Fields of Gold

Several villagers from nearby Dongshan Village, after automatic brain repair, looked at Zhang's eyes full of shame.

Zhang Shi heard someone make up her youngest son, “Ow -” and rushed towards Mao Shi.

The Mao family is much younger than her. How could she be caught by the Zhang family? Mao flexibly avoided Zhang's scratch and still had no mercy in her mouth: “Why? Are you angry with me? People are doing it, God is watching! In the future, why don't you do something wrong? Oops, you've got to calm down, don't flash, blame me! Everyone's watching? I don't have a finger on her. If she falls and touches me, it has nothing to do with me!... I can't get away with it, can I? I'm going one step ahead..."

Mao stepped on his big feet and walked forward like a wind. After all, Zhang's age, a scratch, didn't touch Mao's slightest corner, and choked himself enough. Wherever she gasps she can catch the young Mao, she can only stare in the back!

How do you feel when you see the rest of the grass standing beside you? Zhang Zheng said, “Let's get out of here. Are you looking at a joke? ”

Yu Xiaohua's purpose was reached, and she said with a smile: “Grandma, since you see that I'm not well, I'm not here to interfere with your eyes. Aunties and uncles, what can I carry for you? ”

Why can't the townsfolks be treated like this by the Zhang Clan? He shook his head. “No, no! The lady's waiting for you. Let's go. ”

“Yeah, yeah! We don't have much to carry! ”

“Your little horse has already carried a lot of things. If it doesn't get any longer, don't you worry?” This is a closer relationship, joking with Grass.

Little Grass smiled and said goodbye to the folks, crossing over the quiet little red horse. The little red horse seemed a little impatient to wait, and as soon as the little grass sat still and didn't let her rush, she ran forward. It seems to be using the action to tell the villagers of Dongshan Village that Benma is strong!

After catching up with Mao, he spoke to her and grass kept going all the way to town. Two miles from Tangu, there were few Wednesdays on the road.

During the year, Wednesday's status with the Zhou family has been gradually rising, and Zhou's homeowner has raised him as the next homeowner. Wednesdays are even busier, not only to take care of their own business, but also to learn to manage the family's industry. Zhou Jiagui is a royal merchant, purchasing supplies for the royal interior court. Naturally, he must not be lazy. Yu Xiaograss hasn't seen Wednesday in a while.

“Third Major, you are in a hurry, where are you going?” After the road to Dongshan Village in Tang Ancient Town was repaired, there were not many people who could ride horses except the second son of Jingwang Mansion and the butler. Yu Xiaowei and Wednesday recognized each other far away.

Wednesday, I ignored the wind-blown outburst, and I couldn't breathe properly: “This road leads straight to Dongshan Village, where do you think I can go? ”

“Yo! It's really brilliant to have three young men come to our Dongshan Village in a busy time!” Yu Xiaowei continues to entertain him.

Zhou Zixu glanced at her and said: "Can you speak well? Haven't seen you in so long, you still like to squeeze me! ”

Yu Xiaoxue smiled: "Okay, seriously? What can I do for you? Let's walk and talk! ”

Zhou Zixu looked at her with a smile. "Why are you so confident that I'm looking for you? Can't I talk to Uncle Yu? ”

Speaking, turn the horse's head and walk next to the red horse of the weed. The little red horse under Yu Xiaograss's crotch seemed unhappy. The big black horse next to Zhou Zixu was taller than himself. He turned his head and opened his mouth towards the big black one!

Zhou Zixu saw that, he was busy pulling the rope, and took Aima to the side to hide a few steps, so he didn't let the little one succeed. Zhou Zixu said, "Yo! What a master, what kind of horse, this little winter guy, dare to provoke my dark cloud, you have a lot of nerve! ”

Yu Xiaograss gently touched the red horse's bristles and soothed the little guy before he said: “Who let your big black man show off his big head in front of our little red? It's bullied to the head, it's fools who don't resist! ”

Zhou Zixu smiled and pointed his index finger at her. "You! Always a bunch of distortions! We have a big black cloud. What's wrong with that? Your little one is jealous! He's not big, he's got a temper! - It's your turn. He taught me! ”

Yu Xiaograss flew towards him with a white eye. "Our little one is at home! The last time I didn't know who it was, it was the idea of our little cunt. Humph!”

After Zhou Zixu was busy, afraid that his mother would be alone at home, he struck up the idea of the little human cunt of the Little Grass Family. If he wanted this stupid and funny little guy to be with his mother, she wouldn't be bored.

Who knows, without waiting for Xiao Zixu to say no, Xiaozi slipped away and ran into the West Mountain Forest until Zhou Zixu left. In the future, as long as Zhou Zixu comes to Yu's house, Xiaozi either pees on his feet, or brings dyed grass to rub on his newly made clothes, or hides far away from him from seeing its shadow... Zhou Zixu laughs that Xiao is not a vengeful little guy, like his owner, can not be annoyed!

