Wang Erlang's old face turned red: My niece can really boast about herself, and she uses all kinds of tricks to spread her reputation!

"Auntie, I can also knit straw baskets. You know Zhang Qing Xiaolang, right? I can also knit bulrush baskets. Aunt, think about it, is it better to knit a few pairs of straw sandals for free, or a big basket that can be used for a long time?

?Are you sure you want to replace the straw basket? Then take the straw back and replace it with cattails."

"Uncle, I know how to weave straw mats and bamboo mats. The mats I weave don't have rolled edges. But you have to add materials, and it's appropriate to add materials. This is a big piece! Why are you still hesitating? Two months later, Uncle

, I’m going to compete in the county. If you don’t add more materials, I won’t be able to push you to the front. There are many people waiting for me to make straw sandals.”

"Grandma wants a bamboo basket instead? The straw sandals I owe you don't count. Don't worry, don't worry. If I don't have time to make one before I go to the county, I will make your basket first after the exam. I won't forget it.

Keeping track of the accounts."

On a broken board, baskets, baskets, and straw mats were marked with stones. Finally sending a group of people away, Wang Erlang had mixed feelings. He originally owed two hundred pairs of straw sandals, but now the quantity has decreased, but the quality has increased.

"Age, we've already made big changes, when will we have to knit them? Look, they're still bamboo baskets and bamboo mats!" Wang Erlang's worried forehead lines have become semi-permanent! When his niece was at home, she also knitted them with vitex sticks.

Shao Kei, when did you ever weave bamboo objects?

"It's going to be tiring anyway, so why not let the folks know that my craftsmanship is worse than Zhang Qing's. Second uncle, don't worry, I know everything about knitting. I know how to weave with vitex and bamboo strips. After staying for two more days, we will go back to the village. , I will pay off my debts while studying, and then my eldest father and second uncle will have to help me go to the wild mountains to cut bamboo." Wang Ge has already obtained the craftsman quota, and he must no longer hide his clumsiness. He must use these two months to let me work. Everyone in Jiashe Village knows that she has a talent for knitting!

"Go back to the village? What about the debt collectors here?"

"Don't we often have oxcarts coming to our village? I will weave some baskets for them and let them carry mine to the post house every time they transport goods."

Wang Erlang smacked his lips: Good fellow, before I return to the village, I have incurred another debt.

Wang Ge threw the wooden board aside: "What are you afraid of? If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won't have to worry."

"What a shame! The more lice there are, the more itchy it becomes!"

The next day, the uncle and nephew scratched their lice and said goodbye to the old man who fed the pigs in the post house: "Ah, I have to trouble you to convey to the villagers that I have to go back to farm. The accounting on the board will be kept every few days.

Ask the village neighbors to bring it to the post house, and whoever takes it away will be wiped out by Aweng."

"Take care of me!" the old man said generously.

There were no outsiders around, but Wang Ge lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Ah, don't forget, every time I send something, there is something tied with a hemp rope, which I specially left for you."

The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, and he whispered back: "I can't forget it, I can't forget it!"

After walking on the country road, Wang Erlang felt very uneasy: "Is it okay if we just leave like this?"

"Isn't there Awen Adhana as a surety?"

Staggering, Wang Erlang suddenly felt that he had lived two lifetimes in vain.

The words are divided into two parts.

Zhang Jiying, Huan Zhen and his party hastened to leave Yangzhou.

There were dark clouds overhead and it started to rain soon.

In the first step of exploring the road, Tie Feng reported: "Master Zhang, Huan Lang, there is a pavilion ahead to take shelter from the rain."

They took the official road, and sometimes there was a post house built at one pavilion every ten miles, and sometimes there was another short pavilion five miles away just for resting and sheltering from the rain.

"Walk!"

"drive!"

When everyone was on the road, they all wore scarves on their heads to prevent dust. After entering the wooden pavilion, Huan Zhen was about to ask Zhang Jiying when he saw strands of black water dripping from the edge of the other party's scarf.

Huan Zhen...has Master dyed his hair? He shifted his gaze and looked at the sky in embarrassment.

Tie Lei led the owner's two horses into the pavilion, raised his head, and faced Master Zhang's face covered with black lines. The corners of Tie Lei's mouth trembled obviously, and he quickly walked to Huan Zhen's side and looked at the sky together.

Tie Feng followed closely: "Hey, it seems that in just a short while..." He looked at Mr. Zhang, his chin immediately trembled, and his nostrils flaring rapidly.

