After 'handing over' the words on the scene, the old grandson took advantage of the fact that the Lan family had not yet reacted to anything, quickly turned around, and walked quickly towards the distance, for fear that he would walk slowly, be pulled by the Lan family, and be caught up in something that should not be said. In this way, it is not easy for the noble man to 'pay', and his own reward will be completely ruined.

As the old grandson went away, the well-trained coachmen's turnips were almost unloaded, and one by one, as they had come, they silently turned their horses' heads and drove the carriage towards the outside of the village.

In less than a quarter of an hour, those people and chariots and horses were gone, and the old grandson, the drummer, was even more gone, leaving only the Lan family with their mouths wide open and the mountain-like pile of radishes.

Of course, the lively villagers in Songpa Tun are still there. The Lan family, a peaceful mountain family, made such a big disturbance one after another, how could it not attract the attention of the big guys.

The people of the Lan family were confused, but the people who watched the excitement were chattering and guessing, guessing whether the Lan family was lucky to meet a nobleman, or someone secretly set a trap to rectify their family.

However, no matter what the villagers think of this matter, for those piled up of wilted radish, everyone still has a unified conclusion, although the old grandson said that he threw the radish here, but in the eyes of the villagers, the radish here is still the Lan family, no one will really believe the words of the drummer, thinking that these things are ownerless things, but they can be taken home casually. Of course, it was useless for them to take such wilted turnips, and naturally no one thought about it carefully.

Unable to deal with those random speculations, the father and Yun Fang, who first woke up, looked at each other, and the tacit father and daughter quickly reached a consensus. Yun Fang stretched out her hand and pulled her mother and sister, and her father dragged the mountains and stones one by one, and the family tacitly turned around and went back to their yard, covered their own big 'door', and went straight back to the back room.

There were no outsiders present, and my father's face suddenly fell, and he asked in a deep voice to the room of children and children, "Let's talk about it, what should we do?" ”

"What should I do?" Dashang's excited eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Dad, what's so bad about this, we should make a fortune!" ”

"Fortune?!" Dad's eyelids twitched, and he glared at Dashan fiercely, "Wealth is so easy to make money?" Can you grow your brain? ”

"Why don't I have a brain?" Dashan blushed suddenly, and said aggrievedly, "Those radishes are not what we want to come for, they are not given to us by others, oh, no, they are not what we picked up, even if those radishes are wilted, but as long as you look carefully, you can still find a small part that can be used, let's sell all those pickled into radish strips, not to mention that the big 'fat' pig money owed on credit can be repaid immediately, and the money for us to build a big yard is more than enough!" ”

Dashan was still aggrieved at first, but later he had already danced with his eyebrows, as if a lot of silver was piled up in front of him.

In fact, not only Dashan, but also Niang, Yunhua, and Xiaoshi heard Dashan's words about building another yard, and their hearts moved one by one, if the Lan family had another yard built by themselves, Xiaoshi and Yunhua would be able to marry in a dignified manner, and there would never be any gossip to slander them.

Even my father became depressed, and his eyes turned to the calm Yun Fang.

Yun Fang was not 'confused' by Dashan's wishful description, but asked softly, "Even if we pickle those radishes into radish strips, who will we sell them to?" ”

"Hasn't Steward Zhang of Fuxiang's old shop been waiting?!" Dashan shouted out loud without even thinking about it.

Yun Fang chuckled and shook his head, Dad had already understood what Yun Fang meant, and muttered, "Alas, it's Daddy's ghost who 'lost' his mind, and he wants to go wrong, he thinks about it." ”

"Daddy? You, what do you mean by that? Dashan looked at the calm Yunfang, and then at the annoyed father, and asked in confusion, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"That's wrong, Brother Dashan really thinks about this matter simply," Xiao Shi, who had already understood that this road would not work, was in a low mood for a while, but still patiently explained, "We have promised Steward Zhang not to pickle radish strips for others before the end of February this year, and also received money from others, how can we go back on our word?" If we do this regardless of our promise, even if Steward Zhang doesn't hold us accountable, he will definitely not buy our radish strips again. ”

"We're not pickling radish strips for other people's homes, we're helping our own families pickle them, then, can that steward still manage it?" Although Dashan was a little lacking in confidence, he still didn't give up and said, "Besides, without Steward Zhang, isn't there another home?" I heard Xiaozhu say that the people in the county town like to eat our radish strips, otherwise why would Fu Shen have set out so many at once? ”

