Wang Siliu was working in the yard and didn't recognize Xu Hao who was hitting him, otherwise he would have jumped up happily.

Every time Xu Hao comes back, he either holds a church or invites a opera troupe. He holds a lively banquet for three days, allowing the villagers to take food and take food. This has become the most anticipated festival for the villagers.

Wang Siliu, who had been busy for a long time, was a little tired and walked out to squat at the door. In the past two years, he had only one hobby, which was to smoke Ye Zici. At that time, Xu Hao had a homemade cigarette in his mouth and gave him one. As a result, Wang Siliu became addicted to smoking. After his planting, he harvested fresh vegetables such as bean pods and other places around the field, and he could also harvest enough Ye Zici he smoked in a year.

After lit the cigarette roll, Wang Siliu took a beautiful sip. Xu Hao, who had walked over, turned around and asked, "What tobacco leaf? Give me one."

"Oh? Isn't this the Third Master? Hello!" Wang Siliu stood up in surprise.

"Let's stay for two days, come, let's smoke a cigarette and chat together." Xu Hao squatted down directly.

Wang Siliu was a little flattered and hurriedly rolled up a cigarette and handed it over. Xu Hao used the cigarette butt to ignite it and took a sip.

Xu Hao was a smoker in his previous life. He would occasionally take a few sips when he was fine in this life, but he didn't usually smoke and didn't want to set a bad example for his children.

"How is the harvest this year?" Xu Hao asked casually.

Wang Siliu grinned and said, "We are an old-fashioned man. In the seasonal solar term, we will plant what we can plant in each piece of land. As long as the weather is not ripped and the rain is in time, we will only be able to harvest it every year or two. Thank you for your blessing, I have some extra money in recent years."

"Yes." Xu Hao smiled and raised the cigarette. The two of them took a sip as if they were toasting.

Wang Siliu is a famous and diligent person. He didn't know that he saved the remaining money without asking. Farmers like the Wang family never stay idle all year round, and they can only take a break during the Chinese New Year. But even in those days, they have to clean houses, dig open trenches, clear garbage, accumulate some soil, miscellaneous fertilizers, and ferment a few piles of compost in accordance with customs.

Usually, he would blow up the family before dawn. He worked hard all day and went home with the moon on his back at night. After dinner, he would also have to weave some things to sell and earn some pocket money. The bamboo cages, bamboo baskets, mandarin duck bags, bamboo mats used at home were all knitted by himself. With this skill, in addition to making money from oil and salt, he could also pull a few feet of cloth for the children and ask his wife to sew clothes and make shoes for the family.

Xu Hao suggested: "It is best to make something for the remaining money. Is your son grown up? My daughter also wants to get married, so she has to make more money. Otherwise, you can buy a calf from me, and you don't charge interest, and when will you pay it back when you have money?"

"The Third Master and I have thought of going together." Wang Siliu was very excited, but he declined politely: "Thank you, Master, I have already chosen it, so I won't bother you."

Xu Hao nodded, knowing that Yao Ming, the character of Xiaojia Village, is an honest person who never wants to ask for help. That's right. Wang Siliu has been proud of his family for not asking for help.

In addition to smoking, he also likes to drink. He is very restrained in drinking and never drinks heavily. He always pays to meet some neighbors who are unhappy. He often spends money to make half a jar of wine to drink. He drowns his sorrows by drinking, and thinks that as a man, he is too unambition.

Whenever he bought a little wine to drink, he was so tired that he was too busy with the farm work in the fields. He asked a few short-term workers to help him. According to the rules of the countryside, he would drink wine and ask short-term workers to drink, and he would also relieve his fatigue.

Everything I eat is grown by myself, and the food outside is not enough to be spent on a copper coin. Rice and wheat are reluctant to eat. Usually, his family only eats coarse grains such as corn, sweet potatoes, and only during the Chinese New Year is that they have to respect their ancestors and worship the gods, so they buy a few kilograms of meat to come back for a tooth sacrifice. All their pigs are sold.

Now that he has some extra money in his hands, Wang Siliu, who is good at calculating, has been thinking about it. The money-making thing is like Mr. Tong, who lends money. But he dares not do it, nor does he dare to give up the "Heaven King's Debt" that is harmful to the will of heaven. It is not because he is afraid of retribution, but because he is very clear that he has no power. Unlike the Tong family, he can send people to steal the other person's pot, get under the door of the other person, or hire two scoundrels to live in the creditor's house to make trouble. Once his debt is released, his capital will be lost, and even his capital will be lost.

I also thought about doing some small business or going to other places to sell goods, but the farm work entangled him and couldn't get rid of him. I was also afraid that he would be allowed to be the officials and tax collectors along the way, and he would make up any reasons. The goods were deducted and ransomed, but he was afraid that the goods would not be taken over, and the teahouses and restaurants would be useless.

Finally, he planned to raise a big buffalo, which was the most needed farming, and he thought about it for more than three to five years. It costs money to borrow oxen to plow the land, and he felt very distressed. Every time he struggled to drag the plowshare in the field, he would think how good it would be if there was a cow? It was a small matter to have less effort with the cattle. The most important thing was that from now on, you could not miss the farming season, cultivate more food, and then eat.

