On the way, Nuan Nuan was sitting on a cart, and Wen Jiarui was pushing the cart, and then he asked about selling songs: "Sister Nuan, have you sold your songs
He didn't ask how much money he sold, but whether it was sold. He didn't think that warm songs could be sold at all.
"Sold, sold for five hundred and fifty taels." There was no one on the road, so Nuan Nuan said it.
Wen Jiarui didn't expect to be able to sell it: "Five hundred and fifty coins is a lot, comparable to several barrels of snails... No, Sister Nuan, what did you say five just now?"
Wen Jiarui pushed the cart and stopped halfway.
"Five hundred and fifty taels. I think it's cheap. I can sell it for six hundred taels!"
The cart almost ran down the fields on both sides!
Wen Nuan was so scared that he quickly held on.
... ... .
Next, Wen Nuan felt that the cart was a little floaty along the way. She held on to the fender of the cart tightly, really worried that Wen Jiarui would accidentally push the cart into the river.
We got off the official road without any danger. There were farmlands on both sides of the village road.
Many villagers are harvesting in full swing in the fields.
Wen Yongfu had just finished cutting a handful of rice and was stretching when he happened to see Wen Jiarui passing by pushing a cart. He couldn't help but raise his voice and asked: "Jiarui, you sold out so quickly, didn't you make a lot of money?"
I saw their family touching snails two days ago. I thought they were so poor that they were so desperate that they even ate snails! He also laughed secretly behind his back.
I didn't expect that they were selling fried snails, and they were quite easy to sell. They sold them in three carts that day, and sold a total of more than a dozen barrels of snails. How much money would they make
He was a little jealous.
It's a pity that the snails made by his wife are so unpalatable!
After hearing this, many villagers stopped what they were doing and looked over, asking Wen Jiarui whether it was a good sale and whether he made much money.
"I just want to earn some hard-earned money. As you know, my family doesn't even have a house. It's almost winter. If I don't think of ways to get some money to build a house, it won't work!"
After hearing this, everyone said that the house would definitely be built, and when the time came to build the house, they would be called upon to help.
Wen Jiarui responded with a smile.
After they walked away, someone said:
"It's so naive to want to build a house after selling snails for a few days. This house is not that easy to build. Besides, who would buy these snails when the farming season is busy."
"Yes! The money earned from selling snails is enough to buy medicine for his plague god!"
"As long as the god of plague in his family does not die, Wen Jiarui will never be able to build a house in his life. Once the god of plague gets sick, no matter how much money he has, all the money will be wasted! I don't know what he thinks. The family treats a loss as a treasure. ! If he had been thrown into the background a long time ago, how good his family’s life would be now!”
"No, think about how rich the Wang family's dowry was back then. At that time, they were the first in the village to get one, and who wouldn't be envious of it? Now, they are the poorest in the village!"
"I guess this family may not be able to survive this winter..."
Everyone was discussing each other word by word.
Wen Yongfu thought it was true when he heard it. How could he be jealous of the poorest person in the village who had settled down and earned a few pennies
If this kind of person is let go, he won't be able to fly far!
They didn't know what the villagers said, and they didn't care if they knew. They didn't have time to care. It was best to seize the time and live their own lives.
So as soon as the two returned home, Wen Jiarui hurriedly went to help Wu touch snails.
They can no longer sell it in the town, but they told Boss Tang that they will continue to sell fried snails in several villages during the busy days of farming.
Selling it in the village would not affect his restaurant's business, so Boss Tang agreed without saying a word.
Wen Jiarui still walked a little unsteadily, and even bumped his head against the courtyard door when he went out.
Wen Nuan laughed, then shook his head, rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.
Not far away, Nalan Jinnian, Feng Nianchen and a wolf and an eagle were slowly walking over. They happened to see Wen Jiarui bumping his head against the courtyard door, and then quickly ran away.
Feng Nianchen: "Who is that fool? Why is he so stupid?"
Nalan Jinnian said nothing, but was a little surprised by Wen Jiarui's excitement. What good thing happened to him
Nalan Jinnian brought Feng Nianchen to Wen Nuan's home.
Nuan Nuan saw Nalan Jinnian and Feng Nianchen coming, and felt a little headache: "Why are you here?"
Is this guy addicted
"Eat." Nalan Jinnian casually pulled out a bamboo stool and sat down, as familiar as if he had returned to his own home.
