Accompany by A Fool to do Farming

The second day was a fine and fine weather, and as Uncle Huang said, the temperature dropped sharply, and autumn clothes were no longer cold-resistant.

Zhong Ziqi pulled out a jacket and put it on, and found another one for Zhao Ning to wear.

Although it has been raining and sunny, the roads in the country are still muddy and difficult to walk. One foot is deep, one foot is shallow, and the foot is covered in mud.

Several people entered the town. Huang Ama and Uncle Huang had opened the store door and were busy inside.

"You are here? The road is not easy, right?" Huang Ama greeted Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ama with a red face.

"Yeah, this is a money-making job, otherwise I won't come out at all." Zhao Ama flicked his clothes in disgust.

Everyone started to work on their own affairs while chatting.

Although it was still early at this time, they started to enter the guests one after another. In his spare time, Zhong Ziqi discovered that Uncle Huang's son didn't know when he was here. Standing not far from him, feeling his gaze, immediately looked at it, and then stepped towards him.

"Are you... anything?" Zhong Ziqi asked.

Huang Jinlei took a look at him and said, "I am older than you, just call me Brother Lei."

"Uh...Brother Lei." Zhong Ziqi yelled smoothly.

Huang Jinlei gave a hum, and said with a serious expression: "Thank you and your husband for taking care of you, otherwise their two elders will not be what they are now." Every day is full.

Zhong Ziqi heard the words and said hurriedly: "No thanks, Brother Lei, you are too polite. When my husband and I first entered the town to do business, it was Huang Ah Mo and Uncle Huang who kept helping me, saying thank me. "

Huang Jinlei shook his head and never argued with him. He had heard him say the reason for the matter. Although he helped them a little bit, Zhong Ziqi also gave them money, and no one owed it to anyone.

"Don't talk about this, I think you are very busy, I will help you fight?" Although Huang Jinlei is a bit fierce, his personality is gentle and polite.

"In fact, there is nothing to be busy, just serve the order from the customer and collect the money by the way." Zhong Ziqi told him the price, and Huang Jinlei nodded to indicate that he had remembered.

The work in Zhao Ning's hands was done by Huang Jinlei. He was able to rest and leaned against Zhong Ziqi and said curiously: "It's done pretty well."

Zhong Ziqi didn't care: "It's not difficult."

"The main reason is that he is not like the man who does this job."

"Do you look like me?" Zhong Ziqi asked Zhao Ning.

"Um..." Zhao Ning touched his nose and stopped talking.

Noon is their busiest time, and sometimes, they can't even eat a bite of rice. Therefore, everyone has developed a habit of eating anyone who is hungry, eating whatever they like, and eating whatever is in their store.

These few people in the store are either old or weak. Wherever they have a big appetite, Zhao Sheng's appetite is a bit bigger, and when Zhao Zhengan was there, he was considered sick and his appetite was quite big. Because of this, everyone still teased the two for a long time, but when they saw Huang Jinlei's appetite, everyone suddenly thought in their hearts that Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan were really wrong before.

It turns out that the real rice bucket is here!

Huang Jinlei knew his appetite, so he took several twists and fried dough sticks from Zhong Ziqi, but he gave them money. At first Zhong Ziqi thought it was given by the client, but later discovered that Huang Jinlei ate it by himself.

Although Zhong Ziqi was surprised that he took so much, but did not intend to charge him. Huang Jinlei waved his hand not to pick up the money he handed over.

Huang Jinlei sat in a chair and ate the rice porridge made by Eminem.

Huang Ah Mo had already seen his son's appetite last night, and he poked Uncle Huang: "His father, go get a bowl of tofu for your son."

Uncle Huang nodded and brought his son a bowl of tofu nao. Then, in the eyes of everyone in surprise, Huang Jinlei swept away a pile of food, the speed was like a locust crossing the border, without leaving a piece of armor.

"The average family can't afford it. One person can eat up to three people." Zhao Ning said in a charming voice.

Zhao Ama shook his head and nodded on the youngest son’s forehead: “They are all good soldiers who have been in the army. Remember when I was a kid I took you to a banquet at an uncle’s house, and I also met a man with a particularly big appetite. , You were so scared that you got into my arms and cried. That man was a soldier."

"Oh, I don't remember."

Zhao Ning stuck out his tongue. How could he remember what happened when he was young.

"Although this kid can eat a little bit, he looks pretty good." Zhao Ama thought thoughtfully.

Zhao Ning shrugged and ran to the back to wash the dishes and chopsticks indifferently.

"These ones."

Huang Jinlei walked over and put the used bowls and chopsticks next to Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning glanced at him nervously and said, "Let's put it here, take these to the front." Zhao Ning pointed to the ones he had cleaned.

"Ok."

The man responded but didn't move.

Zhao Ning looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why he was still pestering here.

"Stretch out your hand." The man glanced at the unconscious person.

Unexplainedly, Zhao Ning raised his right hand, only to see Huang Jinlei raised his hand and rolled up the wet sleeves that he didn't know when he fell off.

"The other one."

Zhao Ning stupidly handed it over. When he reacted, the man had already left.

