Lin Yishan calculated, to do such a big thing, Anhe also spent twenty copper plates to buy mud rings and iron rings, and the cost was negligible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of this, the mood is as good as today's weather, the sun is shining, and the sky is cloudless.

Walking to Hu Er's stall, seeing that he hadn't closed the stall yet, he asked for two catties of pork, Hu Er cut a piece with a machete, and didn't weigh it, wrapped it in hemp paper, and threw it on the wooden cart with a "pop".

Hu Er never needs to weigh pork when he sells pork, it all depends on his eyesight, and when you go back, you use it to weigh it, and it is not a difference.

Seeing that Hu Eryin had a dead face, he didn't speak. An He and Lin Yishan knew that this guy still remembered the wild boar, Lin Yishan knew what kind of temper he had, although he was tall and fierce, in fact, his heart and eyes were smaller than which needle nose.

Regardless of him, he paid the money and pushed the cart home.

Before leaving, An He did not forget to comfort Hu Er:

"Uncle Hu, next time I hit a wild boar, I'll send it to you once."

When Hu Er heard this, which mouth turned into a pig's mouth, he glanced at An He with his eyes, and thought:

Who do you think you are, little bunny? Which wild boar is easy to fight, you didn't accidentally step on the shit last time, and you had good luck, so you hit a big wild boar, some pig farmers haven't hit one for several years, you can hit it every month, and wait for you to send it to me next time, the daylily is cold.

Back home, Lin Yishan took the initiative to take on the task of cooking, and An He was not idle, seeing that the water in the tank was almost gone, he picked up two wooden buckets with a flat pole and went to a nearby well to draw water.

The well, which is hidden in a two-fold thick plane tree, is the only drinking water well for more than 20 households in the surrounding area.

Listening to Lin Yishan, this well has been there since he can remember, and he has never been seen drying up for more than ten years.

There is a thick green moss growing at the mouth of the well, and the handle on the reel has become smooth and round because more than ten people have touched it every day, and it is covered with a thick layer of pulp, which is very comfortable to hold in your hand.

Anhe hung the bucket on the hook of the well rope, put it down, felt the water filled, shook the wheel, and in a "squeaky squeak" sound, a bucket of clear and sparkling water was lifted.

An He took a sip, and there was a cool breath in the sweetness.

I feel that the water quality is really good, in modern times, the sewage discharged from the major chemical plants has already seeped into the ground, and it is not easy to drink some sweet water no matter how deep you hit.

The ladies who came to fetch water stood under the plane tree, looking at An He from a distance and discussing curiously:

Look, why is this man so weird? The hair is so short, it looks like a monk. You say he's a monk, why didn't he wear a monk's robe? If you come to Huayuan, you don't have a wooden fish and a rosary in your hand? Could it be that he was a monk who couldn't endure the hardships and became vulgar again?

The ladies used their infinite imagination to endow Anhe with several identities.

There are also two ladies who look at An He directly, with a sweet smile on their faces.

Datang is an open country, and the feudal etiquette of "don't look at incivility, don't say anything incivil" has very limited constraints on them, and even women look at men with no scruples.

It was the first time for Anhe to use a flat pole to carry water, and he was extremely unsteady when he walked, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Which two barrels swayed like swings, and before they had taken a few steps, the water in which barrel was half spilled.

What's even more infuriating is that which wooden barrel in the back actually swung onto his ass and splashed a large piece of his pants.

The ladies who came to carry the water under the plane tree let out a burst of laughter like silver bells, and the laughter was full of mockery and schadenfreude.

An He was not angry, he simply put down his flat shoulder and stood there, admiring the demeanor of this group of lovely Tang ladies with a smile.

Why is this kid like this, he doesn't know how to carry water and is not shy, he really looks here, he is really a son of Meng Lang.

So the young ladies were embarrassed, stopped laughing, and carried the barrel to fetch water with a red face.

An He looked at these peasant ladies in the wind and sun, their skin was a little dark, but the black was very healthy, the black was very smart, which eyebrows were as black as silk threads, black lively, black fine, black Lingyu, the black bent by the bend, outlining a touching black halo.

A few ladies hit the water, which wooden bucket they carried, their chests were straight, their hips were tight, all the beautiful postures were presented on which waist, and they walked like springs, flicking and bounced, shaking like thin willows, and swinging like poplar catkins.

