The arrival of the scholar had little impact on Gouziwan in a short period of time.

But......

The subsequent development is not known to anyone.

After all, a place with beautiful scenery, hospitality, and abundant food will always attract too many people's attention.

A few days have passed.

At the ancestral hall in the village, Ning Yan sat behind a small table, holding an account book in his hand, and his pen and ink were ready.

It's like a landlord collecting rent.

Here in the ancestral hall, there is a long queue.

Everyone is holding a sign in their hands, on which is written how many catties and taels, working hard for a year, serving cotton as an ancestor.

It's kind of able to see the money.

Five taels, eight taels, ten taels, three taels!

The difference in the amount of money received by each family is not small.

If you plant more cotton, you will receive more money.

He who sows less receives less money.

But what......

This cotton is exchanged for more silver than the whole grains.

The old farmer, who changed the brand in his hand for money, decided to plant more next year.

He who did not grow cotton, and the bowels of regret were green.

The eyes turned red as he watched the cotton planter leave with a bag of money.

Although it is said that this year I can exchange money by making sausages.

But......

Sausages are not grown in the soil, and for old farmers, digging food from the soil is the long-term way.

I secretly decided that I would definitely go to grow cotton next year.

Plant at least two acres.

It took almost a morning to distribute money in the ancestral hall before all the wooden plaques were exchanged.

Seeing that there was no one behind, Ning Yan said a few words casually and walked home.

In the next few days, the people sent by the emperor will come over.

Transporting cotton is not a trivial matter, and there must be a special caretaker.

Back at home, Ning Yan was also very satisfied.

Only today, I feel like a village chief.

The New Year is getting closer.

this day.

Ning Yan walked out of the courtyard. Behold the man standing outside......

The corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched, and Mrs. Yang actually came again.

Behind Mrs. Yang was followed by the little guy in blue clothes.

Ning Yan glanced at it a few times and then withdrew his gaze, it wouldn't work if he didn't take it back! The little guy has his hands on his waist, and who knows what weapon is hidden.

"Master Taifu, don't come to harm!"

"Ning girl, when did you become so outlierable!"

Taifu said, his eyes leaning in. Doudou pulled Xiao Ping'an and played in the yard, and the crisp laughter echoed around.

When you are older, you attach importance to the bloodline of your offspring that ordinary people can't imagine.

"You brought Yang Jian very well."

"......" Yang Jian? Ning Yan reacted for a while, and then suddenly realized that Yang Jian was Doudou's name. I'm used to calling Doudou at home, but I'm still a little unaccustomed to saying names.

"Free-range, I didn't pay too much attention to it, I think it's just nature!"

When Ning Yan spoke, he looked at Mrs. Yang's gaze a little ...... I don't like it.

What a good child, what has been tossed into by their family.

Originally, I was going to welcome Taifu into the door.

Right now...... Ning Yan walked out of the courtyard and closed the door, not planning to let Mrs. Yang enter the door at all.

Why did you enter the door, Xiao Doudou finally raised him like a normal child, and let go of the hatred in his heart.

If it was because of the arrival of Mrs. Yang, if you think of those bad things, you really ......

"Taifu came here this time to accept cotton?"

"Hmm!"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Mrs. Yang's eyes.

Really...... Ning Yatou is a grudge.

I calculated this girl last time, and I really don't plan to let him see my good grandson at this time.

Before he could say something, Ning Yan's voice sounded in his ears: "Then go this way." ”

A cup of tea was not prepared for Mrs. Yang, and Ning Yan walked directly to the cotton that was being bounced.

The woman who was sitting at the gate of the village and was working at the moment saw Ning Yan leading Mrs. Yang walking on the road, and asked, "Village Chief, where are you taking Master Yang to?" ”

Mrs. Yang lived in the village for a long time, and many people in the village knew him.

Although the current Mrs. Yang is wearing a brocade dress, what about it......

The people in the village will not be stunned by such a set of clothes, after all, if they are replaced, they will not be able to afford such a set of clothes.

Well, I bought the same style.

Commonly known as high imitation.

Piracy existed in all eras.

Walking to the place where the cotton was kept, Ning Yan beckoned a warehouse keeper to open the warehouse door.

Mrs. Yang walked in.

The warehouse is not only filled with cotton, but also some cotton, cotton ropes, sweaters, and so on.

"These are the ...... of Gouziwan"

"Of course, nowhere else!" Ning Yan said.

Of course, Mrs. Yang also knew this truth, checked it in the warehouse, and reached out to touch a padded jacket.

The eye sockets are a little moist.

That's a good thing!

If the entire Daxuan is planted a little bit in every family, the number of people who freeze to death in winter can be reduced by half.

Similarly. The population will also increase by half, and the prosperous and powerful Daxuan, how dare foreign races offend.

"I'll have someone arrange the delivery immediately!"

Mrs. Yang finished speaking, and whispered something in the ear of the little girl beside him.

The shadow of the little guy disappeared in an instant.

The light work of this year...... Ning Yan was greedy.

It's a pity that it's already the child's mother.

It's a little late to learn light skills now.

