Zhao Yuanle returned home and ran towards his bowl of treasures happily.

After she came out, she saw the whole family waiting for her in the room.

Zhao Yuanle: "Well...what's wrong?"

Zhao Sancheng spoke first.

"Lele, who have you provoked?"

Zhao Yuanle: "No."

He Ju asked, "I saw that person, who was in a carriage, and there were a few servants around him. The person who came into the room was wearing such good clothes, which was not simple at first glance.

Lele, we can’t afford to offend such people.”

Zhao Yuanlan now has a psychological shadow on the nobles, and nods wildly next to her.

"That's right, those people are different from us, so it's best not to contact us. If something happens, it's us who are miserable."

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

"Don't worry, this time it's really okay. This is indeed a very powerful person. He is completely different from those nobles in the county.

Besides, this is not something I don’t want to contact if I don’t want to contact. We don’t have to choose.”

Zhao Ercheng, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but give Zhao Yuanle advice.

"Lele, a person is very strong and may be a little powerful in this village, but he is incomparable to those people. You still have to be a good person."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the family sincerely.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen.

Not all noble people are unreasonable. Those who bully others by virtue are not considered real noble people at all. Their real nobles and their etiquette and character are not on the same level as those in the county.

What is this called? The King of Hell is easier, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with. The less powerful he has, the more he likes to take himself seriously. Those who can sit in a high position are not only smart, but also have a big picture."

Several people listened to Zhao Yuanle's words and seemed to understand.

He Ju showed a gratified expression.

"Lele is really sensible. He says a few words and many idioms. Those who know how to read are different."

Zhao Yuanle: Where is the idiom for “…”? Is that a common saying?

She smiled awkwardly and decided to skip the topic.

"Let's have dinner, it's dark."

He Ju let out a sound, and saw Zhao Yuanlan who was still in a state of not understanding, and pulled Zhao Yuanlan into the kitchen.

"I know how to play every day, and I won't do anything. Come in and burn the fire for me."

Zhao Yuanlan collapsed and retorted with grievance.

"I don't do anything every day anymore. I cut down the pig grass for the afternoon today!"

Speaking of pig grass, Zhao Yuanle thinks of his pig.

She ran into the pigpen and saw several pigs eating happily all looking up at her.

"You eat less today and eat the remaining pig grass tomorrow with bran. I will go to the county tomorrow. I can't take you to eat pig grass anymore."

The pigs seemed to understand it, and they lowered their heads and ate pig grass even slower.

Zhao Yuanle ran into the kitchen again and saw that the bowl was packed and cut into pieces of snake meat.

He Ju was cutting garlic and chili on the side.

Zhao Yuanle walked over and sat with Zhao Yuanlan. She told Zhao Yuanlan.

"I'm going to the county tomorrow, do I want to go together?"

Zhao Yuanlan shook her head quickly.

"I won't go, you'll bring me food back then."

He Ju immediately stopped.

"Don't buy it for her. I've had three full meals a day and I want to eat snacks. I'm not a kid anymore. Look at your younger brother who is so young, and he doesn't look like you."

Zhao Yuanlan hummed, without refuting, but gave Zhao Yuanle a look.

Zhao Yuanle chuckled.

"I went to the county to sell the essential oils and puree I made this time, and I guess I can sell a few more oceans. I can buy some things to eat."

While cutting vegetables, He Ju asked, "I've done it this time, are there any more?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I'm afraid there is no more. In fact, the camellia here is OK, but there are too few, so it's too troublesome to search everywhere."

He Ju thought for a while and said, "If it is really possible, when the herbs are collected next year, I will tell people around me to collect this and make a pound of money, and I will also earn it."

Zhao Yuanle felt that this seemed feasible.

But the premise is that there must be stable trading channels.

She thought that this essential oil pure oil must not be sold to Miss Wang.

I sold it to the boss at a cheap price in the town, and then the boss was considered a channel.

Then tomorrow she went to the county and went to find a powder shop, especially a shop that sells foreign perfumes, which would be a stable channel in the future.

The fire in the stove made Zhao Yuanle thinker's face red.

He Ju cooks oil in a pot, stir-frys the garlic and peppers, and then pours it into snake meat.

The smoke scattered everywhere, although it was fragrant, but it was a bit choking.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan hid behind.

He Ju stir-fryed the meat with the smoke and said casually: "One day you can open a small window here and you can let the cigarette out."

Zhao Yuanle is already very familiar with the layout of this home. She feels that although this home is neat and clean, it is still a tile house, but the design and layout of many places are too uncomfortable according to her modern perspective.

She also said something.

"When I make money, I will rectify the house again."

When Zhao Yuanlan heard this, her eyes lit up.

"Really, can I have that kind of bed with carved bedside tables?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, you can just have money."

He Ju scoffed at him.

"What's wrong with our house? It's the main thing to buy some good land for the money to sell pigs. I'll change the house and have nothing to do."

Zhao Yuanle didn't say anything.

But her determination to renovate the house was not just as firm.

Nothing else…Summer is coming soon.

It was fine last month, and the weather was quite cold, so she could still hold back when using the bathroom.

But now the weather is getting hot. She could already hear the buzzing sound of mosquitoes when she went to the bathroom before, and even her exposed butt was bitten. Although the mosquito did not bit her pig skin, it was annoying.

What she couldn't accept the most was the maggots crawling out of the pit.

Below the pigpen is a septic tank. The toilet repaired next to the pigpen is connected to the septic tank diagonally, and maggots will crawl out.

It's not very hot this day, when it's very hot...

Zhao Yuanle thought about it and got goosebumps all over.

Sometimes when she feeds pigs, she accidentally sees the feces under the pigpen and feels her scalp numb.

In order to make her feel more comfortable using the toilet, she must use the money to renovate the house first.

During dinner, Zhao Sancheng heard Zhao Yuanle explain that he was going to the county tomorrow and said, "You go back to buy two hoes, and it turns out that those two are rusted."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Okay."

However, this was the first time she heard that a hoe would rust. In her impression, her grandparents had used several hoes for many years and never rust. Sometimes the hoe was loose and she needed to be re-stuck with some wood.

He Ju couldn't help but complain when she heard this.
Chapter completed!