Chapter 5: 41-50

Chapter 41

"Brother Zhang."

Xia Yang knocked on the door of Zhang Liu's house, holding two jars of wine in his hands, "Yesterday, thanks to Brother Zhang's help, Zhao'er's household registration and land deeds were all handled. I came here specially to thank you today."

Wang Zhao followed behind, his face a little red, and thanked shyly: "Thank you, Brother Zhang."

He put down the thank-you gift and stood aside without saying anything. Xia Yang smiled and said, "Zhao'er doesn't like to talk much, don't mind, Brother Zhang."

"What do you mind?" Zhang Liu smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to invite them to sit down, "Why are you so polite? It's just a small thing."

"You can't say that." Xia Yang smiled and said, "For Brother Zhang, it's a matter that can't be any smaller, but for us ordinary people, it's a huge matter. We must thank you."

"Have some tea." Someone came over to deliver tea, and Zhang Liu said, "Brother, you are straightforward. If you can help with anything, just tell me. Let's be friends."

He felt awkward after he said that. He picked up the teacup uncomfortably and took a sip. How could he say that he was making friends with a little brother!

"Of course we are friends." Xia Yang laughed immediately, and his hearty voice broke the awkward situation. "I can tell from the looks of it that Brother Zhang is a straightforward person. I like such friends the most."

"Well, that." Zhang Liu couldn't answer this question, so he could only change the subject. "I roughly calculated that your house would cost more than twenty taels of silver, not counting the things that need to be baked."

Xia Yang looked around. He didn't have time to look at it last time. This time he looked carefully and found that Zhang Liu's house was very simple and there was nothing in it. There

was only a table and a few chairs in the main room, and nothing else. It didn't look like a home at all.

What surprised him the most was that every time he came, someone would bring him tea, and it was not the same person. Could this not be Zhang Liu's home?

"Brother Zhang's house, why don't you just clean it up?" Xia Yang asked curiously, "Isn't it a pity to leave this brick house empty? Isn't my sister-in-law here?"

"I haven't gotten married yet." Zhang Liu smiled and said, "I live here with some brothers. No one wants to clean up, and we don't need so many things. We are all running around outside all day. It's useless to clean it up no matter how well it is cleaned."

"That's right." Xia Yang nodded and said, "Your house is nice and has been well renovated. It will be easy to clean it up when you get married."

After he said these words, he felt that he had said too much. They were not familiar with each other enough, and they were a little too polite.

So he took out a purse from his bosom and said, "Here is thirty taels of silver. Brother Zhang, take it and buy materials first. If it's not enough, come to me again."

"Okay." Zhang Liu glanced at the purse on the table and said, "I will prepare the materials in the next few days and pick an auspicious day to start the construction. I will build the house for you this month."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xia Yang immediately stood up and said, "We will not disturb you and will go back first."

"Goodbye, both of you." Zhang Liu did not try to keep him. He stood up and said, "See you another day."

After Xia Yang came out, he looked at the closed gate behind him and felt that Zhang Liu was not an ordinary person, but this had nothing to do with him, so he no longer cared.

"Your grandma should be quiet now and won't cause you any more trouble, right?" Xia Yang asked Wang Zhao, "Did anyone in the village say anything? What do they think about your separation?"

"I heard that my grandma was scared." Wang Zhao said, "No one went to my house, so I guess nothing will happen. The villagers didn't say anything either. Several families who came and went told me to take good care of my younger brothers and sisters, and not to worry about my father bringing in a stepmother."

"Yeah." Xia Yang knew that as long as the villagers didn't say anything, there would basically be no big deal. "If you want them not to cause you trouble, you have to rely on yourself. After all, they are close to you and can cause you trouble at any time." "

I know." Wang Zhao nodded heavily, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "If I'm softer, you can't dispel their idea even if you want to help me, and I will never give in again."

"Just figure it out for yourself." Xia Yang smiled and said, "I'm going to build a house soon, and I have to take care of the greenhouse. I can't go there often. If you have any problems, come and find me."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao thought of Liu Jingwen teaching Xia Yang a lesson, and couldn't help laughing. "We do

n't think enough. If there is something, we need Liu Xiucai to help us with ideas, so as not to do something irreversible." "Xiao Xiucai is fine, he has a good temper." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, he didn't twist me

hard and didn't hurt me at all." He knew that Wang Zhao wanted to talk about what happened yesterday. Xia Yang also wanted to laugh when he thought about it. It was unexpected that a person who was usually as gentle as a rabbit suddenly got angry and became fierce.

In fact, he was very happy in his heart, which meant that Liu Jingwen really took him to heart and regarded him as the closest person.

Especially for a person like Liu Jingwen who was as graceful as a fairy, Xia Yang laughed no matter how he thought about it.

Wang Zhao saw that Xia Yang didn't care at all, and laughed in his heart: Fortunately, Liu Xiucai was very strict, otherwise, with Xia Yang's character, he might have made trouble.

"Don't worry about my house building." Xia Yang told Wang Zhao: "I've taken care of it all. You don't have to do anything yourself. Just keep an eye on it."

"You don't have much money now, so you should hurry up and make money." When he said this, he suddenly remembered something very important and hurriedly told Wang Zhao: "You must take good care of the strawberries you planted. I'm counting on them to make money."

"I know." Wang Zhao said: "I took care of them very carefully as you said. No one was allowed to enter the backyard. Only I know what I planted."

Wang Zhao built a four-acre greenhouse in the backyard, which was full of strawberries. In order to hide his greed and prevent others from knowing, he specially fenced off a two-acre area in the front yard to plant some vegetables.

In order to make more money and let people know where Wang Zhao earned his money, Xia Yang also took great pains to help him find a way.

...

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and Xia Yang's house had already started construction.

First, the courtyard wall was built, all made of blue bricks. The tall gatehouse and two gates were particularly impressive. Xia Yang was very satisfied with Zhang Liu and his team.

Now the house has been built. Xia Yang goes there every day to check the progress and inspect the quality. The rest of the time he is in the greenhouse.

He put all his energy into the watermelons. After more than a month, from seedling transplanting to the current vines, Xia Yang has a lot to do.

Just after finishing today, Xia Yang saw that it was almost time to cook, so he packed up and left the greenhouse. Before he returned home, he saw Liu Jingwen sitting in the yard drinking tea.

There was another person sitting next to him, and it was Zhang Liu's kid. He narrowed his eyes and was a little unhappy. These days, Zhang Liu always went to the yard to drink tea and chat with Liu Jingwen.

Xia Yang was getting more and more annoyed with him. Even if he was a boss, he couldn't do nothing. He just wandered around and talked to people every day, right?

"Little scholar." As soon as he entered the door, Xia Yang shouted: "What do you want to eat today? I'll make it now."

"Everything Yang brother cooks is delicious." Liu Jingwen smiled slightly and said: "I'm not hungry yet, come over and rest for a while."

"I'm not tired." Although Xia Yang said so, he still sat next to him, "How can I be so tired from doing some work? If I don't have something to do in a day, I can't sit still."

"Our brother Yang is very capable." Liu Jingwen said to Zhang Liu: "He is the only one at home and outside. He doesn't let me do anything. He is full of energy every day."

"That's absolutely true." Xia Yang put one hand on Liu Jingwen's shoulder, crossed his legs, and said proudly: "How can I let you do these little things? You should take good care of yourself and be a good little scholar."

"You will have delicious food, fine clothes and delicious food." Xia Yang's eyes fell on Liu Jingwen, but he was actually observing Zhang Liu. "I will keep working hard to make your life better and better."

"I'm not saying that. Look, I do the same." Seeing that Zhang Liu's expression was still calm, Xia Yang's eyes darkened and he suppressed his anger and said, "All the clothes are silk, and the food and drink are up to your preferences. Even some people with a little wealth can't be so generous."

"But I am willing to spend it." Xia Yang said, "I make money to spend on you. As long as you are happy, you can spend it however you want. You don't have to save a single cent."

Liu Jingwen's eyebrows jumped slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved uncomfortably, revealing a smile, "My brother Yang thinks of me in everything, and everything is based on me. I can be so comfortable now thanks to brother Yang's hard work."

"Yeah." Zhang Liu finally gave a little response, nodded and said, "It's really dedicated. Liu Xiucai is blessed to have such a good wife and husband."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed heartily, pretending he didn't hear Zhang Liu's good wife and husband, "This is what I should do, not worth mentioning."

Zhang Liu pulled the corner of his mouth, and couldn't bear to look at Xia Yang's style, but still forced a smile, "Humility, many people can't do all their efforts for one person, this is worth learning."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen heard this, and his smile suddenly became bright and he forgot the embarrassment just now, "Our brother Yang is not comparable to others, just this kind of heart, no one can reach his point."

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows proudly, without looking at Zhang Liu directly, but his expression clearly showed that he was in a good mood at this time, and looked a little bit like a villain.

He did have this mentality. Zhang Liu could never do everything he did for Liu Jingwen, especially his sincerity, Xia Yang was confident that no one could match him.

And Liu Jingwen's words also made him very satisfied. The young scholar said this to Zhang Liu in person, and if he had any unrealistic thoughts, he should give them up.

Xia Yang likes to make friends. More friends mean more paths. He and Zhang Liu have similar temperaments. In addition, Xia Yang thinks highly of him because he took the initiative to help Wang Zhao.

But these are limited to the fact that Zhang Liu has no covetous heart. If he dares to have any other ideas about Liu Jingwen, Xia Yang doesn't mind letting him know what it means to seek death. Zhang

Liu sat for a while, drank a few sips of tea, and stood up and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

He also said to Xia Yang, "You need to leave the underground pipeline. I want to confirm the location again. If you have time in the afternoon, please go there."

"Okay, I'll go there after dinner." Xia Yang stood up and said, "I'm basically at the greenhouse now. Brother Zhang can find me there if you have something."

Zhang Liu just nodded lightly after listening, and said nothing more. He waved to Xia Yang and turned away silently.

Xia Yang sat down again without caring. As long as Zhang Liu didn't come to Liu Jingwen all the time, other things didn't matter. He hoped that he would remember to not bother himself in the future.

"I'll go cook, wait a moment." Xia Yang said.

"No hurry, I'm not hungry yet." Liu Jingwen reached out and poured Xia Yang a cup of tea. "Brother Zhang is not bad, he is cheerful and generous, calm and knowledgeable."

"Tsk." Xia Yang frowned, why did the young scholar praise him, "He is a good person, but he is too rough and not thoughtful, even if he gets married, he may not be able to take care of the family."

He talked about Zhang Liu's family situation, emphasizing that Liu Jingwen knew that Zhang Liu was not a person who lived a simple life.

In addition, from his own observations in the past few days, he found that Zhang Liu was a bit idle, and he didn't know how to work all day long and always wandered around the village.

"You should have less contact with them in the future and don't let yourself become coarse." Xia Yang said, "You are a learned scholar. You can't be like those rough men. You should be well-mannered, elegant and live a refined life."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen just nodded lightly, without commenting on Xia Yang's words, but added, "Brother Zhang's conversation doesn't seem like a ruffian. He has some insights and is quite literary in terms of knowledge."

"Let's not talk about him." Xia Yang said irritably, "What others do has nothing to do with us. Let's talk about your trip to the county town tomorrow."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen smiled, raised his head in a good mood and said proudly, "Brother Wang will accompany me tomorrow, you can rest assured at home."

"I'll go too, and I'll drive Second Grandpa's ox cart to take you there." Xia Yang said, "The journey is too far, and riding Second Grandpa's ox cart is convenient and saves time."

He was worried about the two weak scholars going to such a far place. If something happened, by the time he knew about it and rushed over, it would be too late.

"But at home." Liu Jingwen hesitated and asked, "Didn't you say that the greenhouse matters cannot be handed over to others? You didn't even let Ershu help, I thought it must be very important."

"Not as important as you." Xia Yang said decisively, "It's okay to leave for a day, we will be back in the evening."

"Don't worry about the house, Zhang Liu is reliable in this regard, tell Ershu about the house matters and let him take care of it."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen heard his determination and knew that Xia Yang was determined to go. He didn't want to make him unhappy, so he nodded and said, "Let's go together." "

That's right." Xia Yang smiled and said, "This is our first time out. I will take you out more often when I have time in the future. It's too boring to let you stay at home all day."

He was afraid that Liu Jingwen would not agree, and he could only follow him secretly. Now that he got his consent, he happily reached out and rubbed his head, "When I make money, I will travel to farther places to see the scenery and understand some different customs. By then, you will have a broader horizon and don't have to envy others."

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Chapter 42

The next day, Xia Yang loaded the vegetables onto the oxcart and sent Second Grandpa Liu back.

"Slow down." He helped Liu Jingwen get on the car and loaded the things he was going to use. "Let's go

." "Okay." Liu Jingwen said.

They drove all the way to the town and stopped at the back door of Fu Ke Lai Restaurant. Wang Hao was already waiting there.

Xia Yang greeted him and then told Liu Jingwen: "You don't have to move. I'll leave after unloading the car."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen thought there was no need to get off the car, so he listened to Xia Yang and sat there without moving.

"Second brother." Xia Yang shouted into the backyard and told them to unload the car. He then found Manager Wang and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm going to the county town today. I'm in a hurry so I won't settle the bill first. Let's settle it tomorrow."

"Okay, go ahead." Manager Wang nodded to show that he knew. He had seen Liu Jingwen sitting in the car through the door, "Scholar Liu is here too."

"Yeah." Xia Yang said, "We have something to do in the county town today."

After he said that, he turned around and walked out. It would take about two hours to get to the county town. Xia Yang had to hurry, otherwise he might have to travel at night.

"Wait, wait." Manager Wang suddenly shouted from behind: "Why are you in such a hurry? You look so impatient."

"Uncle Wang." Xia Yang turned around and didn't know why he was calling him, so he asked: "What's the matter?"

"It will take you a long time to get to the county town by driving an ox cart. Just take a horse carriage." Manager Wang ordered the people in the restaurant to harness the carriage, "I'll lend you the carriage."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Xia Yang immediately smiled and sincerely thanked Manager Wang, "That's great. This way my little scholar won't have to suffer all the way in the ox cart. He can rest in the carriage."

"You seem generous usually, so why don't you rent a carriage at this time?" Manager Wang sneered.

"Alas!" How could Xia Yang not have thought about what he could do if Liu Jingwen disagreed with him? "My little scholar is frugal by nature and is reluctant to spend money."

Manager Wang heard what he said and shook his head with a smile: "It's good to have a frugal one, and it can also save you some money."

He knew that Xia Yang was willing to spend money on Liu Jingwen. He would buy a roast chicken from the restaurant every once in a while, if he hadn't counted it for him.

It is estimated that there would not be much left of the little money he earned here. Manager Wang thought of this and looked at Liu Jingwen sitting on the ox cart outside. He was still a little blessed and did not fall into poverty.

At this time, Liu Jingwen was wearing a moon-white long gown, his cheeks were rosy and his skin was shiny. He had an elegant temperament and gentle eyebrows and eyes. At first glance, he was a person who was carefully pampered.

He was talking to Wang Zhao when he heard Xia Yang say, "Little scholar, let me help you get off the carriage."

A pair of big hands fell on his arms and held Liu Jingwen steadily, "Uncle Wang, please lend us the carriage. There is a carport and we don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun."

"Thank you so much, Manager Wang." Liu Jingwen said politely, "I will thank you in person some other day. You have taken good care of you."

"Yeah." Xia Yang said, "Uncle Wang is a good person and has helped me a lot. I will prepare some gifts and come to thank you

some other day." With the help of Xia Yang, Liu Jingwen got on the carriage and sat in the car. He smiled and said to Wang Hao beside him, "We can come back faster this time."

"Yes." Wang Zhao said, "It takes a whole day to go back and forth by ox cart, but a horse carriage is much faster."

"Are we going to Sanyuan Bookstore or Wenda Bookstore first?" Wang Hao asked.

"Let's go to Wenda to discuss the manuscript first." Liu Jingwen said: "If I'm right, the shopkeeper of Sanyuan should not be transferred from here to another place, otherwise the manager will not easily deduct my manuscript fee."

He really didn't know when Sanyuan Bookstore had a manager. He hadn't heard of it for so many years. It was estimated that something happened during the time when he was in trouble.

In this case, Liu Jingwen naturally didn't want to get involved. If there was a matter of deducting manuscript fees again, he would not discuss the submission of manuscripts with this manager.

Xia Yang sat outside driving the carriage, and the horse's hooves "thumped" on the ground, and soon left the town.

There were flowers and willows all the way, and the carriage was running fast, bringing gusts of cool breeze. Xia Yang leaned comfortably on the carriage, looking at the beautiful scenery and enjoying the coolness.

He was not lonely. He listened to Liu Jingwen and Wang Hao talking in the carriage. He knew that Liu Jingwen's business was not only about talking about books, but also about collecting debts.

Xia Yang frowned, thinking that because Liu Jingwen had problems with his eyes, the bookstore thought he would not write stories anymore, and actually deducted a lot of money from him.

"Alas!" He sighed slightly: Once a person is at a low point in his life, all kinds of monsters and demons will come out to step on him, and some of them have nothing to do with grudges or interests.

Fortunately, Liu Jingwen is strong and has never been troubled. He always faces everything calmly. Otherwise, the blows come one after another, and he will be depressed for the rest of his life even if he doesn't collapse.

The carriage was moving very fast. In ancient times, there were few people traveling. They came to the county town unimpeded and were about to reach the city gate.

Xia Yang heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind, but a moment later, he heard a sound that he didn't expect. "What

a coincidence." Zhang Liu was riding on his horse with a smile on his face, looking down at Xia Yang, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Brother Zhang?" Xia Yang was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Liu to come to the county town. He asked in surprise: "Why are you here too?"

"I came to see how the porcelain tubes I fired for you are doing." Zhang Liu said: "They will be used soon, so I came to urge them."

"Oh." Xia Yang knew about this, but he didn't know it would happen on the same day. "Brother Zhang, go and do your work. Our carriage is slow and you don't have to wait for us."

"Okay, I'll go first." Zhang Liu was not polite, "I heard Ershu say that you came to the county town, and I thought I wouldn't meet you."

"Since we meet by chance, let's have lunch together at noon." Zhang Liu said: "It's just right that we can get together at a table. I'll be the host. Please don't be polite, Brother Xia."

Zhang Liu handled Xia Yang's address very well. The smile on his face was sincere, as if he didn't regard Xia Yang as a little brother, but a man he could get along with.

This made Xia Yang quite satisfied. After thinking for a moment, he turned to Liu Jingwen in the carriage and asked, "Little scholar, Brother Zhang is also here to work in the county. Can we have lunch together at noon?"

"Okay." Liu Jingwen replied to Xia Yang lightly without showing up to greet Zhang Liu.

"Where shall we meet at noon?" Xia Yang asked Zhang Liu.

Zhang Liu gave an address and then rode away on horseback. Xia Yang looked at his heroic figure on horseback and finally felt that he was inferior to others.

But what does it matter? Xia Yang was open-minded. People are different and there is no need to compare them.

