When God opens a door for man, He also opens a window for Him! But Mao Jue thinks, why is his door on the first floor and the window on the sixth floor?

The people in Mao's mansion must not believe it, these days, if you have milk, you are a mother, the Shen family is in charge of the finances, and the hearts of the people must be towards her, fortunately, his mother's family Wen is also a big family in Liaoyang, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there is still a bit of manpower.

But it's all crooked melons and cracked dates.

Let's take this hundred households Wenmeng as an example, his mother's younger brother, also his uncle, Mao Wenlong's brother-in-law, but he is a bad gambler, the knife almost didn't press the gambling table, he was dragged out by himself, and he didn't want to leave, and he kept watching the other bad gambler lose three times in a row, and lost his daughter to the gambling house, so he left satisfied.

Then Wen Shao, who looks dignified and upright, his cousin, what is wrong with him, he actually went to pimp, but the Wen family has never been an official, but he is also a decent person, his face has been lost by him, and he can't live or die in plain clothes on four streets, and he turned him out of the fat powder pile.

There are also a few distant cousins, cousins, who are not good at mixing, what butchers, poor soldiers who have lost their bottoms, weavers and shoe sellers, people who blow trumpets for funerals, and there is even a thief! I didn't find him, and the twenty taels of silver in his purse almost didn't go into his pocket.

"Fourth, you tell me about you who is unproductive, it's not good to steal anyone, dare to steal our young master! Damn, if the young master hadn't stopped me, Lao Tzu would have killed you today! ”

I don't know if this uncle really cares about himself, or if he loses the money and has nowhere to vent, he grabbed the distant eldest cousin He Siyong, who was a thief, and scolded him, and his cousin Wen Yuange, who was blowing the trumpet next to him, was pulling a frame on the side, and the eldest cousin who looked like the times was crying with a sad face, and he was sadly curling his mouse beard to distinguish it.

"Don't I see my face too? Just seeing a chick, do you get dizzy after not opening for months! ”

"Okay, shut up Lao Tzu!"

I was dizzy and dizzy, my head was a little bigger, I couldn't help it, knocking on the table Mao Jue was a roar, when it was time to shoot, I shot in Kyushu! In these years, it is not the seniority that determines the authority, but the identity, Mao Jue is angry, and a group of little uncles and cousins are all dumb.

"My mother's family, the Wen family, is also a big family, a decent family, look at you, what kind of virtue do you have? What kind of system? What face will you have to see your ancestors in the future? ”

"It's not that Liaoyang was occupied by Jiannu, the ancestral graves are gone, and they are all lonely ghosts when they die, what ancestors do you see!"

mentioned this, the eight people immediately followed the deflated plague chicken, Wen Meng also slapped the table sullenly, a word of sadness, Mao Jue was speechless when he listened, he was also uprooted, everyone is all the way, and he knows that he can't go home.

After being silent for a moment, his tone softened, and Mao Jue continued to teach in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"That's not a reason! You are all descendants of the Wen family, no matter what the situation, you have to think about the light lintel, like you, one by one, you are a lonely ghost after a hundred years, the Wen family has no sacrifice, who are you worthy of? ”

"I think so! But this look, how to shine on the lintel! ”

Trapped on the island, now that Houjin has developed to the current scale, Yuan Chonghuan is full of confidence that he can level Liao for five years, but they Liao people really have no confidence, Kaiyuan Tieling, Shenyang Liaoyang, Salhu 400,000 imperial army have been wiped out, and the main force of the imperial court is beaten in the area of Songshan Jinzhou and dare not show their heads, why fight back?

"The ancestors of our Wen family are not natives of Liaodong, they are also from the Guannei, Jiangxi, Yunnan generation of soldiers, the ancestors of the Wen family can create such a family business, why can't you?"

Seeing Mao Jue say this, a group of poor relatives couldn't help but raise their heads again, and He Siyong, who was a thief, first raised his head in amazement and asked.

"Young master, did you call us here today, did you give us another order?"

"Ahem~"

At the mention of this, Mao Jue couldn't help but stumble, cleared his throat, and said with a little confidence.

"Young Master Ben is also short of money, I came to you to find a way to get some money together!"

As soon as these words came out, several people's eyes lit up, especially Wen Shao, who was pimping, slapped his thigh excitedly: "Ah! ”

"I know a family, the Zhang Papi family who lives in the west of the city, damn it, started by putting money in the seal, it is so rich that it can be picked, and there is not even a reward when it comes, and there are a lot of rules for pointing fingers!"

"That's right! I've stepped on plates at this house! The thief's eldest cousin also became excited, and the two mouse's beards were up, and the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes lowered his voice.

"The silver of Zhang's peeling is stored under his second aunt's bed Taixiao Chunmei, grandma's, other families make babies to play at night, they are good, light the lamp and count the silver! I was greedy for the old man, if it weren't for the soldier patrolling too tightly and priing him, this time it's good, you have a young master! Lao He, I'll play with him! ”

"Young master, we Lao Wen also have a few brothers under his hands, who escaped from Liaoyang with me, and fought all the way to the current life and death brothers, using manpower, absolutely reliable! If it really doesn't work, let's give him a clean one, and then set fire to the house! When the time comes, the young master and the handsome will be able to explain! "Patting his chest, Uncle Wen is a hero.

