Chapter Twenty-Eight: Afternoon Reverie

When I looked back, it was Huang Cunzheng, who was surprised, looking at him in disbelief, with eight big characters written on his face, "Confession and leniency" written on the left face, and "Strict resistance to resistance" written on the right face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Damn, isn't it just borrowing some money? Li Qingshan seemed to have seen sadly that Huang Cun was determined to put this little matter on the line, and finally sublimated it into the great significance of harming the reputation of the village.

Thinking of this, his head suddenly became a little big, but fortunately, his brain turned quickly, and he immediately nodded and responded: "Uncle Huang, you also know, our family is so poor that there are only four walls left in the house, I am a good way to make money, and I have to have capital, right?" This soy sauce is not complicated to brew, but beans, wheat flour, and salt all cost money. Without borrowing money, can I conjure it out of the air? ”

Li Qingshan's face did not change, and all the money was pushed to the cost of soy sauce. If he told Huang Cunzheng that he had bought most of the money and fed it to the wild ducks, he might have to be beaten again, and he would not be stupid enough to find it himself.

Huang Cunzheng listened to his explanation silently, not only did not get angry, but nodded approvingly, and sighed a little for a while.

"Baby, you are also pitiful, you have this good way to make money, but you have to find someone to borrow the capital...... Alas, it's also strange that I didn't know about these situations in time, otherwise the villagers would have made it together and wouldn't have to borrow it from outsiders......"

He clapped his hands, and then said: "But it's okay now, what do you need in the future, squeak, the old man can help him, the old man is not rich in money, but there are always beans......"

Li Qingshan could only smile bitterly. Fortunately, I borrowed money from Miss Tang'er, if I had found you earlier, my poor ass would not have been swollen by your straw sandal skills? If the whole village makes up the money, I can't hack the villagers to death?

"By the way, about the matter of soy sauce brewing, we can't delay it any longer, so I'll go to the village and walk around, trying to organize this matter as soon as possible. Baby, you have to be empty for the past two days, right? ”

"Free, free......"

This is the right matter, Li Qingshan hurriedly agreed. Although the brewing of soy sauce is not difficult, it takes nearly three months, and although the temperature has been higher recently, although it can promote the speed of fermentation, it will definitely not be able to run for more than two months.

Turning beans into soy sauce and copper coins doesn't mean that it will change, the process takes time, and the sooner you start it, the better.

Without further ado, Li Qingshan discussed some details with Huang Cunzheng at the moment, such as some materials that can be prepared in advance, in addition to the most important beans and flour, as well as straw used to maintain temperature and promote fermentation, bamboo mats used to separate beans and straw, and large vats to be used in the later stage, as well as table salt, etc., these things can be prepared now.

Huang Cunzheng, who has been a village leader for decades and has lived a hard life for decades, obviously attaches great importance to the "wild road" that he stumbled upon this time, which is his dream side business, which is not only suitable for the whole village to carry out collectively, but also does not affect agricultural affairs at all, and this opportunity must be grasped well.

He seriously kept some important things in mind, looked forward to the beautiful scene after the soy sauce was brewed, stomped his feet with excitement several times, and finally rubbed his hands, left happily, and organized the villagers to go.

The three of them walked away in the blink of an eye, and the courtyard fell silent all of a sudden.

The afternoon was relatively leisurely for Li Qingshan. If there was enough fish feed, he could have trained the cormorants in the afternoon, but now this condition was not true, and he rested with peace of mind.

Saying that it was a rest, in fact, more often than not, he felt bored, but fortunately, although the village was not large, it was close to the fields, hills, and some forests, and there was a small stream next to the village, which in his eyes were small ecosystems that were specific and small, and worth seeing.

In many of these afternoons, he would often go out into the fields, in the woods, under the trees, and by the streams, carefully observing the ancient mosquitoes, leeches, voles, and mules...... Occasionally, one or two villagers would be working and if they had just caught a centipede and were about to take a closer look, or if they were lying on the ground and seducing ants with something like rice, they would probably shake their heads and walk away silently, or put down their hoes and cast a strange look.

If the other party is unlucky, and he is wrapped in a cloth and stabbed the hornet's nest on the tree where everyone is afraid of him, this gaze should be mixed with three points of surprise and three points of puzzlement plus four points of horror, and then he screams and quickly escapes far away, at this time, most of him can only laugh, at most after the other party leaves, he shrugs his shoulders at his figure, and makes a grimace or something to laugh at himself.

In contrast, if he had to be bumped into, he would rather bump into him as a child. The ignorant are fearless, the ignorant are curious, and children are significantly more receptive to these things than their parents.

At first, a few children in the village followed Li Qingshan to catch voles and birds' nests, and they were tired of it, laughing and making trouble without heart or lungs, but then for some reason, these children looked at him with strange eyes, and slowly fewer and fewer people, and finally developed to run away as soon as they saw him.

Although Li Qingshan was a little disappointed in them, he didn't delve into the reason, after all, he was just a child, he should have scared them when he caught a centipede, and besides, he couldn't think of any other reason. He didn't pay attention to it, and the children's ideas were sometimes ridiculously naïve and adults couldn't understand them, so let them go.

By now, Li Qingshan has figured out the reason behind this, it is nothing more than all kinds of rumors in the village that he is a strange person, and he even imagines that their father and mother deliberately demonized their image in order to coerce them to do something or not to do something, so as to intimidate, the little boy in the morning has confirmed that this kind of thing has indeed happened - even so, he did not think to explain all this to those children, some things, let time explain.

One day, their parents will take the initiative to change their original statements, and it will be interesting to think about how they will fulfill the slightly exaggerated lies they have told at that time.

Of course, this is only a small thing in life, the village is already very small, and every day I see the same faces, and life is better. Compared with the fast-paced life of later generations, the current time has a kind of leisurely comfort and lazy fulfillment......

But this afternoon, he lost his interest, and now what he was thinking about was not the soy sauce that was about to be sold, nor the fish that he didn't know who he was going to buy tomorrow morning, but a mountain.

Back Mountain.

"Big, big snakes." Li Qingshan remembered what the little kid said this morning.

I guess it's some kind of python.

Thinking like this, Li Qingshan counted several possible pythons one by one in his heart, but the amount of information he obtained now was too small, and he couldn't determine which one it was after all.

The summer heat happened to sleep, leaning on the recliner, closing his eyes, thinking about the monster on the back mountain, Li Qingshan actually fell asleep deeply. When I woke up, it was almost dusk, and I was very hungry, so I made a fire and cooked a bowl of noodles and ate them—if Father Yang went to the shop to do odd jobs, he would not eat lunch and dinner at home, and the shop would take care of the rice. And these days, the eldest brother Yang Daxuan also mysteriously doesn't know what he's busy with, and he hasn't gone home for dinner for many days. Counting up, if it weren't for Yang Daxuan coming to the rescue when Huang Cunzheng was having fun with straw sandals in the morning, he wouldn't have seen him for several days.

When the sun was about to set, Daddy Yang came back from work.