The day's plan begins in the morning. When Ye Congwen opened his eyes, the old and young in Tieta Village were already busy in an orderly manner. Cooking by lighting fires, chopping wood and carrying water, cocks crowing and dogs barking, people coming and going, it was a prosperous scene.
He slept soundly until dawn. Except for the dull soreness in his arms, his whole body seemed to be in high spirits. There was nothing I could do. With ten gold coins in my pocket, I had overfulfilled my task. I naturally slept soundly without any worries in my heart.
Thinking of going to the old patriarch's house to pay for the goods today, I didn't even want to make breakfast. Anyway, it was just boiled meat. Whose house would it not taste like? Besides, it’s not too much to spend ten gold coins on a meal!
However, Pigeon Sprout's cooking skills are pretty good. The braised beef tripe last night was really a feast for the eyes. Ye Congwen never dreamed that tripe would be so delicious.
I couldn't help but shake my head when I thought that Douga Ya's sister and brother-in-law couldn't even eat a meal of meat all year round. After all, she was her cousin, so she had to find a way to help them. The giants of the two tribes of flowers and leaves always only took the meat of their prey and threw away the internal organs like garbage.
As long as I say hello to everyone, it’s not a problem to eat beef offal every now and then. However, this matter must be told to someone who is in charge, otherwise these gangsters will definitely not take it to heart, especially for pigeon sprouts.
While thinking about suitable candidates, he walked towards the old patriarch's house.
The architectural styles of the houses in Tieta Village are very similar. After all, they are made by the same group of carpenters. The only difference is the size. The old patriarch's house occupies an area of about one acre. There are four main houses with three rooms in total. There is a hall in the middle. There are four side rooms on both sides, two on the left and two on each side. They are all used as guest rooms. However, there are very few guests staying in the deep mountains and old forests. After a long time, the windows were covered with cobwebs.
When I was a child, I would often follow Ye Rulang to catch these spiders and roast them to eat. Under the eaves or on the corners of rafters and beams, if they were bigger than your thumb, they would basically end up being delicacies.
The captured giant spider is wrapped in burning paper, buried in hot ashes and grilled. It only takes three to five minutes. After roasting, the head and feet are removed. The meat is like taro, pink, glutinous and sweet, but it is a great tonic.
It’s just that now that we have grown up, these children’s toys have become memories. The three-meter-tall strong man Ye Rulang, the existing number one warrior in Tieta Village, can no longer take him to catch spiders. He will do this kind of thing again when he grows up. Wouldn’t that make people laugh!
However, Ye Congwen always felt that Ye Rulang's maturity and stability had nothing to do with his age and height.
I still remember that on Ye Rulang’s tenth birthday, the whole village gathered around a sumptuous dinner to wait for his father to come back to celebrate his birthday. Unexpectedly, a cold corpse arrived at the end. No matter how little Rulang shook, he still listened. No answer.
Since then, Ye Rulang has always looked depressed and unhappy. Even Ye Congwen, an orphan whose parents both died, went to comfort and persuade him, but it never had the slightest effect.
After that, Ye Rulang's mother no longer treated him kindly, but would occasionally show unreasonable boredom. Once, in front of Xiao Congwen, just because the old patriarch mentioned Ye Congwen's mother's name, she overturned the entire table of food to the ground, leaving the grandfather and grandson looking at each other with empty bowls.
Ye Congwen saw that Ye Rulang's mother was extremely dissatisfied with her own mother, so she had no choice but to move out of the old patriarch's house and return to her own home to live alone.
"I guess my aunt blamed my mother for the death of Ye Rulang's father. Otherwise, with her friendship with Ye Rulang, she wouldn't have embarrassed me yesterday..."
Ye Congwen thought secretly, wondering when he would know the truth.
"Xiao Congwen, why are you dazed so early in the morning? Have you had breakfast?"
The sound was like a loud bell and the tone was like thunder, which made people's ears numb even from a distance of five or six meters.
The old man is the current village head of Tieta Village and the head of the clan named Ye. Although his hair is gray and his back is hunched over, his voice is still as loud as ever.
"Not yet, has Grandpa Patriarch eaten?"
"We were just about to eat! Are you still standing outside waiting for someone to invite you?"
Ye Wudi glanced at Ye Congwen, whose eyes were wandering, and added angrily:
"The two of them went into the mountains with dry food at dawn. Come in and eat together."
Ye Congwen smiled awkwardly and walked in slowly. The grandfather and grandson sat down across from each other. Ye Congwen took out the money bag from his pocket and poured all the gold coins on the table with a bang.
"So many! One, two, three, four, that's ten yuan."
Ye Wudi was a little surprised when he saw so many gold coins. It's not that he had never seen so much money in his life, but he was a little confused when he learned what happened from Ye Rulang.
"Where did it come from? Did you find a big wallet on the road?"
"This is money from selling beef."
Ye Congwen said proudly, while filling a bowl of rice and waiting for the old patriarch to ask questions.
"Tell Grandpa, which unlucky guy has you plotted against again?"
The old patriarch knew that Ye Congwen had a flexible mind, many clever ideas, and was clever and adaptable. Such people who like to use their brains are rare in Tieta Village.
