Xiao Fu Lang is Born with a Good Fate

"Oh, uh..."

Before dawn, the roosters in the village started crowing. Oi Village was also covered with a layer of black gauze, only waiting for the sun to rise to lift the dimness.

Today, I am going to town, Zhou Jinnian gets up and dresses, his movements are neat and there is no procrastination. In the past, the Shang Dynasty got up earlier than this time. As soon as the Yin time passed, it was time to leave the house to participate in the court.

Before leaving the house, he went to look at the people in the water. Ning Lang retreated under the tub again. He looked like a newborn baby, curled up sideways, knowing that he could breathe in the water, Zhou Jinnian was not worried. .

Going to the small courtyard, Zhou Jinnian carried the bamboo basket on his back. Before leaving the house, he met his father who was still wearing his hair.

Lin Jin: "Father still gets up late. How can you not eat breakfast? Dad will give you some pancakes, and then hurry up after eating."

Zhou Jinnian is no longer the childish stunner when he was eighteen. With his fathers alive and a family living together, he can always keenly capture the love between the lines of his elders and the love for his son.

In this life, he will no longer take the care of his relatives as a matter of course, no longer eager to chase fame and fortune, and only seeks stability, food and clothing for his family.

Of course, the imperial examination still has to be tested, and the imperial examination is not fake.

"I brought the pancakes, and the leftovers from the mountain yesterday are enough to eat." Zhou Jinnian said to his father: "Daddy will go to sleep for a while. I will go first. The sun will rise later, and the road will not be hot."

"Hey, the father will send you to the door." Lin Jin relaxed, tied her hair in a knot, followed her son, passing by the inner courtyard, the doors of each room were closed tightly, and the family was still asleep.

"Father, go back, Ning Lang fell down yesterday."

Lin Jin interrupted: "I can save it and wait for him to wake up by himself. You go quickly, be careful on the way, and come back early."

Watching Zhou Jinnian walk away, Lin Jin closed the courtyard door and returned to the house. Although he doesn't go to the ground every day, but in this big yard, these old people, he cooks, washes and cleans the yard, and has no time to spare.

It's just that he does things that are easy to be ignored, but he has never stopped. His waist is getting sore and tired day by day.

Lin Jin sighed, then returned to the bed and squinted his eyes for a moment.

...

Xie Ning was awakened by the dream. He dreamed that he was playing in the lotus pond again. When he wanted to flex his muscles and swim him up and down, he found that he could not stretch his legs and woke up abruptly.

He was the only one left in the room. He put on his clothes and went to the small yard first. He saw a basket covered with a mattress. He opened it and found the August bomb he picked yesterday.

Farmers like to cover the wild fruits that are not yet ripe.

"It's estimated that you will have to cover it for three or five days. I left you with porridge on the table and eat it first."

Xie Ning squatted and turned to Lin Jin and shouted, "Father!"

"Eh." Lin Jin replied and went into the small yard to get a wooden basin.

"Father, I'm steaming dried eggplants for Jinnian today." Xie Ning followed behind the person's ass.

"Okay, when you finish your breakfast, Dad will help you."

Xie Ning nodded, thinking that Daddy could not see him with his back to him, and then said: "Well, I want a tomato melon."

He followed until Lin Jin passed the room and was about to go to the inner courtyard. The other door was the old fourth room. Xie Ning stopped the follower and turned back to the small courtyard to wash and drink gruel.

In the morning, the heads of the house went to farming, and the people who stayed at home were weaving cloth or drying food.

Xie Ning wore a hat and went to the stove, Lin Jin moved the basket in, and sat at the door to peel the grains, "I washed the tomato melon, why would you think of steaming the eggplant?"

"When I was young, my mother used to make it, and I loved to eat, so I followed to learn."

Xie Ning cut the tomato melon in half, took the fire to boil the water, and steamed the tomato melon.

Waiting for the time when the tomato melon was steamed, he moved a small bench to be the opposite of his father, helping to peel the grains together.

"Which person is your mother?" Lin Jin kept moving her hands, chatting with Kefran.

Xie Ning obediently replied: "People from Ganxun, the famine followed the villagers all the way to this place."

"Famine? It's been a few years, then your mother suffered a lot when she was a child." The information was blocked, and Lin Jin himself had vaguely heard people talk about famines in other places.