Originally, the mother listened to Xiaoshi's words, and the joy on her face slowly dimmed. However, after listening to Dashan's words, she rekindled her hope and said softly, "His father, Dashan is not wrong, after all, we have pickled enough of what Steward Zhang wanted, and kept it secret for him according to his wishes, so it can be regarded as not breaking the promise." If we pickle all those radishes and sell them to other shops, it's okay, right? What do you say, Fang girl? ”

"No, no, we can't pickle this radish strip." Yun Fang shook his head resolutely and explained slowly, "You have all heard Xiaozhu say that the reason why Steward Zhang is in a hurry to ask for our radish strips is not because our radish strips are particularly delicious, and the people in the county town have reached the point where they must eat them. We can make Steward Zhang pay so much attention to it now, because someone can't get by with this radish strip and Fuxiang Laopu, and they are calling us as guns! ”

After a pause, Yun Fang's tone became more serious than ever, "Otherwise, why don't we even see people's faces, people have to give us so many radish, look at that posture, people have already 'touched' our bottom thoroughly, no matter what we say, people put down the radishes and leave, this is not to send us money, it is to send trouble, if you don't do it, you have to put our family into it, that is a big disaster!" ”

"Just, even if people want to use us as guns, our family won't get in," Dashan stiffened his neck, still unwillingly said, "He, they fight them, we just make money with our craft, we, we are bright, what are you afraid of?" ”

"Alas," Yun Fang sighed helplessly, so she had to make her words clear, and said, "Now there are no outsiders, I might as well say it directly, our pickled radish strips are said to be ancestral secret recipes, and the hard-earned money is earned." But everyone in our family knows that the reason why we can make money is because we don't have to 'spend' money to buy salt. If we are safe and stable, there will naturally be no big problems, but if we use this radish strip to intervene in the competition of those big shops in the county, according to the ability of those people, we will not be able to keep this matter 'exposed'. Once it is known that we are 'selfish' and have salt, I don't need to say it, everyone knows the consequences. ”

Salt has always been controlled by the government, selling 'private' salt is a capital crime, these fathers have already warned the family many times cautiously, and now when they hear Yun Fang talk about this serious consequence, everyone lowered their heads one by one, and Dashan was even more greedy and reckless for himself, and he was afraid of sweating profusely.

For a moment, a pin dropped to the ground could be heard in the room.

"Alas," Yun Hua, who had been silent, suddenly sighed softly, "I understand what Fang girl said, and I know that you and your father are both for the good of this family." It's just that so many radishes are thrown away like this, and I always feel that it's a pity, anyway, it's also hard to grow. ”

"That's also something that can't be helped," the mother also shook her head regretfully, "Those people are fighting and making evil, but they are talking about our family, and what are they doing piling up all the radishes outside our house." ”

"Look at the heart," Dashan shouted and stood up suddenly, "I'm going to find someone to 'get' those radishes into the field to smash them, so as to save me the trouble." ”

"Slow," Yun Fang called out to his impulsive brother and said thoughtfully, "It would be a pity if there were so many radishes that were soaked into dung." ”

"You, what the hell do you mean little girl?!" Dashan's eyes widened again all of a sudden, and he asked angrily, "It's you who said that these radishes can't be kept, and it's a pity that you say that the dung is a pity, you, what do you want us to do?!" ”

"I'm just saying that you can't pickle these radishes into radish strips, but ,......" Yun Fang grinned at the angry mountain, patted the position next to him, and motioned for the mountain to sit down, before continuing to explain, "I didn't say we didn't want these turnips." ”

"If they can't pickle radish strips, what do we want them for? Don't you feel comfortable with yourself? Dashan was confused by Yun Fang's words, his neck was stalked, and he asked with a pair of big eyes like a cow.

In fact, not only Dashan, but also Yunhua, Xiaoshi, and his father and mother all have the same questions, seeing that Dashan asked the doubts in their hearts, everyone looked up at Yunfang.

Dad's eyes lit up, and he pondered and asked, "Fang'er, you, do you have any other way to dispose of these wilted radish?" ”

"Hehe," Yun Fang smiled proudly, shook her little head, and said, "I'm my father's daughter, and I can't hide my father's thoughts." Since people have piled up all these wilted radishes at the 'door' of our house, we can't live up to their kindness too much. ”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Let's talk about the requirements of the gaga

Fifty collections have risen: 743 at present, 19 have risen, and 31 have reached the requirements of the increase.

300 red tickets have risen: 2,308 at present, 53 have risen, and 247 have met the requirements for additional changes.

Or 3,000 points: 80 points have risen so far, which is still early to add more.

Received a big support: I received a blue and purple shirt yesterday, and I have cashed in the gagen last night~