Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

Liu Zhushan brought Li Juanhua and Liu Yuelai to set up a stall on the roadside. In order to avoid encountering people who escaped from the village, the three of them disguised themselves.

Liu Zhushan used to have a full beard, but now he has shaved it clean. He looks like a completely different person. Even Wang Shan almost couldn't recognize him when he saw him.

Since Li Juanhua's nutrition was insufficient, it did not look out of place for her to dress like a man.

Liu Yuelai smeared his face a little darker. His previously dirty hair was completely hanging down on both sides of his face, but now it stood up high and his hair became clean.

His round eyes looked around, taking in all the new things in Lin'an City.

Ever since he was kidnapped from the remote town, he had never seen such a scene again. All he saw was a cage without sunlight and children around his age coming and going until they gradually disappeared.

His own dirtiness and thinness saved his life. After all, no matter who is given the choice, those healthy and strong children will always be the most popular.

Children like me can only be raised as backup.

During these days in Zhuhou Village, houses were built. The houses were close to the bamboo forest, making it very convenient to cut bamboo.

There is a wasteland right opposite the house. Wang Shan is reclaiming the wasteland at home, and Liu Zhushan is relying on his craft to weave some small things to earn a living.

Li Juanhua, Zhu Xiaoque and Liu Yuelai also begged Liu Zhushan to teach them how to weave.

"Father Liu, once the three of us have learned it, we can weave a lot more and make a lot of money in the future." Liu Yuelai said so. He can also share the chores at home and definitely not eat for free.

While these three people were still studying hard, they didn't expect that Zhou Daquan had already quietly weaved the prototype of a small backpack.

"Hey, Father Liu, are you in this state?"

A small backpack appeared in front of everyone, and the woven pattern was very novel.

Liu Xiaoyu was very happy to see it, "Brother Daquan, can you give it to me when you finish it? I like it very much."

Zhou Daquan nodded, "Brother Xiaoyu, I'll edit it for you later."

Liu Zhushan was very pleased to see Zhou Daquan weaving bamboo strips skillfully with his little hands. He thought this silly boy was not stupid at all and he had accidentally picked up a treasure.

"A Quan, it seems like someone taught you this technique. Do you remember who taught you?"

Zhou Daquan rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Dad Liu, Ah Quan can't remember."

"It's okay, good boy. If you can't remember it, just think about it slowly. It will get better one day."

In this way, several children studied hard. Zhu Xiaoque was very distressed. He made a mess and accidentally hurt his hand. "Xiaoque, don't do it for now. You may not be suitable for this." Li Juanhua looked at the mess which was even more messy than her own, frowned, and asked Zhu Xiaoque to deal with the wound.

"Okay, I won't bother with this anymore. I'm still more suited to kitchen work." Zhu Xiaoque put down the bamboo strips in his hand helplessly, looked at everyone doing their job properly, and curled his lips.

Under the guidance of Liu Zhushan, several people began to weave the simplest mats in an orderly manner. Soon they had made a lot of them. Liu Zhushan was weaving some backpacks and bamboo baskets on the side, while Zhou Daquan was still silently making a small backpack to give to Liu Xiaoyu.

After getting a certain amount of woven items, Liu Zhushan planned to carry them to the county town to sell them. Liu Xiaoyu originally planned to follow his father, but was stopped by Liu Zhushan. After all, he was not very familiar with the county town, and there were too many people. He might not be able to take care of Xiaoyu for a while. What if he was targeted by bad guys again? This is not Liu Zhushan's conspiracy theory. It is better to be more careful.

"Uncle, how much is this?" After Xu Yuan came out of Fumanlou, he went to the grain store and bought some brown rice. Passing by here, there were several shops selling woven goods. Xu Yuan saw that the bamboo sieves in this shop were obviously larger and thicker than those in other places, so he chose this one.

Liu Zhushan's child was busy knitting. When she saw a customer coming, she quickly put down her work and greeted him warmly. Li Juanhua and Liu Yuelai also stood up and sorted out the things on the stall. This was the first customer to come to the market today. It was still early in the morning, and most people who came to the market were here to buy meat and vegetables.

"Young man, today is the first time we open, and you are the first customer today. I will give you an extra cushion for five cents."

Liu Zhushan stood up and looked at the guest, and was shocked for a moment. "Sir, I didn't recognize the wrong person, I didn't expect to see you again."

What a surprise.

"Uncle, do you know me?"

Xu Yuan felt that the voice was very familiar, but he didn't seem to have the memory of having seen him before.

"My lord, my name is Liu Zhushan."

"Oh, it's you. Have you taken care of those children?"

"Thanks to you, everything went smoothly. I also adopted a few homeless children who had nowhere to stay."

"Hey, this is Juanhua and Yuelai."

Liu Zhushan enthusiastically introduced the two children standing nearby to Xu Yuan.

Li Juanhua and Liu Yuelai also recognized the person in front of them and hurriedly thanked him.

"Uncle Liu, please don't call me your benefactor. It's fate that we can meet again. Just call me Xiao Xu."

"Okay, okay, Xiao Xu, you can take these. You've helped me a lot, how can I have the nerve to charge you? Just take as many as you need."

Liu Zhushan quickly took out a few larger bamboo sieves and handed them to Xuyuan, and also took out a few bamboo mats.

"How can this be? Let's be clear, you take the money, otherwise I don't want it." How could Xu Yuan agree to this? The other person relies on this money to support his family, how could he have the nerve to take it for free.

While Liu Zhushan was arguing with Xu Yuan, he secretly gave a look to Liu Yuelai. Liu Yuelai was also smart. He was small and smart, so he secretly took a few bamboo sieves and put them on the cart where Xu Yuan had stored his things. He then took the things on the cart and gently covered them, then returned to his original place without making a sound.

"Xiao Xu, how about this, uncle will give you this price and take these away." Seeing that Liu Yuelai had returned to his original place, Liu Zhushan started to discuss with Xu Yuan.

"Okay." Xu Yuan was too lazy to argue anymore and agreed to Liu Zhushan.

"Uncle Liu, don't you sell straw sandals and hats here?"

"There will be, but the materials have not been found yet."

Xu Yuan nodded, asked Liu Zhushan about the time to buy the straw sandals, and then came back.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and people couldn't stand wearing cloth shoes. They were made of weeds, but they were not very practical and rotted after a while.

The rice seedlings in the village have just been planted, so how could there be rice straw stalks?

After saying goodbye to Liu Zhushan and others, he drove away.

Before leaving, Xu Yuan threw a large bag of oil paper into Liu Yuelai's arms, "Here, take it."

Liu Yuelai was very confused and took the thing handed to him unconsciously.

When he came to his senses, Xu Yuan had already walked away. "Thank you, Brother Xu," Liu Yuelai shouted loudly.

Li Juanhua and Liu Zhushan also reacted at this time and looked at the ox cart going away.