"My mother said she was hungry and had eaten everything. She changed her pattern so that very little food could fill her stomach."

Xie Ning only remembers that when he was very young, he sat on his mother's lap and listened to her mother telling him about hungry things, and asked him to cherish the food.

The dried corn is very hard, but it is easy to peel. During the period, Grandma Zhou went into the stove to fetch things and saw Xie Ning, she came over and stared at Xie Ning's hand.

Xie Ning withdrew his hands, not daring to peel the grains. Grandma Zhou dropped the sentence "Don't let him peel it" and left with her things.

Lin Jin comforted: "It's okay, I looked clean. In the afternoon, you will go with me to make Baogu grits. You will come back tomorrow and take some home."

People in the countryside like to send food, it is true.

"Okay, thank you father." Xie Ning stood up, "I'll see if the tomato melon is steamed."

The tomato melons had turned dark brown, and Xie Ning picked them up one by one, cut the sections of the tomato melons with a knife, and spread them one by one on a clean dustpan.

There are bamboo poles in the yard. Two dustpans covered with tomato melons are placed on top of each other. They will only be dried for one day and then processed tomorrow.

After spending the whole morning with his dad peeling the grains, Lin Jin and Lin Guihua occupied the kitchen room for lunch at noon, Xie Ning hurriedly slipped back to the room and stayed in the water.

To go out in the afternoon, he has to fill his body with water.

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Besides Zhou Jinnian's side, he walked to the town and walked for an hour. His shoulders were strangled with red marks by the bamboo basket, and he sweated again, and the sweat filled the wound, tired and painful, young and tender.

The first thing is to go to the drugstore and replace the fresh schisandra and the dried schisandra at home with silver taels.

The shopkeeper saw that the schisandra he brought back was fresh and good in quality. The fresh pharmacy handled more professionally and could better retain the medicinal properties.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy is a good man, and he doesn't keep the price down, and accepts it at the market price. A total of three hundred and sixty essays were obtained, which is actually an income.

Zhou Jinnian thanked the shopkeeper of the medicine shop, and rushed to the bookstore with the diabolo basket, and placed himself in the lively Qingshui Town.

There are many shops in Qingshui Town, just in time for the summer harvest, and there are many baskets selling vegetables on the street, all of which have just been harvested from the fields, and they are fresh.

Zhou Jinnian wore a black long gown, long hair tied in a crown, and an overwhelming appearance, which provoked many pedestrians to look at him. He didn't squint, walked through the streets, and then crossed a small arch bridge, which was the bookstore shopping street frequented by scholars.

When going down the book street, almost all of them are doing pen, ink, paper and inkstone business. There are a few teahouses in between, hiring a few storytellers, selling tea, and collecting lively money.

Zhou Jinnian went to the Zhang Bookstore that he often went to. The shopkeeper Zhang had an impression of him. He often came to buy paper and ink. His features were handsome and he couldn't forget it.

"Why, I haven't seen you in a few days, or mulberry paper? How much?"

Zhou Jinnian nodded to the treasurer Zhang, "The treasurer Zhang is well. Not busy, I mainly want to ask today, can the treasurer Zhang do copy books?"

"Yes there is." The shopkeeper Zhang hesitated, "It's just that you will have a test in the hospital next spring, so you may delay your studies."

"It's okay, the students are sure." Zhou Jinnian looked calm and confident.

"That's the old rule, you buy paper yourself, I will give you pen and ink, and I will see if you write a few words."

"First, a knife of mulberry paper."

Paper is expensive, and there are often readers who do not do their best to copy books. As a result, the writing is not neat enough, and the paper in the bookstore is wasted. After a month, a lot of money is lost.

Mulberry paper is the most commonly used paper type among folks. The paper is thick and rough, but the price is the lowest.

Zhou Jinnian entered the room with Zhang's shopkeeper. Zhang's shopkeeper took the hottest storybook nowadays, and opened a designated page for Zhou Jinnian to copy it.

"Transcribe this page, and when you're done, come out and call me." Zhang, the shopkeeper, went to the shop after finishing talking.

Zhou Jinnian grinds himself and moves his wrists before he calms down and starts copying. After all, he didn't have the wrist strength that he had trained in the previous life, Zhou Jinnian slowed down, making every stroke, trying to stabilize his strength as much as possible.

