Jiang Zhi pointed to the Shi family women who were wandering around the construction site looking for work, and said to Shi Houzi, "Do you think your mother, aunt, and sisters know how to raise pigs?"
The stone monkey nodded, thought about it seriously for a moment, and then shook its head: "There's no grain to feed it. Mother said we have to feed it wheat bran and chaff. If it only eats grass, it won't grow fat."
In his memory, his family sold a large, fat pig when he was very young, and his mother cried very sadly.
After that, we never raised pigs again. The grain in our house was only enough for people to eat, and we even cooked wheat bran into porridge.
Jiang Zhi laughed: "Your family has so many oak trees that you can't finish eating them all, they all get infested with worms and are fed to rats. The dried vegetables you make also get moldy and rotten. You might as well raise pigs."
In the future, when I have piglets, you can help me raise them, and you can also cut pig feed from my fields. Once the pigs are fattened up, I'll share the meat and money with you!
You mustn't tell anyone about this. First, talk to your parents and see if they're willing to raise the child.
After the house repair incident, Jiang Zhi felt that this child still needed to take charge of the Shi family.
Brother Shi is slow-witted and doesn't have a good grasp of things.
The stone monkey's mother was of normal intelligence, but she had a disability in her hands, which reduced her voice in the family.
Instead of wasting time explaining to Boss Shi, it's better to just tell the child that he can communicate better with his parents.
Barley grass is a high-grade feed for pigs, but it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive.
But the Shi family had the means to do this. They were a large family with few brains and couldn't do other things well, so they fed the pigs with oak leaves and vegetable leaves.
There are too many piglets to raise on the mountain, and Sishui Courtyard doesn't plan to raise pigs either, so the Shi family happens to have a place to house them.
However, this was the first time Jiang Zhi had hired someone to raise pigs, and she didn't know how to divide them properly, so she could only let the Shi family feed them first and see how it went.
Upon hearing that the bark could be used to feed pigs, Stone Monkey's eyes lit up immediately: his sisters were picking up bark every day, ignoring any attempts to stop them, so it would come in handy.
He was so excited that he dared not shout out loud, and could only bite his sleeve and jump around in place.
Jiang Zhi watched with a smile as he spun around several times, finally stopping only when he was panting heavily.
The stone monkey blushed and said, "My family will definitely be able to raise pigs well."
Even the smartest child is still a child. The stone monkey didn't even ask how the pig would be divided after it was fattened up: would it be split 50/50 or 40/60? He agreed without knowing who would get more or less.
The Shi family needed to build a large pigsty, and digging a cesspool and waterproofing it was a bit of a hassle, which slowed down the house construction process.
In Bavaria, the winter rain is hazy and intermittent, and the sky is foggy and cold, with no sunshine for several days.
Nini, wearing her newly made padded jacket, squatted by the courtyard, listlessly poking at the dirt in the cracks between the stones with a small wooden stick.
Caixia was taking a nap at this time, and Leizi hadn't come either.
Aunt Qiaoyun and her great-grandmother were sewing schoolbags for themselves, saying that after the New Year, when the village school opens, all the children will go to school, and they will also have to study.
More than a month has passed since she came down the mountain, and she has gradually lost the initial novelty and is now starting to feel bored.
Nini misses her parents on the mountain, as well as Peppa Pig, Little Bear, and those colorful little piglets. She wants to go back to the mountain to chase chickens and tease dogs.
As little Nini began to feel melancholy, Jiang Zhi was busy in the school's new classroom.
Before the soil in the walls of the new schoolhouse had even dried, she had a large wooden plank made and used a wooden frame to support it against the wall.
The wooden board was painted white, but black ink could be used to write on it.
A blackboard was needed, but Jiang Zhi didn't know how to make chalk, so she could only use an ink brush, which was troublesome to use and would easily get her clothes dirty if she wasn't careful.
