Take A Husband For Farming Chapter 33

Mu Jinzhi was very happy, "It's good that little sister likes it, I'll order a few more of these. Little sister will be wearing these kinds of boots in the future, my feet won't be frozen anymore."

Mu Rousang nodded his head, "Brother, I cannot use these skins by myself, I plan to order two sets for brother, two sets for me, one set for Zhu Fugui, one set for Chinese toon, and one set for Manager Wu."

The reason why she said that to Mu Jinzhi was because she wanted to stealthily guide him on how to handle his interpersonal relations.h.i.+ps.

Then, Mu Jinzhi thought about it, "If it wasn't for Chinese toon, we wouldn't have thought of going to the restaurant to sell wild vegetables. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have been able to find a good shopkeeper, and if Manager Wu didn't take it in with good intentions, our younger sister and I's current life wouldn't have been as easy as it is now.

He then continued to speak: "Little sister, bring back some snacks from the town, then send them over to Aunt Zhu. For the past half year, all of them were driven by Zhu Fugui. We should thank him. "

"Bro, it's a deal then!" Mu Rousang still had to tell Mu Jinzhi when she went out.

Mu Jinzhi had a lot to do tomorrow, so it would be inconvenient for his sister to sit on the ox-cart. "Little Sister, I'll go ask Second Aunt for help, I'll accompany you to town tomorrow."

Mu Rousang didn't dare to agree. There were so many white cottons in the s.p.a.ce that were waiting to be used to dye the room! Brother, when you mentioned the Second Aunt, I forgot to tell you. Today, I went to find Second Aunt to help me ask about the familiar hands who dug the well.

Mu Jinzhi frowned slightly. Sigh, they were all aunts, why did they have to come at the right time? At this moment, his resentment was heavy, "Little sister, big brother will have to wait for Mu to take the New Year holiday again."

Mu Rousang was not scheming on this matter, "Brother, how about this, I will send you to school tomorrow first, and then I will drive the donkey cart to town. Besides, it's not like I haven't rushed the donkey cart before." Usually, Mu Jinzhi would take Mu Rousang to the town's bookstore whenever she had nothing to do.

Mu Jinzhi was still a little worried, but he didn't have a better way, so he couldn't help but sigh at the fact that his family didn't have enough hands.

At night, after Mu Jinzhi went to sleep, he once again entered the s.p.a.ce. She was a little worried about what he should grow, since he already had the rice grains and oil, so he could only casually grow some rice and look at some cotton. There were around 50 to 60 of them, he picked a few and placed them at the side to be used to dye the house tomorrow.

The next morning, she had already rushed the donkey cart to send Mu Jinzhi and Zhu Fugui to the school. She calculated, thinking to order a wooden bed, at the very least it would cost a few taels of silver.

Fortunately, she didn't meet any acquaintances along the way. When they were almost to the town, she took out several hundred kilograms of rice from the storage s.p.a.ce. Spring rice was a skilled labor, so the more expensive it was, the more expensive it was.

They rushed to the town's rice shop to sell the rice. The texture of the rice was good, and the owner was happy to give them a good price. She sold the rice for a total of ten taels of silver, which was enough to book a bed and dig a well.

This was the only shop in town that had dyed clothes. As he walked into the dark shop, he saw all sorts of clothes that had been dyed. Mu Rousang carefully walked through the pile of clothes, "Boss, are you dyeing clothes here?"

The owner was an old man. He looked at the child who was about the same age as his own granddaughter and said, "Isn't that so? Look at the fabric dyed here. It was all sent by the customer."

Mu Rousang looked at the pile of clothes, other than the coa.r.s.e cloth, she really only knew about cotton, some kind of high grade silk she couldn't even identify. Standing on her tiptoes, she used her hands to break the counter, then raised her head and blinked her large eyes and asked the owner, "Old grandpa, how much does it cost to dye a piece of cloth?"

When the boss heard her question, he was overjoyed. "Little girl, do you have a cloth to dye?" He pulled out a fine piece of cloth and said, "Different materials will cost different prices. It would cost several taels of silver to dye a piece of cloth like this." Normally, everyone would only talk about a piece of cloth that was a few feet long. The boss would bring a roll, but the piece of cloth in his mouth was 33 meters long.

Mu Rousang was worried, all the things in her s.p.a.ce were muslin s, so she must be even more expensive.

The boss was rare and kind as he told her, "Little girl, does your master ask you to buy dye? "This dye is very cheap, but it needs to be dyed well …"

It was only then that Mu Rousang realized that she could have bought the dyes to dye herself, so she didn't need to worry about how to handle the hundred pieces of cloth in her s.p.a.ce anymore. That's right, she had already counted one hundred and fifty this morning.

"Boss, how much are you selling your dyes for? Do a lot of people buy their own dye? Is there any difference with the dyed cloth? " Mu Rousang had once again broadened her horizon and once again carefully looked at this world. Even if she opened her golden fingers, it wouldn't be omnipotent, there were many things she didn't know about.

"Haha, first of all, this dyestuff ore and gra.s.s powder can distinguish the different colors of the dyed fabric, which is similar to silk cloth. Before dyeing, it has to undergo a violent training, this method is not something that we ordinary people can master, only the law set up by the imperial court can understand the method of violent training."

Mu Rousang was very curious about this tyrannical training method, but she knew her own limits. In her previous life, she liked to wear cotton dresses, "Old Gramps, I remembered that my mother told me to buy some dyes to take home, it's just that the colors that need to be dyed are lighter."

