The next morning, Miao He cooked a pot of green onion spareribs and egg porridge for the two of them. Onion has various benefits such as sweating, expectorant, antipyretic, antibacterial, etc., and it can also help digestion. There are also eggs that Second Aunt Yang helped them pick up in the kitchen, neatly arranged in a basket. The materials are simple and easy to get.
Miao He blanched the spareribs that Aunt Yang gave yesterday, and then stewed them first. During the period, I went to the backyard to grow onions in the soil, and on the other end I scoured the rice left over at home and threw it directly into the soup to cook. I turned back and pulled out the green onions, cut all the green onions into thin filaments, and cut the white green onions into small pieces and put them in, then added four egg droplets and boiled them.
Miaohe, the part of the green onion, was deliberately cut finely, hoping that people could eat all the green onions. The food grown in Xi soil should help Yang Dalang recover from his injuries faster. And although this porridge was cooked indiscriminately, it smelled really good. Miao He and Yang Dalang also ate a lot of food without knowing it. Yesterday's exhaustion was almost relieved by this bowl of porridge.
After eating, Miao He started to sort out the things sent by the Liang family.
The Liang family's carriage came all the way, and many people saw it. If everyone knew that this was an apology for Yang Dalang's serious injury, or if they received good things, they would give some to relatives and friends according to the custom in the village. However, Second Aunt Yang and Shi Ruqing had also come to the town to visit the sick. Based on this, it was reasonable to choose some things.
Miao He then opened the boxes one by one. Yang Dalang was still left in the bedroom to rest.
After the inventory, there are very few fresh food in it, I am afraid that it will be damaged if it is not preserved on the road. There was only one basket of relatively rare fruits, which were actually lychees, mangosteens and passion fruits from the south. Miao He was overjoyed, the seeds in these fruits will be planted in the soil in the future, and you can eat as much as you want.
As for dry goods, there is a box of herbal supplements such as Angelica and star anise, and there is also a box of rare sea dry goods such as dried fish, seaweed and shrimp. In addition, there are various kinds of dried fruit cakes, plus walnut cakes and jujube cakes, etc. These are quite advanced snacks in the era when there was not much processing.
But what attracted Miao He the most was a bag of rice, a bag of white flour and a bucket of sesame oil. When they went to town that day, these items were among the things they spilled. For ordinary people, this part is really practical and careful. In addition, there is a new quilt, and several pieces of cloth, which are not expensive materials, but the newness alone is enough to like.
Also because of the large-scale items, this gift looks quite spectacular. In the end, Miao Heqi released the small wooden box in the innermost, and he opened it with some doubts. Then his face was slightly stern, and he took a small wooden box and entered the house to find Yang Dalang.
"Look," Miao He handed it to Yang Dalang, "it was sent by the Liang family."
Yang Dalang took it and opened it. Twenty taels of silver were neatly packed in the small wooden box. In terms of the lives of the Liang family mistress and the young master, it might be a little short, but there were three land deeds under the silver.
Yang Dalang sighed and recognized it. He can't write, but he can recognize common words.
"Where is the land? Will it be too valuable?" Miao He didn't quite understand the location of the land deed.
"One is the hill to the southwest of the village. The other two are fields outside the town."
"The top of the mountain!? You say, a whole mountain!?" Miao He stared at him.
"A small seat," Yang Dalang's eyes slipped with a smile.
Miao He opened his mouth, "I can still understand the field, sending us to the mountain... for hunting?"
Yang Dalang thought for a while, and roughly said what he had guessed in his heart.
It should be that there are very few people selling land in Miaojia Village, and the land is in their own hands. Even if the Liang family wanted to send their land for a while, they could only send it from far away, so they chose to go outside the town. But it is impossible to farm it by yourself, after all, the distance is long and you can only collect rent. After deducting taxes, the income can only be increased by a few taels a year.
Perhaps the Liang family added another hill next to Miao Village in order to make up for it. Mountains are different from fields, basically nobody buys them, and taxes are low. But if you want to spend money to buy it, you must sell it! So the Liang family simply bought the hill closest to Yang Dalang's family and sent it over.
"Rich people, it's really hard to understand." Miao He sighed, "Can it be collected? So much land."
"Accept. Not accepting people is not at ease." Yang Dalang said.
As soon as Miao He heard it, he thought to himself that it was too light to send, because he was afraid of being laughed at by the Liang family's two lives as worthless. And this heavy gift is sent out, and there is evidence, and in the future, I am not afraid of being reciprocated by others.
"Then when your injury is healed, you will go to the town to transfer the title deed." Miao He carefully put away the wooden box.
At this time, Yang Datong called the door outside the door. He faithfully brought the recliner.
The heavy wooden chair frame was carried into the yard, and Yang Datong asked where to put it. There was definitely not enough land in the house, Miao He was still thinking, but it was Yang Dalang who pointed to the backyard by the stove.
There is sunshine in the morning, but no sunshine in the afternoon, and you can see the stove and the backyard, which is where Miao He is most active. After Miao He paused for a while, he nodded without saying anything.
When Yang Datong nailed the wooden chair, it really looked like a reclining chair in his previous life. The inclination of the chair back is not so sloping, this is to make Yang Dalang get up easily. It is much more comfortable for people to rest on the top of the bed than yesterday.
Second Aunt Yang also deliberately dismantled an old padded jacket, and handcrafted matching chair cushions overnight last night, so that people would not be so nauseous when lying down. With such care, it is no wonder that Yang Dalang respects his second aunt so much.
