Chapter Seventy-Nine: Chen Tian Village

I don't know if it was because the robbers were efficient, or if the robbers behind had good eyesight, Shumin and his party went to Tujiawan along the way, and in the evening, they finally arrived at the destination Chentian Village.

For the first time, Li Zheng of Chentian Village led men, women and children from several nearby villages to come, with nearly a thousand people in a mighty formation, and the formation was amazing.

"I'm looking forward to you!" Lao Li is already very old, his hair and beard have turned white, but he is in good spirits, wearing a patched gown, looking simple and calm.

When they first heard that beans could be made into tofu, they almost cheered with joy, so they craned their necks and waited, and finally looked forward to Shumin.

According to the previous rules, Shumin and his party still live in Lizheng's house, but here Lizheng Chen Lizheng, his house is the most dilapidated in the whole village, so they discussed for a while, and finally decided to let Shumin live in Chen Ergou's house, his family is ready to get married, although the house is a thatched house, but it was built, and it can barely enter the eyes of outsiders.

Dinner was just one table, accompanied by several village leaders, with wine and meat, so it was not hearty, but Shumin knew that this was probably the best meal they could make.

Villagers in nearby villages, those who have relatives live in relatives' houses, those who do not have relatives borrow other people's houses, and some even directly lay straw in the corners of sheltered from the wind, and several people nest and plan to spend the night.

After dinner, while it was still dark, accompanied by Li Zheng, she briefly visited the village and took a rough look at the fields in the village. The land here is not fertile, and the best fields are considered inferior in Baili Village.

"It's not good to grow food on such land, it's not fertile enough!" Ariri sighed, "But if you don't plant, there will be more hungry people." ā€

"It's better to use more beans, beans do not require much land, but can improve the soil." Shu Min Jian yƬ said.

"Improving the soil?" Everyone was a little surprised to hear this, they had not heard of this after so many years of farming.

The nutrients needed for the growth of beans rely on its developed rhizome to absorb the nutrients from the ground, and in the process of absorption, it also inadvertently improves the soil, and after the beans mature in the future, its rhizome can be turned into fertilizer, and then absorbed by the soil, increasing the fertility of the land again. In any case, bean crops are the best choice for improving the soil.

However, Shumin didn't explain to them, because if they explained, they might not be able to understand it, but it would cause more problems.

"If you believe me, grow more beans next year, for the crop is cheap and easy to feed. And next year's beans will definitely increase in demand and prices, so you might as well try it. ā€

"Really? That's no joke! "There are still some doubts in other villages.

"I believe in Qin women, and I will lead the people of Chentian Village to grow many beans in the coming year!" People are old and fine, and Chen Lizheng suddenly figured out the key to Shu Min's words.

"Okay, if you plant beans next year, you might as well sell them to our Baili Village. We have bartered you with food. "The land in Baili Village is fertile, and it is a pity to use it to grow beans, so I have to discuss with Uncle Lizheng about how to make reasonable use of land resources.

As soon as they heard that Chen Tiancun had received such a great benefit, several Li Zheng hated that they were late, so they followed suit and said, "We are also willing to grow many kinds of beans, I don't know if Baili Village can harvest them?" ā€

"If you don't worry, wait until I go back and ask, and then I'll give you a letter" Liu Zikai should also collect beans there, he will not let go of such a good opportunity to make money, but Shumin still has to ask him before he can be sure. After all, their relationship is not as close as that between them and Uncle Lizheng.

This is also the safest answer, although a few Li Zheng did not get the promise, but they are also very satisfied.

There were a lot of people here, and Shumin stayed for two days before he could teach tofu to everyone. When the villagers grinded the soy milk from the coarse beans and ate the fragrant bean curd, many people cried with joy. Not to mention the handful of seductive tofu, looking at the grateful eyes of the villagers, Shumin's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied. Here, she finally found the kind of pride that she resolutely promoted tofu for free.

Because the area is so poor, Shumin also taught them how to use sweet potato flour to make delicious bean dregs cakes, which are a little rough but better than hunger.

The villagers got this unexpected joy and were even more grateful to Shumin.

In the afternoon, after thanking Shumin repeatedly, the villagers dispersed and walked to their own village, where there were still many people, waiting for them to go back and teach them how to make tofu!

The three robbers were peasant farmers from a nearby village, and the leader of the family was an eighty-year-old mother, who took his hand and told him that night, "You can't do that shady thing again, we have beans and we won't starve." ā€

"Well, the son listens to his mother." The leader of the robbers had already learned from his mother that the official he had met a few days ago was the one who had taught him tofu on the orders of his lords, and he trusted them even more when they explained what they had said when they left. Within a few days, they spread the word throughout the west, and the west got tofu and the assurances of the county officials, and no one came out to rob again.

Zhang Er Mazi has been a little idle recently, went to the casino in the town to read a few handfuls, and lost all his net worth, and was finally kicked out by the casino.