A word can be walked into a pile of firewood, or it can be walked out of ten thousand styles.

There is a woman with a good waist, who walks silently, it seems to be floating, it is also like floating, clinging, which back is far away.

It was a pleasure for Anhe to see them carrying water.

Seeing this group of lovely Tang women, An He couldn't help but think of Zhang Jingjing again.

Zhang Jingjing, like them, has a delicate face, bright eyes, and a slender waist that is only a hand.

Whenever An He hugged which thin waist, Zhang Jingjing would be as soft as a noodle in her arms, and the whole person would turn into a puddle of mud for you to knead, just like noodles, you want to make her 'and' into anything, that waist is a 'cotton' word.....

What is she doing now? Is it married and married, or is it to be in the boudoir?

Such a beautiful evening, is it like me, when you think of you, you also think of me?

Will I ever be able to go back to modern times and see you again in this life?

Or is it destined that I will spend my life in the Tang Dynasty more than 1,000 years ago.......

An He didn't know, and no one could give him an answer.

The future is a number of knowledge.

"Wangwang"

Abu's cries interrupted Anhe's contemplation.

After a few days of hard work, Anhe and Abu have become very good friends.

Abu's original hostility turned into intimacy, and when he couldn't see him, he screamed to look for him.

Finding Anhe, Abu happily wagked his tail and greeted him, circling around him. An Hewei knocked over the barrel on his shoulder, and gently kicked Abu in the ass, and Abu ran away in amusement.

Carrying the water into the courtyard, accompanied by the smoke rising from the cooking, An He smelled the long-lost stew.

After pouring the two halves of the bucket of water into the jar, Lin Yishan had already scooped the stewed meat into a clay pot.

Lin Yishan's cooking is a method, which is "stew".

It was the only cooking skill he learned from his parents, and it was simple and practical, suitable for everything he could eat.

An He thought: Yes, how old a child is, for a left-behind child whose mother died prematurely and his father was not around, it would be good to be able to support himself and be full, and he could still count on eating a few dishes a day, and then two taels of soju would not work.

Although Lin Yishan only added a lot of ingredients and salt when he stewed meat, An He enjoyed this meal very much, after all, he ate wild vegetables cooked by Lin Yishan in the past few days, and An He was about to vomit.

In modern times, these wild vegetables can be made with a good chef and a variety of spices, and now people in the city go to the farmhouse restaurants to eat the delicacies made of natural wild vegetables, and the price is more expensive than the meat dishes made in the big hotels in the city.

But in this era of lack of condiments, coupled with Lin Yishan's unique cooking skills "cooking", if you want to say that it tastes good, An He really can't find a reason to convince himself.

After eating, An He asked Lin Yishan:

"How many copper plates do we have?"

"Last time, I sold wild boars and pheasants and got a total of 500 copper plates, plus I still had 80 copper plates, a total of 580 copper plates, and it cost 20 to buy mud rings and make iron hoops, basically it didn't cost any money, and now there are 560 copper plates."

Lin Yishan replied.

"I still have to make some more money in case I need it. Otherwise, tomorrow we will go to Mangshan to chop wood, and by the way, see if we can hunt some more prey? ”

In the past few days, he has probably known that the purchasing power of these five hundred and sixty copper plates is equivalent to more than two hundred yuan now. If a family has only 200 yuan, it is not as good as a five-guarantee household in modern times.

Although it is good to get six hangs of rubble after transporting it, after all, it will take some time, and what if something happens in the past few days and there is no money?

Whether in modern times or in ancient times, the phrase "money is not omnipotent, and it is absolutely impossible to do without money" is an unbreakable truth.

"Okay, yes, but where is Qiu Qi busy alone? Looking at the situation today, how many people will come tomorrow? ”

An He didn't know if he was worried about Qiu Qi, or if he was really worried that he wouldn't be able to keep busy.

An He said: "Do you have a reliable person who has nothing to do at home, find another one, and let him and Qiu Ba watch the stall together."

"Why don't you let Da Mao go tomorrow, although this kid is ten years old, but he is very naughty, if he has nothing to do, he will go to the Tuohe River with a few partners to dig loaches, good clothes, and it will be dirty in one day, his mother is annoyed, if you want him to help us for a few days, his mother will definitely have no opinion." Lin Yishan said.