The two talked and laughed and continued to move forward, and when they were about to arrive at Peiguo, they were no longer two.

From two to four or five, and then to twenty or thirty, and to go together.

From afar, before I could see the newly built houses, I heard a commotion, and I don't know whose bull took advantage of the warmth of the spring to lie on the back of the cow, and a group of people laughed around it.

"Lie down, if you don't lie down again, I'm going to drive you to the shelf!"

"It doesn't matter if you are a cow or a horse, let him see that you are not lying down, he will have to punish you...... If you don't deserve it, you have to deserve it. ”

"Don't learn rhubarb, it's so big, the female cow can't resist it, and every breeding has to be put on the shelf. The wooden frame made by Mr. Mo Zhai is sturdy......"

Many people watched there, teasing a few words and bursting into laughter.

In the distance stood a wooden shelf with a large bullock tied to it. The bull was too big and the cow was too small, so he made something like a torture instrument.

The businessman said that this ink man is really in charge of a lot, even the small things of cattle intercourse.

Amid the laughter of a crowd, the not-so-huge bull, ignoring the many people next to him, finally completed his task and mooed a few times.

But look at the incomparably strong rhubarb tied to the shelf, and after two screams, he was driven away.

Wei Kan's heart is warm, and his heart says that in this way, there will be another calf next year. It's a pity that it's not the strongest bull, but I'm afraid it may not be the best.

The cow was born, and it was not his, but after all, it was from Peixian, it was from the ink people, and it was for the people who wanted to benefit the world.

Seeing the lively crowd did not disperse, talking about who would get a cow and horse next year in each village community, greeting each other, or saying which township and which pavilion they belonged to if they didn't know each other.

Wei also leaned over and chatted a few words.

It had nothing to do with him, but he liked this kind of conversation about looking forward to a better future, because he had often fantasized about it for more than a year, and he dared to think about it.

"There are a lot of people today. The people of the five towns and eighteen pavilions have all sent people? ”

"The wheat harvest is coming soon, and the inkers should teach them to stack the wheat to prevent a burst of rain."

"Yes, yes, it turns out that the wheat harvest season is autumn, how can it rain? If you can't learn this, you'll have to sprout all the sprouts, and you can only sell it to the winery. ”

"Last time, the grandson and Shi were arguing on stage here because of the wine shop, and in the end they still won. I don't understand the words of the grandson, but I can understand the words of the suitable, and in the end, the ink people agree with his words. ”

The person next to him sneered: "What do you understand?" Now that you understand, let's make it clear, or learn how to stack wheat. ”

Laughing loudly for a while, Wei Xin said, I learned the method of stacking wheat when I was in Shangqiu, but I don't need to learn it.

There was a faint sense of self-satisfaction in his heart, and he asked again: "Why are there so many people in Peiguo Township today?" Are they all here to learn how to stack wheat? ”

A few people next to him said: "It's not, just go to a few people in the pavilion to learn." Today I came to draw the mills of each pavilion in Hongo. ”

"Yes, after eating wheat flour, they all want to harvest wheat and eat wheat flour, who wants to eat steamed wheat? Today, I will draw the length of the bamboo sticks and turn them back one by one. It was too chaotic over there, and the people from our pavilion were waiting outside first. ”

The children at home were also looking forward to eating fried ladders again, so they had to change the wheat flour to buy some. This year, the fields of the village community are made of fermented manure taught by the Moshijiao, and it looks like there are more useless ones. I'll use this method for next year. Chickens, guineas, dogs, cows, horses, and more dung, and then those seeds that produce several stones per mu, and the land is there, as long as there is strength, the tax will not change, and I will see this happy land as well. ”

Wei thought for a moment and smiled, "That's just as well." Whoever eats wheat flour will not want to eat steamed wheat again. A year ago, there was no such annoyance, and there was still a struggle for the mill. ”

Everyone next to him laughed, and then thought of the delicacy of wheat flour, and then thought of the benefits of the ink man, and said many other things one by one.

But no matter what you talk about, it seems that ink writers are indispensable.

The merchant who followed behind Wei said secretly: "It's strange, why do you have to draw lots for this kind of thing? Wouldn't it be good to choose one person at random and ask the pavilion chief to inform him? Ink writers can sometimes be a little stupid in doing things. ”

He was pondering when he heard a person in the distance holding a strange pottery cage like a morning glory and shouting, "Xiao Caoting's! Xiao Caoting's! I went to the order of the mill. ”

A few people were talking here, and they responded one after another, and squeezed over to that side.