The reason why he agreed to Zhang Liu's invitation so readily was that he was afraid that Liu Jingwen would save money and refuse to have a good meal, and would just eat at a small stall outside.

Second, Xia Yang was a little unsure of Zhang Liu's intention. He didn't want to be too nervous before he was sure of the other party's purpose.

At this time, Wang Hao lifted the curtain of the carriage and sat outside, "I'll show you the way."

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded and said nothing.

He drove the carriage and, under the guidance of Wang Zhao, came to a secluded street. From a distance, he could see that most of the people walking around were scholars in long robes.

"This is Wenda Bookstore." Wang Zhao pointed to a place and said.

Xia Yang jumped off the carriage, led the horse to the side, turned around and helped Liu Jingwen, "Little scholar, we are here."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen came out of the carriage and said to Xia Yang: "Brother Wang and I will go in, you wait here for a while."

"I know." Xia Yang had to watch the carriage, so he couldn't go in with them. "Call me if you need anything, I'll be standing at the door."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "Don't worry, if we can't reach an agreement, we can find another one."

Xia Yang watched them go in, and saw Liu Jingwen talking to the shopkeeper for a few words, and then he was invited into the inner room by the shopkeeper. He thought there was hope for the story book.

He turned around and looked around on this street, hoping to find the location of Sanyuan Bookstore, but after looking at a few books, he found that it was diagonally opposite Wenda Bookstore.

Xia Yang poked his head in and said to the bookshop clerk, "Excuse me, if the person just now comes out, tell them that I'm going to Sanyuan Bookshop and will be back soon."

The clerk was stunned, turned his head to look at the inner room, then looked at Xia Yang and said, "Don't worry, the shopkeepers are talking about something. There's no need to go to other bookshops now. Our shopkeeper is very easy to talk to." "I know." Xia Yang didn't say anything else. He led the carriage to Sanyuan Bookshop. He parked the carriage just across the door of the bookshop and said to the clerk inside, "Please ask your shopkeeper to come out. I'm here to collect the debt." "Collecting debt?" When the clerk heard this, he immediately turned around to look at the customers in the bookshop, "Our bookshop never owes money. You've come to the wrong place." He also kindly pointed out, "There are many bookshops in the county. There are several on this street. If you can't read, tell me their names and I can tell you where they are." The clerk looked at Xia Yang with a smile on his face, which was a standard way of hospitality. He looked at Xia Yang calmly. He was wearing an old coarse cloth shorts and didn't look like an illiterate person. "Three yuan." Xia Yang said calmly. He stood at the door of the bookstore with a calm face and did not go in. Naturally, the people coming behind him could not bypass the carriage and enter the bookstore with him. "Find the person in charge here." "Pay off the silver that was withheld, otherwise no one can enter your bookstore today. If you want to deny it, I will ask someone to judge here." Xia Yang looked at the scholars in the bookstore, as well as some people dressed as literati, and said calmly: "There are so many knowledgeable people here, each of them is talented and knowledgeable. Ask them to help judge and judge justice. I think your bookstore cannot be said to be unfair." "What are you doing?" The clerk was anxious and did not care about maintaining superficial etiquette. "Look at who you are, and look at your clothes. I guess you can't read a single word. How can our bookstore owe you money?" "If you want to extort money, go somewhere else." The clerk drove Xia Yang away impatiently, "Don't you see where this is? Are you so bold? You dare to run here and act wild." "Go away quickly, or I'll call the police." The clerk stretched out his hand to push Xia Yang, trying to drive him away. "Our bookstore is a time-honored brand, and we have branches in various places in this dynasty. We still owe you a lot of money." Xia Yang did not hide. He simply grabbed his wrist and threw the clerk aside, standing there motionless. "Ouch!" The waiter staggered a few steps to stand firm, holding his wrist and screaming in pain, glaring at Xia Yang and said, "You dare to hit someone? I will call the police to arrest you." He then called the other waiters over, "Drive him away quickly, report him to the police if he dares to do anything again. This kind of vicious person must be severely punished by the officials." Xia Yang's expression did not change, and he looked quietly at the waiters who gathered together, "Find your shopkeeper or the person in charge to come over, I don't have time to entangle with you, pay off the withheld silver, and we will part ways." "Our bookstore does not owe you any money." The waiter whose wrist was pinched by Xia Yang said, "Get out of here quickly, or we will call the police now." He looked at the people in the bookstore who were alarmed and looked towards the door one by one. The waiter was anxious, most of these people were regular customers of their bookstore, and they couldn't leave a bad impression because of this incident. "You." The clerk pointed at someone casually, "Go report to the authorities. Someone came to our bookstore to cause trouble and extort money. Let the officials come and arrest him." He sneered at Xia Yang, "I asked you to leave just now, but you didn't. Now you can't leave even if you want to. Wait for jail time." "In broad daylight, I don't believe the officials will listen to your one-sided story." Xia Yang smiled and looked at the clerk and said, "It's good to ask the officials to judge the matter. This is a good opportunity to make you return the money you withheld and embezzled." If he went to report to the authorities, the officials might not pay attention, but if the clerks in the bookstore went to invite people to come, it would probably come faster, while these literati and scholars were here. It was a good opportunity to talk about the matter and let these self-proclaimed literati see what kind of place the bookstore they came to was, and whether they would come here again in the future regardless of their reputation. "Wait." The bookshop clerk was about to report to the police when he saw several people walking out. One of them stopped him and said, "No need to report to the police. Let him explain clearly and let everyone judge." He glanced at Xia Yang, with the corners of his mouth raised and a meaningful smile: "Who dares to come here to cause trouble without reason? This is not a place for ordinary people to come casually." Xia Yang looked at him in surprise and said casually: "Not everyone is willing to come to this kind of place. If they can come here, they must have something wrong." "Since you said you don't owe any money and haven't deducted any money." Xia Yang said to the clerk who was glaring at him: "Why don't you invite your boss out to ask him? Do you, a clerk, know everything about this bookstore, and do they handle everything through your hands?" "Uh." The clerk choked, "Our bookstore has never owed any money. Every clerk knows it." He said this because he was confident, and even if there were any problems, they could not be made public for the customers in the bookstore to see, which would affect the reputation and business of their bookstore. "Since you are so confident, I will explain it to you clearly." Xia Yang's eyes flashed with a smile, which was exactly his purpose. What's the use of just asking for money? We also need to make Sanyuan Bookstore famous and let the people in the county know their true colors and reveal their ugly faces. The author has something to say:

Chapter 43

Wenchang Street, which mainly sells books, writing brushes, inkstones, and other things, is the favorite place for students and scholars in the county.

Although this street is located a little off the main street, it is also designed to be quiet in the bustle, so that scholars can have a quiet place to read and discuss knowledge.

In the past, no matter how many people came and went here, they always kept absolute silence, and no one even made loud noises on the street.

But today is different. Pedestrians on the street slowly gathered in one place, and the door of the "Sanyuan" bookstore was blocked by people. It was obvious that something was wrong.

Xia Yang was inside at the moment, talking about Liu Jingwen. "Because of something at home, I can't write the storybook for the time being. I came here to settle the silver. You actually said that you would not continue to write the next one. I can't settle all the settlements and have to compensate for your losses. Am I going to be tied to death here by you? I will be driven by your bookstore for the rest of my life?"

"I don't know what losses your bookstore has suffered? Do you need to deduct silver to make up for it?" Xia Yang asked: "Do all bookstores have this rule, or is it a specific rule that must be followed by your Sanyuan Bookstore?" "

Do you have an agreement on this rule? Or do you discuss it verbally with others in advance to get their consent? Or did you make the decision to add this rule at the last minute?"

Xia Yang pressed his questions, making the guys a little embarrassed. They didn't know how to answer for a while, fearing that saying something wrong would bring great trouble.

But in front of so many people, they couldn't say nothing. There were already whispers in the crowd, discussing the way Sanyuan Bookstore did things.

"This." The clerk was embarrassed. He didn't know about this and had never heard of such a rule. "Our bookstore has never had such a rule. This situation is impossible."

"Impossible?" Xia Yang sneered, "You mean I slandered your Sanyuan Bookstore for no reason?"

"Well, if you pay me the money, it will prove that your bookstore did not deduct money and force people to continue working for your bookstore."

"I'm just a clerk. I can't make this decision." The clerk said.

"Find someone who can make the decision, and ask him to explain what's going on." Xia Yang frowned slightly. How could the manager not show up in this situation?

"Yes." Zhang Jinyu said on the side: "Why can't I see your shopkeeper? Is Shopkeeper Jiang not here?"

The clerk looked embarrassed, looked at Xia Yang and then at Zhang Jinyu, and said helplessly: "Shopkeeper Jiang has been transferred to the provincial capital. The steward is temporarily in charge here. He is not in the bookstore today." "

You mean, I can't get the money today?" Xia Yang asked: "If you say you are not here every time I come, the money will not be settled?"

"This." The clerk was speechless, looking at Xia Yang with a gloomy look, "This matter is indeed not up to us to decide, please come another day, don't delay our bookstore business."

"I have a long way to go and can't wait." Xia Yang said: "My family is waiting for money to save their lives, please give me a favor."

He looked around and saw that there were people all around, and they had completely surrounded the Sanyuan Bookstore. "I'm here to settle the bill, not to borrow money. In other words, I'm not begging you, there is no need to do everything according to your words."

"One moment you accuse me of blackmail, the next moment you accuse me of slander, and then you say in front of so many people that you have never withheld money."

"Then, what exactly does your bookstore mean? If you don't give me the money and you don't admit to withholding it, won't my money be wasted and disappear without a trace?"

"We need to find the manager for this matter." The clerk had sweat on his forehead, but he still said under pressure: "It's useless for you to embarrass us. No matter how much you make trouble, we can't give you the money as you say, or admit that our bookstore has ever withheld money."

"I only know that it is natural to pay back debts." Xia Yang smiled, looked at the clerk and said: "I wonder how long your manager will hide?"

"Huh?" The clerk suddenly had an idea and felt that he had overlooked something, "You must have proof when you come to settle the bill. If you don't have it, you don't have to talk nonsense here. Everything is based on the proof."

"You are just looking for an excuse to embarrass me." Xia Yang said: "If I really take out the proof, you will say that you can't make the decision and I will find your manager. Why should I show it to you?"

"If you don't have any evidence, it's useless even if you find our manager." The waiter said.

He thought to himself: This seems to be true, but if it is true, the manager will not leave any evidence, and Xia Yang will definitely not have any evidence.

"Heh." Unexpectedly, Xia Yang was not panicked at all. He just sneered and looked at the clerk sarcastically and said, "What if I take out the proof and you take the opportunity to destroy it? Your Sanyuan Bookstore has no integrity now, and I won't show it to you."

"Be polite." The clerk was annoyed by Xia Yang's harassment. If there were no people here that he didn't dare to offend, he would have driven Xia Yang out long ago. "There are so many people here, who can destroy the proof? You are really slandering."

"I slander?" Xia Yang crossed his arms, leaned his back against the carriage, and said disdainfully, "You have withheld all the money, and you don't admit it. You still keep saying that there is no rule. Who can believe in your bookstore?"

"If you want to know whether what I said is true or not, call your manager, or take out the accounts for everyone to see. There are records on it."

The clerk opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Jinyu. He said impatiently, "Either find the manager or take the accounts and see it with your own eyes. Can arguing like this solve the problem?"

"Mr. Zhang." The clerk was so nervous that he stuttered a little. He looked at Zhang Jinyu at a loss, "The accounts are not with us."

Sweat dripped down his forehead and cheeks one after another. He didn't know what to do? Now was not a good time to find the manager.

If this matter was confirmed, the reputation of Sanyuan Bookstore would be ruined. All of them would have to go home and might not be able to find such a decent job.

"Then call the manager." Zhang Jinyu said.

He knew that some accounts might not be accessible to the clerks, but it was impossible for him to not know where the manager was and not be able to find him.

"The manager is in the inner room." He Wenjie, who was standing next to Zhang Jinyu, said, "When I came here, I saw with my own eyes that the manager left the counter and went to the inner room, telling the guys that he was going to have tea and take a break."

"We have only been here for a quarter of an hour, so we shouldn't leave the bookstore so soon, right?" He Wenjie smiled and looked at the clerk, "Or is it that your bookstore really has something

going on, and you dare not confront the victim face to face?" The clerk trembled all over and his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground at that time. This time the matter became a big deal, and he regretted not finding a way to drive Xia Yang away earlier.

"I came here today to ask for advice." Xia Yang said, "Does the bookstore really have the rule of withholding money? If so, why not write it in the signed agreement, or notify verbally in advance ?

" "Like you said just now, if there is no agreement." Xia Yang said to the clerk, "and no one was notified in advance, the money must be settled, and not a penny can be withheld."

"Who withheld, who withheld your money?" The manager suddenly came out from the inner room and shouted at Xia Yang.

He had been listening for a long time, and he didn't come out because he wanted the clerk to drive Xia Yang away, so as not to leak the matter out and let people question his decision.

But someone saw him go into the inner room to rest. If he didn't come out by himself, but was found out by someone, he would lose face.

"He's just a blind man." The manager said sternly: "Our bookstore has trained him for so many years, isn't there any loss?"

"I only left him ten or fifteen taels because he really can't write and needs money to support his life. Isn't he satisfied?" He saw

Zhang Jinyu from the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled immediately, but then he thought of something and calmed himself down.

The steward put his hands behind his back and looked at Xia Yang with a haughty face, "This is a new rule set by our bookshop. The agreement was not signed again with him in time because we couldn't find him. It 's not our bookshop's fault."

"Isn't your bookshop's fault?" Xia Yang put down his hands and clenched his fists, wishing he could hit him directly in the face, "The manuscript has already been handed over to your bookshop. Even if there are rules set later, what does it have to do with the agreement that has already been signed? Do we still need to abide by your new rules?" "Of course we must abide by them." The steward said, "The previous agreement must be signed again. Even if the manuscript has been handed in, as long as the money has not been settled, we must follow the new rules." "I think you are shameless." Xia Yang said, "If you change your mind every day, the signed agreement can be invalidated at any time. What's the point of having this agreement? You can just say everything verbally and deduct it according to your wishes at any time." "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here." The steward scolded unceremoniously, "You, a peasant, came here to make trouble. Are you thinking of spending some time in jail?" "Hmph." He Wenjie frowned. He was always quiet and taciturn, but he couldn't help but feel angry. He said with a cold face: "The manager is so powerful that he doesn't even need to take into account the rules?" "Uh." The manager's face changed drastically, and he said with a weak look: "Mr. He, this is what Manager Jiang told me before he left. I am also doing things according to the rules." He didn't expect that someone would really not give face to the bookstore. These were all people that Manager Jiang was on good terms with. He thought that they would definitely show some sympathy and not interfere too much. Now he can only bite the bullet and push the matter to Manager Jiang, hoping that they can not embarrass themselves and make this matter round. "Why don't you get out of here quickly." He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, and he scolded Xia Yang, "It was the blind man who signed the agreement with the bookstore. If he is dissatisfied, just let him come. Who do you think you are to come and seek justice?" " "Xia Yang punched him in the face, and the manager staggered and fell, and half of his face was visibly swollen. With a "vomit" sound, the manager spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth stuck in it, which showed how angry Xia Yang was and how much force he used. "You call me a blind man again?" Xia Yang stepped on his face and stomped hard on the ground. "It's okay if you want to deduct money. It's okay if you rely on your relationship to ignore the agreement, but if you dare to call me a blind man again, I will crush your face and make you unable to face people in the future." "Don't get excited." Zhang Jinyu hurried forward to persuade him. He had seen how ruthless Xia Yang was in beating people. He was afraid that he would really beat the steward to the point of being unable to speak. "If you have something to say, just say it slowly." "What?" Xia Yang clenched his fists. He knew that the steward must have something to rely on to be so rampant. He felt bad for Liu Jingwen. "He blatantly ignored the agreement, arbitrarily deducted other people's hard-earned money, and humiliated them at will. What else can I say?" "I'll tell you." Xia Yang stepped hard and stomped the steward's face out of shape. He couldn't even open his mouth. "Since you dare to be so arrogant, I will go to the yamen to sue you and see if the county magistrate will stand up for the people?" Zhang Jinyu's eyes jumped, and he thought with a bit of a laugh and cry: If he doesn't stand up for you, can you still beat me like this? "Take your foot away first." He Wenjie stepped forward and said to Xia Yang, "The steward is at fault. You will definitely win if you go and file a complaint, but you can't hit people at will." The steward's face was about to be crushed by Xia Yang, and he was having difficulty breathing through his mouth and nose. He was about to roll his eyes and faint, so he took his foot away, "I'm going to take you to the authorities now." "No need." An old man suddenly came out of the crowd, and he bowed to Xia Yang and said, "This is our bookstore's fault, and I apologize to you." He looked at the steward lying on the ground, his eyes sharp and he said, "I'm just away for a while and asked you to take charge of the bookstore temporarily. I didn't expect you to dare to cause such a thing in my name, and what will happen to the reputation of our bookstore?" "Take him away, I'll deal with it later." After Manager Jiang finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yang and said, "The withheld silver will be settled to you now. After I finish dealing with this matter, I will come to your house to apologize another day." "No need." Xia Yang said: "I just want justice and get the money back. I don't want to have anything else to do with your bookstore." Shopkeeper Jiang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xia Yang to be so resentful. "Then let's settle the bill first, and we'll talk about other things later." "Ten or fifteen taels." Xia Yang was concise and directly reported the amount of silver. "Okay." Shopkeeper Jiang casually asked someone to get the silver and handed it to Xia Yang without any hesitation. "Our bookstore was wrong in this matter. We apologize to you again." Xia Yang just nodded and said nothing. He turned to look at Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie, bowed to them and thanked them: "Thank you both for speaking up for justice today. Thank you very much." "You're welcome." Zhang Jinyu said: "We are familiar with Shopkeeper Jiang and know that he would never do this. It was the manager who acted on his own initiative and for the bookstore and Shopkeeper Jiang." Xia Yang understood what he meant, but he was also grateful in his heart. He bowed before leaving, "I still have to thank you. No matter what your purpose is, I am the one who benefited after all." After he said that, he turned around and left. Just as he turned the carriage around, he remembered something and turned back to Shopkeeper Jiang and said: "I will send you the receipt for the silver later." "No problem." Shopkeeper Jiang looked at Xia Yang in surprise and said with a smile, "I know who he is and I have confidence in his character." Xia Yang did not comment. Before he took a few steps, he saw Liu Jingwen and Wang Hao at the door of Wenda Bookstore. They had obviously finished their discussion with the shopkeeper. When he walked over, he just heard the clerk tell Liu Jingwen and Wang Hao that he was going to Sanyuan Bookstore and asked Liu Jingwen and the others to wait in the bookstore for a while. "No need to wait." Xia Yang said at the door: "I'm back, get in the car." He helped Liu Jingwen get in the car and whispered to him: "I got the silver back, you give me the receipt and I'll send it to that shopkeeper Jiang." "Shopkeeper Jiang?" Liu Jingwen said: "Shopkeeper Jiang is back, did you get the silver back from him?" "It's coming back." Xia Yang said: "Give me the receipt, I'll send it over now and get this done." "Okay." Liu Jingwen didn't ask any more questions, he took out the receipt from his arms and gave it to Xia Yang, "Go quickly, we'll wait for you here." "Okay." Xia Yang smiled immediately, seeing that Liu Jingwen had the same mind as him and didn't mention the matter of going to see Shopkeeper Jiang, he said happily: "I'll tell you in detail when I come back." The author has something to say:

Chapter 44

Not far from Wenchang Street, there is a secluded street where a carriage is quietly parked.

