Chapter 140 140: He is raising pigs【Seeking a monthly ticket】
Zhai Huan is cold and introverted by nature. He is always serious in front of outsiders, but he never smiles with his relatives, especially his cousin Zhai Le who he grew up with, and he knows him best.
To put it vulgarly, Zhai Xiaofang pouted his ass, and he knew what kind of **** was brewing in this guy's stomach and what he was thinking.
then asked: "What is Xiaofang thinking?"
Zhai Huan smiled dangerously.
Zhai Le straightened his back subconsciously, and said in a timid voice: "I was just thinking... Brother, it seems... Can this matter go well?"
"Naturally, it's better to be messy."
The matter of taxation and silver may be a fuse.
Zhai Le suddenly looked up at his cousin, opened and closed his mouth to say something but didn't know where to start. He wiped the sweat from his palms on the top of his knees, and muttered: "It's fine somewhere... Brother, it's not like I didn't see the days of those common people..."
A stable situation is conducive to the people's recuperation.
Even small-scale fighting between villages will affect the lives of the people, let alone large and medium-sized wars that cost tens of thousands.
Thinking about the scene along the way, Zhai Le still hopes that there will be no war if there is no war, so that the people can live a peaceful life for a few days.
Brother, how could he not understand this truth?
"Hehe, Xiaofang's thinking is still too simple. The northwest is not a big place, but there are many people who make up their minds. Only by muddying the water can we know who is restless."
Zhai Huan knows that chaos in the northwest of the mainland will happen sooner or later, and the current situation is just the calm before the storm.
With or without that fuse, the ending is not bad.
The situation in the northwest of the mainland can basically be described in one sentence - the temple is small and the monster is strong, and the pool is shallow and the king is more than eight.
It seems to be a situation in which countries check and balance each other, but in fact it is a volcano that has enough energy and is waiting to erupt.
Zhai Le had no choice but to sigh.
Compared with the whole situation, the individual is too weak.
He couldn't help but slander—wasting time dealing with these things, it would be better to find brother Chen to drink and have fun, it's so refreshing!
Zhai Huan knew at a glance that his cousin couldn't sit still, and said with a smile: "You can go out to play, but you can't cause trouble in the near future. If there are strangers who want to make friends with you, you need to be more vigilant."
If the **** is really tax money—
Even if the sheriff hinted that it was a fake team to confuse the outside world, Zhai Huan did not dare to take it lightly. After all, those who are used to drilling camps, such as the sheriff, have a very low reputation. Who knows if what he said is true or false or tentative?
Even though he knew that his cousin was not a reckless man with no money, he was still worried that Zhai Le would be used unintentionally.
Zhai Le cupped his fists and pretended to accept the order.
Responded in a deep voice: "Brother, I dare not refuse to obey."
Zhai laughed and shook his head.
By the time the two brothers were talking, the chessboard had already been cleared up. He said, "Xiao Fang, play two games with me."
"Okay, but after the game is over, brother also wants to have a couple of drinks with brother." Shaking the wine jar he brought back from Shen Tang.
Zhai Huan laughed and said, "Okay, it's up to you."
Here is a good atmosphere of brothers and sisters, but Shen Tang's side is not so good-this starts with the fact that she went down the mountain with Chu Yao to enter the city today. Chu Yao was busy with work, so he informed another cheap student by the way, lest the butcher's family think that he had an accident and ran away.
Shen Tang was inconvenient to follow.
She made an appointment with Chu Yao to meet at a time and place, so she was so bored that she found a street corner and started her old business—selling wine and paintings.
Yes, you read that right, there are paintings for sale.
On-site painting, the price of portraits is not low, which is equivalent to a jar of wine. The people passing by were attracted by the aroma of the wine, and occasionally came to ask the price, but no one cared about the on-site painting package. Shen Tang was not in a hurry, wearing a rough reed hat, basking in the sun leisurely.
until-
A slightly familiar incense drilled into the tip of the nose.
"Mr. Gu, why is it you again?"
The young man felt quite amused: "This should be asked next time. It's been a while since I saw Shen Lang, how is Shen Lang doing?"
Shen Tang changed his lazy sitting posture of being a boneless fool, subconsciously sat upright, and smiled on the surface: "I am very good."
In my heart, I slandered a word of bad luck.
The person here is Shen Tang's natural nemesis—
Gu Chi!
This person's way of literati is simply a nightmare of talkativeness.
Xiaocheng said it was not big, but he said it was not small. He found a place to set up a stall, how could he always meet people like Gu Chi?
Gu Chi heard Shen Tang's thoughts, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
People who don't know this may think that Gu Chi is like a pervert who is squatting around Shen Tang, but they don't know that he just happened to pass by the next street. Under normal circumstances, the voices of ordinary people are chaotic, noisy and illogical. This young gentleman is different. When he is bored, he can compose a storybook in his heart. It is vivid and colorful, and he can't ignore it even if he wants to.
"Where is Qi Yuanliang? He didn't follow?"
"You mean Yuanliang? He stays at home to take care of the piglets. Those piglets have just been slaughtered and need someone to take care of them."
Shen Tang spoke surprisingly.
Gu Chi: "...???"
take care of…
Piggy? ? ?
"Qi Yuanliang ran off to raise pigs?" He was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears, and his expression was almost cracked—Qi Yuanliang, who was famous in the Northwest and had enemies everywhere, was mentioned by many forces, who was gnashing his teeth, and changed his career. A pig breeder?
Seeing his reaction, Shen Tang laughed out loud: "Strictly speaking, it should be my pig, but I want to go out, so I ask Yuan Liang to help take care of it. Why do you have this expression?"
Gu Chi: "...Really?"
Shen Tang: "It's absolutely true."
The bandits near Xiaocheng are not limited to the nest that Shen Tang and the others copied. There must always be a few capable guards in the lair, and Gong Shuwu or Shen Tang must always stay. Chu Yao lost his literary heart and had to follow others, so Shen Tang volunteered to follow.
Before she left, she urged Qishan to treat her pigs kindly. They were "castrated" and seriously injured, and they needed to be taken care of carefully. It's not just a litter of piglets, it's also her braised pork ribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised pork with preserved vegetables in the second half of the year...
Qishan's face was very ugly, but she still agreed.
Rounding up, praying that there is nothing wrong with raising pigs on the mountain.
Gu Chi smiled meaningfully: "I want to see it with my own eyes."
If he can eat a bite of the pig raised by Qishan, hum, even if the pork is too smelly to swallow, he can still eat two bowls!
Shen Tang said: "What's so interesting about that?"
Gu Chi secretly shook his head.
He has seen a lot of weird things in the world, but he has never seen Qishan Raising Pigs, and he can't imagine that scene.
I haven't seen it before, so it's rare, so it looks good.
Gu Chi seems to be chatting and also probing something: "Qi Yuanliang has nothing serious to do besides raising pigs recently?"
Shen Tang was dissatisfied and retorted: "Why is raising pigs undeserved?"
The people depend on food.
Things related to eating are all serious things!
Gu Chi knew that Shen Tang was on guard against him, and he didn't want to play around with useless topics: "It's going to be rough these days."
Unbelievers and prayers do not know this.
In order to pray for a good temper, it is impossible to raise pigs in a peaceful nest.
(end of this chapter)