old woman wanted to drag my mother in, but my mother didn't come in when she heard that she had to pay, so she came back and told me."

  Wen Xu heard this and felt that this was probably a money-making scammer wearing a Christian cloak. After thinking about it for a while, he sighed and said dumbfoundedly: "Our village is rich, and even the scammers are after us!"