Whether it's the body or the bones, I've missed the best age.

Poor and rich in martial arts, learning martial arts is not a simple matter, eating, drinking, and tonic can keep up, and you have to train since childhood

If the nutrition can't keep up, the most basic nutrition of the body is squeezed when the body is boiled, and you won't feel how to be when you're younger, and once you're a little older, you'll be so uncomfortable

Then the time will be supplemented.

It's already too late.

Retracting his thoughts, Ning Yan sent Mrs. Yang to Mr. Xue's house and came to Gouziwan, and Mrs. Yang must have wanted to see Mr. Xue.

After all, miracle doctors are not available everywhere.

See a doctor when you are sick, and prevent it if you don't get sick.

Sending Mrs. Yang to Mr. Xue's house, Ning Yan returned to his small courtyard.

Pull Lu Hanzhang out of the study. "You go to the mountains and bring you down!"

“？？” Lu Hanzhang looked at Ning Yan suspiciously, training his reaction ability, how could he say stop and stop.

"Mrs. Yang is back, I'm afraid I won't stay here for a long time, you go and bring Yu back, let him meet Mrs. Yang, in the end, he is an apprentice, if Mr. comes, it will be unreasonable to not see each other."

Although I don't like the way Mrs. Yang handled Doudou.

However, Ning Yan would not impose his feelings on Ning Youyu.

In the end, Mrs. Yang has also taught for more than half a year, and enlightenment is not simple.

Therefore, let Ning have the rest of the mountain to talk about the past.

Lu Hanzhang saw that Ning Yan had a firm attitude.

Nodding.

He put down the scroll in his hand, got up and ran up the mountain.

It's fast, and you can tread the snow without a trace!

Light work! Ning Yan was envious again.

Stretched out his hand and touched his stomach, although he was a little envious in his heart, but he could also be envious.

If you are unqualified and miss your age, instead of pursuing the progress of light skills, it is better to practice your hard kung fu at home.

Stood in front of the door for a long time.

Ning Yan walked towards the stove room.

There are a lot of greenhouse vegetables in the stove room, including garlic, celery, okra, chrysanthemum, and cucumbers.

The stove room has constant hot water all day long, so it is warm and dry, and the work in the dry stove room generally does not need to wear cotton clothes.

Wu Pozi held a half-eaten gherkin in her hand.

muttering that it's not clean here, not there, causes the people in the not too big stove to be busy.

Seeing Ning Yan coming, Wu Pozi hurriedly lowered her head: "The eldest lady is here?" Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Do you want to try fried noodles, the sauce was sent by Liu Erhei's daughter-in-law, if you want to make a big profit, we are ten miles and eight towns, and Liu Erhei's daughter-in-law makes it delicious, the sauce is fried in the oil pot with minced meat and garlic, and the taste is very beautiful! ”

Is "......" so beautiful?

The corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched.

It's not that she's too easily excited.

Be......

Granny Wu's expression is like what she has eaten.

"Okay, then cook a bowl of jajangmyeon."

"The eldest lady will go and rest first, and the old slave will send it to you when it is ready."

"Hmm!" Ning Yan nodded.

Turn around and walk towards the hall.

There is a bouquet of plum blossoms in the bottle in the hall, and the red plum gives the hall a touch of cool color.

Ordinary people don't pay attention to this.

I don't know who broke the plum.

Pinching the buds of Lamei, the red juice seeped out, Ning Yan glanced at it a few times, and wondered what to use to dye the cotton cloth.

I don't have a clue when I think about it.

What is used to dye cloth, there seems to be something called red orchid, but that one is used for rouge, what about dyeing cloth...... Ning Yan slowly emptied his head again.

She is a human being, and she is not a god, so she can't do anything, she has to give ordinary people a way to live.

Think so.

Ning Yan will no longer burn his brain on this issue.

Touching the belly that began to drum, sighing, what did you eat and spit out before, but now...... I want to eat everything.

The stomach is like a bottomless pit.

If it weren't for her better self-control, I'm afraid she would have become the first pregnant woman in the world to die.

The boiled noodles were brought up by Wu Pozi after a while.

Other people's fried noodles will be sprinkled with a few shredded cucumbers to neutralize the flavor of the miso.

But what......

The fried noodles eaten by Ning Yan did not have cucumber shreds.

Cucumber shreds are cold, and in winter, most people eat them, but pregnant women have to pay attention.

After all, pregnant women can't afford to get sick.

Don't dare to get sick.

However, the taste of jajangmyeon is still very good, and the garlic has a slight spicy flavor with a sauce aroma, and it is evenly spread on the noodles.

Suck it into your mouth, and eat a bowl of noodles with a slightly full stomach.

Ning Yan looked up at Granny Wu: "This noodle can be made a shop in the county seat." ”

"Really?"

Granny Wu's eyes were shining......

This...... Was there anything else going on while she didn't know?

Ning Yan looked at Granny Wu suspiciously.

Granny Wu laughed, she was old, it was easy to guess other people's thoughts, and after thinking about it, she opened her mouth and took the initiative to explain.