Xia Yang sat at the door of the carriage, looked at Liu Jingwen and said, "That's it, I got the silver back."

He recounted the process of going to get the silver, except for the steward's constant scolding of Liu Jingwen, there was nothing else to hide.

"You wanted to go to Sanyuan Bookstore because you heard me talking with Brother Wang." Liu Jingwen asked.

He didn't tell Xia Yang this, except that he and Wang Hao mentioned this on the way, Xia Yang should have no other channels to know.

"Yes." Xia Yang said, "I heard that you were going to ask for the money that was withheld. I thought I would go there in advance when I had nothing to do, so that you don't have to go there again.

" "Why bother?" Liu Jingwen sighed, "Just take the signed agreement and ask them to pay the remaining money."

"Will they do it?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows. Seeing that Liu Jingwen said it lightly, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "The manager dared to admit it in public. Will it be useful for you to take the agreement to him?"

"Aren't there many literati in the bookstore? Just let them take a look." Liu Jingwen said, "If you really want to tear your face, just go to the government office."

That's what he thought. If he took out the agreement in public to ask for the money, if the manager refused to admit it, he would report it to the county magistrate and let him make a judgment.

Quarrel, fight? That's impossible.

Liu Jingwen knew how hard Xia Yang worked to make money. He would not secretly take this loss for a little face. He must get the money back in full.

"Do you think going to the county government office will be useful?" Xia Yang disagreed. Seeing the manager's arrogant attitude, he knew there must be a backstage. "It's not obvious favoritism, just shirking the responsibility for a while. Do you have time to come to this county town all the time?"

"Or, do you want to live here and wait for the county magistrate to help you get the money back?" Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen with amusement and stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek. "Little scholar, you think too simply and are not suitable for being an official."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen shook his head helplessly. His husband only looked at things superficially and wanted to argue about everything in the open. "Writing storybooks is more suitable for me."

"Okay." Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen looked depressed, and took the initiative to take his hand and put it on his ear. "You can twist it. This time I didn't discuss it with you in advance and acted on my own."

Liu Jingwen really grabbed his ear, but did not twist Xia Yang. "In our village, you can make whatever trouble you want. The villagers are simple and honest, and some unpleasantness will soon pass."

"It's different in this county. What if the steward reports you to the police and arrests you? Even if we rush over later, you might have already suffered the loss. It's not worth it."

He thought about it and decided to give a lecture. He didn't take a scholar like him seriously, so how could the steward take Xia Yang seriously

? "This time you have the help of a noble person, and you happened to meet Manager Jiang. Otherwise, think about how it would end. Can we go back today?"

"I didn't expect that steward to be so foul-mouthed." Xia Yang frowned, and now he felt uncomfortable thinking about it. "No matter what, even if you say I'm wrong, I admit it, but I won't let you go over and be humiliated. I will take care of the beatings and scoldings. I won't let you suffer any grievances."

If it weren't for the fact that there was a law-abiding person, and he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, Xia Yang wanted to blind the steward and let him get the retribution for his foul mouth.

Let him also taste the taste of being blind, and see if he still keeps the word blind on his lips? Do you dare to keep scolding Liu Jingwen as a blind man?

"It doesn't matter whether you want to return the silver or not." Liu Jingwen took back his hand. "If there is any accident and you are taken to the government office for detention, how can I feel at ease?"

How could he not know what Xia Yang was thinking in his heart? He was just taking care of himself, but he was also worried about his husband. Silver was not as important as Xia Yang's safety.

"It's okay." Seeing Liu Jingwen's low mood, Xia Yang moved closer to sit in the car. "When I came here, Uncle Wang told me that he had a friendship with the head of the police in the government office. If

you have any problems, just mention him." "I didn't ignore the consequences, and I won't make you worry." Xia Yang took Liu Jingwen's hand and whispered to comfort him: "Don't worry, I will really tell you in advance if there is something in the future. I was careless this time."

As he spoke, he gently bumped Liu Jingwen with his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "I will accept the punishment when I go back. It's not easy to come to the county town. Don't let this matter affect your mood, ok?"

He knew that he had also underestimated the degree of arrogance and domineering of the manager. He didn't expect that he would really dare to ignore the eyes of the crowd and the reputation of the bookstore.

Seeing Liu Jingwen's expression, knowing that he was worried about him, Xia Yang also reflected on himself. This was ancient times and any accidents could happen.

He had to be more careful in the future, not only for himself but also for Liu Jingwen. Thinking about how he was taken into the government office and how Liu Jingwen was anxious and at a loss,

Xia Yang blamed himself even more and kept coaxing him softly, "Little scholar, don't be angry. I know I was wrong. If I do it again, don't twist my ears. Hit me hard and I'll remember it."

His breath fell on Liu Jingwen's ears, and the warm breath brought a tingling sensation. Liu Jingwen subconsciously wanted to hide, but he was reluctant to give up the opportunity for the two of them to be so close.

"You must remember this, don't do it again." Liu Jingwen said uncomfortably: "If you do it again, I will really punish you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Heh." Xia Yang chuckled, looking at Liu Jingwen's slightly frail body, he really didn't know how much force he would have on him, "Okay, I'm thick-skinned and I'll stand still if you punish me."

"Really?" Liu Jingwen suddenly turned his head, Xia Yang was so close to him that their noses almost touched, "I want to see if you can bear it, I won't stop until you beg for mercy."

He couldn't see Xia Yang, but the two of them were entangled in their breath, and he could clearly feel each other's warm breath. For a while, the carriage became a little ambiguous. Xia Yang

stared at Liu Jingwen in disbelief, the handsome face in front of him was magnified, and he could touch it with just a nod of his head.

He felt dry in his mouth and wanted to cross that tiny gap. His heart was beating wildly, and Xia Yang was hot all over, and a greedy desire rose from the inside out.

He wanted to lower his head and take possession of Liu Jingwen's rosy lips, and hold him in his arms to comfort himself for missing him for so long.

He felt depressed, so close yet so far away, how could he miss him like this? Liu Jingwen and he were legitimate husband and wife.

Liu Jingwen did not move, but listened to Xia Yang's movements. Seeing that he did not hide and distance them, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and he said softly: "Are you scared, husband? Are you afraid that I will really punish you?"

"Cough cough cough." Wang Hao could not help it and choked on his own saliva, "Sorry, my throat is itchy."

Ever since Xia Yang came in and sat next to Liu Jingwen, he looked away and did not want to look, but his ears were useless, and no ambiguous words were heard.

With a casual glance, Wang Hao almost jumped up when he saw Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen face to face, just a little bit away from each other.

If he hadn't considered the embarrassment between them, he would have wanted to get off the car and run away. He wanted to make some noise but was choked by his own saliva and kept coughing.

Liu Jingwen frowned and looked at Wang Hao and said, "Brother Wang, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the clinic to see a doctor?"

"Ahem." Xia Yang cleared his throat and smiled at Wang Hao's red cheeks, "Maybe you are holding it in. Just cough a few times."

He felt his face burning and the temperature of his body made him want to take a cold shower immediately, but the displeasure of being interrupted still made him laugh.

What's wrong with husbands being closer? He made a fuss and Xia Yang just made up his mind to touch Liu Jingwen's lips one day, but he was interrupted by him.

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Hao awkwardly fanned the air with his hands a few times, "It's too stuffy in the carriage, I'll go down and walk to cool down."

"What time is it?" Liu Jingwen suddenly asked.

Xia Yang leaned out of the carriage, looked at the sun in the sky, and estimated: "It's almost noon, do you want to buy something?"

"Nothing to buy." Liu Jingwen said: "The time agreed with Brother Zhang is coming soon, let's go and wait first."

"Okay." Xia Yang turned and got out of the carriage, "I'll drive the car over, don't you want to go for a walk? It's not easy to come here."

"In the afternoon." Liu Jingwen said: "I used to come here often, there are a few good places to take you to see."

They were talking here, and Wang Hao not only did not get off the carriage, but was isolated by the two of them. He could only shake his head helplessly: he was delaying the closeness of the two and was despised!

...

"Brother Xia."

Zhang Liu saw Xia Yang driving the carriage over and waved to him from a distance, "Here."

"Brother Zhang is still riding fast and got there before us." Xia Yang said to Liu Jingwen.

He drove over and looked at the restaurant in front of him, "Brother Zhang, this doesn't seem to be the place we should come to."

Xia Yang wanted Liu Jingwen to have a good meal, but he also had to consider the money in his pocket to choose a place. This restaurant was obviously too expensive.

"I'm inviting you guys here today, how can I just find a place casually." Zhang Liu smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, one meal won't make me poor."

Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen and Wang Hao. The two did not express that they were the first to do everything. "Okay, it would be against Brother Zhang's intention if I refuse again."

"You're welcome, please come in." Zhang Liu said.

Xia Yang helped Liu Jingwen in. It wasn't that he was greedy for petty gains. He could afford to treat everyone here now, but he couldn't do so. He could only invite them back later.

He originally wanted to pay the bill, and he didn't care how Zhang Liu operated. He let him order a table of dishes and prepared to eat Zhang Liu's meal generously.

"Waiter, bring a jar of wine." Zhang Liu said.

"My alcohol tolerance is limited. Please have a few drinks, Brother Zhang and Brother Wang." Liu Jingwen said lightly.

He didn't want to drink again in his life. Liu Jingwen had learned a lesson and would never give anyone a chance to plot against him again.

"Uh." Xia Yang was stunned and turned to look at Liu Jingwen. He found that he had no expression on his face and was not polite at all. "Okay, no, not a single sip." When

he heard that he wanted to drink, he suddenly remembered that he had not drunk alcohol since he came here and had forgotten the word. Now Zhang Liu mentioned him and immediately aroused his craving for alcohol.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jingwen's words dispelled his thoughts. Xia Yang remembered that it was because of drinking that Liu Jingwen was plotted against by Chen Bairun. This matter was probably a shadow that he could not get rid of in his heart.

"The food in this restaurant smells good." Xia Yang held his hand and said, "Let's eat more dishes. Drinking too much alcohol is harmful to the body. We don't drink this."

He didn't crave alcohol at all now. Really, Xia Yang himself felt strange?

Because of Liu Jingwen's words, he now looked at the wine on the table and wanted to ask the waiter to move it away so that Liu Jingwen would not smell the alcohol.

Wang Hao also reacted and said to Zhang Liu with a smile: "Mr. Liu is not good at drinking, let's have a few drinks."

"Okay." Zhang Liu saw that Xia Yang looked disgusted with the jar of wine on the table and didn't want to persuade him anymore.

"Eat more." Seeing the dishes coming up one after another, Xia Yang exchanged a few polite words with Zhang Liu and picked up some dishes for Liu Jingwen. "Tell me which one you like. We'll order your favorite next time we come."

"Don't always think about me. Eat more too." Liu Jingwen said, "It's tiring to drive the car. Eat more."

"Don't worry about me." Xia Yang picked up some dishes for him and said, "I have a good appetite. Three of you can't eat as much as I do."

Liu Jingwen chuckled. He had noticed Xia Yang's appetite. He was indeed a big eater. Thinking of this, he felt distressed. "It's all because you're working too hard. I can't help you share the burden at all."

He looked distressed. Xia Yang looked happy and glanced at Zhang Liu proudly. "It's not hard work. I'm willing to do anything for you. As long as you're happy, I'll listen to you."

Wang Hao turned his face away silently. He had really seen enough. He was sitting alone aside. How embarrassing!

Zhang Liu looked at Xia Yang and then at Liu Jingwen, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "You two are really in love. Seeing you makes me want to get married and have children."

"Yes!" Xia Yang thought, "Brother Zhang, you really should find a wife. If you were someone else at your age, they would have children running all over the place."

He ignored the fact that he was older than Zhang Liu in his previous life and was also a single dog, and used the energy of his family to urge marriage to persuade Zhang Liu.

"Brother Zhang is a handsome man with a dignified and handsome appearance." Xia Yang praised: "You can tell at a glance that you are worth a lot of money. Anyone who marries you will definitely enjoy a good life, and you will also find a good wife."

"If you delay any longer, no one will want you when you are older." Xia Yang said: "You'd better hurry up. If you open your mouth now, there will be a lot of people rushing to you. Don't delay your lifelong event."

Zhang Liu's eyes twitched, and Xia Yang's words made it seem as if he would not be able to find a wife soon, which made him feel a little depressed, and he was embarrassed to refute for a while.

"What Yang said makes sense." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "If Brother Zhang is interested, you should find someone to help you choose a

girl in advance, otherwise the better ones will be taken away." "I'm free and easy by myself." Zhang Liu immediately interrupted him, "I can't live with a family. I've never thought about getting married in my life. It was just a joke. Don't take it seriously."

He had to dissuade the two of them from thinking about it. Zhang Liu saw that Liu Jingwen was thoughtful, and Xia Yang was obviously eager for him to get married immediately, so it was better for them to give up.

"Brother Zhang is young now." Wang Hao also advised, "You don't feel it now, but in the future, when the people around you get married and have children, even if you occasionally want to find someone to have a drink and chat, there may not be anyone who can show up in time, because they are all busy taking care of their wives and children."

"Tsk." Zhang Liu regretted saying that and shot himself in the foot, "Let's not talk about this, let's drink."

He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, "Maybe I will consider it when I meet someone I like in the future, but it's better to be happy alone now."

"If you don't find someone, how do you know if you like him or not?" Xia Yang's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Like Xiao Xiucai and I, we were two strangers, but since we got married, we can no longer see anyone else in our eyes. We can only accommodate each other, and no one else can enter our eyes."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen nodded gently, indicating that Xia Yang was right, "Brother Yang is the best in my heart, no one can compare to him."

"Me too." Xia Yang immediately smiled and looked at Liu Jingwen tenderly, "In my eyes and in my heart, Xiao Xiucai is the best one."

"Ahem." Wang Hao picked up the wine glass uncomfortably and invited Zhang Liu to drink. "Brother Zhang, think about it. If I were not a burden, I would also like to marry a wife right now."

"Let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this." Zhang Liu waved his hands helplessly. What is going on?

Because of this episode, Zhang Liu took the initiative to bring up the matter of building a house, which temporarily diverted the topic. Soon everyone forgot to persuade Zhang Liu.

They had to hurry on their way. Zhang Liu and Wang Hao did not drink much. Everyone finished their meal quickly. Zhang Liu sent Xia Yang and the others out of the restaurant and turned back.

"How is it? Do you remember their appearance?" Zhang Liu came to a corner and asked the two people sitting there: "Can you draw it more realistically? It would be best if it is no different from the real person."

He Wenjie stood up and saluted, being particularly respectful to Zhang Liu, and said in a serious manner: "Look carefully, it will definitely be the same as the real person, please rest assured."

"Okay." Zhang Liu nodded, and did not say anything else, just told He Wenjie: "Tell me when the painting is finished, I will come to pick it up in person."

"Okay." He Wenjie agreed.

"Why does he want the portrait of Liu Xiucai?" Zhang Jinyu looked at Zhang Liu's back and said: "Don't tell me what's wrong again, and it will fall on that unlucky scholar."

"So what?" He Wenjie sat down dejectedly, "We can't help him this time, we can only hope that we are wrong."

"Yes, even my father has to be respectful to him, what are we?" Zhang Jinyu said helplessly.

They were in the bookstore today, thinking that Liu Jingwen was bullied everywhere, and they were thinking about finding a way to get to know him one day, and maybe help him more in the future.

Unexpectedly, this time they gave up the idea and could no longer have the heart to help. They couldn't afford to offend this person, and even if Liu Jingwen was really in trouble, they couldn't help him.

"The county magistrate didn't say who this person is?" He Wenjie asked.

Because he is good at painting, he was appointed by the county magistrate to come with Zhang Jinyu to help paint the portrait of the man just now. Who knew it would be Liu Jingwen.

"No, my father didn't say, he just asked us to obey his orders respectfully." Zhang Jinyu said.

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Chapter 45

Seven or eight days later, Zhang Liu came to the county again.

He took the portrait and looked at it carefully. It was indeed the same as Liu Jingwen himself, as if he was attached to the scroll.

"Not bad." Zhang Liu nodded and praised.

He looked at the county magistrate standing beside him and bowed his hands to thank him: "Thank you, County Magistrate Zhang."

"This is what I should do." County Magistrate Zhang did not take credit for it. He hesitated for a moment and said: "This scholar Liu is very talented and has excellent character. If there is no accident, he will be able to enter the officialdom in the imperial examination in no time." "County Magistrate Zhang,

don't worry." Zhang Liu smiled faintly and said: "It will benefit him and not harm him. Please don't disclose this matter to the outside world."

He understood the county magistrate's meaning. In order to avoid trouble, he made a special explanation, which was also considered to clear Liu Jingwen's name and did not cause any trouble.

"That's very good." County Magistrate Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. He was pestered by his son for many days, and he had to say this.

"I'll leave first and visit you another day." Zhang Liu said.

He left the county government office and went directly to his residence in the county. He wrote a letter and called someone to say, "Send it to the capital as soon as possible. Do not disclose any secrets."

"Yes." A young man bowed his head and replied.

"And one more thing." Zhang Liu pondered for a moment and said, "Arrange people to go to the capital to find a man named Liu Chenghe and investigate his affairs thoroughly."

"Be sure to be careful. This man used to be in the military camp and was a scout. His vigilance is very strong. Don't alert the enemy."

Zhang Liu instructed, "Send a few more people to investigate from the day he was in the capital. Everything in the past 20 years must be investigated thoroughly. Don't miss anything."

"Yes." The young man withdrew.

Zhang Liu stood up and opened the window, looking outside thoughtfully. It's not that he was making a fuss. No matter how he thought about it, there was something strange about it. It couldn't be so coincidental.

If it were someone else, he might sigh that it was a coincidence. There is nothing strange in the world. He would be happy to show off his discovery to others.

But when it comes to Liu Chenghe, Zhang Liu will never be so optimistic. He must solve the doubts. Even if it is a coincidence, he cannot miss any unusual places.

"Alas!" Zhang Liu sighed.

He didn't know if he was right to do this, but since he found out, he had to do it. There was no doubt that Zhang Liu himself was helpless.

...

At this time, at the dock of Fucheng.

Father Liu was looking in the direction of the capital. He looked haggard and tired, and his clothes were covered with dust. He had just come to Fucheng after a long journey the day before yesterday.

Father Liu came here to find someone. His two friends in the past, one was doing a small business in Fucheng, and the other was an official in the military camp.

