When Liang Fuxing saw Zhang Shaofei, he was still angry and sprayed all the resentment he felt from his wife's beating at him: "A Fei, since you came to Yunwu Mountain, how have I ever been sorry to you? But this morning you were here Taipingwei reverse pig intestines are just shit, speak for that Shi Deren. Aren't you afraid that I will beat you up?!" After saying that, he raised his fist towards Zhang Shaofei.
Liang Futian took action to stop him: "Brother Fuxing, don't hurt your liver. Zhang Shaofei is here to rescue you."
Liang Fuxing didn't believe it: "Come to rescue me? Does he have land and land to count for me?"
"I have no fields or land in Yunwu Mountain, but I have this." Zhang Shaofei pointed to his head.
Liang Fuxing snorted and said angrily: "You have a brain? I have a brain too!"
"Don't blame me for pricking you with a needle, brother Fuxing, you have a pig head, but A Fei has a smart head." Seeing Liang Fuxing looking at him unconvinced, Liang Futian pointed out, "A Fei will do it for you. I thought of a good idea."
Liang Fuxing still didn't believe it: "I'm on the verge of death, what else can you do?"
Zhang Shaofei's expression was very relaxed when he spoke: "If you have a plan, you will be fooled, but if you don't have a plan, you will be fooled. Uncle Fu Xing, with this method, you can sell the land and even this house."
"Hey, is there such a good way?" Liang Fuxing's expression became calmer and urged, "A Fei, tell me now!"
So Zhang Shaofei told him his method.
Liang Futian nodded and praised repeatedly after hearing this, and finally said: "A Fei, I didn't expect you to come up with such a good idea."
Liang Fuxing was the person involved and craned his neck to listen.
Listening, listening, first the sadness on his face gradually dissipated, and finally he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He held Zhang Shaofei's hand tightly and apologized: "A Fei, your method is really good, it can be regarded as a rescue." I killed my whole family. I was so angry with you this morning in Wei City. I really wronged you."
Liang Futian pointed at Liang Fuxing: "Look at the pitiful look on your face after losing the bet in Wei City today. Now you have turned into a dregs and fallen into the water - your whole body is loose."
Liang Fuxing said apologetically: "Ah Fei, I hope you are an adult and don't care about a villain like me. Anyway, now I'll give you a toast with tea instead of wine. Come!"
The three of them talked and laughed openly.
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Let's talk about this guy Shi Deren. He made a bet with Liang Fuxing on the fairground this morning. He used some tricks to win the four hundred bushels of grain promised by both parties. He returned to Yangshan Village and proudly said to his family: "The people who work the fields are too hard, exposed to the sun and rain." , How many pounds of grain can be harvested in a year? Today, I made a little plan and made a lot of money in one fell swoop."
That night, he had a sweet dream. The granary at his home was suddenly filled with rice. In his dream, he laughed "咭, 咭".
Shi Deren's wife woke up from talking in his sleep, slapped his butt hard, and asked: "Are you stupid for laughing like this in the middle of the night?"
Shi Deren rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Am I stupid? No! What I had was a sweet dream!"
His wife said in a sarcastic tone: "Sweet dream, sweet dream. What a beautiful dream, and when you wake up, you only get an orange."
Oranges are round. "Get an orange" locally means "equal to zero".
Shi Deren was still happy: "This time my dream comes true. Just wait and see, I will come back from Yunwu Mountain tomorrow afternoon, and I guarantee you will smile!"
Early the next morning, Shi Deren ran around to hire porters.
Everyone around him knew that Shi Deren was a hard-core man who was afraid that he would default on his debts when he crossed the bridge to draw boards, so they were unwilling to go to Yunwu Mountain to carry grain for him. Therefore, he had no choice but to pay a higher wage and promised that each person who went up the mountain to help him carry grain would receive twenty kilograms of grain, and he would cash it in advance. In this way, it was not easy to get enough 100 porters. In order to ensure that Liang Fuxing would not go back on his word when "collecting the numbers", he also rewarded Mo Wen'an with two hundred kilograms of grain and asked him to go to Yunwu Mountain to testify on the spot.
The wages and rewards cost Shi Deren more than 2,000 kilograms of grain in total, which really made him feel distressed for a while. But later, he turned it around a few times with his iron abacus and calculated that even so, he still made more than 7,000 kilograms in vain. Jingu. "Hey, this is a big pie falling from the sky!"
The cloudless sky is as blue as transparent crystal. The sun pours countless heat waves onto the ground, and the earth is like a steamer with steam rising. The air was so hot it was almost freezing. Those dragonflies that usually like to fly and chase now hid in the shade of the trees, not daring to move, as if they were afraid that the strong sunlight would burn their thin wings.
Shi Deren originally wanted to wait until noon to go up the mountain, but his greedy desire prevented him from sitting still. He couldn't wait to take Mo Wen'an and seven or eight of his family's goons, followed by the hundred porters he hired. They all carried two large empty baskets and headed towards Yunwu Mountain in a mighty way, pointing directly at Liangtian Village.
