Their Mo family is not super rich, and the landlords are not counted. Only the landlord and Xiucai's family will pay the money to the head of the farmer. Leave it in someone else's house, that's impossible.

But Mo Erlang's family is different.

Lan Niang secretly thought: Erlang is complaining about being miserable when he goes to the ground, and he has to find some way to make himself easier. If you really want to serve in the conscription, I'm afraid you will lose half your life.

Lan Niang said: "Give it." How much does it cost? "This is the first time I have asked about the price. Lan Niang knew that she could use money to support her conscription, and she didn't know how much it was. It's okay to ask what this is for, anyway, their family won't use money to top it.

"It's about two taels of silver. After this year's autumn harvest, they will come and take people to conscription. I'll go back this time, and I'll do it. Lest time is pressed and no one can be found to be on top, and it will be troublesome. Erlang rubbed his hands and said.

Lan Niang had no objection at all, and Erlang was quite happy.

This daughter-in-law is good, two taels of silver is not too much, and it is not too much to say less. Many people in the village can afford it. Serving as a conscriptor is not a day job, and in the end, you still have to give some money.

Many people in the village are still looking forward to going.

The town is too small and there are not many opportunities for short-term work. There are few opportunities to make money. Serving in the conscription is tired, and it is not easy to work in the fields. It is a little bit to be able to earn a little.

Erlang pillowed his arms, and his heart was full of joy. This daughter-in-law is so obedient, he spends money so indiscriminately, and he doesn't say a word. It's good to support him so much. secretly thought that when he went back this time, he would have to tear the cloth again and let Lan Niang prepare winter clothes.

The sky was slightly bright, and Erlang and Lan Niang had already prepared their baggage and went to check out. Breakfast was bought at the steamed bun shop, along with some dry food and boiling water. Ready to eat on the road, the gates of the city were wide open, and the first wave of people left.

They were lucky enough to meet a convoy passing through the town and follow behind, which was very safe.

When he got home, Erlang took the money non-stop and went to the village chief.

The village chief took the money, his hands were a little hot, and he poked his teeth and persuaded bitterly, "You have made money, save it well." You are still young, and you will have a long life to come. Who knows what will happen. Take it back, don't be lazy. ”

"Hey, uncle, I went there once last year, and I almost died of illness when I came back. The money I paid for medicine was enough for others. I'm also saving. Erlang said sincerely.

Village Chief: "...... "Evil!" I usually don't work hard, and I get tired after doing a job, and I'm embarrassed to say that I save.

The village chief said: "Hey, I don't know how to live at a young age." As he spoke, he turned his back and opened the certificate.

Erlang ran to the yamen with the certificate, and finally settled the matter. You don't have to go into forced labor. I was relieved. After thinking about the money from selling watermelons, there was still a lot left, so Erlang went to the livestock market to see if there were any cattle sellers.

It happened that today was the fifteenth, and it happened to be in time for the big bazaar.

Cattle are still rare, and I didn't see a shadow of a cow when I walked around the market. Jiro has some toothache. It's much easier to have a cow, and you can save a lot by setting up an ox cart. The cow of the red board family who has been eyeing it for a long time.

Now there is money, but there are no cattle. I really can't sell it with money.

Jiro gritted his teeth and bought a mule. Mules are much cheaper than oxen, and cost fifteen taels of silver, the kind that comes with their own cartsheds. It's barely a car owner. Although it is not as good as an ox cart.

I went to the cloth shop and bought a piece of cloth and two sacks of cotton. I also bought some needlework and thread, and then went to the pork stall to buy three catties of meat and plate oil.

This is also a coincidence that the plate oil was not sold today, otherwise it would not have been able to eat. The lard is fragrant and satisfying, but it is a little expensive.