Monster [Quick Transmigration]

Yuxiu spent a few days planting the reclaimed land in the yard with vegetable and fruit seeds. Taking advantage of the uncle's business trip to the town last time, he bought some plants and saplings to fill the yard.

There are also shops selling home appliances such as TV sets and refrigerators in the town, but the price of each home appliance is not cheap, if Yuxiu wants to buy it, she may have to pay for her tuition and living expenses.

Still have to find a way to make money, preferably with a stable source of income.

During the two days of the third and fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Yuxiu took Jiang Enlin to the mountain twice more. Instead of picking herbs, he went straight to the precious medicinal materials.

With Gann present, he could find those medicinal materials without any difficulty.

However, despite his restraint, he still attracted the attention of several aunts in the village. Those aunts politely asked him several times, wanting to know where he dug up the medicinal materials.

Yuxiu didn't say anything.

He had no idea.

Every time it was Jiang Enlin who was looking for it in front, he just had to follow behind with a sickle.

Maybe because more and more people knew about this matter, even the village head had heard some news, so he took the time to tell Yuxiu not to go up the mountain too often.

The villagers have lived at the foot of the mountain for decades, relying on picking medicinal herbs up the mountain for a living. After decades of picking medicinal herbs, everyone has not encountered even a single precious medicinal herb. The good luck is all piled on Yuxiu. It's nothing, if time goes by and the number of times is too many, the villagers will inevitably have ideas.

As for how to find those medicinal materials, the village head didn't ask, and only asked Yuxiu to hide the place where the medicinal materials were dug, so that others would not find them easily.

The village chief naturally envied Yuxiu's good luck, but he was even more afraid that Yuxiu's good luck would attract a bunch of people who were not from his village.

The recent events had been enough to bother him.

After the village chief's persuasion, Yuxiu simply gave up the idea of ​​going to the mountains to dig for medicinal materials. Anyway, he has already made a lot of money by selling those medicinal materials.

If you don't go up the mountain, you won't even have the opportunity to make money collecting firewood and picking herbs.

But Yuxiu didn't really want to make money through these two methods, he was too tired and relied purely on his physical strength, but his physical fitness was poor, only a little better than his fragile state a few years ago.

After deliberation, Yuxiu quickly came up with a good solution.

He bought six laying hens from the village chief's house and fed them specially in the yard, and asked Weng Niang to help watch them—the salary was five boxes of leeks.

I don't know why Weng Niang loves to eat leeks so much, he can be bought by anything she makes casually, such as leek omelets, leek boxes, roasted leeks, etc.

When Yuxiu was making chive boxes in the kitchen, Weng Niang came in with a big basket of eggs.

A layer of thick cotton clothes was placed in the bamboo basket, and the colorful colors made the eggs white and shiny.

Usually the eggs laid by the hen are somewhat dirty, but the eggs laid by the two chickens were very clean, as if they had been washed.

Weng Niang put the bamboo basket in a corner of the kitchen, where there were already three bamboo baskets full of eggs.

"Those two chickens are too good at laying eggs. I'm exhausted picking eggs every day!" Weng Niang wiped the unnecessary sweat from her face, pinched her waist with her hands, and panted with an exaggerated expression, "There are so many eggs. You guys can't finish it at all, are you going to leave it like this forever? It won't be long before it breaks."

Yuxiu poured a layer of oil into the pan, then put the wrapped leek box into the pan, and fry it slowly over low heat.

A scent of flour mixed with oil hits the face immediately.

Yuxiu was not very interested in fried food, so she turned over the leek box without changing her expression, adjusted the heat in the stove, and then turned her head to look at Weng Niang.

I saw Weng Niang staring at the leek box in the pot without blinking her eyes like a starving ghost, she was so greedy that she almost shed tears.

Yuxiu said: "Those eggs won't be kept forever, I already have arrangements."

Hearing this, Weng Niang put away the hala from her lips and asked nervously, "What are your plans?"

"Should sell."

Weng Niang curled her lips: "The eggs of unknown origin, are you sure someone bought them?"

Yuxiu put one hand on the stove, and smiled at Weng Niang: "Then how do you deal with it?"

"I don't have any good solution..." Weng Niang pretended to scratch her head. This movement is probably learned from Fei Xiaohong, and the details of scratching her head are exactly the same as Fei Xiaohong.

Yuxiu didn't speak, and waited patiently for Weng Niang's next words.

Sure enough, the next moment, Weng Niang seemed embarrassed and said: "If you can't sell it, you will spoil it sooner or later if you leave it like this. Why don't I help you eat some."

Yuxiu said, "Okay."

Weng Niang didn't expect Yuxiu to agree to his request so easily, she was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized, she said ecstatically, "Are you serious?"

"When did I ever lie to you?" Yuxiu took a shovel and turned over the leek boxes in the pot one by one, and then said, "I will start school soon, and I can only come back every weekend. There are only you and Jiang Enlin at home. I have already told Jiang Enlin what to do, and the rest is up to you."

Weng Niang suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

But before Weng Niang had time to refuse, Yuxiu put a box of fried chives on the plate and handed the plate to Weng Niang.

Yuxiu smiled and said to Weng Niang: "Don't you want to eat hot pot? After you finish what I told you, let alone those eggs, I will cook hot pot for you anytime you want."

Weng Niang: "..."

After a while, Weng Niang took the plate containing the leek box very spinelessly.

The leek box was so delicious, Weng Niang ate eight of them in one go, and when he walked out of the kitchen, he was so happy that his steps were floating.