Now, after many years, time has passed quickly, and things here have changed. Fucheng is no longer what it used to be.

And his two friends have left Fucheng without a trace. The news he inquired was that they left here more than ten years ago.

"Alas!" Father Liu sighed helplessly.

He wanted to ask them for help to find a doctor for his son, or borrow some money to go to other places to find famous doctors, but unfortunately all of them became extravagant hopes.

Father Liu raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely. When he left here, he did not say goodbye to them and did not leave them any message.

They had written him several letters to ask about his situation, but he did not reply. The contact between them was cut off.

Father Liu stood for a long time, looking in the direction of the capital with a sour heart. Finally, he raised his hand and touched his purse. There was not much money in it. If he

did not find something to do, not to mention going home, even eating would become a problem. He should find a job to earn some money for food, and then find a place to stay.

"Old man." A man in his thirties said, "This is not a place for you to make a living. You are too old."

In a corner of the dock, some coolies gathered. They saw Father Liu coming over and squatting beside them. At first glance, he was looking for a job.

"Yes." Another man in his forties said, "If I hadn't been here for many years, no one would be willing to work at my age. They would look for young, strong and quick men to do the work." "

Which farmer doesn't have strength?" Father Liu smiled and looked at the people around him. There was really no one as old as him. "My hands and feet are faster. I won't work slower than others."

"Come on." A young man laughed and said, "Even people who have worked at the dock for almost a lifetime will find other jobs when they are in their fifties, or go back to retire if their families can make ends meet. Why do you come here to suffer like this?"

"Life is hard to make ends meet now." Father Liu smiled faintly, "If I didn't have any difficulties, why would I come here and make a living with you younger generations?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him all looked sympathetic, knowing that what Father Liu said was true. As long as life could be better, the younger people like them would not want to work hard here.

"But you can't do it at your age now?" The middle-aged man in his forties looked at Father Liu and said, "If you can't carry the goods or your hands and feet are a little slow, the manager will not be happy and can let you go at any time."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the people around him, "There are many people without work today. Even if a ship arrives soon, the manager who is looking for someone will not choose you." "

It's okay." Father Liu looked around and saw a few big rocks not far away. They should be where the managers who watched the unloading sat. "I will let them see my strength and try to get some work."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and went over. He estimated the weight of the rocks, bent down and lifted a big rock with all his strength. It was about 100 pounds.

"Hey!" Father Liu then exerted his strength with both arms, lifted the stone and put it on his shoulders, and said to those people: "Can you see how fast my hands and feet are?"

He carried the big stone and ran along the dock for a circle, letting the people around him see his strength and running speed, intending to let the steward near the dock see that he could give him a job.

"Dang." The big stone fell to the ground, and Father Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. His chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing was not loud. It seemed that he had some strength left.

"Okay!" The coolies looked at Father Liu with surprise. He was much stronger than them. "The old man is really strong at old age."

"Old." Father Liu said: "I used to be fine running a few laps, but now I'm a little out of breath. I can't help but admit that I'm old."

He has not stopped exercising since he came back from the military camp. He would not have such a good body just by working hard to grow crops, but he still feels a little powerless compared to previous years.

Father Liu's action really attracted a lot of people's attention as he wished. People on the whole dock looked over here frequently. People couldn't help but envy him for having such physical strength at his age.

Standing in the distance, a middle-aged man in his forties dressed in brocade clothes looked at Father Liu with complicated eyes, and finally sighed helplessly: "Why bother!"

Father Liu squatted beside these coolies at this moment, ready to make some connections, and if a familiar manager came to find someone, he could take him to do some work.

The people who persuaded him just now now all looked admiring, and the strange emotions disintegrated. They talked enthusiastically with each other, and soon Father Liu became familiar with them.

At this time, a man dressed as a servant came over, he looked about 30 years old, stood in front of Liu's father, looked him up and down, bowed and said: "Excuse me, are you Liu Chenghe?"

Liu's father's gentle smile suddenly restrained, and he looked at the newcomer sharply. After a moment, he said: "Who asked you to come here?"

"My master, please come over to have a chat." The servant then gently uttered a name: "Zhao Yujiang."

"Swish." Liu's father stood up immediately and asked hurriedly: "Is it Zhao Yujiang who lives in Liunan Lane?"

"The master used to live there." said the servant.

...

"Yujiang."

Father Liu looked at the person sitting in the restaurant in disbelief. It was his good friend Zhao Yujiang, with whom he had once shared life and death. He said with surprise and joy: "Is it really you? Yujiang."

He excitedly took a few steps forward, pulled up the person sitting there, and patted the other's shoulders with a laugh, "Hahahaha", "You've gained weight. The once strong body has now turned into a pile of fat, hahaha."

Father Liu never dreamed that when he was feeling discouraged, Zhao Yujiang would appear out of nowhere, making him overjoyed.

Zhao Yujiang just looked at him quietly, without any extra expression. After Liu's father's excitement subsided, he said: "Why did you come to the provincial capital? You left without saying goodbye and there was no news at all. We thought something happened to you?"

"Let's not talk about this." Liu's father knew what he was going to say, and said apologetically: "It was my fault back then, and I couldn't do anything about it."

He sat down with a sigh, shook his head helplessly: "I received your letter, but I didn't reply to you because I didn't want to come over. I just asked the messenger to bring you a message to let you know that you are well."

"Why did you leave?" Liu's father suddenly thought of this and asked: "You and Changqing are both from the provincial capital, why did you move somewhere else? Is there something wrong?"

Liu's father looked at Zhao Yujiang a few times. He was dressed richly and looked wealthy, like a master. He didn't look like someone who had to leave his hometown because of a change in his family.

"It's fine to move." Zhao Yujiang said calmly: "The general sent someone to pick up the two concubines and asked us if we wanted to go. We discussed it and went."

"When you disappeared, we thought something happened to you. We searched for a long time but found nothing. Finally, we had to write to your family to see if you would come back."

When Father Liu heard this, he closed his eyes and felt upset.

He thought about what happened back then. "The news of the general's death came, and something happened that made me feel discouraged and left the city in a fit of anger." How could he not see that Zhao Yujiang's expression was different? He didn't look like a friend of many years meeting. Except for the familiarity he once had, he was no different from a stranger.

Father Liu didn't think that Zhao Yujiang's expression was normal, but after more than ten years of not seeing each other, the friendship had faded and people had changed a little. He could understand that things are unpredictable.

"Why can't we leave at that time?" Zhao Yujiang said coldly: "You thought you were in the general's mansion and could guard the door for him, but what happened?"

His fingers trembled a little, and his tone was icy. He wanted to knock Liu's father to the ground in one go, "How can you be worthy of the general by causing such a big disaster in the general's mansion?"

"If the general hadn't forbade us to look for you, we would have knocked on your door long ago, you ungrateful villain." Zhao Yujiang punched the table angrily, "We don't have a brother like you."

"General?" Liu's father was stunned on the spot. He didn't care about what Zhao Yujiang said, but just grabbed his shoulder and pulled him towards himself across the table. He asked in disbelief: "What did you say? What general stopped you? Which general?"

"Let me go." Zhao Yujiang shouted, then struggled to break free from Liu's father's restraints, and sneered: "Which general is there? Do you really think the general died in the battle?"

"Really, really?" Liu's father suddenly burst into tears, sobbing and covering his face, "General, you are still alive, still alive!"

"Ahhh!"

Liu's father cried out in pain, the whole person collapsed to the ground, pounding his chest hard, "Why didn't I think of these, there have been so many untrue news in the military camp over the years, why can't I confirm it again, I thought the person was dead for so many years, ahhh!"

"Humph." Zhao Yujiang looked at Liu's father with disdain, "The sooner you know, the sooner you regret it, it's better not to know."

Liu's father didn't listen to him at all, immersed in his own thoughts, tears streaming down his cheeks, the heartache and anger of the past all turned into helplessness and regret.

"Where is the general?" Father Liu quickly calmed himself down and asked, "I want to see him."

"No need." Zhao Yujiang said, "Because you abandoned the general's mansion, the general's two concubines almost got into trouble and made the general cuckolded. How can you have the face to see them?"

"What does it have to do with me whether something happens or not?" Father Liu sneered, "Everyone should pursue their own future. Can you stop them?"

"They are just tools for marriage in their families. They can marry anyone. If something happens, it is their family's fault. What does it have to do with me?"

Father Liu looked at Zhao Yujiang indifferently, "The news of the general's death has come, and there is no need for me to guard the general's mansion. Do you think that as a guard, I can resist the two families arranging their daughters' fate? Or can you make them willingly remain loyal to the general?" As

he spoke, he became sad and angry again, and reached out to grab Zhao Yujiang's collar, "You are a small businessman, and Changqing is a sixth-rank military officer. Which one of you is capable? Which one can do this?"

"Don't tell me about the general's family. Will they care about the two concubines? Or will they listen to you and me and act according to our wishes?"

Zhao Yujiang was speechless. He knew that Father Liu was telling the truth, but he didn't think that Father Liu was right to abandon the general's mansion and ignore the matter.

In any case, with the general's many years of friendship, he had to wait until everything was completely arranged before leaving.

"Even if what you said is right, you can't just walk away." Zhao Yujiang did not struggle. He let Father Liu grab his collar and shouted angrily: "If this is not ungrateful, what else can you do?" "

Don't forget, it was the general who took pity on you and took you in to work in the general's mansion. He ordered you to guard the mansion, and your parents' lives were saved by the general."

"How can a country boy like you live a good life? Those are all rewards from the general. Even the two concubines have given you a lot of rewards. How can you say something that has nothing to do with you?"

"Tell you?" Father Liu smiled. He let go of his hand and shook his head gently, with some disappointment in his eyes. "Who was there at the time? Even if I went there, I would just leave a message for your family. What's the use?" "

Where is the general?" Father Liu asked again.

"The general said," Zhao Yujiang straightened his clothes and looked at Liu's father, "what's past is past, he won't pursue it, but from now on we are just passers-by."

"The general won't say that," Liu's father said, "he will only not pursue it, and won't say we are just passers-by. That's what you should say."

His tone was firm, and his expression did not fluctuate at all. He just quietly waited for Zhao Yujiang to tell him where the general was. He wanted to see the general.

"Alas!" Zhao Yujiang sighed in his heart, looking at Liu's father with complicated eyes, "You are wrong, the general did say that, of course Changqing and I mean the same thing."

"Dang." Liu's father stumbled and knocked over the chair behind him. He stared with his eyes wide open, unable to believe what he heard.

"You, are you telling the truth?" Liu's father's voice trembled, and a hand that was stretched out in the air suddenly stopped again, "Did the general really say that?"

"Yes." Zhao Yujiang spat out a word coldly.

They also couldn't believe that the general would say such a thing, but after knowing the cause and effect, they also hated Liu's father. They

had a life-or-death friendship, so much so that they didn't even consider their identities when making friends. They didn't expect this to be the result. It can only be said that fate is playing tricks on people.

"Okay." Father Liu calmed down and stood up straight. "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

He turned and left without asking why? He didn't explain again. He knew that people would change eventually and there was already a rift between them.

At this time, Father Liu was discouraged. He didn't blame or blame anyone. He knew that there were some misunderstandings, and as long as they were explained clearly, they might be eased, but he didn't want to explain now.

Even if Zhao Yujiang didn't say it, he had already guessed a little bit, and he didn't want to stay for a moment. He felt that people's hearts were complicated and changeable, and the friendship they once had had over time had become a place where there was no trust left.

They were all unwilling to ask themselves, and unanimously decided that what they heard was true. Father Liu's heart was turbulent, but his face showed no expression and was very calm.

Zhao Yujiang looked at his back and felt uncomfortable. After a long silence, he called the entourage beside him, gave him a few instructions, and waved to let him leave.

After a while, the attendant ran back to report: "Master, I didn't take it."

The attendant put the banknote on the table, secretly glanced at his master, and saw that his face was gloomy, so he said carefully: "Master Liu asked the servant to bring a message to the master, and from now on, we don't owe each other anything."

Zhao Yujiang looked at the one or one hundred taels of banknotes on the table, thinking of Liu's father's thin face and the worn-out coarse cloth clothes.

"Forget it." Zhao Yujiang sighed again: "You are asking for what's happening now, so it's retribution!"

At this moment, Liu's father stood outside the restaurant, looking up at the sky, enduring grief, trying to suppress the tears in his eyes, and working hard to earn some money to go home!

At this moment, he wanted to see Liu Jingwen, his favorite and most beloved son. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face again, and he wanted to fly back home immediately.

But he didn't know that his son was busy moving now, and when he returned, he would see a large blue brick and tile house, and Liu Jingwen's happy smile would be in sight.

Chapter 46

"Little scholar, our house is built." Xia Yang asked: "What are your requirements? Tell me now, it's just right that we can do the interior decoration at the same time."

On this day, after the beams of Xia Yang's house were put up, only the interior decoration was left. He wanted to seek Liu Jingwen's opinion, "There are two of us living in this house, what style of decoration do you like?"

"Decoration?" Liu Jingwen muttered, shook his head and smiled. He understood what Xia Yang meant, "I don't have any requirements. Farmers just build their houses and that's it. Why would they make such a big fuss like you?" "For

our own house, of course we should follow our own style and not compare it with others." Xia Yang said.

"That's right." Liu Jingwen nodded. He felt the cool breeze and looked up at the sky. "I can't see anything, so don't worry about me. Just arrange it as you like."

Xia Yang blinked, reacted to the question, pursed his lips and said, "Even if you can't see it, at least you know you are living in a house you like."

"I haven't thought about this question." Liu Jingwen turned to look at Xia Yang. "After building the house, it's just a matter of building some furniture. What else can you have?" "

A lot." Xia Yang said, "For example, in your study, in addition to a desk and bookcase, what else do you need to put in it, or what style does it need? And where should it be placed?" "

You have to think about it. You can't just have whatever you want." Xia Yang held Liu Jingwen's hand and smiled, "The house belongs to the two of us, you have to get involved."

"I haven't seen anything you said." Liu Jingwen hesitated and said, "But I like it very much, so I hope to arrange our house according to what you said."

"Okay." Xia Yang compromised: "Do as I say, and try to make your life as comfortable as possible."

He wanted to build a better house, and even spent a lot of money to build a bathroom and toilet. Just these two necessary things cost Xia Yang twenty taels of silver.

Xia Yang calculated that when the house was completely completed, the six, ten, and five taels

of silver he earned from selling deer would be almost gone. Building the greenhouse also used up all the money he earned from selling wild boars and the money he earned from delivering vegetables during this period.

He searched all his clothes now, but he still had two taels of silver, which made him a poor man again.

Fortunately, in about a month, until mid-to-late October, the vegetables and watermelons in the greenhouse can be sold one after another, and a lot of silver can be obtained again.

"Is the silver enough?" Liu Jingwen asked.

According to Xia Yang, the silver cannot be spent less, and he is afraid that the silver will not be enough, which will make Xia Yang embarrassed.

"It's enough, and there's still some left." Xia Yang said, "Don't worry, I'm spending it based on the money, so I don't need to go out and raise money."

Xia Yang put all the money Liu Jingwen gave him aside without using a penny, totaling forty taels of silver.

"Oh." Liu Jingwen nodded, secretly relieved.

He gave Xia Yang three times of silver, once for the twenty or ten taels that Wang Hao brought back, once for the ten or fifteen taels that Xia Yang wanted back, and the five taels deposit he gave him after the agreement.

Liu Jingwen thought that this money was enough to build a house, even if Xia Yang wanted to build a bigger one, a full seven blue brick and tile houses, he could handle it.

But Xia Yang was extravagant, buying furniture and decorating, and Liu Jingwen gradually became unsure, so he asked again.

"The rice harvest will be in a few days, and our house will be renovated by then." Xia Yang said, "We will move while the villagers are busy, so as to avoid a bunch of people outside watching. It will not look good if we don't invite them in."

"At the beginning of next month, the house will be completely dry." Liu Jingwen readily agreed, "We will move when the villagers harvest the rice."

"Yeah." Xia Yang smiled, "The weather will be cool by then, and we can just move in."

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen felt the joy in Xia Yang's voice, and suddenly held Xia Yang's hand with his backhand, "We have our own house now, should we consummate the marriage?"

He was smiling, and his voice was gentle enough to make people indulge, "Before, we had nothing, and I was also worried that I would make you suffer, so I always gave you the opportunity to make your own choice."

Liu Jingwen became happier and happier as he spoke. They had expressed their feelings in front of everyone several times, either openly or secretly. He thought Xia Yang was willing to live a good life with him now.

It would not be like what Wang Hao said, that she was forced by her family not to marry him. He had seen Xia Yang's sincerity for so long.

Naturally, he didn't want to drag it on any longer. He had to keep his distance while facing each other every day. He wanted to hold hands but had to restrain himself. Liu Jingwen felt it was getting harder and harder.

Xia Yang opened his mouth slightly, and stared at Liu Jingwen in a daze, wondering why he suddenly mentioned this matter?

He raised his hand to wipe his face to make himself more sober. Isn't it good to live like this? Although he occasionally had improper thoughts, Xia Yang didn't want to be suppressed by others.

"Wait a little longer." Xia Yang suddenly shuddered and coughed twice. "The greenhouse will be busy soon, which means that we will focus on it after moving. Let's talk about this later."

He thought of himself with a big belly, like those guys in the village, walking with his hands on his waist and walking with his feet splayed outward, and he suddenly didn't have any romantic thoughts.

"You don't want to?" Liu Jingwen frowned, with a bad feeling in his heart, "You can tell me, I will never force you, and I will definitely give you freedom."

His smile disappeared, and he looked at Xia Yang seriously, "As long as it is what you want, I can give it to you to the best of my ability, including..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Yang covered his mouth all of a sudden. This word can't be said easily, it will hurt each other, "I just thought about it a little more."

"Why?" Liu Jingwen didn't believe it, and his face was obviously puzzled, "What are you thinking about? We are husband and wife, what else do we need to think about?"

"It's not, it's not that there is no money?" Xia Yang squeaked, his face flushed instantly, "Without money, how can we raise children."

"Yes, we can't consummate the marriage if we don't have money saved." Xia Yang said firmly, and he was immediately confident, "If we have children, we must raise them well and can't let them suffer with us."

Liu Jingwen was stunned. He didn't dream that Xia Yang would say this. He looked at Xia Yang blankly and wanted to ask: Can you give birth to a child? Or give birth to a child soon?

"That makes sense." Liu Jingwen turned his head silently, his mouth corners slowly rising, his eyes full of smiles, "Don't worry about the child, Yang Ge'er, it takes a long time for a boy to conceive, some need one or two years, five or six years, or even longer."

"How could it be?" Xia Yang asked curiously: "There are many boys who are pregnant, how could I see it with my own eyes? Some of them are not very old, they must have had children not long after consummating their marriage."

"That's because they are easy to give birth to." Liu Jingwen said: "Yang Ge'er, you don't know about this, do you?"

"Know?" Xia Yang didn't continue to talk, searching the memory in his mind, wanting to see about the boy giving birth.