She recalled that her family didn't need gorgeous clothes, but they might need to be gifted with cloth in the future. In any case, there were plenty of them! Until now, Mu Rousang's little friend did not even think about digging for gold anymore. She only thought about having a house, having a car, eating, dressing up, and waiting for death to come.

Of course, the goal of her current efforts was to find a way to turn her own mud house into a white house with blue bricks and glazed roof tiles. Those high cla.s.s muslin could only continue lying down in the air and pressing down on the dust.

After spending about one or two silver coins to buy the different colored dyes, she happily took the dyes and left the dyeing shop. She then drove the donkey cart to the leather shop to customize the boots and shrugged her shoulders to indicate that she did not care about the design style.

While lying down on the hot brick bed, the back of the bed was scalding hot, but the front part was cold. He took a look at his bulging purse and felt it squish down, "Oh, the silver really doesn't work!"

"Pfft!" "Long time no see, young miss Lin!" A male voice that had undergone a change came out from behind the donkey cart.

Mu Rousang stood by the side of the carriage and thought for a long time. Who was this person? When the person turned around from the other side of the car, she opened her eyes wide, "How are you, how are you, big brother Yang!?" The shock finally turned into a sweet voice.

This time when Yang Zixuan came to his hometown, his uncle wanted to go out and discuss some business. He had come out for a walk because he was too bored, but he didn't expect to meet that interesting little girl from before.

"How have you and your brother been?" He glanced at the shop and thought to himself, 'These two brothers are not simple.' He said this in a probing tone, "Little girl from the Lin Family, are you here to sell furs?"

She quickly waved her hand, "No, Big brother Yang, I raised a few rabbits at home this year, I just happen to be able to make two boots with my skin for the winter. Big brother Yang call me Rou Sang, call the Lin Family's little girl blaming this and other … …" She was tired.

"So that's how it is. How come your brother didn't see him?" Why was it that when the little girl went to town alone, she remembered all her sisters and sisters. Even if she was a concubine, she was still pampered. The little girl was only five or six years old, but she spoke naturally and naturally.

Mu Rousang originally did not want to get into conflict with him, and wanted to quickly leave and return home.

Who knew that Yang Zixuan wouldn't let her go, "Rou Sang, you came to town alone?" His surprised tone concealed the small joy in his heart. He was just worrying about not having the chance to get together with the two siblings.

"Mm, I've grown up!" Seeing Mu Rousang being so serious, a burst of laughter burst out from the entrance of the leather goods store, sending the magpie who was standing on the branch flying.

"Hur hur, that's right. Rou Sang is a big girl now!" Yang Zixuan grabbed her bag.

Mu Rousang's face was sullen, hshe core was really an adult! And there was also the claw flying over her head. How could this person be so annoying! She angrily turned her body, humph, his eyes blind, he climbed onto the donkey cart and prepared to leave.

"Rou Sang, I rarely come to Ping An County. I saw your brother last time, so I always wanted to talk with him. How about you take me to see your brother?"

During this trip to Ping An County, he suddenly remembered the siblings that he met at the bookstore in the town. The consequences of the investigation were very shocking, and within a year, his family's life had improved by a lot, the villager's household would not be able to think too much into it, and he could not even find out how much deposit Mu Rousang had in his family. He was already thinking of finding a few people to use for himself while he was young.

The entire mountain was covered with gold or fiery red light. Mu Rousang was unhappily chasing after the donkey cart, while the young master beside him was leaning on the side of the carriage, humming a small tune with his legs crossed, feeling very uncomfortable.

Yang Zixuan narrowed his eyes, ignoring the fire raging around him. He felt that it was better to go to the south, unlike the bustling streets of the capital and the endless stream of clothes, which gave him a sense of tranquility and tranquility.

Mu Rousang did not believe that there would be such a thing as a meat pie falling from the sky, and seeing how this brat was so mischievous, who knew what scheme he had in his stomach, "Hey, I want to go home, you should hurry up and go back."

She had originally thought that the kid in the town would be scared to the point of getting off the car, but she ended up looking annoyed. She felt like she had become a coachman, so she looked at the person beside her and felt comfortable.

Yang Zixuan straightened his body, "Didn't I tell you to come to your house to play?"

Mu Rousang was speechless. "It's better if you go back quickly. Your family will be in a hurry soon!"

As if he had expected that she would say this, he waved his hands nonchalantly. "It's fine, I already told Xiao Tong to return to deliver the letter, you don't have to worry that I won't be able to return to town. The servants will come to pick me up later."

Mu Rousang flung the donkey whip in her hand angrily, where did this fellow come from! Did she know him that well?

It was obvious that the old man beside him did not have this sort of self-awareness, "I see that you, little donkey, are doing pretty well."

She replied snappily, "Don't even think about me driving your car!" Hmph, he had infuriated her to death.

If Xiao Tong didn't tell me, I would have thought that your horse was sick. Look, tsk tsk, skinny and small, ah, that's right, your donkey cart only has one wheel, and that's all you know, your donkey isn't full yet, and the strength to pull the carriage isn't that great! "

Who said that a woman's words were equal to five hundred ducks? Who said three women could overturn the roof? Mu Rousang looked at the person beside him, he had the potential to become one of the Eight Trigrams, and felt that countless crows were flying over his head.

"However, I am tired of sitting in carriages, look, donkey cart s are pretty good too." Yang Zixuan saw that she was so angry that her face turned red. He was afraid that he would anger her, so he quickly changed his mind. It seemed that her family's reputation was due to her brother's efforts.