At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

Xie Yuheng was anxious. He had seen tigers before, but never such a tiger.

Xie Mingcheng turned around in confusion, what's wrong with his little brother? Is he hungry?

Then he saw...a small bird lying on a pile of white objects.

The little fat man hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed. Everyone in his family said that the little tuanque was a divine bird in the sky. Could the little tuanque be dead?

Xie Mingcheng stood on tiptoes and stretched out his chubby fingers to poke carefully. Suzaku waved its wings to signal the little fat man not to disturb its rest.

Seeing that the little bird was still moving, Xie Mingcheng breathed a long sigh of relief. If it was still moving, it seemed that it would not die for a while.

The little fat man looked at the white sand in confusion, which was almost the same color as bird droppings. Is this too much? And it doesn't stink either.

Small head, big doubts, maybe this is what makes the sacred bird different!

Xie Mingcheng looked at the 'bird poop' and wondered if the 'bird poop' had any special effects.

For example, make him taller and more powerful than his brother, and punch his brother to the ground.

"Hey hey hey, hey hey..." Xie Mingcheng's childish face showed an obscene smile that did not suit his age.

Then he was seen holding a small pile of salt in his hand and putting it into his mouth under the shocked eyes of Xie Yuheng and Suzaku.

(In ancient times, salt was relatively large and not that white, and sugar was also brown. Amber sugar only began to appear in the Song and Yuan Dynasties. The author does not cook much. When writing this paragraph, I went to the kitchen and smelled it up close. Salt, make sure it is tasteless.)

The taste was so salty that Xie Mingcheng vomited out the 'shit of the divine bird' in his mouth. He retched twice and hurriedly went out to find water.

He took out a coarse porcelain sea bowl from the kitchen counter that was bigger than his head, and scooped a full bowl of water from the large water tank, holding the sea bowl in both hands and drinking like a cow.

By chance, Xie Mingli came back carrying a bundle of firewood that was bigger than him. He unloaded the firewood while dripping with sweat and raised his eyebrows.

Without any psychological burden, he directly snatched the bowl of water from the little fat man's hand, changed the sides, and drank the remaining water in one gulp.

Xie Mingcheng looked at his unscrupulous brother and felt deeply that the family would be separated without him.

The eldest brother is so unreliable and his younger brothers bully him. When his parents grow old, he will be the only one who can take care of the whole family!

"Brother, Tuanque pooped a lot of salt... shit." Xie Mingcheng considered his words carefully.

Xie Mingli used a wooden ladle to ladle water to rinse the sea bowl, and carefully cleaned the walls of the bowl with his slender fingers.

"Do you believe that Tuanque can poop in salt, or that I will slap your big mouth on your brother?"

Xie Mingcheng blinked and he believed it.

He tried to persuade his brother again: "It's true, brother, I pulled a lot of it, it was all over the table and even flowed to the floor.

Xie Mingli looked into his brother's sincere eyes, thinking of the special nature of Tuanque, and nodded.

He slowly put the bowl back to its place, and then followed Xie Mingcheng into the east wing. The second uncle said that a gentleman should remain calm in the face of danger.

After the young man in green clothes entered the room, he first went to the bedside to look at his only little sister, and saw Xie Yuheng sleeping peacefully.

Then he returned to the table, carefully avoiding the salt that fell to the ground.

He heard that the salt used by rich families was as white and as fine as snow, but he didn't know who was better than the one in front of him.

Dip the bony fingers in salt and place them on the tip of your tongue. The young man was stunned. It was pure salty, without a trace of bitterness.

Xie Mingcheng stood obediently on one side, watching his brother eat the bird's shit with mixed emotions, completely forgetting that he was also one of the shit eaters.

In Xie Mingcheng's little life experience, coarse salt with a bitter taste is what everyone in the world calls salt.

The shock in Xie Mingli's heart was like a stormy wave. Although he had known about the extraordinary nature of his little sister for a long time, he was still shocked again. When he came back to his senses, he was actually sweating heavily on his forehead.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

His second uncle had a facial condition that prevented him from becoming an official, and his younger brother was not very bright. He suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and secretly decided to get up for half an hour every day to read from now on.

For the sake of this family, the two brothers were heartbroken.

Xie Mingli patted Xie Mingcheng on the shoulder, squatted down to look at him levelly, and said solemnly: "About Xiao Tuanque and brother Yu Heng, please do not tell anyone else."

After thinking about it for a while, he added, "If I find you talking to others, I will hang you from a peach tree and beat you."

The whole family had been thinking hard about the name Yu Heng for more than half a month, but they still felt that no one could match his fairy.