“Originally, I was afraid that the beef would not be sold out, so I planned to hold a 50% off promotion as soon as I entered the market. The more I bought, the greater the discount.
After all, there are only three to four hundred households living in the streets on both sides of Qingshan Town. Even if each family comes to cut two or three kilograms, the sales volume will only be a few hundred kilograms. Only low discounts can impress them to stock up.
Later, when I arrived at the pier, I suddenly remembered the three animal trainers. They usually looked at the pioneer cattle more kindly than their sons. I guessed that these three people were most likely to be cattle lovers. If the beef could not be sold out, there would be no leftovers. The beef can be sold to them half-sold and half-given.
Of course, by putting these three people together, I hope they can make a little more by raising prices..."
Ye Congwen eloquently recounted what happened, and the old patriarch sometimes frowned, sometimes became nervous, sometimes became anxious, and showed signs of not thinking about food and wine.
Not to mention how satisfied I felt, except for the pig bean sprouts in the entire Iron Tower Village, only the old patriarch could understand the charm and tricks. It was all as expected.
"Does Little Bean Sprout still have this alertness?"
When the old patriarch heard that a cow head from Mudouya cost someone else a gold coin, he stroked his white beard and nodded in praise:
"It's no use studying behind you every day. This is called being red when you are close to Zhu!"
"That goes without saying! Without your guidance, she would still be playing in the mud in the fields. What would she do to keep her wits about her?"
When Ye Congwen saw the old patriarch stroking his beard again, he naturally knew that the photo would be comfortable and in place. Strike while the iron is hot and say:
"Smartness is secondary. The main reason is that she has such a good ideological awareness. She handed over such a huge sum of money without blinking an eye. She also said that it was the collective asset of the village and she could not take it for herself——
Listen! How could we have such a high level of consciousness if we didn’t have a good teacher who reminded us every day? "
The old patriarch felt that Xiao Congwen’s perspective on problems was really outstanding! With such a good seedling, how can it be done without some incentives?
"Mudouya is a good boy. How about we hold a commendation meeting tonight to discuss it. Maybe we can use this gold coin as a reward to encourage him."
"Why bother with all the effort? It's the peak hunting season and everyone is busy, so we can't get everyone together in a short while. Besides, Pigeon Sprout will never take this money."
"Oh, what do you mean?"
"She said that contributing to Tieta Village is the responsibility and obligation of every villager. There is no reason to ask for rewards. What's more, if everyone follows suit in the future, how can there be so many gold coins to reward in the village?"
"Yes, very thoughtful and strategic."
"I also admire Xiao Douya's character! He has the style of our Huaye clan!"
Ye Congwen changed his tone and tentatively suggested:
"If I don't give anything, I'm afraid that others will say that we, the flower and leaf clan, are stingy and unfair - I think Pigeon Sprout really likes to eat tripe and offal, otherwise, why don't we reward her with all the offal we get from hunting in the future? Anyway, we If you don’t eat it, throw it away.”
"This is not good! If you reward people with these smelly and fishy things, will she want the little bean sprouts?"
"Don't you know that several of her sisters married in the county? The people there are best at making beef offal hotpot, and the offal is very popular among them.
I heard that her sisters are going back to their parents' home to visit relatives in the next two days. Why don't we let Brother Rulang and the others bring back a few pieces of offal to serve as a dish for her family? When the time comes, the little bean sprouts will have respect, and won't we also look polite? "
"This is a good idea, young people's heads turn very fast!"
Ye Wudi looked at Ye Congwen with relief and raised his hand, as if he had added another touch.
"When the hunters come back in the evening, I will send twenty kilograms of fresh meat to the pigeon sprouts first. As for the offal and the like, I will say hello to them in the evening."
The old patriarch became more and more satisfied with Ye Congwen and couldn't help but sigh:
"With Ye Rulang in martial arts and Ye Congwen in literature, I feel relieved for your generation. When I am no longer with this old bone, as long as you two work well together, our Iron Tower Village will be even more prosperous in the future!"
Ye Congwen rarely said a few words of humility. After the old patriarch finished breakfast, he tentatively asked:
"Grandpa Patriarch, have you ever heard of 'Demon Hunter'?"
The old eyes suddenly became sharp, a divine light suddenly appeared, and there seemed to be endless secrets looming between the opening and closing. Ye Congwen was extremely excited. He knew that the old patriarch must know about the Demon Hunter Guards. He couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being blind. If he had known that he could go home and ask directly, why bother to provoke those two city people.
"Why are you asking this? Did you provoke them when you went out this time?"
"That's not true. I saw a man in white clothes in Qingshan Town. He was about the same height and build as me, but he subdued a rhino-horned elephant weighing 50,000 kilograms with only one pair of palms. It was so unbelievable. Some people said that he was Someone from the Demon Hunters.”
Until now, when he thinks of yesterday's scene, he can't describe it in words other than being amazed.
"Demon Hunting Guard, we have to start with the Beast Battlefield."
Ye Wudi was silent, as if trapped in a whirlpool of long-lasting memories. After a long time, he whispered leisurely.
