Chapter 50: Let the little buns give up

"Do you see if this contract works?"
In a short time, the treasurer sent a re-committed contract to him. It was similar to yesterday’s. He only added a new agreement that he had to supply more than one month and one or two silver and a pound. Ling Jingxuan looked at it. After that, after taking the seal and stamping your own fingerprints, the relationship between them is established.
"Since things are done, I will not bother, and the restaurant is still busy."
The treasurer took out the contract of yesterday and tore it in the face of Ling Jingxuan. He also collected a new contract book and left the game. Ling Jingxuan quickly said: "Jing Peng, Jing Peng?"
It was not until this time that he discovered the posthumous discovery. His younger brother did not know where God was going. He glanced at his baggage in his arms. Ling Jingxuan suddenly laughed and laughed. It was not a hundred and two silver. Is he as if? ?
"Jing Peng? Jing Peng??"
"Ah? Brother, do you call me?"
Under his shoving, Ling Jingpeng finally returned to God, but the two-way spirit of the blind man is a confused, Ling Jingxuan helplessly shook his head: "The treasurer they are leaving, you bring the guy to the ground to move the jam."
"Oh, that's for you!"
Lost in a moment, Ling Jingpeng could not help but blush, and smashed the bag to him and ran out. The two guys standing behind the shopkeeper also followed up. Ling Jingxuan smiled and said: "Sorry, let the shopkeeper look at the joke. Now, my brother has not seen the big world, it is a bit ruined."
However, it seems to be better than his little buns. If he falls to the ground with a little bun, it would be a shameful face.
"It's okay, young people, more experience, just practice, right, Ling, brother, I don't know you. Yesterday, the plague broke out in the Pingtang Church in the town. The county lord came in with the servant in the night. It is said that the child is The village has been isolated, but fortunately, Ping Antang took out the prescription for preventing and treating the plague in the first time. The epidemic has not spread. You should also go to the town to take two drugs to prevent it. The county magistrate also brought news of conscription. The front line seemed to have an accident. The court temporarily decided to recruit. Everyone had two people between the ages of fourteen and thirty-five, and I had to have one person. I heard that you have two younger brothers. It is best to prepare in advance, and the official official documents may soon be sent to various villages."
When the treasurer said the words in front, Ling Jingxuan was still somewhat careless. When he said that he was conscription, Ling Jingxuan fiercely wrinkled his eyebrows. He didn’t care, and he couldn’t reach the standard. The younger brother was in danger, and the Ling family’s Do not pay attention, plus yesterday's business, once the military service is down, they will definitely let Jingpeng go? Damn, I don’t come late, but this time is coming? In this era of cold weapons, when a soldier is not equal to death?
"But you don't have to worry too much. If you don't want to let your loved ones go, you can pay twenty-two dollars."
I didn't notice the murderous murmur in his eyes. Seeing that he was frowning, Zhang Zhangcai thought that he was simply worried. He told him how to remedy it. The court was fighting all the year round. The national treasury was not abundant, and the military expenses were very tight. Just as important as people. "Well, thank you, Zhang, for telling me about this."
The murderous moments converge, Ling Jingxuan is clinging to his fists, his face has already appeared a faint smile, there is absolutely no good or bad thing in the world, conscription, perhaps a good opportunity is not necessarily.
"Ling's younger brother is polite, I will just say it, it's not worth it."
As soon as he heard his name, they knew that their relationship was a step closer. Zhang said that he was very happy. He really liked this kid who abandoned it. I don’t know why, he always has a strange kind. Premonition, this is not the thing in the pool! "Oh... I can't thank you for this. This is my own mushroom in the mountains. The treasurer will take it back and eat it."
Wen Yan, Ling Jingxuan did not say anything more, stood up and picked up a tattered cockroach from the cabinet next to it. The mushrooms they picked yesterday were dried in the night with the water of the Crescent Moon Spring. They are fresh now.
"What?! Mushroom?"
The treasurer excitedly grabbed a cockroach, and the right hand twitched and picked up one of the mushrooms and sniffed it. After a long while, he looked at Ling Jingxuan and asked carefully: "Will you identify the mushroom?"
"Yes, it's weird?"
Strangely nodded, Dan Feng can not help but feel the doubts, not to mention that he would have been medical, even if ordinary people, it is not difficult to identify some mushrooms that can eat?

How is it possible? Do you know how precious mushrooms are? The special kind of occupation in Beijing is called the mushroom identification teacher. It is basically used by various restaurants or families. Even if they are, they will sometimes recognize mistakes and adopt poisonous Mushrooms, almost every year, people have lost their lives. It is said that this mushroom identification teacher is passed down from generation to generation. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to teach outsiders. How did you learn it?
After hearing this, Ling Jingxuan finally knew why he was excited, and suddenly remembered that when he first picked mushrooms on the same day, the little steamed buns had asked him, those mushrooms were poisonous, and they used it. At that time, he only thought it was small. The buns are young and I don’t know if this thing can be eaten. I didn’t expect this layer of meaning to be inside, eh? ? Can he say that he has found a way to make a fortune?

When I was a child, I met a barefoot doctor who traveled around the world. He taught me how to teach me how to identify mushrooms.