Before Xia Yang could find this memory, Liu Jingwen shook his head and smiled: "You! Why don't you know more about this? Let me tell you."

After Liu Jingwen's popular science, the pregnancy mole at the base of the left hand is bright in color, the more rosy it is, the easier it is to conceive, and this kind of boy is popular and someone is willing to marry him.

On the contrary, if someone like Xia Yang has a mole that is so faint that it is not a pregnancy mole without careful identification, it is possible that he will never have a child in his lifetime, which is also the main reason why no one wants to marry him.

"Young man is fertile and conceives quickly, but he can only have one or two children in his lifetime." Liu Jingwen said: "It's not that there are no exceptions, but it's just that there are very few."

"Don't worry, brother Yang." Liu Jingwen held Xia Yang's hand and said carefully, "We probably won't have children soon. You don't have to worry about money. I'm here for you." "

I'll finish writing this storybook in my hand, and I can get back dozens of taels of silver by the end of the year. Even if you give birth quickly, you can still raise our child well."

"No, no." Xia Yang hurriedly pulled out his hand and waved his hand in panic, forgetting that Liu Jingwen couldn't see it, "I can't give birth now, you don't have to hurry up and write the storybook."

He regretted it. Why did he talk about having a child?

The matter of consummating the marriage has not been avoided yet, and Liu Jingwen wants to be busy making money to raise a child. Isn't this just asking for trouble!

"I know you can't give birth now." Liu Jingwen chuckled and patted Xia Yang soothingly, "You can give birth anytime, I'll listen to you, no rush."

​​"Well, let's wait and consummate the marriage, and make preparations first." Xia Yang hurried down the steps, stood up and said, "I'll go get some water to wash up, and go to bed early."

After he turned around, Liu Jingwen frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled again. He just wanted to take the initiative and force Xia Yang.

Unexpectedly, he turned to the matter of having a child. It seems that Xia Yang still wants to live with him, otherwise she wouldn't have thought about the matter of having a child so early.

...

In early October, Xia Yang and his family's house had been completed and they could move in at any time.

They chose an auspicious day and started moving when the village was busy.

The two of them didn't have much stuff, and Wang Zhao, Ershu and Sanshu came early, and they moved everything in just two trips.

Xia Yang supported Liu Jingwen, and the two leaned against each other intimately, "This is the main room, it's spacious and bright..., this is your study, it has a desk and bookcase, everything is there..."

He introduced everything to Liu Jingwen, and took his hand to touch the furnishings in the room one by one, and finally squatted down, "Touch the ground, it's paved, it's okay to walk on it barefoot."

Wood is cheap here, so Xia Yang laid wooden floors in the bedroom and study, and other places like the main room, kitchen and bathroom were paved with smooth bluestone slabs.

Liu Jingwen felt warm in his heart. These were all prepared by Xia Yang for him. He knew in his heart, "Brother Yang, put a desk in the main room. It's inconvenient for Brother Wang to go back and forth to the study."

"Okay." Xia Yang said, "I'll move the desk you used before."

They were talking in the study. Wang Zhao and Ershu were also looking at Xia Yang's newly built house, looking here and touching there with envy.

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao saw an empty bedroom, which was fully furnished as if someone was going to live in it, "You prepared the child's room so early?"

"Uh." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao inexplicably, wanting to ask him how he thought of saying this?

"Yes." Without waiting for Xia Yang to speak, Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "Brother Yang has wanted to have a baby for a long time, but we have been busy and have insufficient money, so we didn't want to have a baby now."

"When we save enough money and can have a baby." Liu Jingwen turned to Xia Yang, pinched his fingers privately, and said with a double meaning, "We will have everything."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded helplessly, "Yes, we will have everything if we have money."

"Then it won't be long." Ershu smiled and said, "The vegetables in the greenhouse will be picked soon, and the money will come soon."

"Yes." Wang Zhao reached out and patted Xia Yang on the shoulder, comforting him, "It will be soon, don't worry."

He looked at the place where Xia Yang's left hand was wrapped with a strip of cloth. Wang Zhao had seen Xia Yang's pregnancy mole, which was dull and much worse than his own, and it would be difficult to have a baby.

Xia Yang was stunned for a moment, then followed Wang Zhao's gaze to his left hand, and immediately realized what he meant.

"Yes, it will be soon." Xia Yang suddenly smiled, thinking of the appearance of her pregnancy, and said with relief: "We are not in a hurry, it doesn't matter when it is, it will be our child sooner or later."

Xia Yang had always ignored the fact that she had a child, and tried not to think about it, so she didn't even know that she might not be able to have a child with her condition.

In this case, why should she be so hypocritical?

Liu Jingwen didn't mind the matter of children, and he was very affectionate to her,

so why should she be so fussy about it? You should know that not having a child is also a big deal in modern times. "Little scholar." Xia Yang hugged Liu Jingwen's shoulders hard, because she was moved because she might not have a child, and opened her mouth, "When the vegetables in our greenhouse are sold, there will be money."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen understood the meaning of this sentence, and the thing he was looking forward to would come soon, and he immediately smiled brightly and said: "We are moving today, and we must celebrate it well."

"Okay."

They were celebrating here, but they didn't know that someone in the capital city knew about their affairs.

...

"Your Highness."

Qiu Shan pushed open the door of the study and walked to the desk to report: "Xiao Liu's secret letter, and there is something for Your Highness."

"Yes." Prince Zhong put down the scroll in his hand and looked at Qiu Shan, "Present it."

A cold gaze, without a trace of warmth or emotion, fell on Qiu Shan, making him tremble in his heart.

Even if he grew up with the prince, he couldn't stand this kind of gaze. If it weren't for the prince's handsome and beautiful face, Qiu Shan would never want to see it in his life.

He silently presented the secret letter, with a big secret word on it, and a tightly wrapped scroll, with another secret word on it.

Prince Zhong frowned and looked at it for a while, then reached out to pick up the scroll, opened it a little bit to reveal the scroll inside, and his face instantly darkened.

"Uh." Qiu Shan unconsciously took a step back and lowered his head deeply. He didn't have the courage to take a peek, and he regretted not leaving in time just now.

"Heh!" A sneer escaped from Prince Zhong's throat, "I remember General Chu. Many years ago, he had two secrets that no one knew yet."

"Secrets?" Qiu Shan looked up blankly, not knowing what his prince meant or which secret he was talking about. He said cautiously: "It seems that everyone in the capital knows General Chu's secrets?"

"Look at your memory." Prince Zhong looked over coldly, his tone calm, "Back then, General Chu once accepted two concubines from the capital."

"One concubine was the daughter of a co-magistrate. She died suddenly after only half a year in the capital. She secretly left the capital and married somewhere else, and married a small military officer."

"And there was another beloved concubine, the daughter of a prefect. She became General Chu's concubine only a few days after she came here. She is so glorious and enviable."

Prince Zhong bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the table, "Knock, knock, knock", each tap was neither fast nor slow, but it all hit Qiu Shan's heart, making him shiver suddenly.

"What a pity! The good times didn't last long. He actually cuckolded General Chu and secretly hooked up with Marquis Yang. Not only did he not get justice, but he also secretly sent the person to his door."

"Qiushan." Prince Zhong said: "I heard that General Chu has not taken a concubine since then. Is it because of these things that stimulated him? Should we help him?"

"Help?" Qiushan looked at his master in disbelief. Could he be so kind?

"Help." Prince Zhong still had no expression on his face. He said in a calm voice without any fluctuation: "General Chu seems to have never married. Maybe he was hurt by his concubine and he doesn't even have the courage to marry."

"Stupid, it's okay if he didn't take a concubine after being hurt by his concubine, but how can he not marry a virtuous wife? He is still alone in middle age and has no descendants to enjoy his happiness." "

This." Qiu Shan already understood what the prince meant. He just wanted to say that this idea was too mean, "Prince, is this appropriate?"

"Inappropriate?" Prince Zhong murmured, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Forget about my concubine's matter. It's too far away and too troublesome. The former concubine is still here. Can you take the trouble to help seek justice?"

"Yes, Prince." Qiu Shan had no choice but to agree, "I will do it right away. I will make sure that the whole capital knows about General Chu's grievances."

This was another scandal of General Chu. I don't know why his own prince suddenly thought of this old thing. Isn't it enough to suppress and trample on him on weekdays?

Qiu Shan did not dare to say much, and immediately took his leave. He did not want to stay any longer, as his own ruthless and cold-faced demon might do something crazy again.

Whatever task he was assigned, it would be better for him to slip away early. Qiu Shan left very quickly, leaving Prince Zhong staring at the scroll motionlessly.

It seemed like a century had passed before he moved his fingers to pick up the letter. He wondered what surprise Xiao Liu would bring him, so he had to take a good look.

"Someone come." Not long after, Prince Zhong suddenly shouted, scaring the guards on duty outside the study. They quickly opened the study door and knelt on the ground, "Your Highness."

"Check, check for me." Prince Zhong looked at the man kneeling on the ground coldly, "Go find Zhang Liu, and ask him to check it out for me, and send more people."

Chapter 47

"Commander Qiu."

Zhang Liu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he saluted and said, "I didn't expect you to come in person."

"Xiao Liu." Qiu Shan smiled, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, "You have caused us so much trouble. The old face of the prince is getting uglier and uglier. If I don't run away, am I going to be abused by him?"

"Subordinate." Zhang Liu was about to speak, but was stopped by Qiu Shan, "Never mind, I was just scared and complained. Not only did you do nothing, but you should be rewarded."

He looked at Zhang Liu with satisfaction. He was worthy of being the person he personally selected and trained. He would not let go of any unusual things, but there was something strange about what was going on.

Qiu Shan thought that he had just ordered his men to spread the scandal of General Chu, and then he heard someone report that the prince was furious and wanted to send people to Dongchuan Mansion.

He hurried to the study. He knew the temper of his own prince. Why did he suddenly get angry? This was unusual.

As soon as Qiu Shan entered the study, he stepped forward against Prince Zhong, who was emitting a terrifying aura, and carefully asked if it was because of Zhang Liu's secret report?

Unexpectedly, the prince pointed to the portrait directly at him and threw the secret letter to him. Qiu Shan was almost frightened and knelt down at that time, looking at his prince blankly.

Then he was slapped aside by Prince Zhong, and he woke up, carefully pondered this incredible thing, and took the initiative to ask to come to investigate.

"Alas!" Qiu Shan sighed when he thought of this: it was mainly because of those unusual eyes, which was the reason why the prince was furious.

The master and the servant had no time to punish General Chu at this time. The heart of watching the fun and adding insult to injury had long been thrown out of the sky. Now they wanted to know who the person in the portrait was?

Where did this person come from and what was his identity?

"Tell me about the situation?" Qiu Shan said: "Report everything you know, don't miss anything."

...

The watermelons can finally be picked!

Xia Yang stood in the greenhouse, looking at the big and round watermelons that could be picked and sold tomorrow, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.

He didn't pay much attention to the vegetables he planted. He only went over to take a look occasionally and left it all to Ershu. But Xia Yang poured all his efforts into this watermelon.

No matter how busy he was, Xia Yang never took it lightly. This was the first thing he had done since he came to ancient times. The others were just to make a little money to get by.

The greenhouse was the main force for his survival, and greenhouse fruits were very important, because there was no precedent in the entire dynasty, and he was the first person.

Xia Yang happily picked out a large watermelon weighing more than ten pounds and prepared to let Liu Jingwen taste it. He walked out of the greenhouse with a sense of ceremony holding the watermelon.

When he turned around, he saw that not far away, the place where no one had cultivated the wasteland was now full of people. Many people in the village bought land and built greenhouses here.

Since the rice was harvested, the entire autumn harvest was completed. Seeing that the vegetables in their greenhouses were successfully planted, some families with some savings followed suit and prepared to make a fortune.

Xia Yang couldn't help shaking his head and smiling. He had once reminded Aunt Li and the others, as well as the head of the Liu family and the village chief, but unfortunately they didn't see the rabbit and didn't release the eagle.

As a result, they missed the opportunity and could only watch themselves make money. Every day, they stared at their greenhouses again and again. Fortunately, they have become smart now and no one gossiped about them.

Otherwise, Xia Yang would definitely watch them lose all their money and would not give them any advice.

...

"Little scholar."

Xia Yang cut the watermelon, removed the skin and seeds, cut it into small pieces, put it in a bowl, and handed it to Liu Jingwen, saying, "Try it and see what it is?" "

Watermelon?" Liu Jingwen took a bite, smelled the fragrance of the watermelon, and looked up at Xia Yang in surprise, "Where did it come from? How can you buy it at this time?"

"Where can I buy it?" Seeing his unbelievable look, Xia Yang said proudly, "I grew it myself. Where can I buy it at this time?"

"No wonder." Liu Jingwen silently ate another small piece, thinking of Xia Yang's abnormality in recent times, "So you stay in the greenhouse every day just for this."

Xia Yang actually sticks to Liu Jingwen and always sits next to him when he has nothing to do. But since moving, Liu Jingwen rarely sees Xia Yang except for three meals a day and resting at night.

For more than half a month, the two of them were basically busy with their own things, both trying to make money as soon as possible and make this family live a better life.

"If I didn't want to give you a surprise, I would have told you earlier." Xia Yang said with a smile, "Is it delicious? This is the first watermelon we picked, and it's only for you."

"You eat it too." Liu Jingwen picked up a piece of watermelon with a wooden stick, and put one hand on Xia Yang's face to feed him, "Let's eat the first watermelon we picked together."

"Okay." Xia Yang smiled and held his hand, guiding him to feed the watermelon into his mouth, "Hmm! It's sweet and sandy, delicious."

"Yang'er." Liu Jingwen thought about the value of watermelon, which was much more expensive than the vegetables he grew, "You are really amazing!"

"You can make a lot of money from vegetables, and with watermelon, I can't imagine how much silver you'll sell for. In summer, it's about one or two taels each, and in winter..."

"You won't be so tired if you know I can make money." Xia Yang said, "Staying in the study every day busy with your storybook is too stressful and harmful to your body."

"No problem." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "I like writing storybooks, just like reading."

He paused for a moment and then said, "I can't continue reading now, but I can still write storybooks. It gives me something I like to do. I'm satisfied and don't feel tired."

"Write if you like. I won't stop you." Xia Yang stood up and stood behind Liu Jingwen, massaging his shoulders and moving his neck. "But don't get too tired. Our family won't be short of money from now on."

"Got it." Liu Jingwen leaned back slightly and leaned on Xia Yang, grabbing his hand on his shoulder. "With you here, Brother Yang, how can we be short of money?"

"Hmm." Xia Yang let Liu Jingwen gently stroke and touch him while he lowered his head to smell the cool scent on Liu Jingwen's body, mixed with the sweet scent of watermelon, and said, "It smells so good."

"Heh." Liu Jingwen smiled happily, tilted his head back and said, "Then smell it carefully, is my scent better, or is the scent of watermelon better?"

"Both smell good." Xia Yang took the opportunity to move his face closer to his forehead, "I like to smell your scent the most, it's cool, elegant, and exudes the scent of pen and ink."

"Hmm." Liu Jingwen responded softly, and gradually closed his eyes, "Then you can smell it as you like, for as long as you want."

Xia Yang's eyes flashed, and taking the opportunity to look up, he quickly lowered his head and gave him a light and slightly warm kiss on his forehead.

"I'm going to town this afternoon." Xia Yang succeeded in stealing a kiss, and seeing that Liu Jingwen didn't seem to notice the light touch just now, he smiled and said, "Ask Uncle Wang what price he can give."

"It probably won't sell at the price in town." Liu Jingwen sat up straight and said, "The price will be much higher in the county."

"I know." Xia Yang sat down again, looking at Liu Jingwen's fair and delicate skin, his hands itched to touch it, "There is also Uncle Wang's restaurant in the county, I'll go and talk about the price first."

Liu Jingwen was used to Xia Yang's occasional caressing and touching his cheek, and said without changing his expression, "It's better to negotiate it in advance. After all, no one sells vegetables in winter, and you can decide how much silver you want."

"The vegetables we order in the greenhouse are not enough for those big families to eat several times. They will accept any higher price, not to mention a restaurant."

Liu Jingwen said calmly and confidently, "We earn money from those powerful and wealthy families. There is no conflict with the money earned by the restaurant. It will only be mutually beneficial."

"Don't worry." Xia Yang said, "Uncle Wang is a good man. We don't need to run around to sell to him. He will see how much profit there is."

"I'll cook now and go to town after dinner." Xia Yang couldn't wait to know how much these vegetables and watermelons are worth.

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen replied.

After he left, Liu Jingwen sat silently for a while, then raised his hand and placed it on the forehead that Xia Yang had kissed just now, gently stroking and caressing for a long time.

"Ha!" He smiled and was proud. It seemed that it was almost time for him to take action.

...

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao opened the door and welcomed Xia Yang in. "Why are you here?"

"I'll take you to town." Xia Yang smiled and said, "I'm going to find Uncle Wang from the restaurant to negotiate the price of vegetables. Bring your strawberries with you, and we'll go and talk."

"Okay!" Wang Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said in surprise, "I just picked a bunch of strawberries and wanted to send them to you. It's just right for you to take them back."

"I also brought something for you." Xia Yang pointed to the ox cart and said, "Look at what this is?"

"Huh?" Wang Zhao followed Xia Yang's hand and looked at the straw thatch covering the ox cart. He was surprised when Xia Yang took out the things.

"Let's go in." Xia Yang said, "Bring a watermelon so that you and your brothers and sisters can taste it."

"This." Wang Zhao wanted to refuse, saying that the watermelon was too expensive, but when he thought about giving Xia Yang strawberries, he was afraid that he would not want them, so he had to swallow the words he was about to say.

"Brother Xia Yang." As soon as Xia Yang entered the house, Wang Zhao's younger brother and sister greeted him, looked at the watermelon he was holding curiously and asked, "What is this?"

"Watermelon." Xia Yang touched Wang Zhao's younger brother's head, "Let your brother cut it open and taste it, it's very sweet." "

No need to cut it." Wang Zhao looked at his sister and younger brother, and smiled, "You just finished eating strawberries. Let's eat together when your eldest brother comes back in the evening."

"Yeah." His younger brother nodded, and then brought the plate with strawberries on the table over, "Brother Xia Yang, you eat it, it's delicious."

"Okay, I'll have one." Xia Yang was not polite, picked up a strawberry and put it in his mouth, "Yeah, it tastes good and can be sold at a good price."

"Remember, the big and small ones are separated, and the prices are different." Xia Yang instructed Wang Zhao, "Go pick some more and give them to Uncle Wang to let him give a price. If it's not cost-effective, we will sell them to the county town."

"Okay, wait for me for a while." Wang Zhao stood up and ran to the backyard, afraid of wasting Xia Yang's time, "I'll go pick them now."

Xia Yang saw that there were not many strawberries left on the plate, thinking that Wang Zhao and the others would not be willing to eat such expensive things, so he controlled his desire to eat and stopped eating.

He handed the plate to Xia Yang's younger brother, stood up and said: "Eat with your sister, I'll go see your brother."

...

"Uncle Wang."

