Chapter 68: The Way of Others
When Liang Fuxing saw Zhang Shaofei, his anger did not subside, and he sprayed all the resentment in his stomach that was beaten by his wife at him: "Ah Fei, since you came to Yunwu Mountain, what am I sorry for you?" But this morning you reversed the pig's intestines in Taipingwei and helped that Shi Deren speak. Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you up hard?! With that, he raised his fist at Zhang Shaofei.
Liang Futian stopped him: "Brother Fuxing, don't hurt your liver, Zhang Shaofei is here to rescue you now." ”
Liang Fuxing didn't believe it: "Come and save me? Does he have the land and the land to count for me? ”
"I don't have a field or land in Yunwu Mountain, but I have this." Zhang Shaofei pointed to his head.
Liang Fuxing snorted, and said angrily: "You have a head?" I have brains too! ”
"Don't blame me for stabbing you with a needle, Brother Fuxing, you have a pig's head, but Ah Fei has a smart head." Liang Futian saw Liang Fuxing looking at him unconvinced, so he pointed out, "Ah Fei thought of a good way for you." ”
Liang Fuxing still didn't believe it: "I'm dying, what else can you do?" ”
Zhang Shaofei's expression was very relaxed when he spoke: "There is a plan to eat a plan, but there is no plan to eat mud." Fu Xingbo, this method, sell the land and sell the land, and even sell the house. ”
"Hey, there's such a good way?" Liang Fuxing's demeanor became calmer, urging, "Ah Fei, tell it quickly!" ”
So, Zhang Shaofei told his method.
Liang Futian nodded frequently after hearing this, and finally said: "Ah Fei, I didn't expect you to come up with such a good solution." ”
Liang Fuxing is the party, stretching his neck to listen.
Listening, listening, first the gloom on his face gradually dissipated, and finally he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, held Zhang Shaofei's hand tightly, and apologized: "Ah Fei, your method is really good, it can be regarded as saving my family's life." I blame you for being so angry with you when I was in the polder this morning. ”
Liang Futian pointed at Liang Fuxing: "Look at the pitiful appearance of your lost soul after losing a bet in the polder market today, and now you have become tofu scum and fell into the water - your body is loose." ”
Liang Fuxing apologized: "Ah Fei, I hope you are an adult with a lot, don't worry about me as a villain." Anyway, now I'm replacing wine with tea, and I'm toasting you. Come! ”
The three of them talked, talked, and laughed openly.
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Besides, this guy Shi Deren made a bet with Liang Fuxing in the polder this morning, and won the four hundred dougu promised by both sides with a little trickery, and returned to Yangshan Village and said to his family proudly: "The cultivators are too hard, the sun and rain are exposed, how many catties of grain can be harvested all year round?" Today, I made a little trick and made a lot of money all at once. ”
That night, he had a sweet dream in which his family's granary was suddenly full of rice, and he laughed "card, card" in the dream.
Shi Deren's wife was woken up by the dream words, slapped his ass violently, and asked, "Are you stupid to laugh like this in the middle of the night?" ”
Shi Deren rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Am I stupid? No! I'm dreaming a lot! ”
His wife said in a sarcastic tone, "Sweet dreams, sweet dreams." What a beautiful dream wakes up and just gets an orange. ”
Oranges are round. The phrase "get an orange" means "equal to zero" locally.
Shi Deren is still happy: "This time I am a dream come true. Wait and see, I'll come back from Cloud Mountain tomorrow afternoon, and I'm sure you'll be laughing and throwing your teeth big! ”
Early the next morning, Shi Deren ran around to hire a porter.
The people around him knew that Shi Deren was an iron rooster who was not plucked, and they were afraid that he would repay his debts when he crossed the bridge and drew the board, so he was unwilling to go to Yunwu Mountain to pick the valley for him. Therefore, he had to pay a higher salary, and claimed that those who went up the mountain to help him pick grain would get twenty pounds of grain each, and they would cash it out first. In this way, it was not easy to get together enough for a hundred porters. In order to ensure that Liang Fuxing would not repent, he also rewarded Mo Wen'an with a special reward of 200 catties of grain, and asked him to go up to Yunwu Mountain to testify on the spot.
This salary and reward cost Shi Deren a total of more than 2,000 catties of grain, which really made him feel distressed for a while, but later, he used the iron abacus to dial back and forth a few times, and calculated that even so, he earned more than 7,000 catties of grain for nothing. "Yo, this is a big pie from the sky!"
The cloudless sky was as blue as transparent crystal. The sun poured countless heat waves down on the ground, and the earth rose like a steamer. The air was so hot that it froze. The dragonflies, which usually like to fly and chase, now retreated to the shade of the trees, not daring to move, as if afraid that the fierce sunlight would burn their thin wings.
Shi Deren wanted to wait until the afternoon to come up the mountain, but his greedy desire made it impossible for him to sit still, so he couldn't wait to take Mo Wen'an and seven or eight of his entourage thugs, followed by a hundred porters he hired, each carrying two large empty baskets, and went up to Yunwu Mountain, pointing directly at Liangtianzhai.
Shi Deren's feet are not very good, and he walks with a limp, but money can make ghosts grind. Thinking that so many grains were about to arrive, he didn't feel bitter or tired at this time. On the way up the mountain, he was so excited that he hummed a mountain song as he walked.
