He began to talk about the sickle again.

"Today, Li Qiao hit five big sickles in the blacksmith shop in the county seat, and he will be able to get them the day after tomorrow."

"But your scythe isn't there."

"The price of wheat sickle is relatively high, and it costs five hundred and ten wen for a handful. There is only one blacksmith shop in our county, and if you want to get the wheat sickle as soon as possible, then hurry to the blacksmith shop to get the big sickle, if you go late, you may not know when you can get the wheat sickle. ”

"But whether you get a scythe or not, you can come to the village in the evening after tomorrow to watch Li Qiao make wheat sickles."

Zhuang Fengshou finished saying everything that should be said, and then waved his hand and let everyone disperse.

The crowd was talking louder.

People who have never seen Mai Yao surrounded Li Dashan and asked questions about the east and west, and they also had to go to Li Liang's house to see Mai Yao.

Some people also surrounded Li Qiao, some asked how to make the wheat sickle, and some asked if the price could be lowered.

Tao Zhu did not go.

He made an appearance that he was interested in Mai Yao, and followed a few villagers to surround Li Qiao.

He hadn't seen this man during the day today, and he didn't want to leave......

"The scythe is very easy to make, and you can see it at a glance."

"As for the price, this is the price set by the blacksmith shop, but if the big guys go together, Shopkeeper Chen may lower the price for the sake of the large number of people."

Li Qiao smiled and answered everyone's questions.

Several villagers got the answers they wanted and left satisfied.

Tao Zhu could only follow these people to the village.

He couldn't hide the loss on his face.

This man didn't even give him a look......

Suddenly, his hand was grabbed, and he didn't have time to get angry, and then a bag of oiled paper was stuffed into his hand.

The black shadow flashed in front of him, and Li Qiao's familiar figure passed him and strode forward.

Tao Zhu: "......"

It wasn't until everyone had left that the heat on his cheeks dissipated.

He looked down at the oiled paper bag in his hand.

When I opened it, there were a few mung bean cakes inside.

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Chapter 11 Sending a hairpin Teach to make a wheat sickle

Li Qiao went to the dealer today to ask for help, so he deliberately brought half a catty of mung bean cake.

But Zhuang Fengshou was very optimistic about him, the prodigal son who turned back, and the Zhuang family's family was good, so he asked him to take back this half catty of mung bean cake.

Carry it back, and maybe you can see Brother Zhu when the whole village gathers later.

As a result, Li Qiao really saw Tao Zhu.

It was getting late, and he originally thought that it would be good to take a few glances like this, but who knew that after the crowd dispersed, Tao Zhu did not leave, but took the initiative to follow the villagers to him, and stared at him without blinking!

How does this teach him not to rejoice?

He couldn't help but pull someone's little hand - Tao Zhu is a little brother in the end, his hand is smaller than that of ordinary men, and he stuffed this half catty of mung bean cake into Tao Zhu's hand.

Thinking of Tao Zhu's moist and sparkling eyes, Li Qiao's steps were a lot lighter.

Hey, hey, it's a hand-in-hand today!

After returning home, Li Qiao went to bed early, and he had to go to the county seat tomorrow to sell fish.

Seven handfuls of wheat sickles were given to the original creditor, and all the money from the sale of fish in the past few days was thrown in.

Now that he has become a poor bastard again, he has to work harder if he wants to marry Brother Zhu back.

The next day, after Li Qiao finished selling the fish, he waited for about a quarter of an hour at the gate of the county seat, when Zhuang Fengshou, his second son Zhuang Wu, and two respected old men in the village came with an ox cart.

The price of wheat sickle is really high, and there is only one blacksmith shop in the county, relying only on this blacksmith shop, it is unrealistic to want to make wheat sickles for the whole village during the wheat harvest period.

Therefore, today Zhuang Fengshou brought two more convincing old men in the village to the county seat to see if he could find a solution.

After listening to Li Qiao and Zhuang Fengshou's intentions, Chen Laohan of the blacksmith shop was hot, and his heart was hot, what a big business!

And that's just the beginning!

Although he hadn't seen Mai Yao with his own eyes, it was enough to show that Mai Yao was a good thing to make everyone in a village so eager.

He couldn't hold back the smile on his face, he pointed to the northeast direction: "Brother Zhuang, don't worry, my eldest son is in Fucheng, and his father-in-law has opened a blacksmith shop in Fucheng, that blacksmith shop is more powerful than my brother's small shop, and it is not a problem to fight fifteen scythes a day!" ”

"I'll let my family go to Fucheng now!"

"Good!"

Zhuang Fengshou didn't expect to solve the problem so easily, and immediately clapped his hands happily.