Xia Yang drove the ox cart and just walked to the door of the restaurant. Before he went to the back door, he saw Manager Wang coming out of the restaurant, "Are you going out for something?"

"Nothing, I just want to go out for a walk." Manager Wang smiled and said: "Since I stopped delivering vegetables, I haven't seen you once."

"I'm here to see Uncle Wang." Xia Yang smiled.

Since the vegetable garden was over, he hasn't been to town for almost a month. Every day he either decorates his house or dives into the greenhouse.

"Uncle Wang, look at what I brought." Xia Yang lifted a corner of the straw covering the car, revealing a basket of vegetables. "I give it to you, Uncle Wang, especially so that you can eat it before others."

"Okay." Manager Wang immediately pointed to the alley next to the restaurant. "Drive the car over there. We'll go in from the back door."

This time he didn't let the waiter in the restaurant do it. He let Xia Yang carry a basket of vegetables, and he carried a large bamboo basket covered with straw. He took Xia Yang and Wang Zhao directly to his resting place.

As soon as he entered, Manager Wang put down the bamboo basket in his hand and ran directly to the basket of vegetables that Xia Yang had moved in, taking out one by one, "Good, really good."

"You finally grew it!" Manager Wang sighed, "The vegetables grown by many wealthy families are not as good as yours. You have a promising future."

"Uncle Wang, try it." Xia Yang picked up a cucumber, wiped it with a towel and handed it to Manager Wang, "It smells much more fragrant than summer cucumbers."

"Hmm." Manager Wang took it and took a bite without being polite, "It tastes better than summer cucumbers. Could it be because I haven't eaten it for a long time?"

He looked at Xia Yang suspiciously, waiting for his explanation, "Tell me, why is that?"

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed, "Uncle Wang, you said it yourself. You haven't eaten it for a long time, and the weather is cool now, so the taste is naturally a little different."

He glanced at the basket placed aside by Manager Wang, which contained a large watermelon. Xia Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Wang, how much can these vegetables be sold for?"

"It's still you who decides." Manager Wang glanced at Xia Yang, "You can get as much as you want. If anyone is selling these vegetables at this time, you can name your price."

"How should I name it?" Xia Yang laughed and touched his nose, "Didn't I ask Uncle Wang to set the price? You are knowledgeable and know what price is appropriate."

"It can't be sold at a good price in town." Manager Wang looked at Xia Yang calmly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Sell it to the county."

"You said you wanted to try growing vegetables, but I didn't think you could really grow them." Manager Wang felt a little regretful that he missed the opportunity, "Although I have always been optimistic about you, but this is not easy, uncle knows."

"Let's not talk about the price for now." Manager Wang looked at Xia Yang with complicated eyes, "Uncle wants to discuss something else with you."

"What is it?" Xia Yang looked at Manager Wang strangely and said, "Uncle, you can speak frankly. As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree to it."

"I." Manager Wang said with some difficulty, "I owe you a favor. If possible, can you sell me the vegetable growing method? I will definitely help you whenever you need it in the future."

"Vegetable growing method?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect Manager Wang to ask for the method so soon. He pretended to think deeply for a moment and said, "Okay, no need to buy it. I'll give it to you."

This is exactly what Xia Yang wanted. He wanted to have the ability to protect himself in ancient times, and he also wanted to protect Liu Jingwen. This is his stepping stone to Manager Wang.

"Uncle." Xia Yang looked sincere and said to Manager Wang earnestly, "I know how much you have helped me. I have been thinking about repaying you for so much kindness."

"Don't worry, if you grow vegetables according to my instructions, as long as the people you use are dedicated, they will never be much different from mine." Xia Yang promised.

"The silver must be given. I can't take it for nothing." Manager Wang was a little embarrassed. He had experienced many storms and waves, and this was the first time that he felt ashamed.

"I don't want it even if you give it to me." Xia Yang refused firmly, and he did not hide his thoughts, "Uncle, you know about my little scholar."

"I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that those despicable people will not disturb him all the time, so that he can live a peaceful life."

Xia Yang has many wishes, but the most important thing now is to protect Liu Jingwen. He has been worried that Chen Bairun may show up again at any time.

They must have the ability to protect themselves, and it is best to solve the problem once and for all. Xia Yang does not want to be passive all the time and let people come to him again and again.

"Okay." Manager Wang slapped the table and snorted coldly: "I have long wanted to teach the Chen family a lesson, but the time has not come yet. Leave this matter to uncle, and I will definitely take care of it for you."

"In addition, no matter what happens, you can come to uncle." Manager Wang made a promise and said to Xia Yang: "You are just asking for self-protection, which can fully satisfy you."

He had long been dissatisfied with the fact that Liu Jingwen was murdered, and because he got along well with Xia Yang, he had been secretly helping him, but he could not make any big moves.

If he moves, it will involve too many people, and he will have to mobilize other forces. Manager Wang has no great relationship with Xia Yang, and some of his actions are unfounded.

Now that there is a greenhouse vegetable planting matter, Manager Wang does not need to worry about it, and he can report it directly. This is Xia Yang's request, and it is an exchange of interests.

"Okay." Xia Yang immediately asked Manager Wang to take out a pen and paper, "I will write down the greenhouse drawings and the precautions for planting vegetables for you. If you don't understand anything, you can come to me again."

"Oh, by the way." Xia Yang's pen has not fallen yet, and he looked up and asked: "Uncle, if someone else wants to buy, can I sell it?"

"Yes, but not too much." Manager Wang thought about it and felt that Xia Yang had a sense of propriety, so he said: "After all, I also want to make money here."

"I will only sell it once." Xia Yang said embarrassedly: "I want to make some money and buy more land."

They all knew that after the news of selling green vegetables in winter spread, many people would covet it. Even if they didn't find a planting method here, they would figure it out sooner or later.

After all, they succeeded in planting first, which showed others a clear way and allowed them to invest money with peace of mind.

Moreover, the world is so big that no one can fully control it and keep doing a monopoly.

After Xia Yang finished writing, he pointed to the watermelon planting method on the paper and said, "Uncle, I also wrote down the watermelon planting method, and my friend's experience in planting strawberries is also on it."

He ignored the shock of Manager Wang and looked at Wang Zhao, motioning him to take out the strawberries he planted, and he went to pick up the basket of watermelons to show Manager Wang in order to maximize the benefits.

At this time, Xia Yang was very proud of himself. He finally settled the matter about his and Liu Jingwen's safety, and there was nothing else to worry about in the future.

But he didn't expect that his family would now welcome an uninvited guest, and how much changes he and Liu Jingwen would have in the future.

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Chapter 48

"Brother Yang."

As soon as Wang Zhao came out of the restaurant, he handed the two hundred taels of silver note that Manager Wang gave him to Xia Yang, "This is yours, I can't take it."

"Then who wants it?" Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao sideways, "I promoted you because I want you to get some benefits, so that Manager Wang can take care of me when something happens. Do you think it's just for this little silver?"

Xia Yang patted his purse again and said with a smile, "I have one thousand taels here, do I still need your two hundred taels?"

Although Xia Yang said he didn't want the money, Manager Wang did not take it for nothing after all. Giving him one thousand taels of silver note was a cheap price to buy his method of growing vegetables.

"Just take it." Xia Yang pushed the banknote back and said, "Brother Zhao, with this silver, you don't have to worry about your future life. It's also my little token of my appreciation."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao's eyes were a little red, with tears faintly emerging. He lowered his head not wanting Xia Yang to see, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

"You're welcome." Xia Yang put his hand on his shoulder, "In the future, we will all be at ease. No matter what happens, we have silver in our hands, and Manager Wang will help take care of us. We can let go and make money and live a good life."

"I will." Wang Zhao looked up at Xia Yang with a smile on his lips, "There will be nothing I'm afraid of in the future. I will work hard to make myself stronger."

"That's right." Xia Yang smiled, "I have to hurry back to tell my little scholar the news. He must be waiting for me to hear it."

"Then let's go." Wang Zhao said as he lifted his leg to get on the ox cart and said happily, "I didn't expect that a pound of vegetables could be priced at one or two taels of silver. Do those rich families eat money?"

"If you have money, you can eat it. If you don't have money, you will suffer." Xia Yang said with a smile.

He was also surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Guanshi would price eggplants and cucumbers at one tael of silver per catty, and small green vegetables at six hundred coins.

Scarcity makes things valuable, which is applicable in any era. Wang Guanshi's generosity really opened Xia Yang's eyes.

This is not the thing that makes him happiest. When Wang Guanshi knew that his greenhouse watermelon could only produce three or four thousand catties, he directly gave two taels of silver per catty.

Xia Yang couldn't pretend to be stupid at that time. His silly and simple expression almost broke, and he was about to laugh out loud to vent his inner joy.

Fortunately, he controlled himself in time and turned his expression into a daze, as if he didn't hear Wang Guanshi's words clearly, and asked stupidly: Uncle Wang, what did you say?

"Alas!" Xia Yang drove the ox cart, thinking about the time when he talked about the price with Wang Guanshi just now, he almost didn't need to speak, it was Wang Guanshi who set the price by himself.

"Brother Zhao." Xia Yang tilted his head and teased Wang Zhao, "Look at how silly you were just now. Manager Wang just mentioned a price, but your eyes widened and your silly smile was so disgusting that it was unbearable to look at."

"Hehe." Wang Zhao laughed awkwardly. He was still a little dazed until now. "Brother Yang, if you weren't here today, I would have thought I had met a liar."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed. Even he was stunned by Manager Wang, let alone Wang Zhao, a rookie who had never seen a few taels of silver. "You will get used to it slowly in the future."

"Your strawberries are more expensive than my watermelons." Xia Yang laughed: "Three taels of silver per catty. Uncle Wang is targeting the wives and daughters of the powerful and wealthy and wants to make money from them."

"You tell me." Wang Zhao hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help it. "What if it can't be sold?"

"Will it not be sold?" Xia Yang sneered, "Uncle Wang is going to transport it to the provincial capital. What do you think that is? There are so many rich and powerful people. It's not a small county town."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Zhao scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled foolishly, "I just knew about the provincial capital today. I've never heard of it before."

"Even in the county town, we can sell it, you don't have to worry." Xia Yang comforted him, "We don't have to worry about selling these things. Those rich families don't need a few taels of silver. Poverty limits imagination."

He looked at Wang Zhao with a smile, "In the future, you must dare to think and do. If you are timid, think about the sky-high price set by Uncle Wang. He has seen the world and is a man from the capital."

"Yeah, I get it." Wang Zhao nodded in agreement hurriedly, "I will be bolder and bolder in the future."

He thought to himself: I am petty. Look at how calm Yang Ge'er is. Manager Wang gave him a silver note of one thousand taels, and he didn't even change his expression.

"It's cold." Xia Yang exhaled a breath of hot air. The breeze at this time was blowing "whoosh", making people feel cold all over. "Fortunately, it didn't freeze. If it does, you should cover the basket with something to keep it warm when you deliver the strawberries. It won't taste the same if it's frozen." "

Okay, I'll prepare it when I go back and make sure the strawberries are fresh and not frozen." Wang Zhao responded quickly.

"We're here, get off." Xia Yang stopped at the intersection of the village at the foot of the mountain. "Wait for me here tomorrow morning, don't let anyone see us."

"Got it." Wang Zhao jumped out of the car. "From now on, except for going out to chop firewood early in the morning, I won't go to the mountain. I'll concentrate on taking care of these strawberries at home."

He smiled brightly. Thinking that he had made a fortune this time, he must take good care of it. He said to Xia Yang happily: "Brother Yang, if you have time, help me calculate how much silver these three acres of strawberries can be sold for."

Then he said excitedly: "Fortunately, I bought some more seeds later and planted more than three acres of land. Otherwise, I would have earned a lot less silver, which is enough for us to spend a lifetime."

"Okay, you are wise and decisive, you deserve to make this fortune." Xia Yang smiled and waved his hand to drive Wang Zhao away. He still had to go back to be happy with Liu Jingwen!

...

"Not bad."

Qiu Shan and Zhang Liu stood at the door of Liu Jingwen's house. Qiu Shan looked at Zhang Liu and smiled, "Such a grand gatehouse, you are very attentive."

This tall gatehouse is generally impossible in the countryside. Even in the county town, it is only built by wealthy families. Qiu Shan can see that Zhang Liu took care of it intentionally.

"Of course, it can be regarded as fate." Zhang Liu smiled.

They both understood what fate meant. Qiu Shan sighed, "Indeed, just looking at this face, I have to take care of it a little."

He was curious and suddenly couldn't wait to see the real person, "Knock on the door, I want to see it with my own eyes, the feeling of the real person and the painting is always different."

"Well." Zhang Liu raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Knock knock knock."

They stood outside the door, waiting for someone to come out and open the door, but after waiting for a long time, no one came. Finally, Zhang Liu said helplessly, "Maybe Xia Yang is not here. Liu Xiucai usually doesn't let people in."

"Liu Xiucai, is Liu Xiucai here?" Zhang Liu knocked on the door and shouted loudly so that the people inside could hear who was knocking.

"Brother Zhang." Sure enough, after a while, Liu Jingwen's voice came from inside, "Wait, I'll open the door."

"No hurry, Mr. Liu, take your time." Zhang Liu replied.

"Squeak." The door opened, and Mr. Liu appeared at the door, standing there with a cold figure, as if he was born to stay away from people.

"Brother Zhang, please come in." Liu Jingwen turned sideways, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and in a blink of an eye, a smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly changed his appearance, with a gentle and elegant scholar's breath.

"Mr. Liu is polite." Zhang Liu said: "Today, I brought my uncle to visit you rashly. Please forgive me for being a little abrupt."

After he said that, he looked at Qiu Shan, but saw that he stood there motionless as if struck by lightning, his eyes were wide open and he looked unbelievable. When

Mr. Liu heard Zhang Liu's words, he smiled faintly and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Brother Zhang is much more polite."

"Ahem." Zhang Liu reminded Qiu Shan, "Uncle Qiu, let's go in with Mr. Liu."

He was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Mr. Liu couldn't see it. If Xia Yang was at home, he would have closed the door and chased him out after seeing Qiu Shan staring at him like that.

"Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Liu." Qiu Shan withdrew his surprise and politely said, "I have no choice but to visit you suddenly. Please forgive me, Mr. Liu."

"No problem, please come in." Liu Jingwen said.

He led the way, entered the main hall and asked Zhang Liu and Qiu Shan to sit down, "Sorry, I can't make tea for you two."

"Is Brother Xia not here?" Zhang Liu asked: "Is he in the greenhouse?"

"No." Liu Jingwen shook his head, "Brother Yang went to town, does Brother Zhang have something to do with him?"

"Yes, there is something." Zhang Liu said: "My uncle is doing business in Ducheng. This time he passed by here and came to visit. I heard that Brother Xia actually grew vegetables in winter, so I came to see him and wanted to discuss business."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen understood, but shook his head gently and said: "This place is too far from the capital, and the vegetables cannot be transported there."

While Zhang Liu and Liu Jingwen were talking, Qiu Shan didn't say anything, but just kept looking up and down at Liu Jingwen. The more he looked, the more frightened he was, and his hands couldn't help but clenched.

Alike, too much alike!

Especially with his drooping eyelashes, covering those affectionate and charming peach blossom eyes, they are exactly the same as his own prince, as if they were ripped off the prince's face.

And when he just opened the door, he stood at the gate with a tall and stern figure, and the cool aura emanating from him was like standing on the top of a mountain, far away from the world, and without any emotion.

This is the prince's child! Absolutely right.

Qiu Shan sighed in his heart: Anyone who sees Liu Jingwen's cold appearance, and his appearance except for his eyes, will think that he is the child of his own prince.

No wonder Zhang Liu directly and carefully used an encrypted letter, marked it as the most important thing, and reported it directly to his own prince, and sent people to investigate Liu Jingwen's situation.

If he saw it for the first time himself, he would probably be more cautious than Zhang Liu. Qiu Shan's heart gradually became excited. Is it what he thought?

"No, it's impossible." Qiu Shan denied it, and the words came out unconsciously. He woke up and said it.

"Hehe." Qiu Shan laughed dryly a few times, and saw Liu Jingwen and Zhang Liu looking at him, "If I hadn't come here, I would never believe that in this remote little village, someone could grow vegetables in winter with such simple conditions."

"Indeed." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "At the beginning, we just wanted to give it a try. We thought it would take several years to grow it."

"Awesome, I admire you." Qiu Shan had an idea in his mind, and immediately praised him strongly, "Mr. Liu is really favored by God. Such an unbelievable thing was accomplished in one fell swoop. He is worthy of being a well-read person."

"It's not me, it's my husband." Liu Jingwen smiled and said modestly, "Yang Ge'er does everything at home. I am a useless person and good for nothing."

"Soon you won't be." Qiu Shan said, "If you grow vegetables, you will soon be successful and worry-free. How can you call yourself a useless person?"

Only Zhang Liu understood the meaning of Qiu Shan's words. He looked at Qiu Shan thoughtfully. When he came in person, Zhang Liu knew that Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen's opportunity had come.

This also made him feel relieved. He did not fail in his duty and did not cause trouble to Liu Jingwen and the others. He had the idea of ​​killing two birds with one stone at the beginning, and indirectly wanted to help them. He

did not ask for any secrets hidden in this face to help Liu Jingwen rise to fame. As long as he relied on his face to get the favor of his own prince.

In this life, they will have endless honors, which can be regarded as a complete friendship with them.

...

At this time, Xia Yang was already walking back from the town.

When he returned home, he saw Liu Jingwen, Zhang Liu, and a middle-aged man talking happily, a happy scene.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang said as soon as he entered: "I'm back."

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen waved his hand to greet him, "Brother Zhang brought his uncle to see you, wanting to talk about the greenhouse."

He was afraid that Xia Yang did not understand the matter, so he deliberately explained to Xia Yang that Zhang Liu's uncle wanted to cooperate with Xia Yang to vigorously develop the greenhouse.

"Oh." Xia Yang nodded. He understood that this was a technology investment, but he couldn't eat this fat meat. He looked at Zhang Liu regretfully and said, "Sorry, Brother Zhang, I can't leave home."

He looked at Liu Jingwen. How could he leave him at home? He didn't want to do this. "If you really want to grow vegetables, I can teach you the method."

Xia Yang knew how much profit there was, especially the price given by Manager Wang just now. It was hard for anyone not to be tempted.

Unfortunately, he had more important things to do, which was to stay with Liu Jingwen all the time. The huge wealth couldn't make Xia Yang decide to leave Liu Jingwen alone at home.

Qiu Shan and Zhang Liu looked at each other, their eyes were meaningful. They didn't persuade Xia Yang's words, but just nodded in understanding, indicating that they understood.

"We make money so that we can live a better life." Seeing Liu Jingwen silent, Xia Yang held his hand and said, "If it means leaving you, then what's the point of making money?" "

Actually, I'm fine." Liu Jingwen said, "I can wait for you at home."

He didn't want to keep Xia Yang by his side. Even though Xia Yang was a young man and his husband, Liu Jingwen wanted Xia Yang to act according to his wishes.

