Chapter 30: The world is big, but eating is the most important
She had just checked the injuries of the father and son, and both were not light. Sang Xingjia, in particular, had been kicked in the leg several times while trying to protect his father, and was limping when he walked.
If she had not found cattail leaves as her staple food, and if there were only two strong laborers in the family, it is not difficult to imagine what would have happened to her family.
I'm afraid there will be a few more people waiting to die at the edge of the canyon.
Damn those people!
It was already completely dark while the few of them were talking. Fortunately, they were now walking on the official road, which was relatively flat and they didn't need to worry about their feet.
No one could see the coldness in Sang Yu's eyes, but they could vaguely sense something strange in her calm tone.
Sang Yongjing patted her hand gently and comforted her, "Yu'er, forget it. We are no match for them. We will just not go there in the future."
After this incident, he finally understood that whether in the capital or Lingnan, there were people forming cliques everywhere.
This is definitely not the first time this has happened, but the Inspector pretended to be blind and was clearly colluding with those people.
They have no money, no power and no influence now, so what can they use to fight those people?
It would be better for the family to live in seclusion in the mountains, work from sunrise to sunset, and be honest farmers.
Seeing that he was unwilling to say, Sang Yu did not force him. Sang Yongjing was not the only one who had seen that person, so she turned around and asked Sang Xingjia quietly.
"Dad, brother, do you have any other injuries?"
She couldn't touch them, so she could only observe with her eyes. She didn't know if they had any other injuries.
Two well-mannered scholars were probably being beaten unilaterally, and they must not have suffered internal bleeding.
"No, just some minor injuries. They will heal in a few days."
Sang Yongjing had heard his third brother mention it before.
If you want to kill someone, hit them hard on the head, throat, and lower abdomen. If you are hit, protect your head and curl up your body so that you won't be hurt too badly.
After a brief resistance that failed, he pulled Sang Xingjia along, huddled together with his head in his hands, and let the other party beat him, so neither of them suffered any serious injuries.
After walking from the official road to the plain, you have to be extremely careful with every step you take, as you might be tripped by a stone if you are not careful.
When the four of them stumbled to the shed, Old Mrs. Shi was holding Sang Xinghao's hand and comforting him.
Seeing that they finally came back, Sang Xinghao threw himself into Sang Xingjia's arms like a young swallow flying into the forest. Sang Xingjia groaned when he was hit by him, but did not push him away.
"Brother, why did you come back just now? I was worried to death." There were traces of tears on Sang Xinghao's face. It seemed that he had cried before.
Throughout his exile, he was either held by the hand by Sang Xingjia or carried on his back. He was closer to him than his biological parents.
Pulling him to sit down by the fire, Sang Xingjia wanted to smile at him, but the corners of his mouth cracked. "Hiss, it's okay, big brother is fine, don't worry."
Sang Xinghao was no fool. Seeing the bruises on his face, he immediately turned to look at Sang Yongjing, and sure enough, he also had injuries on his face.
"Dad, big brother, have you been bullied?"
Sang Yu held his chin with her hand and turned his head towards her: "Help me get some water."
"Okay!" Sang Xinghao agreed enthusiastically. He loved helping his family with work the most.
Being interrupted by Sang Yu, he instantly forgot the question he had just asked.
The family sat around the fire again. The food in the pot was gradually cooked, but no one wanted to get up and get a bowl of it. They really had no appetite.
Sang Yu silently put the dishes into bowls and handed one to each person one by one: "The world is big, but eating is the most important thing. If you have any worries, wait until you are full before you talk about them."
Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia had been busy all day, doing extremely strenuous work, and were already starving.
But seeing the money that was about to be in my hands being snatched away, I was so angry that it even outweighed my hunger.
Now they smelled the faint fragrance of food, and the feeling of hunger instantly surged up. They felt that they could eat a cow raw.
After wolfing down one bowl, it still wasn't enough, so I ordered another bowl, and only then did I feel a little full.
Perhaps it was the feeling of satisfaction from eating, or perhaps it was because even if he kept the matter in his mind, it would be of no use, but after the meal, Sang Yongjing's mood gradually improved.
He even had the leisure to ask Sang Yu: "I tasted the soup today and felt that there was salt in it?"
Sang Yu nodded and said, "I sold out the cattails I brought with me, so I bought a pound of salt."
"All sold?" Sang Yongjing was a little surprised. Then he remembered the large fields of cattails growing wildly in the swamp. His eyes lit up: "Then let's pick more and sell them!"
This is a business with no capital investment. They only need to cross a mountain to pick a large amount of cattails. If they do this for a long time, they will soon become rich.
Sang Yu disagreed with his idea: "Picking too much may not be a good thing."
The wild vegetables that appear on the street stalls are only occasionally available.
If they can sell a kind of wild vegetable stably for a long time, they must have discovered a place where wild vegetables grow in large quantities.
It's easy to attract people's attention and be followed to the swamp.
Sang Yu doesn't think that she is the only smart person in the world. She is the only one who can come up with the idea of making shoes with bamboo rafts. Never underestimate the wisdom of the working people.
Wild cattails have no owner; whoever finds them owns them. By then, they'll flood the market, and they won't be able to make any money.
After listening to her explanation, Sang Yongjing gradually understood.
Everything is rare and valuable. Selling cattail occasionally might be a chance encounter, but if you sell it every day, it's inevitable that someone will want to make the same profit from it.
"Yu'er is right. Do we have any other ways to make money?" he asked again.
Sang Yu nodded without hesitation: "Yes, but we still have to decide one thing first."
There are many ways to make money, but the most important thing right now is not to make money but to establish a long-term and stable residence.
Whether it is here or in the canyon, once she chooses a place, the first thing she will do is build a new house.
The drafty shed didn't give her any sense of security, and there was no privacy at all.
The family slept together, and she could still hear Sang Yongjing's snoring and Sang Xinghao's teeth grinding at night, which was really torturous.
"A village in the canyon?" After hearing her discovery today, Sang Yongjing touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
It sounds good. There are many people here and it is close to the market, so it is more secure whether you are shopping or selling goods.
The only problem is that if you move there, there will be more uncertainty.
He was more inclined to move there, but he didn't say it directly. He just said that he would take a look at it in person when he went to grind rice the next day before making a decision.
They agreed to go to the canyon together the next day, but the next day, Sang Yongjing broke his promise.
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