There is absolutely no need. After harvesting a deer king, continuing to hunt would be asking too much of the mountain.
With this deer king, Fang Xiaoyue will live more comfortably in the next time.
He even kept the pig skins and deer skins and planned to keep them until winter to make a fur coat for Cui Xiaoying.
Time flies so fast, midsummer passes, and autumn comes.
Fang Xiaoyue didn't bother to go to Landlord Zhang. Once he harvested the more than ten acres of grain, he handed the land back to Landlord Zhang's family.
Landlord Zhang's wife originally planned to collect land rent, but Fang Xiaoyue said with a smile that Qiao Laosan had exempted her from rent.
When the two sides were arguing, Landlord Zhang came out and drove his wife back.
The matter has just been settled.
Maybe the landowner guessed that Qiao Laosan died in his own hands, but he didn't have the courage to trouble Fang Xiaoyue.
After all, being able to kill Qiao Laosan, Ding Yamen and others silently also proves Fang Xiaoyue's power and terror!
Under such circumstances, as long as the landlord doesn't have his head filled with water, at least he won't make any noise at this time.
As soon as the autumn harvest was over, the rice vat at Fang Xiaoyue's house became full, and there were some changes in the daily meals.
After all, the autumn harvest was here, and Fang Xiaoyue took the grain that couldn't be stored to the rice store in the county and sold it.
Although this year's bumper harvest has caused a slight decline in food prices, it has also made Fang Xiaoyue rich, who has never had any money.
He has purchased a series of seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, chili, etc.
After all, there are only a few seasoning crops in the wild, and it is impossible to show off Fang Xiaoyue's cooking skills.
When purchasing things, Fang Xiaoyue also took the opportunity to visit the restaurant that she would buy in the future.
No wonder Cui Shangui bought this restaurant a few months later.
Business is so bad!
Not to mention the shabby decoration, the restaurant is sparsely populated, and the waiters inside are all lazy and unwilling to greet customers. How can this be a good business?
Of course, maybe the chef's skills are too poor.
After returning home from the county seat, the residents of the Cui family felt that their life was unbearable.
In the past, it was just a meaty aroma, but now the spicy, numbing and other vegetable aromas are really killing people.
If they weren't thick-skinned enough, they would have wanted to go to Cui's house to hook up.
The following daily schedule does not need to be described in detail.
After the Spring Festival, Fang Xiaoyue went into the mountains with a hoe.
Because half a year is up! You can dig clay pots and then settle in the county town!
Although the air in this village is good, Fang Xiaoyue feels a little suffocated. He wants to complete the task quickly and then leave this plane.
Because, as time went by, he felt that his relationship with Cui Xiaoying was getting deeper and deeper, which gave him the illusion that Cui Xiaoying was his daughter.
This feeling made him feel a little panicked.
He was worried that he would not want to leave this plane when the time came.
With the comparison of memory, Fang Xiaoyue quickly found the burial place of the pottery pot after entering the mountain.
This is a steep cliff, surrounded by a thick layer of white snow, but the color of the cliff is different.
Fang Xiaoyue came to the bottom of the cliff, rubbed her stiff hands, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the hoe and started digging under the cliff.
The soil in the harsh winter was frozen a bit stiff. Fortunately, after half a year of rest and recovery, he has now returned to 30% of his original strength!
Therefore, the frozen soil could not stop him from digging at all.
In less than twenty minutes, he dug a big hole.
Hearing only a gentle sound, Fang Xiaoyue immediately weakened the hoe.
It didn't take him much time to dig out a clay pot over one foot long.
The pottery pot was dug out, and Fang Xiaoyue gave it a gentle tap with a hoe. The pottery pot immediately shattered, and twenty or so slightly discolored silver ingots fell out from inside.
This is not surprising. Silver is inherently easier to oxidize in the air, even if it is placed in a clay pot, it will become a little black.
But this does not affect its value.
These days, silver is still relatively valuable, unlike later generations when the price of silver plummeted after the advent of advanced refining technology.
Fang Xiaoyue put the silver ingot into the bamboo basket and covered it with a layer of dead leaves, then picked up the hoe and headed back home.
After arriving home, Cui Xiaoying was still feeding the chickens. When she saw her father coming back, she rushed towards him with excitement.
There was no other reason, it was just that every time Fang Xiaoyue went out and came back, she would bring back good things.
This habit has become natural, so Cui Xiaoying will be a little happy when Fang Xiaoyue comes back.
"Today we will kill the chicken and eat it!"
Although there are still two peach blossom deers that were hunted before in the void ring, they are going to the county town at this time, so Fang Xiaoyue naturally has no intention of leaving the chickens behind.
That night, the smell of stewed chicken spread throughout the surrounding houses. This made the neighbors cursed and cursed, and they also had some thoughts. The stewed chicken was so fragrant, why not kill their own chickens?
But when they proposed this idea to their wives and mothers, they were immediately scolded: "Are you crazy? You can't live your life anymore? Get out and live with Cui Shangui!"
Eat and drink enough, sleepless all night.
Early the next morning, Fang Xiaoyue left Dadong Village pushing a small car with Cui Xiaoying and some packages on it.
No one informed him, only Uncle Li was told to help take care of the old house.
After leaving Dadong Village, we walked all the way west, pushing the cart for more than 40 kilometers, until we arrived at the county seat of Nanxiang County in the afternoon.
For such a long distance, another person would have woken up at two or three in the morning to arrive at this time.
Nanxiang County now looks exactly like a city in the old days. A moat that has not been maintained much and is about to dry up surrounds the city wall.
However, due to the dense population in the county, many people built houses outside the city. Therefore, various markets were formed outside the county seat in Nanxiang County, which looked very lively.
In fact, in the past, when villagers from Dadong Village came to the county town to go to the market, they would go to the market outside the city instead of going into the city.
The reason is simple. You have to pay city tax when entering the city.
Several guards in black uniforms were guarding the city gate. People leaving and entering the city, horse-drawn carriages, and ox-carts formed separate teams.
Fang Xiaoyue also pushed the cart and lined up in the queue.
A guard carrying a Matsuyama-made rifle and wearing a hat crookedly came over one by one to collect money, and soon it was his turn.
"A small car, the city tax is 5 copper coins."
Due to the autonomy of warlords in various places and the confrontation between the north and the south, the current Dongju Kingdom does not have a unified legal currency system. Therefore, the currency here is still copper coins, silver ingots, gold leaves, etc. cast by the previous dynasty.
Fang Xiaoyue looked like a poor old farmer at this time. She reached out and grabbed five copper coins in her arms, and reluctantly handed them to the guard.