Zhao Ning's face turned red suddenly, and he looked down at his sleeves, bit his lip, and continued to wash the bowl absently.

Little did he know that this scene happened to be watched by Zhao Ama, who had been observing Huang Jinlei, but Zhao Ama's eyes flickered, and he looked at the two people with unknown expressions, shaking his head and nodding for a long while, not knowing what he was thinking.

When I went back that day, Zhong Ziqi felt that something was wrong with Zhao Ning. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was absent-minded at everything, and sometimes blushed.

Zhong Ziqi curiously leaned her face face to face: "Xiao Ning, are you in love?"

Zhao Ning returned to his anger and said, "You're just getting hot!" This person can say anything.

Zhong Ziqi sat down Shiran: "Aren't you looking lascivious, why are you thinking about it? Which savage man do you want?"

Zhao Ning blushed again when he was choked by Zhong Ziqi's explicit words: "What are you talking about? What wild man, go cook now, I'm hungry!"

Zhao Ning pushed his arm to the kitchen in anger.

Zhong Ziqi joked and said, "Oh, my face is pretty thin."

It's rare that Zhao Ning didn't whirl around him like he did in the past. There is really a problem, but since he is embarrassed, he will not ask for it. Sooner or later, he will talk about it.

To say that what Zhao Ning thinks about is the scene that happened today, mainly because he, as a brother who has not been out of the pavilion, usually helps in the store, but he has never been so close to a strange man. How can we not let our minds think wildly after having had contact and interaction?

But fortunately, Zhao Ning is a big-hearted person, and it didn't take long for him to stop caring, and he continued to have fun with Zhong Ziqi.

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Let’s talk about Zhao Zhengan, who is far away in the south of the Yangtze River. It was the first time to run business with the caravan. They are now resting in a small city called Yongquan City. Its scale is at best a circle larger than the average town. This town is rich in one. Planting plants has great medicinal value, and it can be said that there is almost no other places.

The leader of the caravan is called Shen Chong. Everyone is used to calling him Lord Shen. He is one of Shen Yubei's henchmen. Shen Chong didn't express any opinion about this person who was suddenly inserted by the master. He had already heard that this was the son of the eldest master. He came from the north and wanted to follow the businessmen.

At first, Shen Chong looked at his young age and thought that he might just come to have fun, and follow their eyes to make a little money. Not very concerned.

However, what he gradually noticed was that this kid and his kind, modest and studious attitude made him feel good, and he felt that this kid was calm enough. They walked through a few small towns a few days ago, and they also had some firsts in the team. People who follow the business once will buy something they find strange and weird, and then sell it to the next city to earn a meal.

But this kid was there, he just watched and didn't buy it, which had to make him interested. He wanted to see what this kid would meet.

Zhao Zhengan actually didn't know what he wanted. He didn't encounter anything that made him feel valuable before, so he didn't buy it either.

The group of them stopped at an inn in Yongquan Town. Zhao Zhengan and Shen Chong said that they would go out as usual.

Shen Chong nodded, and stopped Zhao Zhengan when he walked out the door: "Boy, this place is rich in a kind of medicinal material, you can bring some, and our caravan will also buy it."

Zhao Zhengan nodded: "Master Xie Shen told me that the kid took it down."

Yongquan City is not too big but it is very lively. Zhao Zhengan wandered in the busy street and soon saw the medicinal materials Shen Chong said, the green cross-toothed leaves, the rhizomes are slightly slender, but they have developed and dense heels. It is because it has grown a lot of small red fruits, which are hard to the touch, but it is said that the fruits are more effective than other parts.

Zhao Zhengan came to be interested in buying this plant. He remembered the road map Shen Chong showed him. It recorded the route of their trip and the details of each town. After a few more stops, it was a big city. There are four gates for different purposes. The gates to the east are in an uninhabited area for more than a dozen miles.

But a little further east is a military camp. I heard that there are many bandits in that area, so I stationed a military camp to suppress bandits. They will buy food, clothing, and medical materials in this city.

The medicinal materials that Shen Chong bought are sold here, and they can make a fortune every year. Naturally, Zhao Zhengan would not miss such a good opportunity, so he bought a batch of money and asked someone to send it back to the inn.

Then he wandered around this place again.

"Brother, buy a hairpin, it's very cheap." The seller was a man who looked more than 40 years old. He had a haggard face and squatted alone in a corner with a piece of cloth in front of him. A variety of styles of wooden hairpins.

Zhao Zhengan walked over and squatted down, picked up a wooden hairpin and looked at it, and found that the wooden hairpin was very delicately carved, and the patterns on it were vivid. He remembered that there was an old wooden hairpin in the house that Zhong Ziqi had been using, and he hadn't noticed it. Over.

Now that it happened to be bought, he felt that such a simple and elegant hairpin was a good match for him.

"Bring me two." Zhao Zhengan said to the man, and he thought it was good after two fingers.

The man's eyes lit up: "Wait a minute." The price offered by the man was a bit higher than the average wooden hairpin, but Zhao Zhengan felt it was worth it, so he didn't bargain with him, and he left after passing the money.