However, I am not afraid of ghosts, but I am afraid of the cold wind.
One of the windows was leaking, and he had no quilt. If he slept like this, he would freeze to death as soon as he closed his eyes.
There was no other way, Shangguan Shu took the brocade robe he had taken off and blocked the window, which barely blocked the cold wind.
Lying on the stiff earthen kang, Shangguan Shu finally felt hungry, but instead of thinking about filling his stomach, he was quite excited. It would be better to be thin because of hunger, it would be better to be thin because of hunger!
However, I can't sleep when I'm hungry.
Shangguan Shu simply stood up and counted his copper coins.
The room was too dark for him to see clearly.
So he went to the yard and counted the copper coins in the moonlight.
He had lived for thirty-three years and had never seen so many copper coins.
Quite fresh.
There are eighty-nine coins in total. I wonder how much I can buy with them.
He planned to fight a long battle, so he should buy a few acres of land, a cow, a donkey that could pull a mill, and raise some pigs and chickens...
These copper coins should be enough, right?
Well, buy a few more lambs.
Although the little rascal Yue'er has gone to find Zhao Ying now, she will definitely come back. When she comes back, she will know that her father has been kicked out.
Zhao Ying will also know.
His current miserable appearance would be seen exactly by Zhao Ying.
Will she be happier?
He no longer expected her to feel sorry for him...
It’s okay, take it one step at a time.
Zhao Ying would definitely not let Yue'er suffer with him, but what if Yue'er insisted on staying? He couldn't let Yue'er really suffer, right?
Buy a few sheep, they can produce milk and eat their legs.
Yueer will definitely like it!
Shangguan Shu made plans. Now that he had a goal, he was no longer as decadent as before. Before dawn, he went down the mountain to a nearby town to buy land and livestock.
After asking around, he learned that the nearby fertile fields all belonged to Landlord Zhang, so he found Landlord Zhang's house.
Perhaps it was because his face was too outstanding, standing out from the crowd in the unknown town. The greedy and cunning landlord Zhang also became more polite, thinking that he might be a retired official who came to enjoy the pastoral life.
Landlord Zhang asked Shangguan Shu how many acres he wanted to buy, what he wanted to plant, and whether he knew how to plant. If not, he could find someone to teach him.
Shangguan Shu thought about it and asked first, how much silver is one acre of land.
Landlord Zhang honestly said, "Fine land is five taels, medium land is three taels, and the worst land is one tael..."
(One tael and one hundred wen, privately set)
Wheat grown on inferior land can only be harvested twice a year, and the yield is only half of that on fertile land.
Shangguan Shu wanted to run out and find Liao Mu, who had been driven away to an unknown place, to get some more silver.
But ideas are ideas, and reality is reality.
For the first time in his life, Shangguan Shu experienced the embarrassment of being short of money. To be honest, his face turned red.
He came out of Landlord Zhang's house in a dejected manner, and with a simple and handsome face, he went to ask the price of the livestock.
A piglet weighs two taels, a lamb weighs five taels, and cows and donkeys are even more expensive, after all, they are both meat animals and productive forces.
Shangguan Shu wanted to go back immediately and tie up the six ministers and local officials and beat them up. The prices were far from what they reported in their memorials!
How can it be possible to deceive superiors and subordinates and cover up the truth while everything is going on?
These officials would never have dreamed that the falsification of official livelihood data was discovered by the top three leaders.
The prices in the coupons were low, and the selling prices were high, so the farmers had no worries about food and clothing, and lived and worked in peace and contentment. But now, even food and clothing have become a problem...
But now, it was unrealistic for Shangguan Shu to go back. He had run too far away, and it was not easy to go back, and he had no horse... Shangguan Shu could only accept his fate and return to his small shabby house, hungry, and took his brocade robe down from the window and pawned it.
Received two hundred taels of silver.
For the first time, Shangguan Shu deeply understood what the poem said: "The rich have wine and meat, but the poor are freezing to death on the road."
He took the silver and went to the roadside to eat a bowl of clear soup noodles to fill his stomach, then bought some daily necessities, tables, chairs, benches, paper for pasting windows, oil lamps, quilts, five acres of fertile land, three chickens, a donkey, three sheep, a cow, and some related tools.
When I went back, I still had thirty coins left... enough to buy thirty steamed buns.
The small, shabby house was simply cleaned up and barely habitable.
Tonight is New Year's Eve. Shangguan Shu is thinking about Zhao Ying and is being emo again.
This must be God's punishment for him... He lost his wife and children, and was left alone, sitting in the deep mountains and forests, accompanied by lingering wine and cold wind.
Balabala, blah blah...
Shangguan Shu bought a pot of wine, but after taking a sip, he found it too unpalatable, so he just drank water. Fortunately, there was a clear spring not far away, and the water was sweet.
In the yard, the man looked at the moon with melancholy.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Shangguan Shu frowned and looked over.
A man in white with disheveled hair...?
Could it be a ghost?
Shangguan Shu was actually excited. Hey, he had never seen a ghost before.
Shangguan Shu stood up and walked over.
Heng Lin's indifferent pupils suddenly shrank and disappeared when he saw Shangguan Shu's face.
But Shangguan Shu still caught him. However, he was used to it. Seeing his appearance in the wilderness would definitely surprise people.
Shangguan Shu glanced at the ground imperceptibly. There was a shadow, not a ghost...
I felt a little disappointed.
He asked calmly, "Why are you knocking?"
Heng Lin looked at him deeply, as if he was looking through him at someone else. He nodded slightly, "I am the owner of a small temple on Yumang Mountain. I came here to beg for some vegetarian food..."
"To be honest, I haven't eaten or drunk anything for three days..."
Shangguan Shu raised an eyebrow. He knew there was a temple on Yumang Mountain. He didn't know if it was effective, but wasn't it incredibly popular? Why wasn't there enough food?
Shangguan Shu asked the question in his heart, but Heng Lin looked at him disapprovingly and shook his head, "If the immortal cannot grant your requests in the mortal world, then you cannot enjoy their offerings in vain..."
"oh……"
I don't know if it's because I'm sticking to my principles or because I'm too rigid.
Shangguan Shu inexplicably felt that this sentence was very familiar, this scene was very familiar...
He didn't hesitate, turned sideways so that Henglin could see the yard, and said directly: "I can't cook. There is rice and noodles. If you can cook, you can light the fire and cook it yourself!"
After saying that, Shangguan Shu went back and sat down, continuing to drink water to relieve his worries.
There was a slight crack on Heng Lin's indifferent face.
Do it yourself...
Why……
Heng Lin was so hungry that he had no choice but to listen to Shangguan Shu and light a fire to cook.
Half an hour later, two plates of stir-fried wild vegetables were placed in front of Shangguan Shu.
This immortal was a nice person and even cooked some rice for him.
He didn't complain about the food being bad, as he had tasted Indian food before!
Shangguan Shu thanked him and calmly picked up the rice and started eating.
Although he is down and out, he still eats elegantly.
The same was true for Heng Lin on the opposite side.
The two of them didn't seem to be eating simple meals, but rather drinking nectar...
While eating, Heng Lin suddenly looked up at Shangguan Shu, and his cold eyes softened, as if with pity...
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