"Brother Sen, don't be afraid. Grasshoppers don't eat people, but they just drink some blood. Gong Changyu took off his shoes, went down to the paddy field, grabbed a handful of seedlings, observed the actions of the short-term workers planting seedlings, and then slowly learned the appearance of adults and planted seedlings.

A few locusts crept up on his calves, and he immediately tore them off, kneaded them into several pieces with his fingernails, threw them into the grass at the edge of the field, and continued to plant seedlings.

Rong Sen saw that Gong Changyu was not afraid of locusts at all, so he dared to go down to the field, the mud feet in the field were too deep, the little guy's legs were short, and the mud reached Rong Sen's knees at once, where can you still plant seedlings!

A short-term worker wearing a hat shouted loudly: "Little master, danger, there is a swamp in this field!" Go up there, let's just plant more seedlings. ”

"Uncle, I'm fine." Rong Sen, who was deep in the mud, said casually that he wanted to grab the seedlings a few steps away, but he couldn't reach them.

"Little master, if you have any mistakes, the young grandmother will ask me." The short-term worker dropped the seedlings in his hand and walked quickly in the paddy field, and soon arrived at Rongsen's side.

"Don't come here......" Rong Sen didn't want others to laugh at him, and he just couldn't take a step out of the quagmire with his feet.

"Little master, don't be reckless." After the short-term worker finished speaking, he stretched out a strong hand, grabbed Rong Sen under his armpit, carried him away from the place, and walked to the edge of the field.

Rong Sen's two little hands fluttered and shouted: "Let me down, I want to plant seedlings." ”

The short-term workers ignored Rong Sen, and just when they reached the ridge, they stood up, and saw the servants of the Dai family driving a large flock of ducks along the stream and swaggering over. When the ducks saw the seedlings in the field, they flew into the field and ran over the seedlings all the way, and the jubilant ducks kept pecking at the seedlings, and the paddy field that had only been planted half was immediately in a mess, and all the fruits of the labor of the short-term workers were about to come to naught.

The servant carried the duck fire stick and deliberately shouted: "I'm really sorry, the duck doesn't listen to ......."

Gong Changyu, who was planting seedlings, looked back and was stunned, damn it, ducks are all over the field, isn't this an intention to fix us? It's too much of a deception, I'll teach this beast a lesson! He grabbed a large handful of mud from the paddy field, took a few steps forward, stopped, and threw it at the servant's face......

Unexpectedly, Gong Changyu's technique was accurate enough, and the "snap" happened to hit the bridge of the servant's nose, because of the impact force, the mud spread out, making the servant's face all over, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, and another ball of mud flew over and hit the mouth.

Now it's good, the servant instantly became a mud-faced man. The short-term workers clapped their hands and laughed.

"Doglegs, how does the mud smell?"

"Catch the ducks and go to the field, aren't you looking for a draw!"

"If you want to come to Tangwei Chong's territory to be presumptuous, you think you are a monkey?"

……

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The servant had a lot of mud and sand in his mouth, and could not speak, so he hurriedly dropped the duck fire stick and ran to the stream to rinse it. And a large flock of ducks that rushed down to the field continued to jump into other paddy fields where the seedlings had been planted, as if they had been evil, and wantonly destroyed the seedlings, and they were still enjoying themselves!

"No, if we continue like this, all our hard work will be in vain." Gong Changyu couldn't care so much, picked up the duck fire stick dropped by the servant on the ground, and rushed to another field. Who knew that when those ducks saw Gong Changyu coming to the field, they were not afraid at all, but instead chased around Gong Changyu's body in the paddy field. A paddy field at the good end suffered a great disaster, and the seedlings were either thrown into the mud by ducks or floated on the water.

Gong Changyu was a little annoyed, and swept the thousands of troops with a duck stick, and the twenty or so stunned ducks immediately shrank into a ball, and the rest of the injured and uninjured ducks saw this, and quickly fled from the paddy field in horror and ran in the direction of Shuixi. Gong Changyu picked up the ducks one by one, twisted the duck's neck, and suddenly the ducks did not move, and threw them directly on the ridge, piling up into a hill.

The servant who watched the duck cleaned his face and came back, and when he saw that the duck was killed and injured a lot, he was dumbfounded, and he thought that he would be scolded by the landlord Lao Cai for going back, and he would be fined for a month's wages. He frowned, and ran to the shade of the tree with a dead duck: "Big brother, our ducks have been killed a lot by the people of the Zhu family!" ”

"Oh, really?" The foreman-like servant opened his eyes and said slowly, "Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to touch the duck outside the staff?" ”

"Big brother, it seems to be the kid who caught loaches in the old man's paddy field last winter." The duck guy replied in a whisper.

"Who messed with whom first?" The foreman asked with a sideways face.

"I drove the duck into the field where they planted the seedlings, and the boy hit me with mud......" Duck pointed to the muddy water on his clothes.

