Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

When the shopkeeper Zhang said the above words, Ling Jingxuan was still a little careless. When he talked about conscription, Ling Jingxuan frowned fiercely. He didn't care. Don't pay attention, plus what happened yesterday, once the military service is over, they will definitely let Jing Peng go? Damn, why didn't you come early and late, but it came at this time? In this age of cold weapons, isn't being a soldier equal to dying?

"But you don't have to worry too much. If you really don't want to let your relatives go, just twenty taels of silver will do."

He didn't notice the murderous aura in his eyes. Seeing that he frowned, Manager Zhang thought he was simply worried, and hurriedly told him how to remedy it. The imperial court fought all the year round, the treasury was not sufficient, and military spending was also very tight. As important as people "Well, thank you Brother Zhang for telling me about this."

The murderous aura disappeared in an instant, Ling Jingxuan clasped his fists and cupped his hands at him, a faint smile appeared on his face, there has never been an absolute good or bad thing in this world, and conscription may be a good opportunity.

"Brother Ling, you're being polite, I'll just say it casually, it's not worth being so polite."

As soon as I heard his name, I knew that their relationship was a step closer. In this regard, Manager Zhang expressed that he was very happy. He really liked this kid who was scolded by everyone. I don't know why, but he always had a strange feeling. I have a hunch, this child is definitely not in the pool! "Haha... I have nothing to thank you for this. These are the mushrooms I picked in the mountains. The shopkeeper should bring some back to eat."

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan didn't say much. He stood up and picked up a tattered dustpan from the cabinet next to him. The mushrooms they picked yesterday were soaked in the water of Crescent Moon Spring and dried in it. They are still fresh.

"What?! Mushrooms?"

The shopkeeper grabbed the dustpan excitedly, picked up one of the mushrooms with his right hand and took a sniff. After a while, he looked at Ling Jingxuan and asked cautiously, "Can you identify mushrooms?"

"Yes, it's weird?"

Nodding strangely, Danfeng's eyes could not help but be stained with a trace of doubt, not to mention that he already has medical skills, even an ordinary person, it should not be difficult to identify some edible mushrooms, right?

"How is that possible? Do you know how precious mushrooms are? There is a special profession in the capital called mushroom discerner, which is basically used by various restaurants or royal families. Even they sometimes make mistakes and pick up poisonous ones. Mushrooms, people die because of this almost every year. It is said that this mushroom recognizer is passed down from generation to generation. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to teach it to outsiders. How did you learn it?

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan finally knew why he was excited, and suddenly remembered that when he was picking mushrooms for the first time that day, Xiao Baozi had also asked him that those mushrooms were poisonous, so he picked them up. The steamed buns are young, I don't know that this thing can be eaten, but I didn't expect that there is such a meaning in it, hehe? ? Can he say he has found a way to make a fortune again?

"When I was young, I met a barefoot doctor who traveled all over the world. He taught me medical skills and also taught me how to identify mushrooms."

Ling Jingxuan casually makes up a character, no one will check it anyway, right?

"No wonder, I said Brother Ling, you are really lucky. If you can pick more mushrooms in the future, you must send them to our Xinyuan Restaurant first. Don't worry, I will definitely give you a good price."

The shopkeeper didn't think too much, patted him on the shoulder and laughed loudly, not forgetting to pull out a cloth from his arms to wrap all the mushrooms in the dustpan, this is a good thing.

"Thank you, brother, it seems that the jam is finished. Let's go and see."

It was not yet the season for mushrooms to multiply, Ling Jingxuan didn't plan to say more, he put one hand behind his back and made a gesture of invitation, the shopkeeper happily hugged the mushroom wrapped in baggage, his eyes filled with red luǒluǒ satisfaction.

With the concerted efforts of Ling Jingpeng and a few guys, one hundred tins of jam were soon finished. By the way, they also weighed the fish. There were thirty-five fish, one hundred and thirty jin, ten cents per jin, and one pound. Thousands of three hundred dollars, the shopkeeper wanted to give money, Ling Jingxuan thought that it was a long-term supply anyway, so he told him to settle the bill every ten days to avoid trouble, and the shopkeeper readily agreed.

"Dad, Daddy?? Is all this money ours?" After sending the shopkeeper away, the brothers turned back to the house one after another. Before they even entered the door, Ling Wen, who was carrying the burden, ran out with a blushing face. Ling Wu He followed behind him excitedly.

