The days fly by, and in the blink of an eye it is autumn, and at the end of October the weather becomes cooler, the wind gradually weakens, and the farmers rush to work in the fields, and the ripe millet in the green rice fields must be harvested before the autumn rains, otherwise it will rot in the fields, which is a violent thing, and the farmers are reluctant to do it anyway.

The eldest grandson's family is also grabbing the harvest, Zhang and Changsun Hong also followed, everyone has to contribute, wielding a sickle in the field with hands and feet, the feeling of labor makes the eldest grandson Hong, who has been sitting in the office for a long time in his previous life, very novel and very hard, after all, bending over and swinging a knife for a long time is a more tiring job than practicing.

However, the bitterness of the body was easily shattered by the sense of harvest that fell into the basket after the yellow corn was beaten, and the joy of hard work, spring planting and autumn harvest filled the hearts of the farmers, the paddy fields and terraces were full of laughter, and the tenant farmers who were weighed down by the burden of life enjoyed the rare joy, although it is not known how much of these rice they could eat in the end, but the pleasure at the moment was the most important.

Because of the autumn harvest, the matter of going to Fushun should be put back a little, anyway, it will take time to stock up on the Tinghu side, and the eldest grandson brother is not in a hurry at this time.

After the busy farming, there was good news from Zhangjia Village, Zhang Carpenter personally rushed ten miles over, excitedly reported to Changsun Hong, the first rice mill has been successfully sold, it was sold to a large household in a village not far away, the big household saw the efficiency of this machine on the threshing floor, and inquired about the price on the spot. In the end, Carpenter Zhang gave way a little, gave two stools as an add-on, and sold the first rice mill.

"This is two pieces of money, it's copper money, and the little brother will accept it." Carpenter Zhang smiled and cautiously took out two heavy pieces of money from the jacket beside him and stuffed them into Changsun Hong's hand: "The color is very new, and the big family is so painful." ”

"Uncle Zhang's deal is a good deal, and this price is a little scary." Changsun Hong said with a smile.

Carpenter Zhang said: "You can't say that, how much manpower and time can be saved by the rice milling machine, just do the math, buy a machine and go back, save the money of hiring workers to make rice and raise shells, which is enough to offset the cost of buying a machine." And the rice mill can be used in the future, year after year, only the profit and loss, those big households are shrewd people, and they can be calculated. ”

Changsun Hong nodded, pulled the copper coin strung with silk thread in his hand, and said, "But Uncle Zhang, we said that we would divide the income equally according to the shares, but you gave me all the money from the sale, why is this?" ”

Carpenter Zhang smiled, pushed Changsun Hong's hand back into his pocket, and said, "Little brother, don't mind, this first rice mill is yours." At the beginning, you paid me 200 wen to buy the first rice mill, I don't dare to be greedy for your things, of course the money from the sale has to belong to you, and we will share the profits in the future according to the shares. ”

He patted his chest and said: "Carpenter Zhang is not deceived when he does business, it doesn't matter how much money he earns, he can't smash his reputation, otherwise who is still looking at me, do you think this is the reason?" ”

Changsun Hong shirked two sentences, meaning that this matter can't be counted like this, everyone should share the money together, Zhang Carpenter insisted on refusing, like a cow, helpless, Changsun Hong accepted the money with a smile.

The first business was done in this way, no one came to collect taxes, probably this kind of wood trading, Zhangjia Village's Bao Zheng did not look at it, until Zhang Carpenter vaguely revealed that the village's Bao is his nephew, and anything can be covered, and the eldest grandson Hong suddenly realized.

It's easy to do things if you have a relationship.

When practicing martial arts in the afternoon, Changsun Hong gave the dog 300 yuan, and the dog, who had never taken so much money, was trembling in his hands, his face changed in ecstasy and panic, and asked Changsun Hong in a sad tone, did he go to rob the road again?

It took Changsun Hong a moment to let him understand that this was the money earned from going to Zhangjia Village to do rice milling business these few times, which was absolutely clean and safe, and he could use it with confidence.

The dog was a little embarrassed to eat, but he dragged the money bag in his hand, and said with a red face: "I don't have a penny of credit for the rice mill, it's all you thought of, I just followed two trips, where can I collect so much money?" ”

"You can't count it that way." Changsun Hong patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you hadn't introduced Zhang Carpenter to me with such a good character and outstanding craftsmanship, I wouldn't have been able to earn this money. ”

"But, with so much money, how can I tell my parents when I go back?" The dog said worriedly, for the first time in his life, he was embarrassed because of a lot of money: "I never told them about the rice mill." ”

"My mom and dad don't know about it, so they can't talk about the rice mill." The eldest grandson Hong thought for a while and came up with a solution: "You go back and say this, the last time you sold salt, you and I secretly brought some back, and the money is the proceeds of the sale." ”

The dog opened his mouth wide and said, "Three hundred Wen, how much salt do we have to smuggle in?" ”

"Just say that, anyway, your parents won't be able to ask my father for verification." The eldest grandson said: "The business of killing the head is too much to be a penny, who will repeatedly check it like a real business?" ”

The dog thought about it, it was indeed such a reason, so he smiled with peace of mind.

Everyone was happy.

The eldest grandson hid the money he earned in a hole in the wall in the corner of the house, and no one told him. It's not that he doesn't want to give the money to his parents in this life to improve the family's situation, and even wants the eldest grandson Hao to quit the Baozheng of Nalaoshzi, and the family will find a good place to go, and his wife will spend his life eating and drinking peacefully.

But now is not the time.

Once the money and goods that are a huge amount of money for the eldest grandson and his wife are handed over, how can they be explained? Earned by Lao Tzu's ingenuity? The eldest grandson Hong is just a twelve-year-old child, no matter how enlightened he is, he can't be so powerful, the son of a farmer's martial artist, his body is weak and suffocating, and he suddenly goes against the sky, so he is not afraid of flashing his tongue?

So things should be gradual, Changsun Hong thinks that it is better to take it slowly than to rush abruptly, and it will take two or three years for the family to gradually accept that his son is a powerful character, which is the right way.

Life continues in the busy, everything follows the rules, according to the wheel of fate rolling forward, the small village on the bank of the Jialing River does not have the hustle and bustle of the big city, there is no prosperity of the giant, but there is a thick atmosphere of fireworks in the world.

On the last day of October, in the morning, a convoy of boats floated up the river, still on the boat, and there were many people standing on the boats, and the red tassels on the top of Fan Yang's hats looked like a fiery red sea from a distance, and the cyan camel sleeves were crowded together, reflecting the long spears and blades of the boat. The slender men of the brigade staggered along the two banks, shouting trumpets and dragging long ropes with great difficulty, and the tough ropes made of hemp stretched straight, dragging the heavy wooden boats up the water.

The two brothers, Changsun Hao and Changsun Jin, stood on the small dock in the village, looking at each other from afar, with a serious face, Changsun Hao was carrying a pole, and Changsun Jin was holding his Pu knife.

"It's a regimental training envoy, not wearing armor." Changsun Jin squinted his eyes and looked carefully: "There are three boats, and there are soldiers on board." ”

"It's heavily guarded, it seems that at least it's the hall master of the Tang Sect or something, otherwise there wouldn't be so many van troops, at least a hundred people." The eldest grandson Hao also said.

On the side of the two, Changsun Hong stood quietly on the side, he was brought to Changzhi by Changsun Hao.