Buddhist supplier daily [farming]

Pei Kun's high school entrance examination results came out. He scored 100 in mathematics and 98 in English, and 94 in Chinese. This is a very good result, and he can enter all junior high schools in the city and town.

Pei Yu, who was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, naturally cared about his younger brother's studies. He had great confidence in Pei Kun. Long before the grades came out, he had already selected a gift in the [Plane Market] and planned to give it to his younger brother.

"Congratulations Xiaokun, you must study hard in the future." Pei Yu sent the robot model he bought to his younger brother, but did not send schoolbags or stationery. Everyone will be interested, and sending some toys will not make Xiao Kun's life only study.

Sure enough, when Pei Kun saw the model box, he was pleasantly surprised: "Wow! It's a model of Gunpla?!" He heard from his classmates at school that sometimes some people would even bring it to school to play with. He has seen it several times. .

Pei Yu didn't quite understand these things. Seeing his younger brother happy, he smiled and rubbed his head: "Stop arrogance and impetuosity, combine work with rest."

"Okay, I understand, thank you brother!" Pei Kun happily said while holding the model, and excitedly hugged it aside to assemble it.

After the results came out, Song Yingli and Pei Yu listened to Pei Kun's own wishes and allowed him to enroll in the junior high school that Pei Yu had attended.Pei Kun's good friend Wu Qian also followed him and applied to the same school.

The younger brother successfully entered school, and it was less than a year before Pei Yu himself took the college entrance examination.Apart from going to Cheng Zexian's house next door for dinner, Pei Yu can stay at the desk almost all day, because he not only has to complete the test papers given by the teacher, but also has to keep brushing the set of questions for the biology competition to keep his hand feeling.

However, he didn't lose weight quickly because of this. Cheng Zexian took care of him more than Ms. Song.Knowing that Pei Yu didn't move around very much, he was afraid that he wouldn't say anything when he was hungry. Cheng Zexian would boil sweet syrup every morning, mung bean soup, red bean paste, eight-treasure porridge, and milk fungus. Pei Kun was very happy, looking forward to Brother Cheng's arrival all day long.They must have two meat dishes for lunch, chicken legs, fish, prawns, and pork belly. Pei Yu ate so well that he still gained some meat.

Cheng Zexian came to bring him food again, this time he made dumplings himself, gave a plate to Pei Kun downstairs, and went upstairs to give Pei Yu another plate of hot dumplings.

"Eat some dumplings, you will be energetic when you are full."

Pei Yu had already smelled the aroma of dumplings, and the glutton was aroused all of a sudden, and he responded with an "hey": "I want to eat!"

"It smells so good, did you make it yourself again?" Although Pei Yu was hungry, he was still a little worried that it would be a waste of time to make oranges, "Does it take a lot of time to make these dumplings? Or , I will do it with you next time."

"No." Cheng Zexian handed him the chopsticks to signal him to eat, Pei Yu took it over and thanked him, picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, listening to Cheng Zexian continue to say, "It's just a matter of chopping the stuffing and rolling the dough Grandma made the dumpling wrappers." He made the dumpling filling with carrots, shiitake mushrooms, and minced pork. The advantage of making dumplings with homemade dumpling wrappers is that the dumplings are smooth and tender, with thin skins and thick fillings.

He made it and frozen it in the refrigerator, and when he wanted to eat it, he took it out and thawed it, steamed it directly, or served it with dumpling noodles.

"Delicious!" Pei Yu ate to his satisfaction. The dumplings made by Chengzi were full of fillings. When he bit them lightly, the fragrant meat fillings fell into his mouth. The dumpling skin was stained with gravy, which was also very fragrant.

Pei Yu ate two by himself, pursed his mouth, saw Cheng Zexian watching him eat, paused, then stretched out his chopsticks and brought a dumpling to his mouth: "You eat too." Cheng Zexian steamed the dumpling, Before I had time to take a bite, I sent it to the two brothers first.

After both of them were full, Pei Yu rubbed his belly and let out a long sigh of relief. Cheng Zexian glanced at the textbooks and test sets piled up on his desk. What was unfolding in front of him was filled with black words, covered in red. Draw circles on the test paper with a pen, and said: "It's been a long time since I wrote it. Shall we go to the farm for a break together?"

Pei Yu thought for a while, his eyes were a little sore, and he immediately responded to Cheng Zexian.The two returned to the next door with the finished plate, and walked into the farm together.

This time, there was only clear moonlight in the farm, and there were no seas of yellow and green fireflies. The more than 100 mu of rice fields are already covered with clusters of golden millet. Pei Yu has seen it a few days ago, and the rice can be harvested in the next few days.

The output this time is definitely explosive.The rice seeds that Pei Yu purchased in the [Dimension Market] are the best hybrid rice seeds, and the soil and water quality of the farm are also miraculous. Come down, let alone a hundred tons of rice.

Because there are a lot of rice planted, the rice smell is very strong. The two of them flew over on the aircraft, and the tip of their noses was full of natural and comfortable fragrance.The two of them didn't talk much, they just floated slowly, enjoying a moment of leisure and tranquility.

Suddenly, a rapid wind chime sounded.

This time the bell sounded very strange, loud and urgent, as if urging Pei Yu to enter the shop quickly, even Cheng Zexian could vaguely feel the sound of the wind chime.

"It seems that some customers have come to the shop, let's go in and have a look." Pei Yu said to him.

"Okay." Cheng Zexian took his hand, and the next moment the two of them appeared together in the plane shop.

At this time, there was a person outside the window of the trading desk who was pacing restlessly back and forth, looking bleak, Pei Yu walked over, looked out, the person also turned around suddenly, saw the shop all of a sudden, and walked over at a faster pace .

"Small store!"

"...Master Song?"

Hearing the voice, Pei Yu looked at the person in surprise. This, is this Mr. Song Qin and Song?

Mr. Song, who was originally fair-faced, bearded and slightly fat, has lost a lot of weight this time, and his usually cheerful face is also full of sorrow. Could it be that something difficult happened to him?

Cheng Zexian was also a little surprised, thinking that he had lost so much weight in an instant, Mr. Song must have encountered a major disaster.Naturally, he was a little worried, he just hoped that there would be no messy things affecting Pei Yu.

"Master Song, what's wrong with you?" Pei Yu asked hastily.

"Small shopkeeper, it's hard to see you again. It's a long story. There was a drought in our place, and there was no rain for more than two months. Not only did the sweet potato seedlings dry up, but most of the people's food in the world also died... Seeing that the autumn harvest is about to come, alas..." Song Qin was so worried that his hair was going to be gray, this drought was once in a hundred years, and they were hit by it.

Pei Yu understood that if Mr. Song and the others did not have good weather, it would be impossible for the country to thrive and the people to live in peace. If the grain harvest was poor, even opening a warehouse for food relief would only be a drop in the bucket, and it would be impossible to provide timely remedies to all places. A large number of refugees will be displaced. Pei Yu can't help worrying when he thinks of the things he has seen in books about selling children and changing children for food.

"The imperial court doesn't have much food, so I don't know how long it can last..." Song Qin said, officials and merchants inside and outside the imperial court are all doing their best to donate rice and food. He looked at Pei Yu with deep seriousness in his eyes and expectations.

"Small shopkeeper, do you still sell food here?"