After copying, Zhou Jinnian picked up the paper to dry the ink traces, then took it to the shop and handed it to the shopkeeper Zhang.

"Yo!" The shopkeeper Zhang exclaimed. The fonts on the paper are square, with golden hooks and iron marks, and the overall visual effect is graceful. If you look carefully, you can see some arrogance between the lines.

"Good word!" The face of Zhang's shopkeeper was filled with satisfaction, "It's a pity that this word is transcribed. I have "Quanqing Poems" in seven volumes, five hundred essays in one volume, how about?"

"How much money to bet?" Zhou Jinnian only cared about this.

The shopkeeper Zhang touched his chin, "Quan Qing Poems" is a must-buy book for rich scholars, and it is only for sale but not for rent. It collects the works of famous poets from all over Daqing, and sells seven volumes for 14 taels of silver.

"In this way, if you are not afraid of laborious, one roll at a time, the deposit is two or two, I will pay out the paper, and use white mulberry paper. How?"

Those who copy the books buy the paper themselves, and the bookstore will inspect them after they are fried. If a few are unqualified, the paper will be discarded.

Although copying books can make money, but the threshold is high, and it is troublesome, and it hurts their eyes and hands. Scholars who are dedicated to getting fame and fame will not make this hard money.

Zhou Jinnian quickly calculated it in his mind, "Yes, then I would like to thank the treasurer Zhang."

"You're polite, I'll get you the book and paper."

Zhou Jinnian took out the purse to calculate the money and paid the deposit, which meant that there was no more money left to buy Ning Lang's dragon beard candy, and he would take Ning Lang back home tomorrow.

Thinking of Ning Lang's eyes curled up when he mentioned the dragon beard candy, and the corners of his mouth raised, looking forward to the aftertaste, Zhou Jinnian was a bit uncomfortable.

"Treasurer Zhang, is there an urgent need to copy a book? I borrow a valuable place. I will finish the copy before dusk, and the cost of the pen and ink will be deducted from the copy of the book." Zhou Jinnian generously explained, "We got married a few days ago, tomorrow It's the day when my husband returns home and needs some silver to buy gifts. Zhang, the treasurer, can you be accommodating?"

"You do hurt people." The shopkeeper Zhang laughed twice, "What's not to do with that, please go inside and wait, I'll make arrangements for you."

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Xie Ning was soaked in the water until midday before being called out for dinner by his father.

Lunch is steamed bun with salty pickles and rice porridge is all rice soup.

Lin Jin picked up a bun and broke it in the middle, brushed a layer of salty soy sauce in the middle, first handed it to her husband Wednesday Feng, and then made one and handed it to Xie Ning.

"Let's eat, punch out the Baogu grits in the afternoon and cook the porridge tomorrow morning. It's not like it's all soup and water today." Lin Jin finally took the bun for herself and took a bite after speaking.

Compared with other farmers, Zhou's family can eat all meals, which is pretty good in the village.

Xie Ning opened his mouth wide and took a bite. Lin Jin did a lot of housework and was willing to knead the noodles. The steamed bun was very strong.

"It's delicious, it tastes delicious to chew." Xie Ning praised, and said: "When will I be back in the year? I think he..." Xie Ning stopped talking after buying the dragon beard candy, not embarrassed to say the following words.

Lin Jin was stunned, thinking that this child is really not ashamed, so clingy, and still in front of his elders. He glanced sideways at his husband Zhang Sanfeng, and both husbands had a smile in their eyes.

"It's probably in the bookstore right now. When the sun doesn't get so hot, he will drive back." Lin Jin stared at the pickle bowl, not looking at Xie Ning, for fear that the child would be embarrassed.

After the family had eaten, Xie Ning put on bamboo hats, stepped on the water bag, and followed Lin Jin's cart with a basket of grains.

All the way to the big stone mill in the village, Lin Jin went to get the key with the village head, and Xie Ning slurped and drank water while holding the water bag.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was humming and pushing the cart all the way, but it was not as uncomfortable as when he was picking medicine yesterday! It seems that as long as he sleeps in the water every night and soaks in the water at noon, his body will be able to work like ordinary people!

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