Take a Husband for Farming

He also pointed to a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds: "Catch the fish behind the clams in the river clams. Don't wander around, move quickly, think about hot wine at night, steamed bread, wife, children."

"Haha ..."

It was very cold, and I was screamed by the man.

A basket of river mussels is easy to fill up, and there are a lot of screws in it. Mu Rouzang looked familiar with those river mussels.

"Rou Sang, where are you going!" Little tail, the little peach girl was clutching her sleeve with a small hand.

"Uh, I went there to see. Didn't I just pick up a lot of river mussels and came back? I want to pick up some and go back to eat." Mu Rou Sang remembered the braised mussels with ginger, garlic and spicy seeds, and drooled.

"That thing can eat!"

Aunt Zhou, you do n’t need this loud voice when you are full of energy. This sound is like spring | fried | thunder, and Mu Rouzang's little head buzzes.

Shaking his small head, Mu Rou Sang responded: "Yes, mussel meat can quench thirst and remove heat, detoxify and red eyes, and mussel juice can also cure hemorrhoids." "Really? That one can eat?" Someone Ask the questions most people have.

Mu Rouzang thought for a while before saying, "It ’s written in the book, dig out the meat feet from the river mussel, pickle it with salt for a quarter of an hour, wash it with your hands several times, then boil the water once, and then use the pig Put the pan under the oil and stir-fry the **** and garlic together for about sixty breaths. "

A group of village women didn't understand, and they were all confused, all painted mosquito coils in their eyes.

A group of village women were still wondering what she was talking about. Mu Rouzang had already carried her small wooden barrel to the pile of river mussels.

Sure enough, she did not read it wrong. In fact, freshwater pearls are not the same quality as those produced by river mussels. Only that type of hyriopsis mussel is a professional cultured pearl river mussel.

"Little girl, do you want these?" An uncle grabbed a basket of river mussels and walked to her.

"Yes, uncle!" Mu Rouzang wanted, but the hyriopsis cuming together with other river mussels was picked up from the muddy water and covered with mud.

"You are the mulberry girl behind the village west!"

Mu Rou sang, she is a celebrity everywhere she goes: "Yes, uncle, can you please help me pick some river mussels."

She stretched out her little finger and pointed at a small hyacinth: "I want something like this, and then a few of those big fat ones."

"What's the use of this?" The uncle was curious.

Mu Rouzang didn't want to say more: "Eat!"

He also behaved like a small tortoiseshell cat, and the village thought that it was the noble son that Hibiscus had put together. Mu Rouzang was only responsible for management.

After hearing that, the uncle put away curiosity, picked up some older Hyriopsis cumingii for her, and picked up about ten large river mussels.

"Yo, your bucket is full, how can you keep going back!"

Mu Rou Sang is also worried. She is only five years old when she has great strength. She has several kilograms in a wooden barrel, plus a bucket of river mussels. How to take it!

The uncle saw that she looked like a peasant girl, and she did a trick: "Smelly boy, don't hurry up, this is my son. Come and help Sang girl return the bucket."

"Uncle, don't bother this brother. My brother will go to school later. I will put it on the donkey cart." Anyway, the river mussel will not die for a while and a half after leaving the water.

Finally, she thought of a good way. She didn't like strangers to enter her own house, not to mention that Hibiscus was not at home.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, Mu Rouzang finally looked forward to the hibiscus when the sun fell to the west.

As far as Hibiscus saw his lovely girl standing by the pond, he jumped off the donkey cart and tied it carefully to a willow tree by the pond. Then he walked to Mu Rouzang: "Sister, how can you pick this up? Multi-clam. "

"This Minger is frying and eating, brother, look, there are a lot of fish and shrimp in the pond." Mu Rou Sang loves to eat braised fish, watching the big fish that lively and wildly, drooling.

The hibiscus smiled, "Well, I didn't expect to dry the pond this year."

"Brother, our family has also divided fish before?" Mu Rou Sang's braised fish floated over his head, and Wen Yan asked casually.