He walked listlessly down the street, passing by a noodle shop, the smell was fragrant, and his stomach began to sing about the empty city.

He touched his stomach and sighed, "Are you hungry?" I'm even hungrier, and I don't have a copper plate on my body, what do you tell me to do? ā€

If only there was a way to make a quick buck, he had words in his mouth, but his eyes were rolling around. Suddenly, around the corner, he saw Chunquan walking side by side with another man.

Is Chunquan coming to town too? If I ask him to borrow money for dinner, he won't fail to borrow it, right?

With a thought, he lifted his heel and went up.

"Brother Zhuge , why did you come to Linjiang Town and don't tell me, it's not enough brothers!" Chunquan said with a smile.

"Brother Chunquan, I was bumped into by you as soon as I returned. Besides, you asked me to pretend to be a Taoist priest to go to your village, and I went to find you, in case someone recognized it, it would not be good," Zhuge Qiqi replied.

This Zhuge Qiqi ancestor was a generation of national teachers, proficient in the art of numerology, and his attainments on Qimen Dunjia are also very deep, but for some reason, after a few generations, Zhuge Qiqi is also a god.

"You are the best at disguise, who can see it? If I hadn't known you, you'd have lied to me today! Chun Quan said with a smile, this Zhuge Qiqi, looking at himself on the street, deliberately pretending to be a stranger to find fault, if he hadn't recognized him at the last moment, his own pair of fists would have made him look good!

Zhuge Qiqi was noncommittal, the two laughed and walked towards a restaurant.

It wasn't until the sun set that Chun Quan and Zhuge Qiqi came out of the restaurant, and the two hugged each other and said goodbye.

Originally, Zhang Er Mazi just wanted to borrow some money from Chunquan for dinner, but who knew that he heard the conversation between the two. Thinking of the reason why Shumin and Zhengyuan were separated, he immediately had a good way to make money quickly.

Although he was hungry, he waited very reliably until Chunquan and Zhuge Qiqi separated, and then greeted him.

"Brother Chunquan, I've been short of money lately, can I borrow some money to spend?" He had a treacherous smile on his face, and at a glance he knew that he was in the eye.

"No money." Chunquan was not fooled, so he said lightly and walked away gently.

"If you don't have any money, I can ask that Taoist priest for it, I heard that he helped others to order Lone Star, and he can earn a lot of money at one time." Zhang Er Mazi heard Chunquan's refusal, and he was not in a hurry, and said in a weird manner in the back. "I don't know if the guy named Zhuge Qiqi will be more generous than you?"

Sure enough, Chunquan's pace slowed down. Zhang Er Mazi smiled triumphantly.

"What did you hear?" Chunquan asked.

"I heard what I should have heard, and I didn't hear what I shouldn't." Zhang Er Mazi's hand made a gesture to ask for money. The implication is self-evident.

"Let's go, go into the alley and talk." Chunquan turned around and entered a small alley with no people. The alley was deep, and Chunquan didn't stop until he reached the end of the alley.

"How much do you want?" He didn't even look at Zhang Ermazi, and asked directly.

"No matter how you say it, it can't be less than two taels of silver." Zhang Er Mazi knew that Chunquan had silver, but he didn't dare to open his mouth, in case Chunquan was ashamed and angry, he would suffer.

Chunquan casually took out two taels at his belt and threw them at him, and the silver rolled to the ground with a pimple sound.

Zhang Er Mazi didn't dislike it, picked it up happily, and said with a smile, "Brother Xie Chunquan." Brother, I can't thank you enough. ā€

"Wait." Chunquan said.

"Don't worry, Brother Chunquan, my mouth is the tightest, I took your money, I shouldn't say anything." Zhang Er Mazi patted his chest and promised.

"I'm relieved." Chunquan whispered.

"What?" Zhang Er Mazi only listened to what Chunquan said, but it was too quiet, he didn't know very well, so he turned his face sideways and asked, "What did you say?" ā€

He was greeted by a big-eared melon seed, which made him dizzy.

"Brother Chunquan, what do you mean by that." Only then did he realize that the alley was very deep and there was no one.

Chunquan touched his fist and sneered, "It's not interesting, it's just that my hands itch when I see you." ā€

A chill rushed up from the bottom of Zhang Ermazi's heart, he finally understood how stupid he was, and he actually came to threaten Chunquan, could he afford to provoke him?

"Brother Chunquan, if you have something to say" he tried to squeeze out a smile, but unfortunately it was more ugly than crying.

Where would Chunquan pay attention to him, he picked up a broken basket and put it on his head, carefully controlling his internal strength, and punching and kicking him.

from the same village, he didn't want to make any fault with him. It only took three points of strength without internal force, but it was enough for Zhang Er Mazi to bear.

At night, Zhang Ermazi was sore, and returned home miserably, holding the two taels of silver in his hand, and tears flowed all over you bully, woo