About the old embarrassment, Zhou Zixu unnaturally touched his nose. Reminded me of my intention, I was busy positively saying: “A while ago, my grandfather and I were busy choosing a new royal merchant. His Majesty trusts that the previous timber supply has been preserved despite strong competitors. However, His Majesty the Emperor ordered our precious mansion for the halogen and dry purchasing of the royal dining room...”

“That's a good thing! Congratulations to the three younger flags for winning and winning the purchase of two items at a time. Zhou Royal Merchant's status, this is unbreakable!” Yu Xiaowei knows that Huangshang's profits are remarkable and the competition is very fierce.

The current owner of the Zhou family, the Zhou family's big house, Wednesday less nominal uncle, the actual biological father, can be average. Zhou now has a homeowner to look after and can barely support him. But after all, how long will the old master last? This is also why Grandpa Chow is eager to cultivate Wednesday's shortage.

Fortunately, Zhou Zixu was young and showed exceptional business talent. This time he was able to take the halogen and dry inside supply, all because the Zhenzheng Tower had laid a sky in Beijing City. No one knows the roasted chicken and laurel duck of the Zhenzheng Tower. Even the Emperor from time to time went out of the palace to enjoy the great pleasure, and packed a few to return, saying that it was to reward his precious grandson - now the Emperor.

And last summer, Yu Xiaocao made some excellent abalone and sea cucumber in the underground from time to time, all sold to Wednesday. On Wednesdays, we put these excellent seafood to maximum value and set up a fantastic seafood banquet auction at the Jincheng Tower in Beijing.

Well, even the Emperor was shocked. Weiwei visited Zhenzheng Tower in private. He met Tai Wang, an old emperor, and the two of them joined forces to photograph the seafood feast. In fact, it was too emperor to reveal his identity, and those competitors naturally did not attack themselves. Although Zhou Zixu did not get the price he wanted for the seafood, the purpose was achieved.

Officials present, wealthy merchants, the children of the world, squeezed the Zhenzheng building full. The seafood is also not enjoyed exclusively by His Majesty the Emperor, so please share it with more than three officials present. Most of the seafood in the Precious House is transported in ice, but the excellent seafood that is filled with seafood is alive.

It is well known that live seafood is transported, the difficulty table is exploded, and the smell of death in transit is widespread. But these abalone sea cucumbers have been specially fed with spiritual stone water, their vitality is tenacious, they jump alive in the capital, and their taste is naturally much better than that of dried fresh and ice-transmitted seafood. His Majesty, this food naturally detects a difference when you eat it. Zhou Jia also easily took down the second Imperial Merchant's metric.

The supply of halogen is simple, and Chef Wang, who was transferred to the Jingcheng Zhenzhen Building to sit in the town, manipulated the knife himself to deliver it to the palace. But the seafood is not so good to serve. Although the Emperor is extraordinarily gracious to let them serve the dried sea cucumbers, but the best abalone sea cucumbers, most of them live in the deep sea. The most experienced fishermen also get it by chance. Can ordinary abalone and sea cucumber get into the eyes of the Emperor? Is there a way for Zhou's family to live? Without help, Wednesday the Young Master had to move to Dongshan Village for help.

Hearing Wednesday say less about the purpose of this visit, Yu Xiaograss frowned and pondered for a moment: “The top abalone and sea cucumber, as you said, are not desirable… are there any provisions in the palace? ”

Wednesday's sad clouds filled the ground: “The Emperor also knows that the finest seafood is hard to demand, only half a pound a month. Ordinary seafood requires five pounds..."

Baussan wings fall into the category of seafood because of the difficulty of hunting and are therefore very expensive. The price in the palace is fair, and the average seafood is not difficult to get by Zhou Jia's door. But the finest seafood, especially abalone and sea cucumber, can make the Zhou family difficult.

Yu Xiaocao counts quickly in his brain: if it's dry, two or three pounds can get one pound of sun. A month and a half dry, six pounds a year, up to eighteen pounds if converted into live abalone sea cucumber. Eighteen kilos of top-class sea cucumber abalone is difficult for others to climb to the sky, but for little grasses with cheaters, it can be done in a few days.

“The Emperor also said that in summer, we must serve live abalone sea cucumber at least once a month, and it must be top notch!” Wednesday added a few words without tears. Your Majesty, this is about to force Zhou's family to die! No wonder the dry royal merchants used to look at Zhou Jia with a joke in their eyes. Wednesday, too, Few came back to listen to Grandpa, to know the hardship of top seafood.

In the past, Yujia sent some seafood at 3 or 5 o'clock. He thought abalone sea cucumber was available in spit! Whoa, whoa, whoa. He's wrong. What do we do? Help me, Uncle Yu, Grass...