"Well, I did it once a few years ago." It was just then that Dad had just passed away, and Uncle was unable to eat because of the filial piety period, and cut off the fish that should have been divided into his family.

At that time, the village chief and grandfather did not say a fair word. Fortunately, now he has a good relationship with the village grandfather's family. The village chief supports him, and the uncle can do nothing about his family.

The fish distribution in the village is very positive. As long as the young and old men who can go to the pond, go all out to fish, the pond is not large, remove the mussels, screws, etc., and the average household gets 50 pounds. Mu Rouzang I asked for more live small fish and shrimp. Others are naturally willing to share more big fish. In such a cold day, I can get a lot of copper plates in the town.

Mu Rouzang and the village chief provided a large wooden bucket to raise these small fish and shrimps, and asked someone to help carry them to the donkey cart, so they drove the donkey cart home with Mu Hibiscus.

"Sister, why do you want some fish and shrimp?"

Mu Rouzang chuckled. The fish is not big enough to be delicious. The freshwater fish's favorite is catfish: "Brother, we will eat braised catfish tonight."

She was thinking in her mind that it was rare to see some fish and shrimp. Naturally, she had to throw them into the small river in the space. In the future, she would not worry about eating fish.

But she was careful, not a small fish or shrimp caught indiscriminately. The common fry species are all complete. Mu Rou Sang is very happy, and her meals have risen to the next level.

I had dinner, and while Hibiscus's hot water bathed, I sneaked into the house and took a third of the fish and shrimp in the wooden barrel and threw it into the stream in the space. She was still afraid that these things would not live tomorrow. After finishing it, she sat on the cymbal with peace of mind and picked up a pink quilt to sew.

Because Mu Yang's family came here that day, Mu Rouzang was in no mood to sew clothes.

After waiting for Hibiscus to go to school on the second day, Mu Rou Sang tied the door, but he did n’t care about the wood. Yang came, took a bucket containing river mussels and flashed into the space. Roar, she wants to raise pearls, she wants to develop pearls The great cause, the ancient drilling technology is backward, a polished round, full of luster, and a small finger-sized grain pearl, at least five or two silver.

She did not understand the technique of using pearl mussels to make pearls. This baby rudely pried the shell of the river mussel and sprinkled some sand on it.

When she was too tired to get down, Mu Yiyang was already outside the courtyard.

Don't care about throwing the mussels into the small river, and just flashed out of the space to open the door: "Here it is!"

Mu Rou Sang is a little cold to Mu Yi Yang these days. She deliberately wanted to air dry him. On that day, the Mu Yang family came to sip on rice. Mu Yi Yang didn't even speak to rush people. Of course, Mu Rou Sang is proud. As a biological son, he can't get rid of his parents. He will stay alone to eat fragrant and spicy. If he did that, Mu Rou Sang would be chilling.

"You go to the pigsty first, and when you are done, come and try the new sister-in-law."

After speaking, he ignored him and turned into the room.

Just picked up the needle and thread to prepare for Mu Fengyu to finish the mule. The courtyard door was knocked again. Mu Yiyang dropped the big broom in his hand and ran to open the door.

He ran to the door and just reached out to remove the bolt. His hand paused: "Who?"

The last time he let his parents come in by himself, Mu Rouzang was upset. This time, he had a long memory to ask.

"Is Wood Girl at home? I'm Chunshu Brother."

Chunshu brother? Mu Rouzang heard the score in the room, dropped the needle and thread in his hand, ran his shoes and ran out: "Yi Yang, open the door, it's Chunshu brother."

Qin Chunshu can only come back every month on vacation, and it is not the second time that he has time to visit Mu Rou Sang's house.

Mu Yiyang quickly opened the courtyard door, and Mu Rouzang greeted him: "Brother Chunshu, are you on vacation? Last time, I asked Wu shopkeeper, wasn't it going to be the 28th day of the first lunar month?"

Qin Chunshu hasn't seen Mu Rou Sang for some days. At first glance, a little girl wearing a rabbit skin and a shoulder came out, and thought that it was a rich lady who was a relative.