Shi Deren's feet are not very good and he walks with a limp, but money can make all the difference. Thinking that so much grain was about to be obtained, he did not feel bitter or tired at this time. On the way up the mountain, he was so excited that he hummed folk songs as he walked.
As for Liangtianzhai, Liang Fuxing heard the "good method" Zhang Shaofei told him after returning home yesterday. The sadness on his face was wiped away. This morning he was ready to put a basket of grain in his house. At the gate, a bamboo tea table was set up under the shade of the white magnolia tree in front of the door, with a tea tray on it. After brewing the mountain tea picked before the Qingming Festival, they drank slowly with Zhang Shaofei and Liang Futian under the shade of the tree, waiting for Shi Deren's arrival.
As the sun gradually shifted to the west, Liang Fuxing couldn't help but walk to a high pier in front of the stockade and look down the path down the mountain.
When he saw the team of hundreds of people carrying empty baskets slowly crawling up the mountain like a long snake, Liang Fuxing ran back and told Zhang Shaofei and others that Shi Deren was coming to the village soon.
Zhang Shaofei laughed: "Uncle Fu Xing, a big pie fell from the sky for Shi Deren, how could he let it go?"
Liang Futian raised his long bamboo pipe, took a deep puff, then blew out a few wisps of smoke, and said coldly: "He is a tough guy who refuses to pluck out a hair on his body, but as soon as there is money and water, he will immediately become like him." Flying over like a rope."
Liang Fuxing said to Zhang Shaofei: "I am a good person when I work in the mountains, but I can't argue with others. Ah Fei, your words are well-organized, reasonable and measured. You will stand up and speak for me later." .”
Zhang Shaofei nodded and responded: "Don't worry. I still said what I said in the market yesterday morning, which is to help the manager and not the relatives. Now that the manager is not on Shi Deren's side, of course I will try my best to help you."
After another pack of cigarettes, Shi Deren led the team of porters into Liangtian Village and arrived at the door of Liang Fuxing's house.
Liang Fuxing stepped forward and said to Shi Deren, "You are finally here."
Shi Deren was impatient and walked in a hurry when going up the mountain. He was so out of breath that he could even use the stove overnight. The weather was very hot, so he wiped the beads of soybean-like sweat on his face and said, "It's early to harvest early. I'll collect a few from you now. I have other things to do later."
Zhang Shaofei's words were thorny: "For you, what matter is bigger than the matter of collecting numbers today?"
Shi Deren pointed to the team of porters he had brought and asked Liang Fuxing: "Look, the people I hired to carry grain have all arrived. Your four hundred buckets of grain should be ready."
Liang Fuxing nodded and replied: "Ready."
Shi Deren clapped his thigh with joy, extended his thumb, and praised: "Keep your word, Liang Fuxing, Liang Fuxing, you are such a good man who keeps your word."
Liang Fuxing said calmly: "I'm willing to admit defeat."
Shi Deren stretched his neck and looked around with his triangular eyes, but could not see the mountain-like pile of grain, so he asked: "Where do you put the four hundred buckets of grain? In the yard or in the warehouse?"
Liang Fuxing pointed to the basket of grain placed at the door and replied: "It's all here."
"All here?" Shi Deren stretched out his fingers and calculated seriously in front of Liang Fuxing and Zhang Shaofei: "I already calculated it when I got home last night. One bucket of grain is twenty-five pounds, four hundred The bucket of grain should be 10,000 kilograms. Your basket of grain can hold at most fifty kilograms of grain. How come the four hundred buckets of grain I came to collect this time are all in it?"
Liang Fuxing pointed to the basket and affirmed: "Yes, all the four hundred bushels of grain you want to collect are in this basket."
Zhang Shaofei stepped forward and said, "Uncle Fu Xing is telling the truth."
Shi Deren was confused: "I think this basket can only hold two buckets of grain at most. How can there be four hundred buckets of grain in it?"
"Dou? You mean the dou that is used to measure things on weekdays?" Liang Fuxing explained his reason, "The dou I was referring to when I made a bet with you in Wei City was not that kind of dou!"
Shi Deren trembled in his heart: "Then, what else is there to fight for?"
Zhang Shaofei pointed to the long bamboo pipe in Liang Futian's hand and replied: "This is the kind of pipe."
"Are you talking about the pipe?" Shi Deren said casually.
Liang Futian put the long bamboo pipe into his mouth, deliberately took a big puff, and blew out a few light blue smoke rings. Then he patted the pipe with his hand and said proudly, "Yes, that's it." pipe!"
Shi Deren was not reconciled: "Is there such a weird bucket for measuring grain in the world?"
Zhang Shaofei took the pipe from Liang Futian's hand, bent down and knocked the pipe on the ground a few times, knocking out all the burning tobacco. Then he handed the pipe to Shi Deren's nose and shook it: "Uncle Fu Xing, follow This is the kind of fight you were talking about when you were betting in the fairground!" He deliberately raised the sound of the word "fight" an octave.
Shi Deren didn't expect such an unexpected situation to happen. His triangular eyes widened and he asked, "What? When you bet with me, you were talking about the pipe?"
Liang Fuxing said loudly: "Yes! At that time, I was referring to this kind of pipe."
