Shen San really did not deceive people. There are salt mines on this mountain. Although they are not full of them, Xianger knows that the places where everyone usually digs stone nests are all over the ground, so I don’t need to dig with a shovel. A good stone can smash a big piece.
The two masters and servants picked up a piece of ten-jin-sized bittern and walked home, but ran into Zhao Yi on the way.
"Uncle, you are..." Zhao Yi looked at the stone in their arms for a while, but soon he suddenly said: "Xiang'er can't even eat salt now? I actually want you and my uncle to dig a stone nest. child?"
Xianger hadn't waited to see Zhao Yi in the first place. Hearing this question, he said with a sullen face: "What's up with you? Uncle, let's leave him alone."
After talking about holding Wu Zheng's clothes corner to leave, Zhao Yi stopped him and said, "What's wrong with Xianger girl today? She is so angry! Uncle, if you are short of salt, just go to my place and get it. How come you go up the mountain to dig a stone nest like other people! According to the words of your scholars, isn't that insulting to be gentle?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "You have a lot of salt in your house? You can't finish eating too much?"
"Of course." Zhao Yi said proudly.
"Then since you can't finish eating, why don't you give it to the brothers in the village? Just now I saw Shen San and they were still licking the stone nests. As the third master of the village, you see this scene, your conscience. Won't it hurt?"
"Uh..." Zhao Yi didn't seem to expect Wu Zheng to say this, but immediately said with a face as usual: "Uncle, you don't know anything about it. Although I can't finish my salt, if I divide it up, If there are too many people going out, there is not enough food!"
"I think you just can't bear it."
"you… "
Zhao Yi was pricked by Wu Zheng's words, and the pain was inevitably a little bit angry, but after he glared at Wu Zheng, he still pressed the fire and said: "Since you are so loyal, uncle, why don't you ask the master to take out the salt at home Divide into the middle brothers?"
Wu Zheng pointed to the brine in his arms and smiled: "What do you think this is?"
"Shiwozi? Bah! This is a stone nest. If you say that the big boss sees that the brothers don’t have salt to eat and give everyone a stone nest, then don’t forget it! Because this is full of mountains, you don’t need you. False compassion here."
"Shiwozi?" Wu Zheng picked up the brine and took a look: "But how do I think this is a piece of refined salt!"
"Salt?" Zhao Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes at Wu Zheng.
At this moment, Seinfeld's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them: "What happened to Xiang Gong?"
Song Feier seemed to be very worried that Wu Zheng would suffer a loss in Zhao Yi's hands, and came to Wu Zheng's side in three or two steps, and looked at Zhao Yi vigilantly.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "It's okay Feier, I'm discussing with the third master how to solve the problem of salt shortage in our village!"
Zhao Yi smiled and said, "Yeah! Our great master is really capable. He actually picked up a piece of refined salt as soon as he went out today. Let's take a look! Our Shenmuzhai will not be short of salt in the future."
Seinfeld glanced at the brine in Wu Zheng's hands. It was clear that what kind of refined salt was a stone nest. Forgetting his mate's brain was not good enough, it was not surprising that Shiwozi was mistaken for refined salt.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Three masters, don't really laugh. I said this is refined salt. It is refined salt. From then on, we in Shenmuzhai will not be short of salt anymore, and everyone can rely on it to make a fortune together."
Zhao Yi laughed and said, "Really? Can we still make a fortune with this stone nest in Shenmuzhai?"
"Why don't you believe it?"
"If I believe you, wouldn't I be a second fool?"
When Song Feier heard this, her heart became unhappy. She was afraid of Zhao Yi now, but she didn't want the other party to say in front of her that she was a second fool and swallowed her anger.
So he said angrily: "What did you say Zhao Yi? Who is the second fool?"
When Wu Zheng saw that Seinfeld was about to do something, he hurriedly stopped her and said, "What is so angry about Feier! Now it is still uncertain who is the second fool! But soon we will find out. How about the third master, let's make a bet how is it?"
"Bet? Okay! How to bet?"
Wu Zheng pointed to the Shiwozi in his hand and said, "If I made it into refined salt, how about you run three laps around our village with bare butts?"
"Then what if you can't make it?"
"If I can't make it, I will run three laps naked." #br... (End of this chapter)