The Daily Life of the Husband and Wife Selling Dog Food Through Time Traveling

Han Zhiyuan stayed in the yard to clean up the debris, while Jiang Ning went to the market with the money.

It was noon at this time, and the market was very lively, pedestrians crowded shoulder to shoulder, and small merchants hawked loudly. Jiang Ning first went around and roughly figured out the classification and location of the shops, and finally found a shop specializing in mud tiles. The construction workshop told the owner of the workshop about the general situation of the house, and the owner sent several craftsmen to follow him.

When they reached the gate of the house, an old craftsman surnamed Wang said in amazement: "Isn't this old man Xu's house?"

Jiang Ning was puzzled: "Yes, what's the problem?"

The craftsman surnamed Wang hesitated for a while, and another young craftsman surnamed Zhang looked around, and said in a low voice to Jiang Ning: "You probably came from other places, I don't know, this house was haunted by ghosts a few years ago, and no one was there. Living."

Well, it turns out that this is the truth about the abandoned house. Jiang Ning was speechless. He thought for a while, then smiled and replied: "What's the matter with haunting? My elder brother and I are two big men with strong yang energy. Could it be Are you still afraid of this?"

Seeing that the craftsmen didn't care about him, they stopped advising him. A group of people entered the yard and took a general look at the places that needed repairing. The stove also collapsed in one place, and the tiles on the roof also had to be repaired. In the end, it was calculated together. The craftsmen gave a price, which was about 240 renminbi.

Han Zhiyuan thought for a while, but Jiang Ning said to himself: "You just fix the courtyard walls, window lattices and stove, and we will do the rest by ourselves."

The craftsmen didn't talk too much, and started working with a yell. Jiang Ning went to the market to buy the tools and raw materials for painting the wall. He and Han Zhiyuan were tinkering in the yard. The old craftsman surnamed Wang laughed when he saw it, and couldn't help it. He pointed out: "There is less water, put more, or the wall will crack before it dries completely."

Jiang Ning listened and thanked with a smile. After the mortar was mixed, Han Zhiyuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the wooden bucket, and volunteered, "I'll do the painting."

Jiang Ning was a little skeptical: "You know how to use this?"

Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently: "I painted my room by hand."

Well, let’s not complain about Boss Han’s unusual hobbies. Jiang Ning saw him enter the house carrying mortar, and went to the backyard by himself. There was a big locust tree growing in the backyard, and now the leaves are sparse. The branches are bare, as if their heads have been shaved, quite desolate.

There was a big gap in the courtyard wall of the backyard. Looking through the gap, you can see the gurgling river outside. There is a well under the courtyard wall. Fortunately, the well water has not dried up. Jiang Ning sighed regretfully. I knew this , the monthly rent should be a little less.

The backyard was empty, except for the fallen leaves all over the ground. Jiang Ning quickly cleaned it up, piled the leaves under the tree, and said silently: "Turn into spring mud to protect flowers. Natural fertilizers are necessary in the 21st century." It was bought with money, Brother Huaishu, take it easy."

While Jiang Ning was talking to himself, there was a sudden clattering sound in the room, as if something had fallen down one after another, followed by a craftsman's voice, a little nervously said: "I'm really sorry, eyes Are you okay?"

Jiang Ning's heart tightened, and he quickly dropped the broom and pushed the door in. He saw mortar dripping all over the floor. Han Zhiyuan covered one eye and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. Jiang Ning frowned and pulled his hand away. Look, the eyes are closed tightly, and the eyelashes are fluttering with pain.

The craftsman at the side said very apologetically, "I accidentally bumped into him just now, I'm really sorry."

Jiang Ning was silent, took a cloth towel from the luggage and wet it, wiped Han Zhiyuan's eyes, and whispered: "Can you open it?"

Han Zhiyuan frowned, and slowly opened his eyes. The red one looked like a rabbit, and he looked very pitiful. He blinked and said calmly, "It's okay, it's just a little dust, it doesn't hurt too much."

Jiang Ning picked up the wooden barrel that fell on the ground and said, "Let me do it."

Han Zhiyuan firmly disagreed, the two argued for a while, Han Zhiyuan stepped back and said, "Then I will help you."

Jiang Ning: "..." Just carrying a mortar bucket, how can you have such fun?

So the two of them each had a brush, and after half an afternoon of brushing, they finally finished painting the walls, and cleaned up all the sundries in the house. There were four rooms in total. After cleaning, all usable ones were left , it can only be thrown away.

In the end, the two had an argument over a bed with a broken leg. Jiang Ning said: "This bed only has a broken leg. Xiuxiu can still use it. I don't think it's necessary to throw it away. If you buy it again, don't you need to spend money?" ?”

Han Zhiyuan disagreed, and leaned against the wall with his arms folded, arguing: "This bed is so broken, I can't sleep at all, it takes up too much space in the room."

