The little dog smiled and replied:

"I made it by the moonlight, and after I finished it, sometimes I was too tired, so I went to talk to my father under the old locust tree, and I immediately had the strength to work hard!"

"I promised my benefactor to take care of this place, and I must do it!"

The little dog finally summed it up and said:

"Besides, I also promised you the shopkeeper that I would share half of your harvest, and the horse manure and pig manure you gave me really helped me a lot! Rest assured, I won't let you suffer! ”

The shopkeeper looked at the little puppy's small shoulders, and suddenly had some admiration for the child.

Time flies like a white horse, in the blink of an eye, more than three months, the dog's land is more and more tidy, and some spicy ingredients are planted, although the two small seedlings look still a little weak, but every time the puppy carefully approaches, it has already been stimulated by the spicy flavor and wants to eat a few more sorghum dumplings.

But the little dog was reluctant, at most when those seedlings were slightly mature, he carefully pinched off the bottom few old pointed and yellowish leaves with his fingernails, he carefully put them into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed contentedly for a long time, and then opened his mouth and bit half of the black and yellow sorghum dumplings.

The little dog is working hard every day, coupled with his diligent and kind but not humble and arrogant personality, soon, the people in the town know that the little flower child who used to follow the old man called Huazi "Second Master" every day has grown up, and has his own small world, the old carpenter has the heart to directly accept the little dog as a closed disciple, and is also guiding the little dog more attentively.

At that time, spicy ingredients were not a frequent guest at the dinner table, and people had to calculate the salt clearly, not to mention that this spicy ingredient that could increase the amount of gluttony was nicknamed "rice thief"!

Because of this "rice thief", there is also a story among the people that every time a puppy comes out to sell with carefully cut vegetables, there is a lady who has lost several teeth around him, wanting to see if the puppy will drop a few leaves of spicy vegetables that customers don't want.

And often at this time, the ladies are not too embarrassed to gather around the puppy and have nothing to do, so they have to tell the puppy the story of the "rice thief" over and over again:

In other words, I don't know when, spicy ingredients from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, people were pleasantly surprised to find that the taste of this ingredient can make people have a great desire and appetite to eat, even if it is unpalatable sorghum dumplings, in the appearance of a few spicy ingredients, it tastes a lot out of thin air.

So for a while, this kind of ingredient swept the world, but after all, not everyone can eat it, even if it is bought once in a while, it is also for the sake of farming, to survive, so buy one or two to increase the amount of food, fortunately, when working, you can exert more effort and work for more time.

On this day, the old king in the town heard a hawker shouting outside the door:

"Sell spicy dishes! Sell spicy dishes! ”

"My family's spicy dishes guarantee that you are addicted to one bite, two bites are strong, three bites are refreshing, and a whole tree is better than a cow!"

"Sell spicy dishes! Sell spicy dishes! All come out and buy it! ”

…….

The old king listened in his heart, thinking about the spicy taste, and unconsciously there was some saliva in his mouth, and then he looked at the black sorghum dumplings in his hand, and then looked at the eldest son and the youngest girl who couldn't swallow it, no wonder, the grain has not been harvested, at this time, you can only eat some old stored grain, those rice, white flour, millet and other fine grains are not to think about it, pay the rent, go to the tax, there are not a few left in the people's homes, that is willing to eat their own family, Except for two meals that were left for the Chinese New Year and about 15 years to eat, all the others were sold and replaced with hungry and cheap maize and sorghum, plus some wild vegetables, which could always survive a whole year until the next grain came down.

But after all, this sorghum gluttony, both throat pulling, and not easy to swallow, so the big guys can't eat it, it's also understandable, when everyone heard the hawker selling spicy vegetables, everyone quietly glanced at the old king, but the old king also sighed secretly in his heart, silently thinking:

"If there are still a few coppers, it won't be when you have to work hard here, and let everyone eat sorghum dumplings, and no matter how bad it is, you will get a few yellow flour buns with maize noodles, but this is not really no money in your hands!"

The old king couldn't stand the kind of stunned appearance that everyone looked at him, turned around and took the black and yellow sorghum dumplings, and walked out of the courtyard gate.

"Could it be that the weeds on the street have been picked up and are still in front of my house?! But it doesn't look like it! ”

The old king looked further ahead.

"OMG! OMG! This peddler accidentally lost such a large bundle of green onions! ”

The old king unconsciously gasped, it turned out to be a "big bundle" of spicy green onions!

The old king hurriedly looked around, and when he saw that there was no one, he hugged the bundle of green onions, which had to have at least seven or eight green onions, hugged them tightly in his arms, turned around and re-entered the courtyard, and closed the door tightly!

He happily put the big bundle of green onions, and all of a sudden he was still in the children who were struggling with the sorghum with a sad face, which suddenly attracted a burst of exclamations.

Even the old lady who had always looked down on him changed her appearance, and personally went to the stove to boil a bowl of boiling water for the old king, so that after he finished eating the sorghum dumplings, he drank it, and did not drink the cold well water directly like the children.

The old king proudly picked up one first, not willing to eat the green onions, first from the long green leaves to start eating, chirp, in a blink of an eye, a few young men, on the plane three daughters, the youngest daughter and the old wife, the seven or eight green onions were eaten clean, the water also drank a small half bucket, everyone touched the belly, all felt very satisfied, enjoyable.

The old king saw that everyone was full of food and drink, so he called up everyone, and said that while we have enough strength, we will hurry down to work, so everyone is very busy with the work of the afternoon, until the sunset in the west mountain, the branches on the moon, I really can't see clearly, tired and sore back, can no longer do it, then slowly returned home.

As soon as he got home, the old king would shout at his wife, bring the sorghum dumplings, starve us to death!