Volume 1: Song Officials Are Hard to Become Chapter 36: Buying Pigs and Watching the Pens

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After sleeping until dawn, Li Dalian went to the morning market early. Zhang Wenyuan did not continue to sleep in. His body was too weak. He almost couldn't deal with a little brat in the prison that day, and he was almost choked to death by Li Dalian last night. He decided to take good care of himself from today on. If you exercise regularly, you don't expect to become a muscular man, at least you have to become a normal man.

He has been fond of sports since he was a child. In middle school, he was a top athlete in the school. He was a star in every sports meeting. Even when he was preparing for the college entrance examination, he insisted on running and playing ball. After entering college, he completely let himself go and went to the court to sweat profusely every day. When he was a sophomore, he was drafted into the army. His two-year military career brought his physical fitness to a new level. After returning to school, he dominated the school's football and basketball courts. He is said to be invincible. His girlfriend Zhao Xiaobo is him. He was captured by his outstanding performance at the school's teachers' basketball game.

Once the exercise habit is formed over many years, it is difficult to change. Even if he travels back to the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago, he will feel that something is missing if he does not exercise for a day. Therefore, he couldn't bear it anymore this morning. As soon as Li Dalian left, he started to discuss morning exercises. But the Zhang family's yard is too small, and the road outside is too bad. It's not suitable for running, so the only option is to practice strength.

Although there was no modern fitness equipment in this era, martial arts homes also had alternatives. Stone locks, millstones, broadswords, steel whips, and even bricks were all fitness equipment. Zhang Wenyuan searched in the yard for a while and only found a rice pound. The stone mortar is just the right size.

Zhang's mother came back from feeding the chickens and saw him playing with a stone mortar. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "San'er, you should lift the millstone to keep your body strong. You don't have to worry about people laughing at you when you lift a stone mortar."

Zhang Wenyuan smiled and said, "The millstone is too heavy. I can't lift it now. Let's practice my hands with this first!"

Zhang's mother put down the dustpan, rubbed her waist, and said, "You have been weak since you were a child. You might as well temper yourself!"

Zhang Wen saw that she was going to spin flax again, so he ordered, "Mom, go make breakfast. Dalian will definitely make money today. From now on, we will have three meals a day!"

Mrs. Zhang is an experienced woman and has already seen huge business opportunities from sugar bricks and spinning wheels. Since he wants to eat three meals, she will naturally not refuse, "Hey... okay, let's eat soup cakes today!"

The soup cakes of the Song Dynasty were the noodles of later generations. Although it was a very common food in later generations, it was a good thing in this era, and ordinary people could only eat it a few times a month. Zhang's mother made an exception today to cook noodles for the sake of two sick people at home.

The mother and son were talking, and Yan Poxi slowly came out of the room. When she saw Zhang's mother, she knelt down and kowtowed, "The slave family has met the old lady, and the old lady's life-saving grace will be unforgettable by the slave family!"

After the unsatisfactory conversation last night, she had already seen that Zhang Wenyuan was not willing to keep her, and Li Dalian wanted to strangle her to death. If he wanted to stay in the Zhang family, he had to coax Zhang's mother well, so she felt better. Some, she came right away to give a grand ceremony.

Mother Zhang accepted her courtesy and glanced at Zhang Wenyuan. Seeing that there was no expression on his face, she already knew his attitude. She lowered her face and reprimanded, "The whole city knows about the incident between you and Saburo. It not only harms He killed Sanlang and harmed you. Now you have nowhere to go and you have come to seek refuge with Sanlang. Our Zhang family is a kind family, so naturally we will not refuse to save you. But saving your life is one thing. Let Sanlang kill you. Taking over a house is another matter. You are not a good girl, and your reputation has been ruined. If Sanlang takes you in, people will gossip. Secondly, you are weak and cannot carry your shoulders or hands, and you can't expect to do any work at home. Without you, we can’t let you go out to sing and make money, so what do you think is the use of keeping you?”

Zhang's mother's words were extremely unpleasant. She almost pointed at her nose and scolded her. However, Yan Poxi did not dare to show any anger. Instead, she accompanied her carefully and said, "The old lady is right. The slave family cannot carry it with their shoulders or lift it with their hands." I don’t know how to do housework, but I can learn from it. I’m pretty smart and can learn everything. I’m the old lady, I sincerely want to live with Sanlang. As long as you let me stay, I will definitely honor you. According to what you and the eldest lady say, the slave family will never touch those things in the courtyard again."

Her attitude was so sincere that Zhang's mother felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at Zhang Wenyuan and signaled him to make up his mind.

Zhang Wenyuan still refused to express his position, and said impatiently, "You recover first, and we can talk about these things later! What are you doing up so early, why don't you go back and rest!"

Yan Poxi said coquettishly, "Please go to the toilet!"

"Go, go!" Zhang Wenyuan shooed her away like a fly, turned to Zhang's mother and complained, "I'm so serious, you accept everyone's courtesy, we can't even support ourselves now If you are alive, how can you still have food to feed your little ones!"

Mother Zhang chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Didn't Da Lian go to sell candy? You also made a yarn cart. Da Lang will arrive in a few days, and we will have money after making the things. You and Da Lian has been married for so many years and still has no son. I have long wanted to marry you a younger one. Although this Yan Fengjiao is thin and frail, she is a good-looking man. She is so devoted to you. Don't be too harsh, lest you An outsider’s joke!”

Zhang Wenyuan said to himself that the upper beam is really crooked and the lower beam is crooked. It turns out that I inherited it from you!

"Mom, as the saying goes, if you buy a pig to look after the pen, and marry a wife to look after the courtyard, if you want to take a concubine for me, you should at least inquire about the woman's family. Yan Poxi grew up in a farm, and she only has money in her eyes. Her mother also She is a careless master, why would you provoke her when you have nothing to do?"

Zhang's mother didn't care so much. She and Dalian's coalition had already won two consecutive victories against Yan Poxi and her daughter. They had already established a psychological advantage and didn't think there was anything scary about the mother and daughter. The most insulting words are proof of this.

While talking, Yan Poxi came back from the toilet holding her stomach. Mother Zhang saw that although she was thin and haggard, she could not hide her good figure, and she felt even more happy. She had not yet When she returned to her room, she was already thinking about having a grandson next year.

Zhang Wenyuan is not as optimistic as she is. The original owner, Yan Poxi and Li Dalian have been married many times, and they have eaten a lot of wild food outside, but they have never gotten pregnant. If you think about it carefully, the problem is probably his own fault. My wish to have a grandson may not be easy to come true.

After saying a few words about home affairs, Zhang's mother went to the kitchen to get busy, while Zhang Wenyuan continued to exercise. He first lifted five groups of stone mortars, each group ten times. After he finished lifting, he performed military boxing several times in the courtyard. When he was thinking about how to level a ring road outside the courtyard, Li Dalian came back with an empty basket. Yes, she had already sold the piece of candy. The small piece of candy was sold for three thousand yuan. Mother Zhang who was cooking was so happy that she added a handful of noodles to the pot.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law shared the joy brought by money, and Zhang Wenyuan asked Li Dalian, "Where is the salt I asked you to buy? How much did you buy?"

Li Dalian took out a bag of salt from his bag and handed it to him, "I bought ten kilograms in total!"

"Okay!" Zhang Wenyuan smiled, "Let's go sell salt tomorrow!"

Li Dalian hesitated and said, "If you buy it today and sell it tomorrow, isn't it just a trial?"

Zhang Wenyuan chuckled, "Eat first, and after you finish eating, I will do a magic trick for you to show you what real salt is!"