Ling Jingxuan casually swears out a character, no one will check it anyway, isn't it?
"No wonder, I said Ling Laodi, you are really lucky. If you can pick up more mushrooms in the future, you must first send them to our Xinyuan Restaurant. You can rest assured that I will give you a good price."
The shopkeeper didn't think so much, patted him on the shoulder and laughed. Don't forget to pull out a piece of cloth from his arms and wrap all the mushrooms in the pot. This is a good thing.
"Thank you, my brother, the jam seems to have finished moving. Let's go see it."
It is not the season of mushroom breeding. Ling Jingxuan did not intend to say more. One hand carried a gesture of asking behind him. The treasurer happily embraced the bag wrapped in mushrooms, and the eyes showed naked satisfaction.
Under the cooperation of Ling Jingpeng and several buddies, one hundred cans of jams were quickly moved. By the way, they also called the weight of the fish. A total of thirty-five, one hundred and thirty pounds, ten yuan and one pound, one Thousands of hundred texts, the treasurer wants to give money, Ling Jingxuan thinks about the long-term supply, just tell him that ten days to settle the account, so as not to bother, the treasurer also readily agreed.
"Hey, hey?? Are these money all ours?" The carrier was sent away, and the brothers turned back to the house one after another. They didn't enter the door yet. Lingwen, who was carrying the baggage, ran out with a flush of face, Ling Wu. It was also a look of excitement behind him.
Looking at his financial fan, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but laugh, holding them into the hall and sitting down, he said slowly: "Yes, a total of one hundred and two, Zhang treasurer signed a long-term cooperation contract with us, there will be more in the future. One hundred and two, not only that, but our fish dispensers are also going together. Every morning, people will come to the house to pull, and there are those mushrooms that are picked up. The treasurer said that it is a good thing, more expensive than meat. If it is said that it can be collected, let us sell it to him, so that our family has more than one entry, you should always be more practical in the future?"
Hey, son loves money, and he can only make money by trying to make money.
"Really?! After that, we will not eat the mushrooms we have taken, and all of them will stay and sell the money." Ling Wenyi listened and decided decisively.
"Ha?" Ling Jingxuan’s brain was black, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but pumped:
That’s a small text, the mushroom is the only nutritious thing in our family’s food. How can it be sold?

So when can he make them into meat buns?
"There is nothing wrong with it, I think about it. Hey, you are not saying that mushrooms are more expensive than meat. Let’s take the money from selling mushrooms to catch two piglets and come back to the Chinese New Year. Pig."
He said that he was the leader. Ling Jingxuan only wanted to kill himself. He had nothing to tell him that the mushroom can sell dry. This is good, the only delicious ration is gone.
"Oh, this is good, catch piglets, eat pig dishes!"
The two buns did not notice the frustration of their own family. The big one said that the head was the road. The small patted the palm of the room and turned around. Ling Jingxuan’s body was soft, and the whole powerless squatted on the table, a money slave, a foodie, a bear child. Do you want to add a block to him? "Oh, big brother, I can see that it is okay to catch two pigs. By the way, I will sell some chickens and raise them. I can lay eggs later, but Xiaowen, you can not sell the eggs under your hen. Let's make up your body and make you thin. If you don't think about yourself, think about you and Xiaowu."
Ling Jingpeng, who has a panoramic view of everything, said with a smile, he can experience the feelings of his brother, really! but? ? In the future, he will never let his children have more to do with Xiaowen. The habit of this trick is too tough, although it is really funny.
"I, I know." Let Xiaoshu say naked, even if he didn't think about that layer, he couldn't help but blush.
"Haha." Ling Jingpeng couldn't help himself anymore, holding his stomach and laughing, he bet, if he didn't remind him first, he would definitely play the egg's idea.
狠狠 瞪 笑 笑 笑 毫无 毫无 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌 凌Going over and pulling the clothes of La Ling Jing Xuan, he carefully asked: "Hey, are you angry?"
"Ah? No, I just think that throttling is not impossible. To make a family rich, it is best to open source, Xiaowen, remember what I told you? You must have a healthy before doing anything." The body, you yell at us, only skinny, only skinny, no matter what you are doing, panting, we used to have no money, now we are making money, we will continue to earn money in the future, we are eating Isn't that the right amount to let go?"
Going back to God, Ling Jingxuan turned and put a single hand on his shoulder and said seriously, and then continue to bitter haha, they will lose the meaning of making money.
Ling Wen’s head slammed, and the two black lacquered eyebrows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes loosened, as if thinking carefully about what he said. After a long while, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opening his eyes and looking at the flesh. The painful road: "Then we will buy white noodles and rice to eat later, and sometimes cut some meat back, will this be done?"
"Oh, that's it. It's not just meat, but also one egg every day. I want to go to the town to buy a cow or a cow. You are all five years old and look like a child of three or four years old. The same, do you know how much you feel distressed? Hey, he is a doctor, and he will give it to him in the future. I haven’t said it? You must make me a meat buns, and you will give me a chance."
It’s really not easy for a big buns to loosen. Ling Jingxuan’s previous depression is swept away. He wants to take back some of his family’s rights. He doesn’t dare to think too much. His son’s swearing is actually a good thing, at least he can kneel down. Isn't money?