The next day, the autumn was high and fresh, and the people in the two villages of Zhang Wang and Wang began to harvest the grain in the fields.
The adults tied up the grain in bundles in the front, and then transported it to the drying field. The little boy took a basket and carefully picked out the ears of rice or wheat that had been left behind.
The family members of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also acted in the past, which can be regarded as a model, but in fact, they can do it without them.
Everything seems to be the same as usual. The only difference is that this year's harvesting method has changed. In the past, each family harvested it by itself, and after the collection, it was paid to the Zhuangzi. This year, the two Zhuangzi provided food together. Start with a piece of land, collect all the grain, pile it up wherever you receive it, and make a mark.
The advantage of this is that everyone has a competition when they are working, and no one is sneaking or scamming. Everyone is watching how much they do. If you really want to be lazy, you will be embarrassed to open your mouth when eating.
At this time, Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao also watched. Pieces of rice and wheat were cut and transported away. Everyone was full of hope. Zhangjia Zhuangzi could pay one hundred less because of the rewards of those one hundred households. Give the money and food to the top.
It is said that it is a hundred households, but in fact it is a hundred people. Otherwise, everyone will become one household, and 10,000 people can get it. Wang Juan’s family will not have this treatment, and they will have to pay as much as they should.
"When I get the grain, give me some of your family's money. I have to pay a lot more." Wang Juan felt unfair when he thought of this. The 100 households of Zhangjiazhuang were better than those of Wangjiazhuang, because There is no need to hand in. The Zhang family heard that every year they collect a little less and keep a little more.
"Why? The two Zhuangzi didn't do the accounting together. I have an account. You have to give it. You can give it to us. You can't use my house." Zhang Xiaobao expressed his objection. This kind of thing should not be confused. Now, his money hasn't moved in his house, and he is in charge of it all by himself.
"Then I will take two hundred horses of silk from our warehouse and give it to the family." Wang Juan said angrily.
"Take it, how much does it cost for two hundred horses? One horse has two hundred wen, two hundred 40,000 wen, and forty taels. I gave it." Zhang Xiaobao looked indifferent.
"Stingy, what do you eat today, and still eat boy chicken?" Wang Juan said a few words, and he didn't want to get entangled in this kind of thing.
"No, there are better things today. Look at the field, what else is there besides food?"
"There are still people." Wang Juan replied.
"Except for people, look, you are still flying there, chasing and jumping, grasshoppers, eat this today, and let their children help catch them later, I will change it with soybean oil, go back and fry it with oil, and it’s delicious. Crisp again."
Zhang Xiaobao pointed to the grasshopper flying back and forth in the field, swallowed and said.
"Well, when the cut is finished, let them catch and let out the chicks. With so many chicks hatched out by cherries, there will be a lot of meat."
Wang Juan doesn’t reject this kind of thing. She didn’t eat less when she was training before. Let alone the cooked ones, the raw ones were still stuffed into her mouth. A stream of green water came out as soon as she bite, and she survived the nausea stage. Enough.
By the time of lunch, there are more people. It can be said that men, women and children are all in the battle. The lunch meal is relatively simple. You can add silk cakes with fried radish slices and egg cucumber soup, which is enough to drink.
In this way, I have been busy for three consecutive days before harvesting the grain from the two villages. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also ate the fried grasshoppers for three days, and a piece of chicken was released. They had not waited for the threshing. , There are not many grasshoppers left in the ground.
"Little son, thanks to the little chicken on Zhuangzi, otherwise this year I will let these grasshoppers eat a lot, don't look small, can't hold up a lot, while beating the millet, but also feeding the grasshoppers."
Xiao Hong also ate two meals and thought it tasted really good, and now she carried one into her mouth, still feeling emotional.
He does not mean that.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan looked at each other ingeniously, smiled at the same time, and Wang Juan spoke.
"Xiaohong, go call Guan Shi Zhang."
Xiao Hong didn't know what the two little ancestors were going to do, so she ran to the back and called Guan Shi Zhang, and she started to eat it again.
"Little son, little lady, you two are looking for me?" The manager was also puzzled.
"Well, Gejiazhuang is after the bridge over there? Is their food confiscated yet?" Wang Juan pointed in the direction over there.
"Yes, they are not like our family with little sons and little ladies. They arrange for people to harvest together. They are harvested separately, which is more than a day slower than us." Zhang Guanshi replied.
"Then leave it to you. If you drove the little chickens on our Zhuangzi to help, it is not easy for everyone. Letting the little chickens eat and help them eat some grasshoppers is also a good virtue. Let's not take any advantage. Help, go."
Zhang Xiaobao continued, and made a look of compassion. People who don't know really think how kind he is.
Guanshi Zhang certainly doesn't think so. Who are the little sons and the little ladies? I won’t do anything that’s not good. I understand when I hear this. The chickens on Zhuangzi have obviously grown well these past few days, and they all eat that grasshopper.
