Little Brother, slow life in another world

Chapter 8

    The topic suddenly jumped to money, Miao Heniang couldn't touch his head. "What's the money?"

    Miao He said with a tired expression, "Xiaobao is my younger brother, and this matter hasn't happened. I don't want to say that he is not a brother, so that Xiaobao will have some bad luck in the future, I am afraid it is my mother who does not want to. It’s not a good idea to help, but if it’s a make-up gift, A-niang will directly say the number, and I will ask Da Lang."

    Miao Heniang's face suddenly became ugly when Miao He said this, and her words were much sharper, "What nonsense are you talking about? It’s just to help her mother’s family, what bad luck can make Little Treasure!? How can your brother, a mouth be so vicious!?"

    "I'm thinking about Little Treasure. The monk who came to the village earlier to alms," Don't say that people can't make an ostomy business indiscriminately. But if Aniang really doesn't mind, it's okay to help, don't say I didn't remind me in the future."

    Miao Heniang also recalled this mention. A few years ago, a monk came to their village for alms, and was quite courteous by the village chief. He invited a few meals to Su Zhai. After that, the monk gave a lecture to the villagers. It seems that this is true if it is said to be respectful and respectful.

    Miao Heniang couldn't help but hesitate. She gave birth to Xiaobao desperately, and she is definitely her treasure. Because of this, Xiaobao is weaker than other babies after he is born. She wanted to get some meat from Brother He, just to keep Little Bao's white fat healthy. Now, listening to Miao He's words, if there is any bad luck, can the meat she wants be given to Little Treasure?

    According to the modern concept, filial piety does not marry either. However, seeing the appearance of his mother in his original form, Miao He seemed to be looking for a long-term meal ticket. He wanted to agree to it. Not only himself, but also Yang Dalang. I didn't see her until now, it was mainly about the Yang family.

    Miao He didn't want Yang Dalang because he was even more unhappy, so he could block as much as he could. In addition, he felt that he had always used this body, and he had to accept this sentiment. If you say the number directly, you should make up the lottery gift, Miao He originally intended to give it, even if he paid back the grace of nurturing the body.

    Seeing his mother's face hesitated at this time, Miao He pushed again. "It's just right. Da Lang caught a pheasant yesterday and he was very energetic. Aniang took home the stew soup for Xiao Bao to drink, just to make up for it."

    After speaking, he turned and walked to the backyard where he tied the cock. The chicken shed hasn't been set up yet, so it can only be tied. Miao Heniang was really taken aback, and quickly grabbed Miao He's sleeve.

    "Wait, wait! Ay, what's the rush, A-niang, haven't you figured it out yet?"

    Miao He glanced at her and muttered to herself, "Just think about it, A-niang, a chicken is two horns. Silver, a tael of silver makes five chickens. If you have six taels, you can buy thirty chickens. Thirty chickens, half and half of the stew, how long can you drink it? In the past, the family could not eat it for the first year. A few of them. Besides, it's difficult to ask Da Lang to catch chickens every day to make up for Xiao Bao."

    Miao He is not a fool. This year’s farming technology is not advanced. If you use refined rice to grow a field of four in a family, you can produce only about 20 taels a year, and only 15 or 60 taels after you pay the land tax. . After deducting the amount of food consumed by four people a year, the money that can be saved is only two or three taels a year. Not to mention, if the weather is bad or pest infestation, the output will be even lower.