"Hey," the old man sighed, and after a while he said, "You think I don't want to buy cows?"
Everyone looked towards the old man.
"I don't even think about it.
He Mazi is a nice person and he is so kind to sell the cow for five guan."
Uncle: "When the time comes, there will be no room for him to lie in black and white."
Second uncle: "That's right, as long as you press your fingerprints, you can't help it.
Dad, a mature cow costs eight guan at the market.
I still remember that I bought it last autumn, when I was still a child.
The calf is only one year old.
If we buy it, it will last for many years without any loss."
After being told by his three sons, the old man considered it over and over again.
As long as He Mazi pressed his fingerprints, even if he wanted to go back on his word, he would be able to rent some more land if he had cows.
Even though life is tight now.
It's a bit rough, but as long as the autumn harvest comes, it will be considered a turnaround.
This is indeed a good deal, and he immediately said without hesitation: "Okay, our Yang family will buy this cow for the boss.
Tomorrow morning you and the third brother will go to Manager Li and sell half of the grain.
The second brother will go and buy it."
Muramasa, ask him to help be a witness."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the entire Yang family was very happy.
The Yang family was finally going to have a cow.
The next day, before dawn, my father and his uncle got up.
In high spirits, they went to Muramasa's house and borrowed an ox cart.
Then they loaded up the grain and hurried toward the city in a hurry.
Although there are merchants who collect grain in the town, it is at least 30% less than the copper coins exchanged in the city.
It is just more travel.
Even on weekdays, no one sells grain to the town, only those who are ignorant Only a fool would do something stupid like that.
After a while, the second uncle also left, taking twenty eggs with him.
He wanted to visit Muramasa's house again and ask Muramasa to testify about the cow purchase.
The family is not idle, and several cousins must build a cowshed in the backyard as soon as possible to prepare for the arrival of new members.
Yang Ming also brought a small backpack.
He was going to the river to cut some grass, which is the cow's favorite food.
Although he couldn't do much, he still did his part.
Everyone was busy with what they should do, without fussing over anything or having any temper.
The promising life made everyone full of energy.
Before noon, the uncle and father came back, smiling and holding a bag of copper coins from the oxcart.
Not long after, the second uncle, Muramasa, and He Mazi also came.
He Mazi was holding a strong big ox in his hand, and from time to time he would hit it twice with a branch.
The old man was so cruel that he felt very distressed.
"Brother, is that the cow our family wants to buy?"
Yang Lan looked at the mooing old cow with her big eyes open, and her face was a bit unbearable.
Like the rest of the family, she also regarded this big guy as one of the family members.
When the members saw Lao Niu being beaten, they were full of hostility towards He Zi.
Yang Ming smiled.
The transaction has not been completed yet.
The cow is naturally He Mazi's private property.
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Although he is a little reluctant to part with it, after all, it is understandable for people to discipline their own cows.
"Well, be obedient and don't move around.
Brother, go to the front to see Dad and the others buying cattle."
"Okay, I'll stand here, brother, please tell that bad pock to stop hitting it."
In fact, Yang Ming also found it strange that there was nothing wrong with this cow.
On the contrary, it was very strong.
It has thick limbs and a majestic build.
There is a mark on the back of the cow's neck, which is the mark of pulling a plow.
It seems that it has already started working.
This is a good cow that can already get to the ground.
Yang Ming defined it in his heart.
The old man also smiled happily, his wrinkled face glowing red.
The transaction was actually not complicated.
Under Muramasa's nose, the two parties put their fingerprints on the document that the uncle brought back from the city and then handed over the money and the cow.
The business was considered completed.
"Old He, Old Muramasa, let's have a meal together at home."
The old man sincerely wanted to invite the two of them to have a meal at home.
Old Muramasa testified that this is what he should do.
He Mazi can sell cattle for five guan.
That was a lot of loss.
Even though it was a consensual thing, he still felt a little sorry for her.
"No need, I still have things to do at home, I still have things to do."
He Mazi picked up the copper coins and walked towards the end of the village step by step.
At this moment, Yang Ming clearly saw He Mazi let out a sigh of relief.
There must be something wrong with the cow However, he didn't know what the problem was.
The cow is a good cow, and it is the one that the village watches to go to the ground.
This cannot be false, but it is obvious that he will suffer a loss.
Unless the person is a fool, there is no way he would do this.
What's the problem?
After thinking for a long time, Yang Ming still couldn't find a clue, so he simply gave up thinking because the whole family had enthusiastically welcomed the new member into the cowshed and treated him with the fattest grass cut by Yang Ming. .
The old village was there, and the food at noon was much richer.
The dry rice with sorghum rice was steaming hot with some white rice added to it.
There were also two fish, both braised and cut into pieces by the women, exuding this tempting taste. aroma.
In fact, from Yang Ming's point of view, the taste is not very good.
There are only a few drops of oil and water in the clear soup.
However, it is a luxury to live in such a life.
It is already a big surprise for poor people to have enough food, so they can't go there.
Extravagant taste.
There was also a bowl of meat, the vegetables took up seven layers, and the oil was placed in front of the old man and Muramasa.
If he hadn't bought the beef, the old man would not have been willing to eat the meat.
Of course there is wine.
The turbid yellow soup is mixed with many unknown floating substances.
This is home-brewed rice wine.
Yang Ming is sure that it just has a bit of wine smell.
It is estimated that it does not exceed 20 degrees.
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Even so, it is full.
I can count the number of drinking days in a year on one hand.
Everyone cherished this hard-earned lunch.
Even a drop of oil was licked clean.
No one laughed at anyone, and no one stopped what they were doing.
For farmers, food is precious and cannot be eaten.
It's the same if even a grain of sorghum is wasted.
It should go into the stomach instead of being shamefully squandered on insignificant face.
On the dinner table.
"Congratulations, brother, your Yang family finally has cattle.
While the sun is still long, you can go to the village chief's house to get dozens of acres of land for planting.
Then you can have more harvests."
The old villager was talking, The chopsticks moved toward a piece of fat meat, and a smile appeared on the old face.
"I still have to thank my brother for helping to witness."
The old man laughed and continued: "Brother, my family has the same plan.
We will get another twenty acres of land and plow all the cattle now, so we can have a drink
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