"You can go together." Qiu Shan suddenly said, "There are many famous doctors in the capital, and they can just check Liu Xiucai's eyes. Even the imperial physician can be invited if we find a way."

"Yes." Xia Yang suddenly had an idea and held Liu Jingwen's hand tightly. "There are many famous doctors in the capital, and we can go there to check your eyes."

"It's too far." Liu Jingwen shook his head. "I don't like traveling far, and I don't want to see my eyes. I think it's fine now."

He smiled and said, "Didn't you say that I'm not suitable for being an official? If my eyes are better, I will have to take the imperial examination, which is far less fun than writing storybooks."

"Puff!" Xia Yang burst into laughter. "If you don't want to take the imperial examination, we won't take it. How can we use your eyes as the price?"

"Just kidding." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "I just don't want to be disappointed."

"Forget it." Xia Yang didn't want to force it. It wouldn't be too late to talk about it later. "It's getting colder and colder now. It's not suitable for traveling. Let's talk about it next year."

"What a pity!" Qiu Shan regretted that he failed to abduct Liu Jingwen. "I was thinking about traveling with you this time."

"It doesn't matter. There will always be a moment when we meet in the capital." Xia Yang said: "We also want to go to the capital, but now is not the right time."

He had long wanted to show Liu Jingwen his love, but he didn't have enough money, so he could only make money first and then think about other things. Now Qiu Shan gave him a direction.

So Xia Yang said actively: "With Brother Zhang here, I can teach you the technology of growing vegetables in greenhouses. You can name the price as you like, but please give me some convenience when we meet in the capital in the future."

"Of course." Qiu Shan agreed.

He thought about it and said, "The price can't be too low. If I learn how to grow vegetables, I can make a lot of money. I can't take advantage of you."

"Besides." Qiu Shan looked at Zhang Liu and smiled, "My husband and I have always said that you two are worth making friends with. I regard you as my friends."

"We are also sincere in our friendship with Brother Zhang." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Since we met Brother Zhang, he has helped us a lot, so the price doesn't need to be too high."

He smiled embarrassedly, "If I teach you the method for nothing, you will definitely not agree, so I said that the price is up to you, it's just a gesture."

"Five thousand taels." Qiu Shan nodded and said, "I won't give you much, but I can't take advantage of you too much. Do you think this price is appropriate?"

"This." When Xia Yang heard the price, he was afraid that they would not be attentive when he went to the capital to ask them for help in finding a doctor, so he wanted to do them a favor.

"Okay." Liu Jingwen agreed in advance and bowed to express his gratitude: "Let's go with this price. Thank you Uncle Qiu for your care."

"Okay." Seeing that Liu Jingwen agreed, Xia Yang didn't know what to say, so he stood up and said: "Wait a moment, I will write down the greenhouse drawings and the method of growing vegetables for you. If you don't understand something, you can ask me at any time."

...

"Oh!"

Qiu Shan sighed: "I wanted to find a reason to bring them to the capital, but I didn't expect it to become buying their method of growing vegetables."

"This is a lucrative business." Zhang Liu smiled and said: "The commander has accidentally made a fortune, he should be happy."

"Does our palace lack this little silver?" Qiu Shan glared at Zhang Liu, then smiled and said: "But it's not bad to earn more silver, hahaha, it's another income for our palace."

"Congratulations, commander." Zhang Liu said: "The prince will definitely reward, the commander will not have made a wasted trip."

Qiu Shan did not speak. His own prince only asked him to come over to investigate, and did not say anything to bring people over. This was his own initiative.

"Zhang Liu." Qiu Shan suddenly asked: "Do you think men can have children? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Zhang Liu's heart sank, and he looked at Qiu Shan's belly inexplicably, "The commander has already said that he hasn't heard of it, how can I, a person with shallow knowledge, know about it? This is shocking?"

"Humph." Qiu Shan flicked his sleeves and scolded: "Ignorant child, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Liu turned his head and smiled secretly, but did not answer. However, no matter how curious he was, he could not ask something he should not know.

"Commander." Zhang Liu asked: "What should we do next?"

"What else can we do?" Qiu Shan looked up at the sky with melancholy, "I will go back and report it truthfully."

He still couldn't understand why the eyes of the person who had a grudge against the prince were on Liu Jingwen's face? And his face was exactly the same as the prince's.

"You must keep an eye on this Liu Xiucai, and don't let him make any mistakes." Qiu Shan advised: "Maybe you can get a chance!"

He couldn't figure it out himself, so he could only wait for his master to make the decision, but Qiu Shan knew one thing: Liu Xiucai's appearance was not important, what was important was that he had a pair of eyes like that on his face that looked like a prince.

What does this mean?

Others don't know, but Qiu Shan knows: Even if he can't find out what the connection is, he won't ignore Liu Jingwen.

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Chapter 49

The next day, Xia Yang got up early in the morning to pick watermelons. There were not many ripe ones, about six, seven, or ten.

He put the watermelons one by one into a straw net bag, so that people could not tell what they were. Xia Yang did not want people to know that he had grown watermelons.

Villagers like to follow the trend. If someone saw that the expensive watermelons sold outside were grown by himself, they might not have any ideas. It

would not be good for him to spread it out. Xia Yang thought that it was better to have less trouble than more trouble. Except for a few close people, no one else knew about it.

He packed all the watermelons and went to the vegetable greenhouse to find Ershu to see if he was ready to pick the vegetables. If he was ready, he would load them on the truck and send them to Manager Wang.

"Ershu, have you finished picking?" Xia Yang asked after entering the greenhouse.

"Almost." Ershu was picking cucumbers, and raised his head and said, "There are only cucumbers left to pick. Wait a little longer."

"Yeah." Xia Yang responded, looking at his greenhouse, which was well taken care of by Ershu. He was worthy of being a farmer and knew everything without being ordered around.

Near the door, there were baskets full of vegetables on the ground. Each one was covered with a lid to keep warm and not easily damaged, which was convenient for long-distance transportation.

Xia Yang planted five kinds of vegetables in the greenhouse, cucumbers, tomatoes, leeks, eggplants, and zucchini. These vegetables have high yields and are the most popular.

The conditions in ancient times were poor, and the yields were not as good as those in modern times. Xia Yang roughly estimated that his one acre of vegetables would have a yield of 7,000 to 8,000 kilograms.

He was born in a farming family and had been exposed to modern planting. In the ancient times when there was a shortage of food, the yield was better than that of the farmers who relied on God for food.

While helping to pick cucumbers, Xia Yang calculated the approximate yield. These vegetables seemed to be able to sell for 7,000 to 8,000 taels of silver, but he was not excited at all.

Yesterday, at the place where Wang Guanshi and Zhang Liu were, even if he sold his skills at a low price, he still got 6,000 to 8,000 taels of silver. Xia Yang is not short of money now and has passed the excitement.

"Sanshu." Xia Yang glanced and saw Sanshu helping here, and smiled: "You come here every day to help, don't you take care of the greenhouse at home?"

"My father and uncle are doing a partnership, why do they need my help?" Sanshu said indifferently: "Everyone looks precious, I'm afraid we will break it, and they won't even let us enter the greenhouse."

"Tsk." Xia Yang sneered, it was really a treasure covered in dust. If they knew that Sanshu was here every day and had learned the technology of growing vegetables, I wonder if they would regret it.

"Besides." Sanshu said again: "I eat and live here, so what's wrong with helping with some work, who can say anything?"

After Sanshu finished speaking, he looked at his second brother and said a little aggrievedly: "My brother is also watching me, afraid that I will be questioned when I go out and reveal what happened in the greenhouse. Am I that stupid?"

"Even if you are not stupid, you can't go out." Ershu looked up and glared at him, warning: "You can't tell anyone, even if dad and others ask, you won't know, remember it."

"Heh." Xia Yang shook his head and laughed.

Understanding Ershu's meaning, he once told him not to teach others the vegetable-growing techniques he taught him, even his family members.

It's not that Xia Yang is mean-spirited, but he has to be careful when his rights are not guaranteed.

People's hearts are separated by their stomachs, and they have been sold out by their relatives for the sake of interests.

"It's not in vain for you to work." Xia Yang saw Sanshu being taught a lesson and smiled: "Didn't your brother say that he would marry you in the future? You help him take care of the small green vegetables planted on the other side of the shack, and your wife will come."

"I won't marry a wife." Sanshu, the little brat, blushed and turned to run out of the greenhouse, "I'll go to the shack to pick the small green vegetables, and you will drive the car to load them later."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang and Ershu laughed, knowing that the child was embarrassed.

"Brother Yang, thank you." Ershu thanked Xia Yang.

Not only did he let him work here, he paid him a high price of one or two silver coins a month, and even lent him the shack to live in, and let him grow some vegetables in the backyard to make money.

Ershu was really grateful. His friendship with Liu Jingwen was one aspect, but mainly because Xia Yang was a good person, he gave him this great opportunity to get rid of poverty.

"Why are you being polite?" Xia Yang said indifferently: "Everyone in the village can follow suit, so why can't you?"

He saw that Ershu was a good person, and that he was truly close to Liu Jingwen, and that he was also good to him. He had the intention of loving the whole house and the whole family, so Xia Yang would not hesitate to help him.

"Okay." Xia Yang stood up, and all the grown cucumbers had been picked. "I'll go find Second Grandpa, you go help Sanshu, and try to get to town as soon as possible."

"Go ahead." Ershu moved the basket of cucumbers and put it at the door. "Call me when you come back."

Xia Yang just came out of the greenhouse and saw Second Grandpa Liu coming over, so he didn't have to run there. "Second Grandpa came so early, I was just thinking of going to find you."

"I think it's about time, so I caught the car." Second Grandpa Liu smiled.

"Ershu." Xia Yang pointed at Second Grandpa Liu's ox cart, "Load the vegetables onto Second Grandpa's cart, and I'll use my ox cart for other things."

"I know, go ahead." Ershu brought the vegetable basket over and urged Xia Yang, "You go and do your thing, I'll take care of this."

Xia Yang covered his newly bought ox cart with straw, loaded the watermelons one by one, parked it aside and ran home to tell Liu Jingwen, "Little scholar, I'm going to town."

"I know." Liu Jingwen said, "Go ahead."

"I'll bring you a roast chicken?" Xia Yang asked, "There wasn't any when I went there yesterday, but I'll make it today."

"Buy one." Liu Jingwen thought about not having eaten it for a long time, and smiled, "Don't rush back, it tastes good even if it's cold."

"Don't worry, I have a way." Xia Yang smiled, "Just wait to eat, and count the silver while you're at it."

"It's ready." Ershu shouted outside the door, "You can go."

"Got it." Xia Yang agreed, and said hello to Liu Jingwen, "Let's go."

He was in a very good mood. The car was loaded with seven or eight hundred kilograms of watermelons, and more than a thousand kilograms of vegetables. He could give Liu Jingwen a lot of money when he came back.

But before he walked out of the house, many people gathered outside to watch the excitement, and asked Ershu and Eryeye how much the vegetables could be sold for per kilogram.

"How much silver, you don't have vegetables now." Xia Yang closed the door, and heard these people asking, frowned and said: "I'm selling it to the county town, don't think about going out to ask, go back."

"County town?"

His words immediately made the women in the village itchy. How much would it cost if they were sold to the county town?

It can't be blamed that they are ignorant and want to inquire about the price. After all, there is no one selling vegetables in winter. It's the first time for them to see it, so they can't help but be curious and want to know, which also concerns the interests of many families.

"Instead of asking, why not go back and plant the vegetables? You'll know when you sell them." Xia Yang jumped on the ox cart and said this casually.

"Where can we get the money?" Many people were frowning and could only watch others make money. They had no choice but to grow vegetables without building a greenhouse.

"Relatives and friends can work together and pool the money." Xia Yang said.

He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. He said it lightly. Some things are often simple but complicated. If possible, he would not have to say this himself.

Sure enough, many people stopped talking. Those who built greenhouses had proud faces, while those who did not build them had sad faces, accounting for the majority.

"Alas!" Xia Yang sighed.

He knew that some families in the village had built greenhouses, but there were only more than ten, not even twenty, and dozens of families were anxious.

"You go to the village chief and the clan leader." Xia Yang said, "Those who want to build greenhouses but don't have money can borrow from me, but I won't deal with you directly." After

he finished speaking, he didn't look at the crowd and called Grandpa Liu Er, "Let's go."

...

When he came back from the town, he had just handed the silver note to Liu Jingwen when his door was knocked. Xia Yang sighed helplessly: I haven't shown off to the young scholar yet!

"What's wrong?" Liu Jingwen heard him sigh and asked, "Who is outside? How did you hear the knocking and sighing?"

"Let them wait a while." Xia Yang said, "Look at how much silver we have earned."

He took Liu Jingwen's hand and put it on the silver notes, "Watermelon sold more than one thousand and one hundred catties, and green vegetables sold more than one thousand four hundred catties. Uncle Wang gave 3,800 taels of silver notes, and more than ten taels of silver."

"We are rich." Xia Yang said with a smile.

He leaned close to Liu Jingwen, watched the corners of his mouth slowly rise to reveal a smile, and said: "This is the money I worked hard to earn. The money from selling technology does not count. This is the money I earn bit by bit every day without any complaints."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen raised his hand and gently stroked and touched Xia Yang's cheek, "Our brother Yang does what he said and earns money to support me. He is very impressive! I admit defeat."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang's face was immediately full of smiles. Liu Jingwen was so proud that he actually admitted that he was not as good as him. "I will definitely do what I said."

He held Liu Jingwen's hand and held it tightly in his palm, as if holding a treasure. Xia Yang whispered: "Wait until you are satisfied, and we will have no worries."

The smile on Liu Jingwen's face froze, and then he said: "Okay, we'll talk about it when we have a chance in the future."

"Yeah." Xia Yang was reluctant to let go of Liu Jingwen's hand, and hesitated for a long time before getting up, "I'll go open the door. I can't keep the village chief and others waiting for long."

At this time, there were two people standing outside the door. They knocked on the door for a long time but no one came out. They looked at each other in surprise, wondering what was going on?

"Look, Brother Yang is back." The village chief said to the clan leader, "Did he go to the greenhouse? I'll go look for him."

"Squeak."

Before the clan leader could speak, Xia Yang opened the door and said calmly, "I was busy just now and didn't have time to open the door. Please forgive me, clan leader and village leader."

"It's okay to wait a while." The clan leader smiled and said, "You are the only one busy at home and outside. We all know it, so how can we blame you."

The village chief also said, "You just came back, you shouldn't have come here immediately, but those people in the village were anxious and have been waiting at my house for almost a whole morning."

"Oh." Xia Yang invited them in, "I see."

He did not go to the study to find Liu Jingwen, but made a pot of tea for them and said straight to the point: "Our Liujia Village is in difficulty and is well-known in the surrounding villages. I thought that now that I have made some money, I would help the villagers and get rid of the poor reputation of our village."

The village chief: "Oh! You are a kind-hearted child. We knew this was your idea when we heard about this."

Xia Yang smiled and did not respond. Instead, he said: "You also know that we have only made a little money and can't help too much. We can only lend some silver to let everyone build greenhouses."

"But it's not easy for me to earn this money. Everyone in the village can see it, so I have to say some things in advance. The village chief and the clan leader will consider it and see if it's okay."

"You say." The clan leader said: "Whether our village can make money now depends entirely on you. No one will object to your opinion."

This is the truth. No one dares to offend Xia Yang now. They still want to learn from Xia Yang how to grow vegetables.

Even if it hadn't happened this morning, the village chief and the clan leader would have come to talk about this matter, and now is the perfect time to talk about it together.

"You must listen to me if you want to learn to grow vegetables from me." Xia Yang said, "This is the only way to make money. We can't let some people ruin it by being foolish. Otherwise, I won't teach anyone to grow vegetables."

"Of course." The clan leader said, "Secrecy is the first rule. We have discussed this matter. Let the men in the village learn from you. Women don't get involved in this matter, lest they can't help but tell their families."

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded in agreement, and then said, "If you sell vegetables to me, the price will not be a loss to you. It will definitely be a price that you, the clan leader and the village leader, can't imagine."

He looked at the expressions on the faces of the clan leader and the village leader, and saw that they were not only calm, but also relieved. Xia Yang knew that he had delivered it to them.

But there was no way. He had to do this to ensure his own interests this year and not let the villagers go out and mess up his business.

"Of course I'll sell it to you." The village chief smiled and said, "We can't sell it for much money, and we have to rely on Yang Ge'er to help us make connections and sell it at a good price."

"Auntie Li and the others talked to me about this." Xia Yang said, "I do this not because I have to make a lot of money from the villagers, but mainly because I'm afraid that they will attract people to covet them and mess up the price of vegetables. And it's only for this year. Next year I won't care about it anymore and let them decide for themselves."

Xia Yang didn't have time to care about these things. He had already thought about what he would do in the future and find a way to make money once and for all. Whoever wants to do the greenhouse business can do it. Things

like growing vegetables in greenhouses are easy to learn. As long as you know the important points, anyone can do it. There are many people who are suitable for it with little investment. Over time, the price will definitely fluctuate greatly.

By then, Xia Yang felt that it was not worth it to earn much money with all the effort, so it would be better to save enough money as soon as possible to do other business and save trouble.

"Yes, yes." The clan leader said, "We are also worried about this matter. Besides, ordinary people like us cannot afford to buy these vegetables. We are not sure if we sell them to big families, as we will definitely be bullied by them."

Well, there is no need to discuss anything, they decided it by themselves.

"We have to sign an agreement. Some villagers may be worried." Xia Yang said, "Money can move people's hearts. The village chief and clan leader have more experience than me in this matter. If there is a mistake, I will hold them accountable. They need to pay compensation or go to jail through the government."

"We know." The village chief said, "We will come on the day you let us sign the agreement. Those who don't sign are not allowed to grow vegetables. Leave this matter to us."

Before the two came, they thought about everything. What Xia Yang said was not excessive at all. They couldn't ruin their business just to help others.

"Okay." Xia Yang stood up and asked the clan leader and others to wait for a moment. He went to find Liu Jingwen to ask for five hundred taels of silver. "Village leader, here are five hundred taels. Lend them to the villagers to build greenhouses."

"This, so much." The clan leader's body, which had been sitting upright, suddenly softened. He had never seen a silver note

before, and his fingers were shaking a little. "This is a silver note. Can it be exchanged for silver?" "Not only can it be exchanged for silver, but it can also be spent as silver." Xia Yang smiled and said, "In the future, our village will no longer be poor, and every family will have a lot of silver."

Seeing the excitement of the clan leader and the village chief, he felt funny and sour in his heart. It was all because of poverty. He himself was also a poor man.

Xia Yang softened his heart, and to reassure them and the villagers, he told them the price of vegetables, "For eggplants, cucumbers, etc., I'll give you 800 coins per pound, and 400 coins per pound for small green vegetables. You'll pay me once you deliver them to me, and the villagers don't have to worry about the transportation and sales of other things."

Before Xia Yang could say anything else, the clan leader had stood up in a flash, not looking like an old man at all.