When the family was chatting in the yard at night, Meng saw that the baby had been staring at a particularly bright star among the spoon-shaped stars in the sky - the Yuheng star.

So the baby's name was decided, Xie Yuheng.

Xie Mingcheng patted his chest: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone else!" Brother treats him as a three-year-old child, so of course he should hide good things at home.

Last time, Xie Hu’s mother bought Xie Hu a cloud cake, and Xie Hu foolishly took it out to eat while he was herding cows.

As a result, Zhao Ergou and his brothers snatched it away, so he ate at home before going out to play.

Squeezing Xie Mingcheng's chubby hand, Xie Mingli felt that it felt really good, "Go and ask grandma and the others to come in. Don't talk about shit. Just say that I have something to do with them."

The little fat man nodded and went out in a hurry.

After a while, I heard his voice before seeing him.

"Ming Li, what's wrong with Yu Heng?" Xie Tingjiang had long legs and was in the front yard, so he came the fastest.

Xie Mingli shook his head and motioned for him to look at the table. Xie Tingjiang's pupils trembled and he whispered: "Is this...salt?"

The boy nodded. By this time, everyone else had arrived, and their breathing was stagnant upon hearing this.

"It's so fine and white, I think the salt the emperor eats is just like this."

"If it is sold in the hands of a salt merchant, it cannot be sold for one tael of silver or one tael."

Xie Tinghai wanted to touch it, but was afraid of getting this good thing dirty. His mother said that his niece was the bird fairy in charge of phoenixes, but now he felt like the god of food.

"Isn't that right? I have lived for almost thirty years, and this is the first time I have seen such good salt."

Mrs. Qian sighed with emotion, took off her scarf, squatted down, turned the scarf over and spread it on the ground. She held the salt on the ground into the cloth with distress.

Everyone also took action, those with jars took jars, and those with basins took basins.

……

After collecting all the salt, everyone looked at the two large jars on the ground, plus half a basin of salt, and still felt it was not real.

Xie Tinghai sat facelessly on the ground, hugging the jar and marveling at how amazing it was that his niece, a fairy, descended to earth.

I wonder if he and Qian can pursue another girl if they try harder.

He doesn't have high requirements, and he doesn't just want to be as ordinary as Xie Yuheng.

The girl is so cute, unlike his two brats who have eight hundred scheming minds combined.

The older one has eight hundred and one tricks, and the younger one is missing one. It hurts to look at him all day long.

Meng's eyebrows furrowed slightly and she said softly: "In the future, people will talk too much. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to use this salt."

Xie Tingjiang patted his wife's hand comfortingly and said:

"It's simple. Add some cornmeal residue, bitter wild vegetables, and some old soy sauce to adjust the color and cook it again. It may be uglier than the lowest-grade salt sold by those salt merchants."

Meng nodded, this method is more troublesome but feasible.

The price of salt has skyrocketed recently, with one tael of salt costing one hundred cents, and one kilogram costing one thousand six hundred cents.

Normally, working in the county only costs about a hundred dollars a day, and a family of three needs one pound of salt a month.

Many families could no longer afford salt, and the court didn't care. Thinking of this, she sighed in her heart, the world will soon be in chaos.

But when she thought of the Dog Emperor, she felt that it would be better to make things worse quickly. Today's Holy Emperor is simply worse than a pig or a dog when it comes to women!

……

The next day, spring and scenery are bright.

The Xie family's yard was already bustling with activity early in the morning, and Qian's family actually dragged a live pig over on a cart.

The villagers who came all the way to eat the melons were astonished. This was such a generous act!

"Good boy, this pig must weigh more than two hundred kilograms."

"Pork is thirty cents a pound, but the Qian family paid for it for more than seventy taels.

"My family only makes three or four taels throughout the year. Seven taels. It would be great if this Qian is my daughter-in-law."

The person who spoke was Mrs. Guo. Years ago, her son went hunting in the mountains and encountered a big cat and died. The wife left her three children and ran away with a passing salesman.

Over the years, she has been raising three grandchildren by herself.

"You are ugly, but you think you are beautiful." The woman next to her who was not dealing with her directly sneered and ridiculed.

"Let me tell you, Mrs. Liu's teachings are good. Even though the two brothers are married, they are still wearing the same pair of trousers."

There is some truth in the saying passed down by the ancients, "It is better to marry a maidservant than a daughter of a small family".

You see, the woman from the Xie Wu family is tutting her tongue, and the three granddaughters have been tortured to the point of losing their dignity. "

"Isn't her eldest grandson going to the county tomorrow to prepare for the county examination? I heard that the scholar is a sure shot."