He ran into Fei Xiaohong who was holding a towel and a small basin head-on.

Fei Xiaohong was holding a basin of sewage, and his face was covered with sweat from labor. He grabbed Weng Niang and said, "Mr. Weng Niang, I cleaned your jar, do you want to go and have a look?"

The jar was really dirty, a lot of dirt had accumulated over the years, and it couldn't be cleaned at one time. Fei Xiaohong had to wipe and brush it with hot water for two or three hours every day.

Hard work paid off, until today, he finally washed the jar back to its original appearance.

Of course he was exhausted too.

Seeing Fei Xiaohong sweating profusely, Weng Niang suddenly felt guilty.

That night, Fei Xiaohong was frightened by the relationship between Yuxiu and Jiang Enlin, and couldn't find an outlet to vent his emotions.

He jumped out at that time, and pretended to be a confidant big brother to help Fei Xiaohong solve his problems, and by the way, tricked Fei Xiaohong to wash the jar for him.

In fact, he lived in that dirty jar for hundreds of years, and he didn't care how dirty the jar was. It was only after he moved to Yuxiu's house that Yuxiu took care of the house. Only his own dirty jar was out of place. Give birth to the idea of ​​washing.

But he was very lazy and didn't want to do it himself, so he fooled the innocent Fei Xiaohong.

After all, Fei Xiaohong only promised him verbally, and he didn't promise Fei Xiaohong any reward like Yuxiu promised him. Wash the jar carefully.

Whether it was during her lifetime or after her death, it was the first time Weng Niang met someone who cared so much about him.

Obviously he has become a ghost long ago, without breathing or heartbeat, but at this moment, he clearly felt his chest getting hotter and hotter.

"Thank you." Weng Niang's pale face became a little uncomfortable, and he whispered, "It doesn't need to be washed so clean."

Fei Xiaohong casually wiped off the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and said carelessly: "I promised you that I must help you clean the jar, and the jar will look good when it is cleaned, and it will be comfortable to live in." Well."

Weng Niang opened her mouth, she wanted to say a lot, but for some reason, she couldn't utter a single word.

The words of thanks are disgusting, and he is not very good at saying those words.

Fei Xiaohong asked Weng Niang to look at the jar first, and he cleaned the towel and basin and put them back where they were. When he came under the tree, Weng Niang had just come out of the jar and was sitting under the tree with her knees in her arms.

Hearing Fei Xiaohong sitting down next to her, Weng Niang turned her head and said, "To thank you for helping me wash the jar, I can grant you one wish."

The surprise came so suddenly, Fei Xiaohong didn't expect it, and blinked in confusion: "Huh?"

"Let's talk." Weng Niang straightened her back, raised her chin, looked at Fei Xiaohong from the corner of her eyes, and tried her best to put on a generous gesture, "What do you wish for?"

Fei Xiaohong rubbed his chin and thought for a while before saying, "I hope my parents can come back, they didn't come back during the Chinese New Year."

"..." Weng Niang's expression froze, then she shook her head unhappily and said, "Your parents are out of town, and I'm a local ghost, how can I manage things out of town?"

Fei Xiaohong was stunned and said, "Where do you ghosts still belong to ghosts?"

"Of course." In order to maintain her face, Weng Niang opened her eyes and said nonsense, "Can urban ghosts be the same as rural ghosts? Can ghosts in first-tier cities be the same as ghosts in small counties?"

"..."

Fei Xiaohong wanted to say that even ghosts are engaging in regional discrimination these days.

But on second thought, isn't Weng Niang the ghost of the small county town?Now they have become rural ghosts, and their status has declined step by step.

He swallowed back all he wanted to say, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then I hope my grandma's back injury will be better. She twisted her waist two days ago, and she still hurts now."

Weng Niang was completely silent, staring at Fei Xiaohong with eyes full of resentment.

Fei Xiaohong's scalp was numb from Weng Niang's stare, his chubby face turned pale all of a sudden, and he stammered, "What, what's wrong?"

Weng Niang said quietly: "Can't you say something about normal wishes?"

"Ah?" Fei Xiaohong didn't understand what kind of normality Weng Niang was talking about, "For example?"

A look of cruelty flashed across Weng Niang's beautiful phoenix eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "For example, who do you want to die?"

"..."

"For example, what kind of death do you want that person to have?"

"..."

"Missteps and drowning, falling down the hillside, being frightened to death, eating poison by mistake..." Weng Niang's tone was cold, and every word she uttered seemed cool, "or even more bizarre ways of dying, I can help you. arrive."

"..."

"How is it? Have you thought it through? Who do you want...Hey, what are you running? I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

Weng Niang watched Fei Xiaohong run away without a trace as if oiling the soles of his feet, his pale face turned livid with anger, he gritted his teeth and stared at the closed wooden door.

Fatty, run so fast.

Fortunately, he was so moved just now.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

pissed him off!

The fat man ran away! !

On the other hand, Yuxiu and Grandma Fei also discussed about selling eggs.

Grandma Fei is old, has lived in the village for decades, and knows a lot of people. In addition, she also has a lot of laying hens in the backyard of her house. It is perfect for her to help sell eggs.

The most important thing is that Grandma Fei seems to know that there are some things in Yuxiu's family that are beyond the cognition of ordinary people, but she has never asked Yuxiu about them.

Even where did Yuxiu get so many eggs, Grandma Fei didn't ask too much.