Not long after Mrs. Jiang and the other three left, the sky inside the box turned dark.
Watching the small mountain village enter a quiet night, Zhu Changan drove out in a white jeep SUV.
He bought this for 250,000 the year before last, and it was also mortgaged to a financial institution. He took out a loan of 200,000 and invested it in the filming of the third short drama.
As long as he still had something valuable in his hand, Zhu Changan would not be so desperate after getting the pathology report.
Zhu Changan first drove to the supermarket and bought two barrels of peanut oil, two bags of flour, two bags of rice, ten bags of coarse salt, as well as some vegetables and pork.
Zhu Changan ate the pork and vegetables himself, while the grains, oils, rice, noodles, and salt were used by Zhu Renxia to make money.
After coming out of the supermarket, Zhu Changan drove to the outskirts of the city and bought two sacks of coal for 300 yuan.
Zhu Changan checked the information before going to bed last night. This thing was definitely a hard currency in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. At its most expensive, one hundred kilograms was worth one penny and three silver.
According to the current price calculation, the price of a ton of coal is about 4,000 yuan, which is simply appalling.
"Selling coal in the Ming Dynasty was simply a money grab!"
Zhu Changan drove home, "Except for salt, this should be the most profitable thing, but the yamen does not allow salt to be sold privately. In comparison, selling coal is much freer."
After arriving home, Zhu Changan first carried the coal into the storage room, and then ran several times before moving all the rice, flour, grains and oils purchased from the supermarket upstairs.
Although it was already early September, Zhu Changan was still sweating profusely.
"Thankfully there is an elevator, otherwise climbing to the 16th floor would have exhausted my cancer cells."
Zhu Changan got into the bathroom and took a shower, then immediately went to the landscaping box to check on the situation in Jiangjiacun.
I saw that the world in the box had entered a new day, and the golden morning light was shining on the earth.
Seeing Tianzun appear, Zhu Renxia hurriedly begged: "Tianzun, there has been no rainfall in this area for three months, and the crops will wither soon. Can you cast a spell to help Jiangjia Village get rain?"
Zhu Changan said: "Then go and tell the villagers that you want to set up an altar to pray for rain in Jiangjiacun."
"Very good."
Zhu Renxia was overjoyed and said, "I will go and gather the people to set up an altar."
"Just keep it simple." Zhu Changan warned, "I mainly want to help you establish your prestige, and I don't really need to sacrifice."
"Thank you, Heavenly Lord."
Zhu Renxia thanked him and gathered the villagers in a hurry.
"Uncles and aunts, please come out to help. My brother-in-law wants to pray for rain!"
Jiang Xiaoyu had a bed sheet draped over his body and a wooden sword hanging from his waist. He ran more cheerfully than anyone else.
The nickname "Dirty Boy" made him full of motivation, as if he was stepping on hot wheels.
"Er Donkey, Sanwa, Xiao Hei, hurry up and work with me. My brother-in-law is asking for rain."
"When it rains heavily, there will be water in the river in our village. We no longer have to travel dozens of miles to catch fish!"
Hearing that Mr. Zhu wanted to pray for rain in Jiangjia Village, the villagers who had despaired of God joined the battle and helped Zhu Renxia build an altar at the east end of the village.
Zhu Changan drove out again, rushed to the suburbs of the city to find an agricultural supplies supermarket, and spent 80 yuan to buy a back-box sprayer.
The little figure in the box is only one centimeter in size. If you pour water directly into it with a faucet, the water will cover the golden mountain and the body will float on the oars.
This small-diameter sprayer, which looks like a showerhead, can spray tap water evenly into the landscaping box.
When Zhu Changan came back, the villagers in Jiangjia Village had also built an altar.
Seeing the handsome face of "Tianzun" appeared in the sky, Zhu Renxia, dressed in coarse cloth, climbed onto the altar to meditate in full view of everyone.
Jiang Axiu's handsome face was sweating, and she didn't know if her fiancé had this ability?
Being able to summon gods and being able to make gods rain shouldn't be the same thing, right?
Doesn’t it mean that rainfall is under the control of the Dragon King?
If the Dragon King doesn't give this Heavenly Lord face, won't he let the people down?
Almost all the nearly 300 people from Jiangjia Village, including women, children, old and young, came to watch.