In addition to the people here, there are many similar people gathered on the roads of Peiguo, and unlike the farmers elsewhere, all with smiles on their faces.

The whole Peiguo seems to be chaotic, but there are often villagers wearing leather armor and holding Changge to patrol, although it is chaotic, no one dares to take the opportunity to make trouble.

In the distance stood several logs, on which hung more than twenty dried dead people.

Some of them have obviously been hanging for half a year, and some of them have obviously been hung up recently, swaying back and forth with the wind, but the people next to them don't take it seriously.

The merchant had the heart to take another look, so he asked Wei, "Aren't you going to deliver dung and nitrate?" I'm going with you to buy some seeds. ”

When Wei heard this, he had no doubts, and people often came here to buy those seeds of the new grain, wiped his sweat and said: "It will be delivered tomorrow at noon, and at this time it is busy doing other things there, so first find a place to sleep and eat something." Since you are coming to Peiguo for the first time, I am afraid that you don't understand the rules here, so come with me. ”

"It takes until the tenth day of the first month to buy cereal seeds, and the Pei County Government is newly built, and there is a shortage of manpower, so it is not possible every day."

The merchant hurriedly said, "Thank you so much." ”

The reed pushed the inkman, bypassing the crowd and walking towards a large mud house.

There were quite a few people inside, and a few of them were sharing the wheat straw inside, and the ground was separated from the damp ground by wood, apparently a sleeping place.

Wei explained: "There are all pavilions, and if you are in a hurry, you can rest here for the night." The wheat grass inside cannot be moved at will, so if you want to make your own food, you can go outside to collect firewood, and if you want to eat outside, you can also eat outside. ”

The merchant looked at the reeds and saw that he did not seem to have any rice balls and corn on him, and that he did not have a clay pot with him. Wei scratched his head and smiled: "It's rare to come to Pei Guo once, so I will eat some good ones." It's not worth a few dollars, and the wheat will be harvested soon, and the beans will be planted again, and they will be used for two years a year, and the tax will not be increased, and they will be eaten once in a while. ”

The merchant also said: "I have long heard that the ink man has wheat flour, fried dough sticks, ladders, soy milk and other foods, and he really wants to eat them." ”

The two of them chose a place to sleep, put the wooden sign on it, and brought some wheat straw for sleeping at night.

He went out again, and pushed the cart to a clearing, where there were already a lot of carts, wagons, or oxcarts.

An old widower sat on the side, and the reed parked the ink cart in a shady place with a reed mat, afraid of the rain, and went to the old widower to receive half of the contract.

The old widower handed over half of the letter with the merchant's strange symbol written on it and said, "Don't lose it, you can't get it back if you lose it." Don't make trouble, the soldier next to him caught this very strictly, someone was whipped twenty lashes yesterday. ”

Wei took it with a smile, and said in his heart that those who were pumped must have come here less, and the rules can be strict.

After carefully putting away the half of the contract, and walking about two hundred steps north, I heard a shout in the distance, and a burst of fragrance wafted from it.

A mud house, in front of which was also a reed mat propped up, boiling water was boiling in several large clay jars next to it, and a helper pulling a leather basket there was shirtless and sweaty.

Wei pointed to the sweaty helper and whispered: "Wu Zhu disciples, what about serving here, these cooking and food businesses are most eager for someone to make mistakes, otherwise they are all busy farming now, if they don't make mistakes, who will do such work?" ”

Seeing that the man had no chains or ropes, the merchant said that this was not the same as those slaves, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you run?" ”

"If you flee from service, the length of service will be doubled. He has nothing to add, and if he escapes, he can be killed. This is the rule set by the people, where dare to escape? There is food and drink here, and where can you run? How can you be so comfortable in the mountains and forests? ”

Wei explained some rules again, looked up and saw a few words written on the wall, patted his head and smiled: "You asked me before if I could read, but in fact, although I can only write those words, I know a lot of words." I recognized the words on the wall, such as rice, wine, wheat cakes, soup, and fish. ”

The merchant also laughed, looked up at the words on it, and said in his heart that this word was really strange, it looked like a word, but it didn't look like it. If there are no three points next to this wine word, it is very similar, but it is not after all.

Looking at the people who were eating next to me, I felt even more strange in my heart, these people were not sitting on their knees or each with a small table, but sitting on some horizontal logs.

At the higher part of the horizontal log, it is made of a row of wood, wide and long, which looks like a horizontal pestle shield.