I didn’t hesitate at the moment, and I called a few people. First, I got two old hens to lead the team. A group of chicks rushed over there. Sure enough, when they got to the place, they would thank him and watch the chicks eat. The grasshoppers in their fields kept talking about Zhang Wang's family and Zhuangzi's righteousness.
I don’t worry about the chickens eating millet, but there are grasshoppers. Who eats food? It’s hard to catch with people. The chickens chase them as if they don’t know they’re tired. The two calves are hung up tightly and they are pulled while eating, and they are returned to the ground. fat.
Those who benefited the most were the farmers. The grasshoppers had eaten the grain, and their masters didn't care, they had to pay as much as they had to pay. They all came over to thank them while they were resting, and let Zhang Guan go through an addiction.
Waiting for the grasshoppers in Gezhuang to eat almost, and drove the chicken to other villages, even if the harvest is good, there will be grasshoppers when the grain is threshing, and there are also grasshoppers in the ground, and the chicken just ate half of it. Moon, one who only eats is called a fat one, his head is almost shrinking, and he walks there like a small ball.
When the little chickens were eating hard, Zhang Wang's family moved and gathered grain everywhere. It was the autumn harvest. This year's year is good, and the price of grain is low. The two villagers were divided into four groups. Nearly, buy with money, buy with silk, exchange for other things, the price can be slightly higher.
Because of the trust in the things Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan have made these few times, the two Zhuangzi have lost their money. In the end, even if they don’t make much money, they can’t lose it. This kind of trust also made Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan sigh with emotion. .
"Let's say, the grain is almost harvested. There are warehouses everywhere in Zhuangzi. What are you going to do with this grain?" Wang Juan has been thinking about this for a long time.
"Well, I said, some are going to be given away for free, and some are sold elsewhere and sold at high prices. It is estimated that there will be a little left in the end." Zhang Xiaobao finally said.
"Where to sell, where to deliver?"
"Taihang, Shandong and Henan, as well as chickens, will be sent to raise at that time, the eggs laid are sold for money on the spot, and a large amount of dried seafood is bought in Linhai, Shandong with the money from selling eggs, and the sea freight is returned, which is another sum. Money." Zhang Xiaobao squeezed out little by little.
"You will ask for it if you give it to others, and you will buy it at a high price? The chicken will be big next year. What did you eat in the past?" Wang Juan also asked Zhang Xiaobao one sentence after another.
"According to historical records, there was a drought in the third year of Kaiyuan in the Tang Dynasty and there was a locust plague. This year's harvest should be relatively the same as in the past, but it is already dry and there are more grasshoppers. It will be revealed next year.
I'm going to use the food to exchange for official awards and drive the chickens over to eat the locusts. Is this a merit? You have to sell food secretly, and you can't afford to give it away for nothing. "
Zhang Xiaobao finally said his plan, and Wang Juan nodded.
"It's a good calculation, no wonder you went crazy to make money, just to collect food, and in the end, to keep the reward of the hundred households for your family, admire it, but, Comrade Zhang Xiaobao, my Wang family is also busy with it. What good is it? ?"
"This, this... Listen to me, this needs to be operated, and then the benefits of your home are indispensable. You and I will go there. I will teach you how to do it. Of course, this is not a lie. Just do good things. There must be a reward.
How do you say that is to do good deeds without asking for rewards. In that case, there will be fewer people doing good deeds. If someone really wants to reciprocate, then others will say him. Therefore, we have to leave a note for others. road. "
Zhang Xiaobao spoke vigorously, Wang Juan curled his lips, "It's not the story of Confucius, and I don't know if there is such a thing. I just want to make excuses for myself. I believe you once."
"Well, don't tell anyone else, especially my dad, knowing that I sell food at a high price, I might not let me donate the food, I don't want to lose money." Zhang Xiaobao looked around like a thief. , Even if he and Wang Juan use lips.
"Looking at what scared you, it's really a guilty conscience. I know it's wrong to do this? But I still support you. Why give up our family's things for nothing? It's all in exchange for labor." Wang Juan smiled and leaned on. On Zhang Xiaobao, what Zhang Xiaobao did just now was really interesting.
The two of them discussed the matter and settled the matter. Song Jinggong was called in to arrange other things, selling soybean oil.
"Little son, how to sell soybean oil, I'm afraid others won't buy it." Song Jinggong was a little confused when he heard this, especially not to let him deceive.
"Of course no one buys it directly. Go to Sanshui County and set up a stall to reconcile the noodles. Then they will deep-fry them and sell them to others. After others have eaten them, of course they will taste different. They ask you, or You ask someone deliberately, do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaobao gave some guidance, and Song Jinggong understood immediately, "I know, I will say it's good oil then."