Jiang Ning simply said: "No, otherwise you will sleep in the one next door, and I will sleep in this one."

Han Zhiyuan couldn't agree anymore, and Jiang Ning said that if I won't let me sleep, then you sleep, Han Zhiyuan continued to firmly object, the two quarreled for a long time, Jiang Ning insisted on not giving in, Han Zhiyuan saw that he couldn't quarrel with him, and suddenly Quick and wise, he flew up and kicked the foot of the bed, only to hear a few creaks, the big wooden bed fell down, and resolutely ended the smoky battle with his broken body.

Jiang Ning watched the tragedy unfold, and there was no rush to save him: "..."

So in the end, Han Zhiyuan won a complete victory. After tidying up, the two of them looked at it, and it turned out that this was the feeling of the empty house, and it was estimated that even thieves didn't want to patronize it.

When the weeds in the yard were cleaned up, the craftsmen also finished the repair work. After telling Jiang Ning some precautions, Jiang Ning paid them a total of 110 Wen, which was the result of a bargain.

Sending off the craftsmen, seeing it was getting dark, Jiang Ning suddenly found a serious problem when he entered the house, the hole in the roof hadn't been plugged...

So that night, the two of them lay on the bed and watched the stars for another night. Mr. Han said that it was very romantic. Today's kick was not sensible, but the wind was a bit strong and the floor was too cold...

Early the next morning, Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan went to the market, bought a lot of tiles, and bought some daily necessities by the way. If they want to go to the house to repair the roof, they need a ladder. Jiang Ning thought of Xu Weng again.

The two went to Xu Weng's house to borrow a ladder, and passed a large fertile field, which was full of sorghum. The clusters of sorghum had red ears, tall stems, very lush, swaying in the morning wind, and the edges of the green leaves turned yellow. The air is full of the unique fragrance of plants, and people walking on the path in the middle are almost drowned.

After walking for more than half an hour, they finally walked out of the sorghum field. A small village appeared in front of the two of them. Xu Weng was sitting by the millstone basking in the sun. Wrinkle smiled: "It's so early?"

He pointed to the ladder under the eaves, and said, "Move it yourself, and send it over when you're done using it."

The two thanked them, and carried the ladder away. When they returned to the house, the sun was already high, and they put down the ladder. Only then did Jiang Ning realize that there were a lot of sorghum ears hanging on the ladder. Pull it off, and said to Han Zhiyuan: "Clean up the broken tiles on the roof first, and then put new ones in."

Both of them are newbies in this kind of matter. After working for a long time, they almost collapsed the roof, and finally finished the repair. Jiang Ning sat on the threshold and sighed. Finally, the house can be considered decent. live.

Han Zhiyuan sat on the steps, playing with the sorghum tassels, and suddenly asked, "Is sorghum so light? Isn't it as heavy as rice?"

Jiang Ning looked at it, took a few and said: "Speaking of which, our family has grown this before, but not many people like to eat it. In ancient times, sorghum should be regarded as a staple food."

He weighed the sorghum tassels and muttered, "It's really strange, why is it so light? What's left after peeling off the shells?" As he spoke, he began to peel a little more, only to find that the inside was empty and shriveled.

Han Zhiyuan also spread his hands to show him, saying: "It should be eaten by bugs."

There were a few broken stems in his palm, all of which were eaten away by worms. Jiang Ning immediately picked up other sorghum tassels on the ground and peeled them off. Leave the outer shiny stems and shells.

Jiang Ning was thoughtful, and slowly said: "Just now we have walked several miles of sorghum, there is no reason why all of them are like this. Unless..."

He and Han Zhiyuan looked at each other, unless all the sorghum fields had been swept away by this kind of insects. Thinking of this, the two immediately went to the sorghum field to check again, touching the sorghum ears carefully every few steps, and found that All of them are shriveled and have little weight. It can be seen that the fruits inside have indeed been eaten up by insects. In the end, because the two stayed for too long, the passing farmers almost thought they were stealing sorghum...

Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan immediately realized that this was an opportunity. They went back to the house to discuss for a while, and decided to go to the market after lunch to investigate the market situation.

After hastily settled their lunch, they went out together. When they arrived at the market, they asked various grain shops about the price, and finally found that the price of sorghum was ridiculously low. It's even three pennies a liter.

Jiang Ning casually asked why the price was so low. Almost all the grain stores believed that the harvest of sorghum this year was very good, and new sorghum would be on the market in a few days. Who would want to buy old sorghum?They all wished to sell all the sorghum in stock before that, and even a shopkeeper said that if someone is willing to buy in large quantities, the price can still be negotiated.

The two immediately came up with an idea. Jiang Ning went to the carpenter's workshop and asked the craftsmen to build several large barns. After haggling for a long time, they only spent 280 Wen. Silver is not worth 410 Wen, and this capital is obviously not enough to hoard a large amount of food.

Jiang Ning started worrying, a penny can't beat a hero.