Those who ate were obviously accustomed to sitting on the beams, chatting with the people next to them while eating, and talking more about the wheat harvest in a few days, or what they had seen and heard in the village.

Although it says wine, it is rarely drunk, just because it is expensive, it is really not something that these village people can bear, even if this year is good and it seems to be able to harvest two seasons, but it is still less.

The merchant found a place where there were few people and sat down, and each of them asked for their own food.

The merchants didn't know much, as long as they heard a few things in Taoyi Shangqiu, but most of them didn't.

Wei asked for a large bowl of fish ball soup, which was the fish in the nearby river, all of which were smashed with stones, mixed with wheat flour, and thrown into the hot soup.

I asked for two more baked hard wheat cakes to soak in, snorted and ate a few bites, and said, "This soup doesn't cost money, but the fish balls cost money." If you don't have money, you can just bring rice made of corn and ask for a bowl to drink. ”

After a few sips, I was talking to the merchant about making a fish basket in Shangqiu Village a year ago, when I heard a woman behind me shouting: "Brother, why are you here?" ”

As the woman spoke, she turned around and said a few words to the person behind her, and Wei looked back and saw that it was her sister Luhua, who did not answer her sister's question, but asked the same question.

The brother and sister looked at each other, but did not answer, but laughed first.

The man dressed as a merchant looked at the woman, whose complexion was a little dark from the sun, and thought that her eyebrows and eyes were very good, but she was dressed very strangely.

Dressed in a white, Peixian robe called ghost cloth or cotton cloth, and a strange crown hat on his head, women rarely wear crowns, which is extremely unusual.

The fabric of the crown is very long, and all the hair is tucked inside, and it is impossible to see what the hair looks like inside.

On his shoulder was a sack of sackcloth, bulging and bulging with some of the contents.

The merchant felt that it was a bit like the clothes worn by the Chu people, but it was not the same, in short, it was not like the clothes of a normal woman.

The merchant did not know that such a strange costume, which seemed strange to him, was loved and respected in all parts of Pei County. This is the clothing worn by people who can cure the sick, and it may only cure a few diseases, but at least it can cure them.

Even if it is small, no one has tried to cure it before. The least there is, and it is countless times higher than not.

The merchant faintly heard the conversation between the brother and sister, and the woman was probably the witch doctor of the ink man. In his opinion, the witch doctors are not divided, but he does not know that they are already separated within the ink man.

The cloth pockets that were slung over their shoulders contained herbs, some of which the merchants had never heard of, but who could cure snakebites if they heard the woman's meaning.

It sounded as if the woman was going to go to the various village pavilions with the witch doctors of the ink masters behind her, preparing to deal with the poisonous snake bites during the wheat harvest, and at the same time collecting some herbs that had been passed down from each village pavilion to treat diseases, and sorting them out.

The merchant smiled secretly, thinking to himself that these ink writers are really weird, it seems that they have to take care of everything, as long as they pay taxes, what do these things have to do with the rulers?

Even if they have learned these now, even if Xihe Shou and Ji Chongjun want to use this method, who will do it?

There are many people in the world who can spare their lives for the benefit of the world in Peiyi, where to find them? Besides, if such a person is born like this, why don't you go directly to the ink person?

At the end of the hearing, he seemed to faintly hear that the woman seemed to be very familiar with him, and he did not hide the meaning of lovesickness, which was mostly the case at this time.

It's just that it's a little gloomy when it is mentioned, and it seems to be rare nowadays, and everyone is busy.

But the gloom quickly dissipated, and in exchange for a mind that a businessman had never seen before, and that a woman should not have, was to do things and be busy.

Ka Ka Gege talked about the money he had paid last month, straw silk, beautiful clothes, bristle brushes to brush his teeth, etc., or even if he learned to write a few words, any of them could be said for a long time, and it didn't sound dull to be an older brother.

After the brother and sister said a few more words, they finally separated, and the woman left with the few ink men behind her who were dressed like Chu witches.

Wei seemed to be still recalling the rare words that the little sister said just now about lovesickness and admiration, and finally sighed and shook her head.

But somehow, the merchant suddenly thought of a poem in it, and sang silently in his heart: "Yu Yu girl, there is no delay!" The skewness of the scholar can still be said. The woman's timidity cannot be said. ”

I also thought that the person could get rid of it, but he could do things to make a name for himself, and the woman just now also had a faint intention to do things and become a business, but I was afraid that it might not be able to get rid of it.