Feng Nianchen placed a medicine box on the bamboo table: "Little girl, I'm here to get some of the various pills I've developed, some to strengthen the body, some to cure all diseases, and some to detoxify. There are beauty and beauty products, in short, they have everything. Each bottle has instructions and prescriptions for you. You can see if there is any improvement."
He gave her a copy of all the treasures he had painstakingly researched over the years.
Nuan Nuan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and her clear eyes were filled with a hint of interest, and the impatience just now disappeared.
This gift suits her very well.
Medical skills are endless, and Wen Nuan is very interested in medical skills. She also wants to know what pills Feng Nianchen has developed, so they can discuss it, so she thanks her with a smile.
Nalan Jinnian glanced at Nuan Nuan's happy face and thought that she was not so happy when she received his gift. He suddenly felt that Butler Yuan was not good! Was it not prepared carefully enough
Feng Nianchen looked around: "Little girl, is this your home?"
This bamboo house is exposed to wind on sunny days and rain on rainy days. How can people live in it
Nuan Nuan nodded: "Yes!"
Feng Nianchen was silent. He felt that one hundred taels of silver a month was too little. The little girl's family was so poor that she didn't even have a house.
He took out a five-hundred-tael silver note from his arms: "Little girl, I'm here to join you too. This is the food fee!"
Nuan Nuan looked at the five hundred taels of silver notes but did not accept it: "There is no need for so much. Brother Seventeen has given enough."
What she cooks is not delicacies from mountains and seas!
"What he gave is his. It's not just food expenses, but also apprenticeship fees! I think such a small amount of money is not enough!"
Five hundred taels is a small amount, but he only has so much with him now.
I remember when he took that bad old man as his disciple and gave him a generous gift of tens of thousands of taels of silver.
That bad old man didn't care about him, how could the little girl explain it in such detail? If he hadn't been extremely talented and intelligent, how could he have become a little miracle doctor!
Nalan Jinnian said calmly: "Take it, he is not short of money."
The name of Fengxiao Miracle Doctor is not just for boasting. Many people are willing to spend thousands of dollars to seek treatment from him. Whether he can treat them depends on their mood.
And this is indeed what she deserves, there is no reason to teach him a lesson in vain.
Feng Nianchen nodded and put the banknote into the medicine box: "Yes, little girl, please accept it, otherwise I will be embarrassed to learn acupuncture from you. And this money also includes my meal expenses! I If you eat too much, I’m afraid you’ll still lose money!”
How could he let his little master continue to live in the bamboo house!
Nuan Nuan pinched his eyebrows and said nothing more.
"You guys sit down and I'll cook."
Nuan Nuan made them a pot of tea and then went to work.
Feng Nianchen did not sit down, but looked around the Nuan family's house, and even took Nalan Jinnian out to look at the nearby terrain.
Feng Nianchen: "The Feng Shui here is very good. Buy all this land, including the lake. Then build a yard here, an embroidery building on the lake, and build..."
Feng Nianchen planned everything one by one.
Nalan Jinnian has an outstanding figure, as tall and straight as a pine, with natural nobility. He is dressed in silver-gray brocade clothes and jade robes. Standing in the countryside, he looks like an emperor patrolling the territory.
Occasionally, the villagers passing by looked sideways, but did not dare to get close. They even left in a hurry after just one glance, fearing to offend the nobleman.
"It's a good idea." He looked away and walked back.
Feng Nianchen perked up when he heard this: "You think it's good too, then it's settled! I'll buy the land from that boy named Ouyang tomorrow!"
How could his little master not even have a mansion!
It just so happened that the master gardener Fu Jingyuan didn't want to help his old mother cure her illness
Just let him design it, and he won't charge the medical expenses.
As soon as Nuan Nuan finished cooking, the family members came back one after another.
Feng Nianchen saluted the elders very politely and introduced himself to those younger than him. Feng Nianchen was more talkative than Nalan Jinnian, and Wang was amused by him.
Everyone had a very good impression of the funny Feng Nianchen and asked him to come and sit at home more often.
Feng Nianchen looked at the crystal elbows on the table, boiled fish, abalone chicken, scrambled eggs with chives, tender bamboo shoots, fish head and snails in a pot, jasper spinach, cucumbers, roasted pumpkins, etc., all exuding attractive aromas. He worked hard He swallowed and said seriously: "I will definitely come as a guest often!"
Everyone was amused by him again.
Mrs. Wang thought to herself, who said that most children from rich families are playboys? Aren’t these two pretty good
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