"I hope Mr. Zhu can move God and send a heavy rain."
"Sigh... It hasn't rained for three months. In another ten days and a half, the crops will probably be completely dead."
"I don't know whether our Jiangjia Village will be under the control of the Dragon King of the South China Sea or the Dragon King of the East China Sea?"
In order to cooperate with Zhu Renxia's acting, Zhu Changan held three cigarettes in his mouth and puffed out smoke.
There was a commotion among the villagers in the box, and they all looked up to the sky.
"Look, look, the sky has changed. The sky is full of mist. It looks like it's really going to rain!"
"Great, Mr. Zhu really has great powers!"
"No, Mr. Zhu is a descendant of Taizu and a relative of the emperor. How can the Dragon King not give him face?"
"Stop talking nonsense. There are thousands of clans in the Ming Dynasty. How many of them can ask for rain?"
After Zhu Changan finished blowing out the smoke, the wind started to blow.
He raised the fan and blew it into the box.
Although only the lowest gear was turned on, there was still sand and rocks flying and trees swaying in Jiangjiacun.
"The wind is blowing, the wind is blowing!"
"Great, it's going to rain soon!"
Instead of going home, the villagers who had been experiencing drought for three months cheered in the strong wind.
After a while, Zhu Changan put down the electric fan, carried the sprayer filled with tap water on his back, and started to rain water into the box.
Soon, heavy rain fell over Jiangjiacun.
The heavy rain not only soaked the villagers, but also watered the fields in Jiangjia Village and the trees with withered leaves.
The villagers still did not go home to take shelter from the rain. Instead, they danced and sang in the rain, singing to their heart's content.
But what makes some people confused is that the clouds always fall in groups and circle around Jiangjiacun, instead of the heavy rain like before, pouring out in a steady stream.
The rain soaked Jiang Axiu's clothes, clinging tightly to her body, and even more so, it outlined her exquisite curves, with her front and back bulging.
Zhu Renxia couldn't help but be fascinated by it: "Xiu'er is so beautiful!"
"Dad, did you see it? It's raining heavily!"
Jiang Axiu put her hands on her mouth and shouted to the sky.
Rain and tears intertwined and flowed down her cheeks.
"Dad, when you were alive, you were so worried about our crops that you couldn't sleep. Now it's finally raining heavily, and our crops can be saved!"
Zhu Renxia walked down the altar, gently held Axiu's shoulders, and comforted her softly.
"Xiu'er, don't cry. I will definitely take good care of you and Xiaoyu from now on, and I won't let you suffer anymore."
Jiang Axiu hugged Zhu Renxia tightly in the rain and choked with sobs: "Thank you, sir."
Zhu Changan sprayed three buckets of water into the landscaping box in one breath, which took nearly an hour.
For the villagers in Jiangjia Village, this rain was equivalent to two hours.
Not only were the crops that had dried up for a long time been saved, the trees with withered leaves were full of life, but even the ditches and creeks were full of water.
Unconsciously, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Zhu Changan, who was in a good mood, got into the kitchen to cook.
"I helped Jiangjiacun make rain today, so the health value should have changed again, right?"
After Zhu Changan had eaten and drank enough, he thought about the health value again, so he burped and came to the landscaping box to check.
[Zhu Changan: Health value 35, +3 today]
"Well... in the morning it was +2 for today, and after the rain, it became +3 for today. In other words, this rain increased my health by 1 point."
After a day of hard work, Zhu Changan was already a little tired, so he turned off the light and went to sleep.
Early next morning.
After Zhu Changan woke up, he found that the salesman's pick in the living room had grown to normal size.
The pole is about two meters long, and the bamboo baskets at both ends are each 50 centimeters in diameter. The vases, hairpins, wooden combs, Buddhist beads, colored glaze and other items inside have also become normal sizes.
"If the world in the box is indeed the late Ming Dynasty, are these things considered cultural relics?"
Zhu Changan did not dare to jump to conclusions and planned to go to the antique market and find a few more shops before asking.
The world in the box has entered daytime again. The villagers in Jiangjia Village are busy in the fields. Zhu Renxia and Jiang Axiu are also among them. The world is prosperous.
Zhu Changan provoked the salesman to pick the goods and went out with confidence.