Click, a drop of black water hit the back of Zhang Jiying's hand: it's broken, the dye powder has faded.

We couldn't stay in this pavilion any longer, so Tie Feng turned around and ran away: "I'll go explore the road again!"

A horse snorted just at that moment.

Zhang Jiying twisted his head: "Who is laughing?!"

"Sir, it was the horse that sneezed!" Tie Feng rode away.

Tie Lei couldn't hold it in any longer and rushed out of the pavilion: "Sir, I'm also going to explore..." After all, he couldn't hold it back anymore, and he chased Tie Feng away with a frown on his face.

Huan Zhen then turned around and handed over a small bronze mirror and a handkerchief: "Master, don't dye your hair on rainy days from now on."

Zhang Jiying wiped his face and snorted coldly.

Huan Zhen: "It's all my fault for the rain. It must be heavier or stop raining!"

Zhang Jiying returned the bronze mirror, looked at the rain lines on the eaves of the pavilion, and suddenly sighed.

"Master, what are you worried about?"

"The Book of Books says: A gentleman has no means of escape. If he foresees the difficulty of farming and finds relief, he will know the support of the villain. Farmers rely on the sky for their livelihood, and good weather and good weather are fine. However, if there is drought or waterlogging, they often even have to pay the land tax.

Not on."

What did Master want to say? Huan Zhen waited silently for the next sentence.

Zhang Jiying glanced at his disciple, and sighed again, his voice was slow, and his sad posture was a bit exaggerated. "So, if a farmer's daughter can become a craftsman or a craftsman, she can at least reduce the land rent and reduce the labor burden on her family. Yes.

If you have craftsmanship skills, you will be able to find a good family when you marry in the future."

Huan Zhen understood: "I have property in Yangzhou, so I will repair books and send a master craftsman... a master craftsman! to Cuiyi County to preside over Mrs. Wang's craftsman examination."

"No special favors, just justice!"

"Disciple knows." Huan Zhen agreed. In his early years, the master experienced the turmoil of becoming the emperor. After resigning, he lived in seclusion in Wu County.

After studying in two official schools, Huan Zhen felt a little distressed when he still had to go round and round for such a trivial matter.

As for why the master valued the pair of sisters in Jiashe Village, it is not Huan Zhen's place to speculate.

Strangely enough, both the master and the apprentice were sure that Wang Ge would definitely take the craftsman's boy examination, but they did not know that the craftsmen in Weiyi County had a "craftsman" selection before taking the craftsman's boy examination.

Wang Ge, who was being cared for, was also on his way in the heavy rain, trudging on the country road with his second uncle.

The official road is not easy to walk, let alone the muddy path.

Hey! She fell over and fell onto her back. The grain bag fell into the mud and was soaked immediately, but she couldn't throw it away. She quickly picked it back up and put it back in the basket.

After a while, Wang Erlang also fell down.

Wang Ge helped his second uncle to get up and secretly complained to God: Either it will go down early or it will go down late! They just passed by a wooden pavilion and rested for a moment. They felt that although the sky was cloudy, it would not rain for a while, but they did not expect to walk two miles away.

The ground started crackling.

Even if the two of them go back, the distance is not short. Forget it, let's move on.

When they turned onto the official road and found a short pavilion to take shelter from the rain, the rain stopped again.

Infuriating!

The uncle and nephew were like mud monkeys, cursing and hurried on their way again. Unfortunately, they only returned to the village after dark.

In the past few days since Wang Ge left home, the two aunts took turns cooking and fetching water. The weather was bad today, so Yao took the opportunity to be lazy, and there was only a layer of water at the bottom of the tank.

Wang Weng caught fire and was so frightened that the three families carried water all night.

After Wang Erlang washed off the dirt and returned to the house, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep for a long time.

No one knows that this is his third life!

In the first life, Emperor Wu fell into a coma in his later years and passed the throne to his foolish son, which led to chaos in the clan and the people's livelihood. Farmers like the Wang family were soon destroyed by war. In this life, Wang Erlang did not survive to adulthood.

In the second life, the Jin Dynasty changed the world! The emperor seized the throne, punished traitorous ministers, and reduced taxes on the people. Life became better and better, so good that Wang Erlang thought that his previous life was a figment of his imagination. But the good times did not last long, and the Wang family repeated the bad luck of the first life.

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Chapter completed!