And when everything was assembled and Yang Dalang sat firmly in the upholstered reclining chair, the crepe between his brows stretched a lot. Seeing this, Miao He was also happy, and jokingly said, "From now on, you will be promoted to master."
Touching the handle, Yang Dalang earnestly praised. "Very comfortable."
Yang Datong scratched his head and smiled slyly, "I tried it last night, and it was really good. In the future, I can just put it under the tree and be as comfortable as big brother."
Miao He's thoughts moved, and he said, "There are more comfortable chairs, but Dalang is injured now and it is not convenient to sit. Try changing the legs of the chair to this shape, that is, to be bowed. The back of the chair is connected like this, this The chair can still be shaken while sitting." Miao He sketched briefly on the floor.
Yang Datong hit a lot of furniture, and immediately saw the doorway, "Ah, how can this be? I haven't seen this kind of chair before, can it be turned over?"
"Maybe it depends on kung fu." Miao He pretended to be confused, "I've never seen it before. If you can really fight, it might be a new business."
Yang Datong's eyes lit up a little, "Yeah. My master must not know there is such a chair. He has never taught me. I will try it when I go back. If I can do it, I will definitely send one to my brother and sister-in-law!"
After saying a few more words, Yang Datong left happily. After the people left, he was greeted with a slightly inquiring look from Yang Dalang.
Miao He touched his nose and said first, "You just sit here, and if you want to see something later, take care of your injury first. Do you know?"
Yang Dalang paused and frowned, "What's the matter?"
"Just look at it."
After emphasizing, Miao He went to the kitchen and took out a small cloth bag with seeds. Walking to the edge of the soil, he quietly took a breath, picked the fastest growing cabbage seed, and planted it.
Yang Dalang stared at Miao He's movements suspiciously at first, but it can be seen that after Miao He planted the vegetable seeds, he did not move, and his eyes kept staring at the field beside his feet. So his eyes couldn't help but follow.
The next moment, in the earthwork where the seeds had just been planted, as if time were fast-forwarding, fine buds were pulled out from it!
And then the young leaves! The young leaves then seemed to be enchanted, growing, stretching, and unfolding at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In the blink of an eye, a watery cabbage grew out of the bare earth!
Even Yang Dalang changed color when he saw this, and sat up regardless of the pain. "This? This is... you... "
Miao He quickly shook his hand and said, "I didn't do it. This piece of land is so amazing! But it's only this piece of land. Whatever you plant, it will grow quickly. The other vegetables I grow are normal. Yes. Let me try it for you!"
After he finished speaking, he first pulled out a vegetable leaf from the Xi soil plant. Soon, another vegetable leaf grew back from the other side of the main plant. Miao He walked a few more steps to the vegetable field. After these few days, the cabbage in the field also grew in a good way. Miao He picked one of the vegetable leaves, and after a few minutes, no other leaves grew again.
"Look, it's just this place. You... ah! Don't get excited, take your time," Miao He said halfway, and hurried over to support Yang Dalang, who was struggling to get up.
Perhaps because of the injury, Yang Dalang's face turned pale in pain, and he finally didn't get up and sat down again. However, his hand tightly grasped Miao He. "Really?"
Miao He couldn't help but feel guilty, "That's it, that's all."
This is Miao He's plan. He decided to share the matter with Yang Dalang, but as long as he didn't bring the miracles to himself, who would have thought that the miracles in the ground had something to do with him? Miao He thought optimistically.
Yang Dalang flashed a faint pain, "Will you leave? Be honest and tell me."
"Leave? Why do you want to leave?" Miao He was a little confused.
Yang Dalang's grip tightened. "I don't ask you to be weird, I just ask you, will you leave?"
Miao He opened his mouth, a little stunned.
... So, he's still revealing? Why
"Miao He, will you!?" Yang Dalang was anxious.
Miao He shook his head intuitively, "No. Where am I going?"
"Don't go, keep staying!?"
After listening to Yang Dalang's questioning again, Miao He realized that this person was really anxious.
But after thinking about it all over again, Yang Dalang thought he was magical, and asked if he would leave. Do you think he was a fairy? Miao He was a little dumbfounded.
But thinking about it, the person in front of him was the most nervous from beginning to end, just whether he could walk by himself, but it seemed insignificant to Xi Rang, and he didn't ask for details. At that time, Miao He felt that Yang Dalang's ancient thought was very cute.
With a fever in his heart, Miao He couldn't help but reply, "I, I'm your brother. I'll keep it."
Yang Dalang stared at Miao He. "Okay! You should go."
Miao He nodded again and again, but still wanted to make amends.
"But I'm really not an immortal, don't think about it, otherwise how could you be hurt so badly? Even I was injured, didn't I? Also, when I start getting wrinkles, you'll know that I'm not, really, That field really has nothing to do with me! I just stumbled across, lo and behold, I'm standing this far, and it's not there yet…”
Speaking of this, I saw that there was a flash of light, and then the small piece of soil automatically changed back to Miao He's hands!
Yang Dalang pulled the man so close, so he could see it clearly.
Miao He: "… "
Yang Dalang: "..."
Seeing that Yang Dalang was about to change his face again, Miao He quickly hugged his head, "Anyway, if you don't drive me away, I won't leave!"
Then, it was Yang Dalang who responded to him and hugged him with his arms folded regardless of the pain.