"You deserve it. People didn't mess with you, are you full and holding on? The good spring was ruined by all your ducks, and people used mud to add color to you, and killed the ducks, which is cheap for you. The foreman didn't seem to want to worry about it.

"Big brother, if the people of the Zhu family bully me, they are insulting the master. It depends on the owner to beat the dog, although I am not as good as the master's dog. Hu Duck said fanning the flames.

"The lord treats you like a dog at all times...... The old man slapped the nephew of the young owner of the Zhu family's compound, it is very likely that the kid did not go back and tell the adults, otherwise the old man would not be able to eat and walk around! The foreman stood up and stretched, "It's time to go back to lunch—"

"Big brother, the master will send someone to bring food." The duck guy reminded the foreman.

"I almost forgot about this, the old man is careful and has to continue to plant fields after lunch, hey, who called us the watchdogs of Dai Mingshi?" The foreman sighed, "What's the way to do it during the busy farming season?" ”

"Others are planting rice in the paddy fields, but you are sleeping in the shade of the trees, what are you doing with a long sigh?" Hu Yalao said, "It is those long-term workers who are tired and tired all year round, and it is difficult to support their families." ”

"Whether it is a long-term worker or a short-term worker, they are all living at the bottom of society and working hard. One day the lord is unhappy, kicks us and we don't have our own fields and forests, and we can't do manual work, maybe we will end up even worse. The foreman broke off a branch, "In the eyes of those mud-legged people, we are dog-legged ......."

"It's better to die than to live, a dog's legs are much better than mud legs, although we have to look at Dai Mingshi's face to act." Hu Duck said with a wry smile, "I feed him ducks a year and earn ten taels of silver, which is not enough to support the parents at home, and don't even think about marrying a daughter-in-law......."

Over there, Gong Changyu was planting rice seedlings while looking at the dead ducks on the ridges, and unconsciously he was a little hungry. He climbed up the ridge, picked up a fat duck casually, and shook it a few times in front of Rong Sen's eyes: "Brother Sen, do you want to eat roast duck?" ”

"I want to." Rong Sen pinched his nose, "This duck has a big fishy smell, it's not ours, aren't you afraid that others will come to find fault after eating it?" ”

"What is there to be afraid of. These ducks have made the seedlings in the field like this, and we have to ask them to fill them all! Gong Changyu touched the musket on his waist, "Roast this duck on the fire, and the oil will keep coming out, it's so fragrant, think about how beautiful." Now I'm going to get some dry firewood, and you don't run around. ”

"Got it. But if there is no fire, how can the duck be roasted? Jungsen nodded.

"I brought flint." Gong Changyu grabbed a flint from the fish basket.

"Big brother, you're too godly, the flints are ready." Rong Sen smiled.

"Originally, I came to get a pheasant, but I didn't expect the duck to be delivered to the door." Gong Changyu turned around and walked up the mountain. After entering the mountain, he took out a firewood knife, cut a dozen branches, sharpened and tied them together, and then quickly picked up some flammable firewood and grass under the tree, bundled them into a bundle, and walked towards the edge of the ridge in a hurry.

Gong Changyu looked at it from a distance, and the scene in front of him surprised him a lot: Dai Mingshi was wearing old glasses, shaking a goose feather fan, standing tremblingly in front of Rong Sen, followed by four or five servants holding Pu knives, just watching Rong Sen move the ants on the ground, but he didn't realize that the danger was coming.

"Little bunny, we're meeting again." Dai Mingshi swept Rong Sen's face with a goose feather fan and said with a sneer.

"Grandson Turtle, don't get in the way of me watching ants!" Rong Sen grabbed the fan that tickled his face, and looked up at Dai Mingshi, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Last time you caught the loaches in my field, and this time you killed my ducks, you are so bold!" Dai Mingshi shouted.

"Old man, you can see clearly, your servants drove dozens or hundreds of ducks to my one-third of an acre to make trouble, trample on my seedlings, you pay me money!" Rong Sen was not afraid of Dai Mingshi, who had a mustache, and stretched out his palm.

"Bunny, do you know how much a duck is worth?" Dai Mingshi said with a dark face.

"I don't know." Rongsen shook his head.

"You killed more than 20 ducks, all of them were females, and the female ducks laid eggs, hatched ducklings, and when the ducklings grew up, they laid eggs, and then hatched ducklings, so ah, one of my ducks is worth at least so much silver!" Dai Mingshi stretched out five fingers.

"Five cents?" Rong Sen glanced at Dai Mingshi contemptuously.

"That's not right."

"Five taels?"

"That's not right!"

"Fifty taels?"

"Still not right!"

"How much is that?"

"Five hundred taels! Brat. Dai Mingshiyin smiled and said, "You can eat this duck, but you have to buy it for money!" ”

"Old man, do you know how much millet I can harvest from the seedlings of this acre of field?" Rong Sen asked Dai Mingshi rhetorically.

"Three loads." Dai Mingshi replied without thinking.

"How much silver can you sell for three quintals of grain?"

"Three or two." Dai Mingshi responded.