Jing Zhe still took Han Han to the mutton stall.

There is a lot of strength to work in the future, first use meat to buy the hearts of the people in the mountains, and then they can be used with peace of mind.

The most important thing is that in the few days that Jing Zhe has been in Pishan, except for porridge and green vegetables, he has not touched any meat at all, and if he doesn't eat meat again, he won't be able to stand it himself.

There were more than 200 people on the mountain, and Jing Zhe calculated that at least ten sheep would be enough to eat.

The owner of the mutton stall was horrified when he heard this, this business was too big, it exceeded his expectations, and especially, he didn't have so much mutton!

Later, after some discussion, Jing Zhe bought ten live sheep from the owner of the mutton stall, and led the sheep out of the city with the happy Hanhan.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Han Han stopped, looked at Jing Zhe and said, "Young village master, I see that you haven't practiced for several days, how can this be done?" ”

As he spoke, he took off the heavy burden on his back, "Young village master, if you carry this burden up the mountain, the effect will definitely be better than the previous rice bag!" ”

I'll carry your sister!

Jing Zhe complained in his heart, waved his hand and said, "No, I found that I don't have a talent for martial arts." Besides, let's see what you did in martial arts? Robbers? Didn't get it, did you? Earn? I don't seem to make much. Then I'm going to practice a hammer? ”

"Hammers? No one seems to use this as a weapon on the mountain, if the young master wants to practice hammers, although it is strange but not impossible. ”

“……”

Looking at Han Han's serious appearance, Jing Zhe scolded, "I think you are a hammer", and no longer cared about him, and swaggered towards the mountain.

……

When Han Han, who led ten sheep, went up the mountain, the bandits who were hiding in the shade of the trees to enjoy the shade instantly boiled and surrounded them.

"This... This is... That ......"

Han Han usually doesn't speak very well, and when he is blocked by so many people, he can't talk anymore.

Jing Zhe pushed him away and said with a smile: "I went down the mountain today to earn some money, so I will buy ten sheep for everyone to try!" ”

"Whew!"

As soon as they heard that these ten sheep were for them to eat, the thieves were even more excited, after all, only during the Chinese New Year, can there be such a big pomp on the mountain.

"Young master, how much money do you earn?"

Someone asked.

Jing Zhe smiled and waved his hand, "Not much, not much, the time to go down the mountain is too short, and I only earned fifty taels!" ”

"Fifty taels? How can it be? ”

After listening to the fat ball that said that he wanted to marry his sister to Jing Zhe, he looked incredulous.

"It's fifty taels, I saw it with my own eyes! The young master only wrote one poem, and he sold it for fifty taels! ”

Han Han stood up to testify on Jing Zhe's behalf.

"Shhh

"Fifty taels for a poem?"

"Worse than robbery!"

Jing Zhe grinned and stopped talking.

Next, under the leadership of Han Han, a group of people led the sheep to prepare to be slaughtered, and a whole sheep banquet was going to be held tonight.

Jing Zhe generously left a tael of silver for Han Han and asked him to send someone down the mountain to buy wine.

If you want to eat meat and drink wine, how can you do it with only meat and no wine?

When the people were almost gone, the fat ball came up again.

With a flattering smile: "Young village master, I thought about it and thought about it, and I think it is better to marry the girl to you——"

"Get out!"

Jing Zhe glared angrily, thinking to himself, how could this product repay his kindness and take revenge?

"Oh~"

The fat ball turned back three times in one step, very reluctant.

……

Jing Zhe returned to his room, asked Han Han to leave the baggage, and by the way, he found him a few porcelain jars of different sizes, and locked himself in the room.

Jing Zhe's next step is to make ice.

It was also thanks to the guy who sold watermelons that inspired him.

The guy claimed that his watermelons were all chilled, but in reality, they were at most in the cellar, which was far from being frozen.

It's so much in the cellar, if he can make real ice in the dog days, the business opportunities are limitless!

The method used is naturally saltpeter to make ice, which Jing Zhe has read many times when he read novels in his previous life, and he is not unfamiliar with the operation.

First, I picked two porcelain jars of suitable size, put the smaller ones into the larger ones, and added water to them.

Then open the baggage, put the saltpeter into the sandwich between the large and small vats, and find the lid to cover it.

It takes time to make ice, and after doing all this, Jing Zhe lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when there was a knock on the door, Jing Zhe woke up.

rubbed his eyes to open the door, and found that it was Han Han who knocked on the door, followed by Lu Li.

I haven't seen her for a day, but when I saw her, I felt a little kind, which made Jing Zhe feel strange.

It must be that she is beautiful, this is just a man's instinct.

After entering the house, Lu Li walked a few steps before looking at him and asked, "I heard that Da Han said that you went into the city and earned fifty taels of silver?" ”

"Aang."

"How do you earn it?"

After Lu Li asked this, Han Han behind her began to wink at Jing Zhe, as if she wanted to convey some important information.

But Jing Zhe turned a blind eye and said with a grin: "I went to Chunshui Tower last night to write a poem, and the old bustard there gave it." ”

"Did you go to Chunshui Tower?"

Lu Li squinted, his face was not good-looking.

"Oh, there it went. Yesterday I passed by Chunshui Building, and Han Han said that he had never been there, and he pulled me in. I didn't have as much strength as him, and I was afraid that he would do something bad when he went into the building alone, so I went in with him. ”

Jing Zhe patted Han Han, who was already stunned, and said with a smile: "But thanks to Han Han, if you hadn't entered Chunshui Building, you wouldn't have been able to earn these fifty taels of silver anyway!" ”

"Owner of the village, I don't!"

Han Han, who reacted, was shocked and angry, pulling his neck to distinguish it.

Lu Li glanced at him and said lightly, "Go out." ”

"The owner of the village—"

As soon as the words came out, he was glared at by Lu Li fiercely, and the rest of the words could only be swallowed back into his stomach and left in a huff.

may also know that the honest Han Han must have been wronged, Lu Li did not continue to dwell on this matter, looked at him and asked: "What, you plan to make a good life for us by selling poems?" If you're gone, who will write poems for us to sell? ”

"Of course not!"

Jing Zhe shook his head, and then smiled mysteriously: "Do you think there is anything unique about my room?" ”

"What's unique?"

Lu Li muttered, thinking that this room was chosen by her in the first place, except for being cleaner, there is nothing unique?

Wait a minute...

Wrong!

She looked around, then asked curiously, "You're here... How is it so much cooler than outside? ”