And Liang Tianzhai here, Liang Fuxing went home yesterday after hearing Zhang Shaofei told him about the "good way", the gloomy clouds on his face swept away, this morning he was ready, put a basket of grain at the gate of his house, and also put a bamboo tea table under the shade of the white magnolia tree in front of the door, put a tea tray on it, brewed the camellia picked before the Qingming Festival, and drank slowly with Zhang Shaofei and Liang Futian in the shade, waiting for Shi Deren's arrival.
The sun gradually shifted to the west, and Liang Fuxing couldn't help but walk to a high pier in front of the stockade and look down the path down the mountain.
When he saw the team of hundreds of people carrying empty baskets slowly squirming up from the bottom of the mountain like a long snake, Liang Fuxing ran back and told Zhang Shaofei that Shi Deren was coming to the stockade soon.
Zhang Shaofei laughed: "Uncle Fuxing, the sky dropped a big pie for Shi Deren, where would he let it go." ”
Liang Futian raised his bamboo pole long pipe, took a sharp puff, then spit out a few wisps of smoke, and said coldly: "He is an iron rooster and refuses to pull out a single hair on his body, but as soon as there is oil and water, he immediately flies over like a rope." ”
Liang Fuxing said to Zhang Shaofei: "I am a good handle for working in the mountains, but I can't argue with others." Ah Fei, you have a pattern and a way to speak, reasonable and modest, and you will stand up and speak for me later. ”
Zhang Shaofei nodded in response: "Don't worry." I still said it yesterday morning in the polder market, that is, to help the care and not to help the relatives. Now it's not on Shi Deren's side, of course I'll do my best to help you. ”
After another bag of cigarettes, Shi Deren led the team of porters into Liangtianzhai and came to the door of Liang Fuxing's house.
Liang Fuxing greeted him and looked at Shi Deren: "You are finally here." ”
Shi Deren was anxious, and he also walked in a hurry when he went up the mountain, making the atmosphere gasp, and even the overnight wind stove could be blown. The weather was very hot again, and he wiped the beads of sweat like soybeans on his face, and said, "Harvest early, I'll collect the money from you now, and I have other things to do later." ”
Zhang Shaofei's words were thorny: "For you, what is bigger than the matter of coming to collect today?" ”
Shi Deren pointed to the team of porters he brought and asked Liang Fuxing: "Look, the people I hired to pick the valley have all brought, and your four hundred buckets of grain should be ready." ”
Liang Fuxing nodded and replied, "Ready." ”
Shi Deren slapped his thigh happily, stretched out his thumb again, and praised: "Keep your word, Liang Fuxing, Liang Fuxing, you are really a good man who is trustworthy." ”
Liang Fuxing said lightly: "I am willing to gamble and lose." ”
Shi Deren stretched his neck, looked around with triangular eyes, but he didn't see a mountain-like pile of grain, so he asked, "Where do you put your four hundred buckets of grain?" In the yard, or in the warehouse? ”
Liang Fuxing pointed to the basket of grain placed at the door and replied, "It's all here." ”
"All here?" Shi Deren stretched out his fingers, and in front of Liang Fuxing and Zhang Shaofei's faces, he calculated seriously: "I have already calculated when I returned home last night, one bucket of grain is twenty-five catties, and four hundred buckets of grain should be ten thousand catties. Your basket of grain can hold up to fifty catties of grain, how can all the four hundred buckets of grain I came to collect this time be in it? ”
Liang Fuxing pointed to the basket and affirmed: "Yes, all the four hundred buckets of grain you want to collect are in this basket." ”
Zhang Shaofei stepped forward and said, "Uncle Fu Xing is telling the truth. ”
Shi Deren said uncertainly: "I think this basket can only hold two buckets of grain at most, how can there be four hundred buckets of grain in it?" ”
"Bucket? Are you referring to the bucket that is used to measure things on weekdays? Liang Fuxing gave his reason, "The fight I was referring to when I bet with you in the polder market is not that kind of fight!" ”
Shi Deren trembled in his heart: "So, what else is there to fight?" ”
Zhang Shaofei pointed to the long-pole bamboo pipe in Liang Futian's hand and replied, "This is the kind of bucket." ”
"You're talking about pipes?" Shi Deren said casually.
Liang Futian put the long bamboo pipe in his mouth, deliberately took a big puff, spit out a few light blue smoke rings, and then patted the pipe with his hand, and said proudly, "Yes, this is the pipe!" ”
Shi Deren was not reconciled: "Is there such a strange fight in the world for measuring grains?" ”
Zhang Shaofei took the pipe from Liang Futian's hand, bent down and knocked the pipe to the ground a few times, knocked out all the burning tobacco, and then handed the pipe to the tip of Shi Deren's nose and shook it: "This is what Uncle Fu Xingbo talked about when he made a bet with you in the polder!" He deliberately raised the sound of the word "dou" an octave.
Shi Deren didn't expect such an abrupt situation, his eyes widened, and he asked, "What?" You bet with me that you're referring to the pipe? ”
Liang Fuxing said loudly: "Yes! At the time, I was referring to the pipe. ”