But Mao Jue, who was said by a group of people, was dumbfounded, damn it, he accidentally made a criminal gang.

"Shut up Lao Tzu!"

…………

There is not much in Phi Dao, just a lot of sand! Especially the white sand, which covered a beach with white life, from hundreds of households to thieves, were called as coolies, holding shovels, pickaxes and dustpans to sift the sand there sweating profusely.

"I said, can this sand find money?"

The tired waist was about to be broken, He Siyong wiped a handful of sweat sadly, and slapped Wen Meng with his arm, muttering depressedly.

"Where do you know where to go?"

After gambling all morning, he didn't even drink saliva when he went to Mao Jue at noon, and Wen Meng's eyes were dizzy, but his uncle and nephew were quite confident, and while sifting it, he said uncertainly: "My sister, this child has been smart since he was a child, and he reads poetry and books, so he is called a rich man!" Maybe he watched the sky at night and figured out that there was golden sand in the sand? You're going to find it! ”

"Where the fuck is there golden sand!"

There was a lot of fine white sand that was crystal clear, but the shadow of the gold was not seen, but Wen Shao pushed a cart of hot sand and fell in front of them.

"Hey~ Tao!"

At the other end, leaning against a mud house by the sea, billowing black smoke was already rising from the small courtyard.

The geographical location of Phi Island is quite good, outside the mouth of the Yalu River, close to Dandong, a large port in the north of the later generations, near the North Korean Iron Mountain, whether coal resources or iron resources, here are very rich, the only lack is rice grain, in order to fight with the Houjin, Mao Wenlong asked North Korea for rice grain, North Korea South Sidao has to pay a lot of rice every year, which also caused a great contradiction between Mao Wenlong and North Korea.

But this matter has nothing to do with Mao Jue for the time being, the stove made of bricks and yellow mud more than two meters smoked his face black, regardless of the panic, Mao Jue still stared at the raging fire in the hearth.

It's very depressing, several brothers and relatives of the Wen family have three religions and nine streams, but there is no blacksmith, it took more than half an hour to make a fire in the afternoon, and it was finally lit, it has been burning all afternoon, the coal is crackling in the furnace, the furnace has burned red, and the faces of the people who are hot are hurting.

The name of the cousin who blows the trumpet is domineering enough, Wenyuan Pavilion, one of the places where the scholars of the Ming Dynasty work, but unfortunately, the name is domineering, but he is honest, a typical simple old farmer, on the side with He Siyong I don't know where to come out of the blacksmith skin to blow the wind and be roasted by the fire, this hall brother is also a trumpet-like voice shouting.

"Young master, this iron can be melted, isn't it okay?"

In fact, Mao Jue doesn't know if it's good or not, he doesn't take the shoe seller to buy it and hasn't come back yet, what can he do?

"It's not enough, you look at the furnace flame, the same body is red, the flame is not together, the green fire looms, the fire head is torn apart, at this time it is still far away from the furnace, when can the fire be burned into a lotus shape, you have to be patient in doing things, and then burn!"

Pointing to the stove, Mao Gou was talking nonsense, but the flickering Wen Yuange was stunned, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then took the stove hook to the furnace made of yellow mud and bricks, and the fire blowing the wind flew up again.

"Young Master, it's coming!"

This kung fu, Suyi was finally late, obviously a shoe seller carrying the burden, but she was tired and her little face was full of sweat, far away, full of excitement and shouting.

"Young master, alkaline noodles, feldspar powder, and lime powder, young master, you don't know, there are no in these cities, Ga Wazi and I deliberately went to the Taoist temple on the former island, and asked the old Taoist to grind it into powder with a flour mill, you see, it's okay!"

It can be seen that Suyi has taken a lot of effort, the little face is flushed, and a pair of big eyes are full of curiosity, but he reached out and grabbed a handful of feldspar powder, Mao Jue shook his head dissatisfied, and he didn't blame Suyi, flour is also a virtue in these years, pimples, and he can't get out of the fine powder and fine powder of white flour in later generations with a mill.

At this end, the shoe seller Ga Wazi had just put down his burden, and before he could take a breath, Mao Jue had already thrown a sieve over.

"Sif!"

This toss, almost an hour has passed. Eight silly men and one silly girl surrounded each other, watching Mao Jue sift the crystal clear sand, as well as lime powder, feldspar powder, and alkaline noodles little by little, and poured them into a black stone pot.

"Hey, young master, it hasn't been burned into a lotus shape yet!"

Seeing that Mao Jue's tongs were sent directly to the stove with the stone pot, Wen Yuange hurriedly called to the side, and before he finished speaking, Su Yi had already slapped him on the back of the head.

"What's the name of the ghost, the young master knows it in his heart, and then add wind!"

The leather drum was whistling into the hearth again, and the flames enveloped the stone pot, and gradually, the powder actually melted, and a stream of crystalline viscous liquid with orange color filled the bottom of the pot.

"Ruri!"

Wen Baihu was the first to exclaim, and Su Yi was a straight stroke of excitement.

"Wow, young master, god!"