Seeing his appearance of being a financial fan, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing. He led them into the main room and sat down before saying slowly, "Yes, there are a total of one hundred taels. Manager Zhang signed a long-term cooperation contract with us, and there will be more in the future. Not only that, but our shopkeeper Yu Zhang also asked for it together. From now on, he will send someone to his house to pick up the mushrooms, as well as those mushrooms that Daddy picked. The shopkeeper said that it was a good thing, more expensive than meat. It is said that if we can get more, we must sell it to him, so that our family has more income, you should be more at ease in the future, right?"

Alas, my son loves money, and he can only make money as a father.

"Really?! After that, don't eat the mushrooms we pick by ourselves. Let's keep them all and sell them for money." Ling Wen made a decisive decision after hearing this.

"Huh?" Ling Jingxuan's forehead turned black, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "What a small article, mushrooms are the only nutritious food in our family's food, how can we sell them all?"

So when can he turn them into meat buns?

"What's the matter? I've already thought about it. Dad, didn't you say that mushrooms are more expensive than meat? Let's use the money from selling mushrooms to catch two little piglets back. After the Chinese New Year is fattened, we can kill the New Year's Eve. What about pigs?"

Look at what he says so clearly, Ling

Jing Xuan just wanted to kill himself by hitting him head on. He had nothing to do with telling him that mushrooms could be sold. This is good, the only delicious ration is gone.

"Daddy, this is good, catch pigs and eat pig-killing vegetables!"

The two steamed buns didn't notice their father's frustration at all, the older one spoke righteously, the younger one slapped his hands all over the room, Ling Jingxuan's body softened, and he was lying on the table weakly, a money slave, a foodie, a bear boy, Are you trying to block him on purpose? "Hehe... Big brother, I think it's okay to catch two piglets. By the way, I will sell some little piglets to keep them, and I can lay eggs in the future, but Xiaowen, don't sell the eggs laid by your mother, keep them. Come down and make up your body, look at how thin you are, even if you don't think about yourself, think about your father and Xiao Wu."

Ling Jingpeng, who had a panoramic view of everything, said with a smile, he can understand the feelings of my brother, really! but? ? In the future, he will never let his children interact with Xiaowen too much. This stingy habit is too annoying, although it's really funny.

"I, I know." Let Uncle Chiluǒluǒ say that, even if he didn't even think about it, he couldn't help but blushed a little.

"Haha." Seeing this, Ling Jingpeng couldn't bear it any longer, holding his stomach and laughing crazily. He would bet that if he didn't remind him first, his little nephew would definitely hit those eggs.

Glancing fiercely at the uncle who was laughing indifferently, Ling Wen discovered the 'dying' father, looked at the white money in his hand, and thought about what he just said, Ling Wen suddenly felt a little self-blame, He walked over and pulled La Ling Jingxuan's clothes, and asked cautiously, "Dad, are you angry?"

"Ah? No, I just think that it's not impossible to save money. If you want to get rich, it's better to focus on open source. Xiaowen, remember what I told you? Before doing anything, you must have a healthy body. Our bodies, look at us, all of them are skinny and skinny. No matter what we do, we are out of breath. We used to have no money, but now we have made money, and we will continue to make it in the future. Isn't it time to let go in moderation?"

After returning to his senses, Ling Jingxuan turned around and put one hand on his shoulder and said seriously, and if they continued to suffer, they would lose the meaning of making money.

Ling Wen tilted his head, his two dark eyebrows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes loosened, as if he was thinking carefully about what he said. After a long while, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Painfully said: "Then let's buy white noodles and rice to eat in the future, and cut some meat from time to time, is that okay?"

"Hey, that's what I want to do, not only meat, but also eggs and so on every day. I also want to go to the town to buy a cow or sheep back. You are all five years old, but you look like three or four year olds. Just like children, do you know how distressed daddy is? Daddy is a doctor. In the future, I will arrange food for daddy. Didn't I say it? You must be made into meat buns, and you will give daddy a chance."

It's really not easy for the big bun to let go. Ling Jingxuan's previous depression was swept away, and he took the opportunity to take back some of the power in the family, but he didn't dare to think about it. money isn't it?