"How much?" The clan leader didn't care about anything else, and grabbed Xia Yang's hand, and asked with trembling lips: "Can you say it again? My ears are useless, I didn't hear clearly."

Xia Yang repeated it again and said frankly: "I make some profit from it, but I also have some other expenses. These vegetables are not sold in the town but have to be transported to the county town, and the price in the town cannot be sold at that price."

"I just want to make two, three, or ten cents!" The clan leader suddenly burst into tears and cried, beating his chest and stamping his feet, "We're rich, our village is really rich, ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xia Yang picked his ears: the clan leader is old and strong, and his voice is loud like a devil's sound filling the ears, and those who don't know would think that they have encountered some great disaster!

"Hehe." The village chief sat there and grinned foolishly. He didn't care about the clan leader at this time. He was thinking about the price Xia Yang said, "I'm rich, really rich."

"Clan leader." He suddenly turned his head to look at the clan leader, and saw that the clan leader was crying like a tearful man. He immediately came to his senses and hurriedly persuaded: "Clan leader, this is a good thing, a huge good thing!"

"I know, I just want to cry." The clan leader couldn't stop crying,

and choked up, "I'm happy, so happy! We have been poor for generations! Now we can finally turn over." The village chief was infected and couldn't help wiping away tears, "That's good, we won't be poor anymore in the future, and we don't have to worry about being hungry."

"Yang Ge'er." The clan leader was in tears, "Our whole village has to thank you. It's you who saved us villagers who are struggling to get enough food and clothing."

"Clan leader." Xia Yang had no choice but to persuade: "The little scholar and I are also poor. We are the same. In the future, we will work together to earn more money so that we and our future generations will no longer suffer from poverty."

"Yes, yes, yes." The clan leader stood up tremblingly, "I want to tell the villagers this good news, let them be happy, and also worship their ancestors to bless our Liujia Village to become more and more prosperous, and our descendants to be safe and sound."

"Of course, of course." Xia Yang nodded, holding the clan leader's arm, "I'll send the clan leader out."

"No need." The clan leader pointed at the village chief, "Let him help me, you have things to do, you are the hardest working person in our village."

"I'll do it, I'll do it." The village chief hurriedly stepped forward to support the clan leader, and said to Xia Yang: "Go and do your thing, don't worry about us."

Xia Yang looked at the two people who were walking out happily again, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head: This means that life has found a purpose, and people are in high spirits when they are happy.

"Didn't it scare you?" Xia Yang sent the village chief and the others away and went to the study to find Liu Jingwen. "The clan leader can cry so much. If you don't know, you would think he has encountered something bad and is crying so miserably."

"He is happy and sad." Liu Jingwen said, "It's good to vent. Otherwise, he won't be able to bear it if he keeps it in his heart."

"Yes." Xia Yang suddenly remembered something and smiled secretly. "The Liu family has also built a greenhouse. Isn't that a lot of money?"

"Oh." Liu Jingwen did not comment. He knew which Liu family Xia Yang was talking about, and couldn't help saying, "I don't know when Dad will come back. I haven't seen him for several months."

"He will definitely come back next year." Xia Yang comforted him, "Don't worry. Give him more money when you come back, so you don't have to go out to work anymore."

"Okay, let's make more money during this period and come back to honor your father-in-law." Liu Jingwen smiled.

Xia Yang choked. He didn't want to improve his impression. How could Liu Jingwen say that?

What he didn't know was that this greenhouse vegetable growing technology had won the favor of many people, so that no one would despise his identity when they met him later.

At this time, Xia Yang naturally didn't know these things. He just wanted to make more money to lay a foundation for him and Liu Jingwen in the future.

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Chapter 50

A few days later, all the villagers gathered at the village chief's house.

Today they were going to sign an agreement with Xia Yang. No family was dissatisfied, and all the men, young and old, had smiles on their faces.

The faces that had suffered in the past were no longer sad and bitter. They were full of hope for the future, whispering and laughing to each other, muttering about the price of vegetables Xia Yang had mentioned.

"That's enough." The village chief glared at the men with dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "You are all reserved. You keep talking about trivial matters. Haven't I made you happy enough these days?"

"Hehe." A middle-aged man laughed: "Village chief, this kind of great thing will make you happy for a lifetime."

"Hey!" Another person said: "When the vegetables are planted, we will be happy. When we sell them and get the money, we will be even happier. Hahaha."

The village chief looked at five, six, and ten men, each of whom was laughing like a fool. He couldn't help laughing too. Who wouldn't be happy about such a thing!

"I have to remind you one thing." The village chief remembered the agreement and reminded again: "Whether we sign this agreement or not, for ourselves and our descendants, as well as Yang Ge'er's kindness to the village, we cannot violate it. You must remember that you cannot be ungrateful."

"Absolutely not." The villagers promised one after another: "We must abide by every condition proposed by Yang Ge'er. The vegetable growing method he taught us will never be told to others, and it will rot in our stomachs."

"Also tell the wives at home." The village chief said: "Don't make trouble for no reason. You know all about the gossips of other people from morning to night. If it comes to Yang Ge'er, you can handle it yourself. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

"No, no." At this time, a man said: "They dare not. They can't beat them or scold them. Now they still have to ask Yang Ge'er for help. Even if they have the courage, they will not talk nonsense in front of Yang Ge'er."

"You can't tell anyone behind their backs." The village chief looked serious and stared at the men in charge of the village. "Think about it, who would teach others to do a profitable business? Even if we only grow it this time, we will never be poor again in our lives."

When they heard Xia Yang's price for the green vegetables, they couldn't believe their ears. Even the big meat that farmers covet the most was only a few pounds!

All of these men burst into tears first, and then they were ecstatic and wanted to announce it to the world. Now they are just waiting for Xia Yang to lead them to make money.

"No, none of us will say it, absolutely not." The men promised again and again.

They wanted to worship Xia Yang, so how could they dare to gossip and make people unhappy? That would be their own death.

...

Xia Yang just came out of his house and saw that men, women, old and young were clearing the wasteland and building greenhouses, and even children of a few years old were picking up stones in the field.

He smiled slightly. He didn't expect that the villagers would choose to build greenhouses here in the wasteland. It was probably to keep their own land to grow food.

In this era, the production is low. Even if there is money, if the grain production cannot keep up, it is difficult to have enough food and clothing. After all, no matter how much money a farmer saves , it is not as good as those wealthy families.

Those powerful and wealthy families have countless fertile fields, and they have to save a lot of the grain they receive. However, apart from the food and taxes, the few acres of land of the farmers can hardly be sold.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yang walked to the entrance of the village. There was a wooden fence between the wasteland and the entrance of the village

, and several young men were guarding it. "Yang Ge'er." The young man of Aunt Li's family, Qiu Ge'er, smiled and said, "The village chief asked us to guard here. People from other villages are not allowed to enter. The village entrance connected to the official road in front is also blocked, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter."

"Oh." Xia Yang understood what the village chief meant, "Are you not allowed to move between villages or relatives?"

"Someone can report the news and let our villagers meet at the entrance of the village." Qiu Ge'er said, "The village chief said to tell people outside that a large wild animal was found in the back mountain of our village, and they are afraid that outsiders will get hurt by mistake."

"Good reason." Xia Yang smiled.

It's good that the village chief thought of this, but it's a bit too much. The more it is like this, the more attention it will attract. Xia Yang shook his head: Let them be!

As long as Liujia Village can plant crops steadily this year, it can completely solve the livelihood problem. Even if it doesn't plant crops in the future, it can be rich until old age.

He only needs to take care of this period before the New Year, and don't let other people get involved. It doesn't matter who plants or not in the future. Xia Yang has his own plans.

He came all the way to the village chief's house and didn't meet anyone in the village. Now Liujia Village is so busy that even children have to stay busy. Who has time to wander around the village.

"Village chief." As soon as Xia Yang entered the house, he saw dozens of men looking at him eagerly. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time. "I'm late, sorry."

"Not too late." The village chief asked Xia Yang to sit down and said with a smile: "They came early and didn't even have the heart to do their work. They were waiting for you to come and have a backbone."

"I'm a junior." Xia Yang was amused and understood their concerns, so he didn't hesitate to read the agreement again! br />

Although he said so, he still read the agreement again so that everyone could hear what it meant, so as not to be blamed later, and then he couldn't explain himself.

"One thousand taels?" The men in the village looked at Xia Yang stupidly when they heard that they had to pay so much silver as compensation. They couldn't afford so much silver even if they were beaten to death.

"You have planted greenhouses. It cannot be said that every family will have so much silver in the future, but if you plant a greenhouse yourself, it will definitely be much more than this thousand taels."

Xia Yang saw their expressions and knew what they were thinking, so he smiled and said, "You may not know the value yet. Do you understand what I said now? I just want a few layers of it. This is also to take care of you."

"If you have no problems here, you naturally don't need to compensate me for anything. The reason why I set these conditions is that I hope you can be cautious."

At this time, Xia Yang's face was serious, and his eyes swept across the faces of these men one by one, and he said coldly, "Don't ruin my business, don't mess up the opportunities for other people in the village to make money, and don't bring disaster to yourself."

"The compensation of one thousand taels of silver is compensation for your careless and unintentional exposure of the vegetable planting method. If you do it intentionally and only care about your own interests, you can send it directly to the government."

Xia Yang emphasized the important points and calculated the income of the greenhouse for them to let them know that if other people find that Liujia Village makes so much money,

how many people will covet it. Whether it is the surrounding people or the powerful families, no one will not be tempted by such a huge profit.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Xia Yang asked.

"I understand." Dozens of men said almost in unison.

At this moment, they finally understood how much wealth the greenhouse could bring them, wealth that they dared not even dream of, and what kind of troubles and dangers would accompany them when they obtained this wealth.

The villagers looked solemn, looking at Xia Yang and assured: "We will never leak anything, don't worry, we will also keep an eye on our family members."

"It's good for you to know." The village chief said on the side: "We have been poor for many generations, and now we have a chance to turn things around. Even if we don't have this life, we have to fight for our family and future generations." "

As long as we are careful, there won't be too many problems." Xia Yang said: "Whether it is coercion, profit or inducement, I hope you can tell us in time if you have any problems, and we will find a way to solve them together."

"We won't leave the village in the future." A man suddenly said: "Tomorrow we will prepare our daily needs. The whole village will not leave the village unless there is something serious. People from outside will come to Liujia Village if they want to cause trouble for us. Are we afraid of them?"

"Yes, yes." When the others heard this, they thought it was a good idea. They were always the weaker party when facing the outside world, so they should stay in the village to reduce some troubles. "We will sell vegetables to Yang Ge'er. No one will come to us if we don't have to leave the village and see outsiders."

Xia Yang didn't expect this development. He felt that it was a bit too much. Maybe they were scared by him and were a little scared. But they really didn't need to leave the village.

He didn't stop them and let them make their own decisions. After all, they had a deeper understanding of this era than he did, and they could better understand the principle of being guilty of possessing a treasure.

"Let's all stay in the village from now on." The village chief made the decision. "If you have anything to do before leaving the village, come to me and tell me. It's always right for us to be careful. Earning the money first is the most important thing."

"Then sign it." Seeing that they had made up their minds, Xia Yang asked them to come forward and sign one by one. "Three copies, one for me, one for the village chief, and one for each of you."

After everyone signed, Xia Yang said, "For those who have built greenhouses, it is time to transplant seedlings and set the value. I will teach you some things that need to be paid attention to at this time."

When these men heard that Xia Yang would teach them now, they immediately concentrated on learning, fearing that they would miss something and cause losses to the greenhouse.

"When growing vegetables in a greenhouse, you need to pay attention to temperature, ventilation and sunlight." Xia Yang said, "These are things that we don't need to pay attention to when we usually grow crops, but now we have to be alert and take good care of them."

He taught these people his experience in growing vegetables bit by bit. There were many farming techniques that Xia Yang knew that they had never touched or heard of, and even problems that they had never thought about.

Xia Yang stopped talking until his mouth was dry. He also gained a lot from exchanging experiences with these old masters. As the saying goes: Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang.

"Do you have any questions?" Xia Yang asked: "If you have any, you can ask me now, or you can find me anytime if you have any questions in the future."

The men nodded, "I understand, but it may be a little unfamiliar."

Most of them understood, but they had to be more careful when doing it. After all, it was the first time they knew that there were so many things to pay attention to when growing vegetables.

"It doesn't matter, learn slowly and adapt slowly, and you will be proficient after growing it once." Xia Yang said: "Growing in a greenhouse is very hard, much busier than our open-air planting. It takes a lot of effort to open and cover the straw felt on the roof every day."

He stood up while talking, "For the time being, there are some other methods that I need to teach you, which are not needed for the time being. I will teach you when you need to learn in the future."

There are also things like pollination, which Xia Yang can't teach all in a short time. Facing these men who are serious about learning from him, he always has to answer questions they don't understand.

Xia Yang shook his head and sighed: It's not as easy as selling technology, it's time and effort, if I didn't want to help them get rich, I really wouldn't bother with this.

"Brother Yang, go back." Seeing Xia Yang was about to leave, the village chief smiled and said, "You've been out for so long, it's time to go back and take a look."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Xia Yang smiled and said, "You can come to me anytime if you have something to do. We are all villagers. Since I'm going to teach you, you don't have to be polite."

He said this sincerely, but the thought in his mind was: Try not to come, I've really taught you enough!

"Brother Yang." Liu Laoda caught up with Xia Yang and said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't seen my third brother for a long time. My second brother and I would like to go over to see him when we have time."

"You are welcome anytime." Xia Yang smiled and said: "Little scholar has been talking about missing his father these days. I wonder when he will come back?"

"There has been no news." Liu Laoda said: "The road to the capital is long. It takes a long time for Dad to walk all the way. Even if he writes, it will probably take some time."

"Walk all the way?" Xia Yang was surprised, "Such a long way, don't you take a car?"

Thousands of miles, measuring it step by step with your feet, how long it will take and how much fatigue it will endure, Xia Yang once again understood the long journey here.

No wonder the little scholar didn't want to travel far! Even if it was taking a car all the way, it was probably not something that a modern man like him could understand.

"I don't have much money on me." Liu Laoda was a little ashamed. He and his second brother wanted to give the wages they earned to Liu's father, but Liu's father didn't want it. "Farmers are reluctant to spend money when traveling, and most of them walk."

"Oh." Xia Yang nodded.

People here rarely travel far, which is also closely related to these. Many villagers have never even been to the county town because it is too far away.

"It's almost noon." Liu Lao said, "You go back first. My second brother and I will go to see my third brother another day."

"Okay." Xia Yang looked at the sky and knew that it was time to cook. "You can go there anytime you have time. I am basically here when I don't deliver food. Xiao Xiucai never leaves the house. There is always someone at home."

...

And the father Liu, who they care about, is sitting at the dock of the city, chatting and laughing with some coolies, but occasionally there is a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

He has earned enough money to go home, but before leaving, he found that someone was following him, so Liu's father didn't dare to leave easily.

He didn't know why there was a master following him, hiding in the dark and monitoring him almost all day, and Liu's father was afraid of bringing disaster back home.

Even if he was anxious, he could only stay in the city, and he didn't even dare to send a letter home. Before those people left or understood what was going on, Liu's father was ready to stay put.

In the past, he could have thought of a way to fight and get rid of the people and leave, but now that he knew the general was still alive, he was a little hesitant.

After all, he was a farmer and had no enemies, but he let these people come to monitor him. Father Liu felt uneasy no matter how he thought about it.

Especially the son that the family cared about the most. If he was exposed, many people would die. Father Liu could not take this risk and could only suppress his anxiety.

"Uncle Liu." A middle-aged man smiled at Father Liu: "The weather is getting colder and there is not much work to do today. If there is no boat coming in a while, let's go for a drink?"

"Okay." Father Liu smiled and said: "I have been here for so long, and I haven't gone out for a drink with you! This time I invite you all, thank you for your care during this time."

"It's not us who take care of you, Uncle Liu." Another man said with a smile, "Since Uncle Liu came, we have a lot more work to do. We are all thanks to you. Today we will treat you to a drink."

"Hahaha." Father Liu said with a smile, "It doesn't matter who treats. Today I treat you, tomorrow you treat. If we don't drink some wine to warm our bodies in the future, how can we bear it?"

"Yes." The men next to him all shook their heads. The wind at the dock was very cold. "The dock will be closed for a while, and we will go home."

The water will freeze and the dock will be closed. Father Liu calculated that there was less than a month left, that is, the middle and end of November. He hoped that the people who were monitoring him would leave!

"Let's go and have a drink." Father Liu was upset and didn't want to stay here any longer. "Don't waste this little time. There are no ships in the distance. What are we waiting for?"

He took the lead, and the other men all stood up and followed Father Liu to leave the dock, ready to find a place to drink.

Not long after they left, two people quietly appeared at the original place. They looked ordinary and entered the crowd. Even after a few glances, they couldn't remember their appearance.

One of the men in grey clothes said, "Why do I feel like he has discovered us?"

"What if he discovered us?" Another man in black clothes said disdainfully, "He just knows some basic military skills. I can handle ten of them by myself."

"That's enough." The man in grey who spoke first raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "The higher-ups only sent us to monitor us. Other things will be done by others. Let's not make things complicated."

"But." He touched his chin and said doubtfully: "I feel that this man is not simple. There are few people who can be scouts in the army without some skills. Don't be careless and violate the taboo."

"I know." The black-clothed man who was warned lowered his head helplessly and muttered reluctantly: "When will it end? We have been monitoring for a long time, and he has not made any movement." "

That's why I said he found us!" The gray-clothed man sighed, "Report to the higher-ups."

...

"There is no news about Dad." Liu Jingwen said.

He heard Xia Yang come back and say that Boss Liu didn't know about Liu's father. This was within his expectations, because Boss Liu and the others knew that they would definitely not hide it from him.

And if Liu's father sent a message back, he would not leave him behind. Now he suspected that Liu's father was delayed by something, otherwise he would not fail to report home.

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen looked at Xia Yang with a worried look on his face, "Can you ask Manager Wang to ask him to inquire about my father in the provincial capital?" "

Of course." Xia Yang said, "He has already escorted the first batch of vegetables over, and we will send the second batch in a few days. I will ask the person who delivers the vegetables to tell Uncle Wang and ask him for help."

"Don't worry." Xia Yang comforted, "The journey is long and it is inconvenient to travel. Maybe the person or the letter is on the way."

Seeing that Boss Liu didn't look worried, Xia Yang didn't understand why Liu Jingwen was so nervous, but he should do what it takes to find Liu's father.

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen heard Xia Yang's worry and smiled: "I'm fine, I'm just worried that if the snow falls and the road is difficult to walk on, I'm afraid that Dad won't be ready to come back until next year."

"Yes." Xia Yang smiled: "We have money now, and your eldest brother and his family have built a greenhouse. There is no need for them to suffer outside. We should find them as soon as possible."

What they didn't know was that asking Wang Guanshi to find someone actually made many people confirm Liu Jingwen's identity, and another person also knew of Liu Jingwen's existence.

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