On the way home, Xiang Guoyuan was upset, as if he had been yelled at the dog, and it was not a taste in every way, especially Zhang Daman's direct threat, saying that if he didn't follow his coming, he would burn his house to ashes with a fire......

Diao Min, poor mountains and bad waters, out of Diao Min, but why is Zhang Daman such a Diao Min?

"Boss ......" The three tendon meat men who followed behind Xiang Guoyuan, one of whom was one meter eight tall, broke the silence and called Xiang Guoyuan a little embarrassed.

Xiang Guoyuan is not a boss, but this time, in order to show Li Fengxian his skills, Xiang Guoyuan went to the county seat and invited these three practitioners.

originally wanted to beat Zhang Daman and end the new and old hatreds together, but he never dreamed that he still underestimated Zhang Daman.

These three tendon meat men are indeed Lian Jiazi, and they are also very strong, so they need to pay Guoyuan, and the three tendon meat men call him "boss".

"Ban Bang you...... Mom!" Xiang Guoyuan was so angry that his face turned pig's liver, and he pointed angrily at the three tendon meat men, "You guys...... You waste, I trust you so much, I think you have a little ability, but I never thought that you ...... You are also fancy, unreliable, unreliable!"

The tall tendon and meat man swallowed his anger, and when Xiang Guoyuan finished scolding, he said in a deep voice: "This is called Zhang Daman, but he is really not an ordinary peasant, he has practiced, in my opinion, I have to ask the senior brother to come out." ”

When Xiang Guoyuan heard this, his eyes lit up, "Senior brother, is he very capable of fighting?"

The tall tendon meat was full of confidence, and looked left and right at the tendon meat man who came with him, "With a body like the three of us, he can beat ten of them one by one." ”

"If there is someone who can fight, why didn't you say it earlier?" Xiang Guoyuan looked unhappy, his mother sold the batch, wasn't this repaired by Zhang Daman for nothing!

"You didn't ask, and we didn't know, Zhang Daman was so capable of fighting. It seems that only the senior brother can deal with him. ”

Xiang Guoyuan expressed his doubts, don't be able to beat it then, and he was beaten by Zhang Daman, a Diao Min, he was terrible.

"Is it reliable?" he said, taking a deep breath of incredulous doubt.

"Reliable, reliable, our senior brother, that's famous, specializing in all kinds of disobedience, and he has never met an opponent. The tall tendon meat man said confidently, and the other two tendon meat men also nodded, "Uh-huh" in agreement.

Xiang Guoyuan wants to cure Zhang Daman too much, this Diao Min who killed a thousand knives, if he doesn't treat him again, in Shiyi Village in the future, it will not be him Zhang Daman to be the king and hegemon.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings.

It's against him, and I don't believe that Lao Tzu can't cure him!

Xiang Guoyuan gritted his teeth, "Okay, you send someone to find the senior brother, leave the two of you, and go to the land to pick up stones early tomorrow morning." ”

The three tendon meat men had depressed faces, which would be disgraced and thrown to grandma's house.

"I'll go and ask Senior Brother, and you two will stay. The tall tendon and meat man gritted his teeth, it seems that if this matter is not resolved, he will not be able to get out of Shiyi Village.

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Watching Xiang Guoyuan leave with three tendon meat men, Zhang Daman's face was full of laughter, damn, reborn in a lifetime, life seems to be open, this feeling is really refreshing, more heart-warming and cold than drinking Sprite.

Recently, I am still pondering, there is a lot of iron ore in the land, if I can pick it up, the land is more fertile, and the mulberry seedlings will grow much better in the future.

Who knows, Xiang Guoyuan sent free labor to the door, where to find this kind of labor, even if it is a labor service company, there is no such good labor.

It's time for Zhang Luo, Zhang Luo, to be busy for the New Year.

Although for him, the Chinese New Year and the Spring Festival are no different from ordinary times, but, after all, this is the early 90s, the first year he was reborn, the first Spring Festival.

And, in such an innocent era, the New Year is very New Year's flavor, every family, busy slaughtering New Year's pigs, sausages at home, made smoked meat, also called bacon.

In the poor and backward mountainous areas, most rural people, usually, have only seen pigs walking, and rarely can eat pork.

If you can eat meat at every meal, this family must be a wealthy family.

As the New Year approaches, the village hears the slaughter of the New Year's pig everywhere "whooping" screams, Zhang Daman pinched the money in his trouser pocket, although all kinds of disgraceful means, he came with thousands of dollars, in addition to the expenses of the preliminary work of planting mulberry and silkworms, daily meals, there are still thousands of dollars left in the pocket, do you want to buy a fat pig to make a New Year's pig?

Anyway, Xiaoman is at the age of growing his body, and he can't see a little meat star for ten days and half a month, and this day is too cold.

Buy a pig that is not big or small, one hundred or forty or fifty pounds, to say the least, it will be hundreds, kill the pig, make some sausages, bacon, you can buffer for a period of time.

When the next year is officially put into planting mulberry and raising silkworms, making money, and buying meat to solve life problems, it will not be a big problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daman whistled, went out of the house, and crossed a mountain pass, just happened to meet Wang Tieniu.

Wang Tieniu had a plow on his shoulder, driving a big yellow ox, coming back from plowing the field, and when he saw Zhang Daman from a distance, he said hello, "Daman, it's almost dark, where are you going?"

"Tie Niu, you go back quickly and follow me to Jiang Butcher's house. ”

With the memory of his previous life, there are fat pigs sold in the village, and he is Jiang Butcher, who is a famous butcher in Shiyi Village and the only slaughterer who raises fat pigs at home.

Originally, slaughtering and selling pork should be able to make some money, but unfortunately, in this era, especially in Shiyi Village, it is really too sluggish for the economy, or rather, there is no gas at all, as if it is dead, how many families can afford to buy pork!

Therefore, Jiang Butcher is a butcher on the surface, but he basically can't make a few dollars, and he can barely make a living.

"What are you doing at Jiang Butcher's house?" asked Wang Tieniu without understanding geology.

"Don't ask, you'll know if you go!" Zhang Daman urged, Wang Tieniu's house was not far from Zhang Daman's house, he drove the ploughing ox home, swung the plow to the side door of the house, and hurriedly went out of the house to catch up with Zhang Daman.

"Daman, why did you hear again today that the village party secretary brought people to beat you? You don't matter, right?" While walking, Wang Tieniu asked Zhang Daman again.

Eh, in this village where transportation is basically on walking, and communication is basically on roaring, the news spread very quickly, and it didn't take long for Wang Tieniu, who was working in the fields, to hear about Zhang Daman and Xiang Guoyuan's afternoon.

"It matters, of course it matters, he almost didn't kill me with three thugs who were as strong as oxen. Zhang Daman said solemnly, "I have to recuperate for at least ten days and half a month before I can work in the field." ”

"Huh?" Wang Tieniu scratched the back of his head, looked at Zhang Daman in surprise, and in his eyes, it seemed to say, I don't read much, I'm an honest person, don't lie to me.