The next step is to talk about the price.

Zhuang Fengshou wants a lot of scythes here, and Chen Laohan can reduce them by ten cents each, but Fucheng involves transportation, even if he wants more scythes, he can't reduce the price.

In the end, the group finalized the price, and the scythe of Chen Laohan's shop was 500 wen each.

On the other side of Fucheng, it is five hundred and ten wen.

As a landlord, Zhuang Fengshou was not short of money, and immediately paid a deposit of 100 handfuls.

After finishing their business, the group returned to the village.

After returning to the village, Li Qiao, Zhuang Wu, and the manor went up the mountain to cut down trees in preparation for tomorrow's wheat sickle, so they couldn't go to Tao Zhu.

Soon in the evening, Zhuang Fengshou gathered the villagers again and told the villagers the price negotiated today.

He gave the villagers time to think about it, and if he was willing to buy it, he would come to him when the scythe returned.

If he doesn't want to buy it because he thinks it's expensive, of course he won't force it.

After finishing the business, Zhuang Fengshou waved his hand and let everyone disperse.

Li Qiao saw the opportunity and was about to quietly stuff the remaining half a catty of mung bean cake to Tao Zhu, not wanting Li Liang to stop him.

"Little buckwheat!"

Li Liang laughed, walked a few steps to Li Qiao, and said loudly: "From tomorrow, you come to the house for dinner, you don't need to bring anything, you just go over." ”

"Huh?" Li Qiao was a little surprised: "Sister-in-law will agree?" ”

"Why don't you agree? She brought this up first! "Li Liang is in a good mood.

“…… Sister-in-law, this is? ”

Evil?

"Hey, hey, hey, hey." At the mention of this, Li Liang smiled, his mouth was almost grinning behind his ears, and the wrinkles on his face were also stretched.

Some villagers on the side couldn't stand it, and said directly to Li Qiao: "Li Qiao, if the villagers want to try the wheat sickle today, they will go to your eldest brother and sister-in-law, so most of the wheat in your eldest brother's house today is cut by the villagers!" ”

"No, I'll just go and work for half an hour!"

Another villager on the side spoke, but his tone was happy: "But it can be regarded as a tried, this wheat sickle needs to be skillful and heavy, and ordinary women and little brothers can't use it for a long time." But if the man wields it, it is really faster and less labor-saving than a small scythe. ”

This wheat sickle costs five hundred and ten wen, and the villagers are very cautious, afraid that it will be difficult to buy it back, so that hundreds of copper plates will be in vain.

Since the signboard played by the wheat sickle is fast and labor-saving, the villagers grabbed the wheat sickle and repeatedly tested the speed and strength.

Generally speaking, if you bend down to cut the wheat with a small sickle, you have to straighten up and rest for about a quarter of an hour.

But this wheat sickle does not need to bend down, as long as you use the right technique, you can cut the wheat and swish, without stopping for half an hour.

This durability is enough to prove that the wheat sickle is not a chicken rib, but a real artifact.

How can one not be happy about this?

Even if I did a day job for Li Liang's family, I was excited!

The villagers are happy to do day work, and Li Liang is even happier.

Moreover, tomorrow's wheat sickle has also been booked, and tomorrow someone will go to his house to do day labor!

"Xiao Qiao, you will go to eat at home tomorrow, your sister-in-law's cooking skills are not good, but they are definitely better than you."

"I'll go when I'm free."

Li Qiao figured out the reason and responded with a smile.

He has to sell fish now, and his schedule is different from that of Li Liang's family, so he can't get together.

Li Liang knew that he told Li Qiao to rest more, selling fish was hard work, Li Qiao had never done such heavy work before, he was afraid that Li Qiao would be tired.

Tao Zhu watched the scene of the Li family brothers and Le Rongrong not far away, he pursed his lips and turned to go home.

This man was indeed rotten enough to be on the side of his eldest brother in the past, but now he is smart, down-to-earth, capable and considerate.

Such a young man is worthy of the most beautiful girl and little brother in ten miles and eight villages.

Pretty good.

The prodigal son who turned back like this did not change the gold he gave him.

It's a pity that it's not his.

Suppressing the sorrow in his heart, he quickened his pace and walked home.

The wheat that his eldest brother used to make maltose did not become moldy this time, but what should he do next after the wheat sprouted, his eldest brother was confused.

But the next step had to be carried out, and his eldest brother began to boil the malt, fry the malt, steam the malt, and toss in different ways.

As a result, the amount of dry firewood consumed increased dramatically, and he had to go to bed quickly, and go up the mountain early tomorrow morning to collect dry firewood, and then go to the wheat field......