"Rou Sang ?! The younger the girl, the more lovely!"

Mu Rouzang's impression of him is good: "Brother Chunshu, hurry up and sit down, please Yang brother, help me to pour some hot tea."

Qin Chunshu waved his hands quickly: "Let's talk later, let's unload things first." He turned and called the driver to help him carry a few baskets into the hall.

Muyi Yang has cut two cups of hot tea and brought them in. Mu Rouzang brought two plates of snacks from the small table in the room: "Come, hurry up early, let's get tired, eat some snacks and pad your belly first. Today Children are here for lunch. "

"Well, this dessert is delicious, crispy and glutinous." Qin Chunshu was also polite, took a bite and bite it bitterly: "Don't worry, now is Chinese New Year, there are many more people picking and selling in town. It's been too busy here, and I'll have to rush back later, when the store is closed, I'll come back to your house and go to the door. "

Mu Rou Sang did not know, she also used the ancient shops to rest early until the New Year!

"What are these?" She pointed to several baskets sealed with red paper.

"I was sent by the shopkeeper Wu, saying that it is a New Year's Etiquette, this is a list." He took out a dark red bronzing post from his arms, opened a faint scent of scent.

"The shopkeeper is interested. Brother Chunshu wants to thank everyone for me." Mu Rou Sang was very moved. Do n’t look at just giving the New Year's gift, but the trick of Wu Treasurer is to secretly teach her how to give gifts to the rich. This gift list This is one place, a bit like a modern business card. Open the gift list, with Wu Fu worship on the left and various gifts on the right.

Mu Rouzang looked closely, and then compared Yang Zixuan's courtesy, which was called Xiao Tongyu. Some are the same, but some are different. They are a little lighter than Yang Zixuan's gift, but they just fit his identity.

Mu Rou Sang looked at the shopkeeper Wu gave the bacon and bacon, she would not be able to return these two in return, but it also had to have bacon.

"Brother Chunshu, and you can sit for a while, just by the way take the gift back, and when my brother comes to school the next day, we will go to visit the shopkeeper Wu." Mu Rouzang thought for a while.

Qin Chunshu was also in a hurry, nodded, and continued to eat snacks: "I know a sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but what is this golden-yellow thin-skinned stuffing?"

He asked, pointing to a golden dim sum in the center.

"That's my wife's cake. It's made of glutinous rice stuffing. I don't think it tastes enough, so I add some melon sugar and seeds, and it tastes sweeter."

Mu Rouzang replied casually.

Qin Chunshu, however, was full of eyes and could not help reminding her: "Rou Sang, unfortunately you are too young, otherwise your family can go to the county house to open a shop and open a pastry shop."

Mu Rouzang shook her head. For the time being, she would not consider it, mainly because she was too young. If Hibiscus is eleven or twelve years old, she can try it.

To greet the two to drink tea and snacks, Mu Rouzang went into the room to prepare things by himself. The shopkeeper Wu obviously considered it. All the gifts were divided into two types. Except for some customization, one was for Mu Rouzang, a piece of silk cloth. There was also a silver collar, which saw her black lines. Hibiscus is the four treasures of the study.

Mu Rou Sang can't compete with the housekeeper of Wu. She prepared two rabbits, two ducks, a pheasant, and a few pounds of mountain fungus, a large bag of dried mushrooms, a large jar of pickles, and a few pounds. For dim sum, she remembers that there are a pair of children under Wu's lap, each one prepares a piece of silk cloth, and adds a piece of rosin ink and a silver urn.

Packed things in the basket, and then caught two live chickens tied and a few pounds of fresh eggs, compared to the gift from the shopkeeper Wu, it is still a little worse.

Mu Rouzang remembered that he hadn't prepared a gift list, and it seemed he had to prepare some for next year.

Set things up, cut out two pieces of red paper ready to write couplets, take out the ink and write the words "blessing" or "rich" on it. The favorite thing of businessmen is to ask for auspiciousness. It doesn't matter if you write it yourself.