With cows, you can rent them to those who are short of cows, and rent them a lot of money. When the farm is slack, you can pull them out to transport goods and sit in the car and whip them. How beautiful?

Xu Hao's idea coincided with him. Sure enough, Mr. Xu was an expert, which made Wang Siliu very impressed. But in fact, he was fine with buying a cow leg for his little extra money, but it was far from buying a whole cow with four legs.

Five years ago, he had bought a cow with several self-cultivated farmers. He occupied one leg, but the four families were in a group. They couldn't figure it out during the busy farming period, and each family used the cows to death, without caring about it. As a result, the cows were half dead. He withdrew when he saw this.

At that time, he decided to buy a water buffalo. Even if he couldn't afford it, he would be more useful when he was too big.

From then on, buying a water buffalo cow has become Wang Siliu's life goal. He must build up his own family business and be invincible, so as not to conspire to the Tong family who hopes that he is unlucky and the men who collect money from below, quietly plotting on his own family business. Only by buying a cow, after all, people will always have a day of aging.

When you have a big bull, you will be like a rib and you can fly, and you can save more money every year. In two or three years, you can also take advantage of others' dangers to lend money to those poor children who eat, drink, whore and gambling, make money, make profits, pawn other people's land at a low price, and then buy land to buy land, and live a happy life of rich people collecting rent!

Whenever he thought of this, Wang Siliu felt happy and smoked a cigarette to calculate. He had never told anyone about this beautiful dream, and he never thought that there were any reliable friends in the world, nor even to his family, burying the beautiful dream deeply in his heart.

Therefore, with Xu Hao's suggestion, any Xiaojia Villager would accept it happily. With Xu Hao's identity, how could he take the opportunity to plot against the villagers? Of course, Wang Siliu himself knew it, but he just wanted to rely on himself, otherwise even if he realized his dream, the taste would not be sweet. In addition, ordinary farmers would not want to be favored for nothing, nor would they be gossiped by the villagers.

Anyway, he refused, and it would be fine if Xu Hao saw that he was firm in his tone.

After smoking a cigarette, Xu Hao said goodbye and left. Wang Siliu was still squatting there, thinking about it, and even more fascinated. Holding the already extinguished cigarette pole in his mouth, it seemed that the beautiful and strong big bull had been bought, and his eyes were shiny with excitement.

I blinked my eyes and looked carefully, oh! It turned out to be the bull from Tong Erye’s house in the big courtyard. The cowherd came back from the hillside with the cow.

Wang Siliu couldn't help but stand up and chase after him. Seeing how beautiful this cow looked, she shook her tail proudly and slowly walked on her four legs.

No one expected that Xu Hao's words completely made Lord Wang obsessed. From then on, he had to think about it for a while every day, often sitting at the dining table and eating. Suddenly he thought of Dagu Niu, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Originally, he was a person who didn't like to laugh, which inevitably aroused the surprise of his family and asked, "What are you laughing at? Have you picked up a golden doll?"

Wang Siliu put away his smile and said coldly: "It's better than picking up a golden doll."

At night, he woke up in his dream and suddenly heard the sound of cows eating grass in his thatched hut. He quickly turned over and went to the thatched hut to see what happened.

The thatched hut under the moonlight was empty, and there was no cow eating grass? The disappointed Wang Siliu went back to the house to continue sleeping, and fell into his dream in a daze. He dreamed of the village's glutinous fields, and he was walking around in the herd of cattle, looking at the fat and strong cows fed, looking at the fat and strong cows, who were extremely proud, or looking at a thin cow that had not been raised, he slapped the cow's mouth and counted his teeth carefully to see how old the cow was. Touch the cow's back and forth to estimate how strong the cow was.

But every time I wake up, I still slept on my own kang, opened my eyes and looked at the stars in the sky outside the window, and sighed. It was time to call the family big and big, but it turned out to be another dream.

Soon, Wang Siliu couldn't help it anymore. When he was normal, he hurried to the bull market when he was free. He walked around the cattle, touched the cow, looked at the teeth of the cow, opened his ears and listened to what an experienced person said when he bit his ears.

Or stand in front of the buyer and seller and watch others bargain, this is the time when he is most excited. It seems that he is the lucky buyer. Or stand in front of a water buffalo and look carefully. The yellow fluff on the back feels very soft, and the hooves are turned up and look at them. It has great foot strength. Even the cow dung pulled out does not seem to smell, and it has the fragrance of grass.

He looked at his teeth again, it would be fine. The cow was less than five years old and was at the right time to make great efforts. Unfortunately, its owner did not care much and did not feed it to the best of his efforts. The fat was not very good. The cow seemed to stare at him with passionate eyes, looking a little sad.

"If I had raised this cow, I would never have raised this way." He was in a daze when a man from the cow came over and thought he was a buyer, and asked, "Are you sure about this cow?" He said that, and stretched out his sleeves to negotiate with him.

Suddenly, Wang Siliu woke up immediately, hurriedly reached behind his back, and murmured: "No, I just look, look." After saying that, he lowered his head and hurriedly left the bull market. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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