But Xia Xiucai liked it very much. He picked up his brush and wrote a few words on the whiteboard, then wiped them off with a damp cloth and nodded in satisfaction: "Writing is more convenient than on a stone slab."
Li Laoshi tilted his head to look at the words, clapped his hands and said, "This is great! Each word is as big as my head, so I can see it no matter how far away I am. I don't have to use any more gestures anymore!"
Jiang Zhi wanted to laugh whenever she thought of him comparing himself to a "person," but Xia Xiucai didn't joke, so she could only hold it in. She took out a framed letter from Magistrate Zhang from the side: "This is Magistrate Zhang's commendation. Honestly, you hang it on the wall in the main room!"
Li Laoshi took it, carefully blew off the dust, and said with great heartache, "Sister Jiang, you're really willing to do this!"
This is Magistrate Zhang's reward to Jiang Zhi for paying taxes in advance with wet grain, a gesture of "great virtue carrying all things".
He really liked this handwritten letter.
Good fortune, good fortune! No wonder it was written by the God of Literature. I only managed to marry Sister Qin because I slept next to Magistrate Zhang's "virtuous" character every day and got lucky with this auspicious omen.
It would be so much more respectable to hang it at home, but Sister Jiang actually wants to show it to a bunch of little kids whose bottoms are still wet with sweat! What a waste!
Xia Xiucai was also taken aback by Jiang Zhi's generosity: "Village Chief Jiang, this is a great honor bestowed upon you alone by the county magistrate."
He highlighted one person in particular, and that was a personal award that would be passed down through generations if an ordinary person received it.
Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "I think it's more appropriate to hang it in the school. It's a reward from the county magistrate, and it's also a warning and encouragement to the children."
With Magistrate Zhang's handwritten letter in hand, everyone can have confidence in their work, and they should also pay more attention to their moral conduct.
Jiang Zhi spoke with great composure and awe!
If you receive a banner, you should display it.
However, he had received a prize from the King of Zhou, which consisted of gold and an inkstone, and it was not appropriate for him to show it off.
Magistrate Zhang's handwritten letter should be displayed openly in the place where the most people in the village can play a greater role.
Good things are meant to be shared!
After Jiang Zhi was framed, he first placed it with Li Laoshi so that the villagers could see it.
When selling grain, they would display it at the post station to intimidate others; when celebrating the wedding, they would display it in the hall for people to admire; and now Jiang Zhi wants to hang it in the school.
From now on, people can no longer gather for meetings in the warehouse area. Xujia Village has no ancestral hall, and Jiang Zhi doesn't want to build one. The school is a place for reasoning, and all sorts of things will be discussed here. It's only natural that exhibitions will be held here.
Jiang Zhi had made up his mind, so Xia Xiucai said nothing more, only bowing respectfully: "Village Chief Jiang is truly virtuous! I admire you!"
Jiang Zhi laughed: Hey! Scholar Xia is getting healthier and healthier these days.
Just then, people came running down the village road below, calling out as they ran: "Aunt Jiang, Uncle Li, Scholar!"
Jiang Zhi looked over and saw Xu Genbao!
As soon as the man saw Jiang Zhi, he shouted, "Quick, Auntie, someone's here to snatch her!"
He had barely finished speaking when Li Laoshi chuckled, "Genbao, are you so happy selling furniture for your two brothers-in-laws that you've lost your mind!"
Now that the mosquito coil workshop is seasonally shut down and there's no need to collect herbs, and Xu Genbao can't do the construction work either, he's just running errands for the Wang family.
Since reconciling with his girlfriend Wang Xiaoju, the Wang brothers have been selling cabinets and boxes in the village at fair prices, and have made several successful deals.
Even Xu Genqing bought a set of tables and chairs, two wooden cabinets for storing grain, and a large wooden box. He will definitely continue to buy things in the future.
The Wang brothers also said that, for the sake of their sister Wang Xiaoju, the people of Xujia Village could owe them money and pay them back next year, which immediately made Wang Xiaoju and Xu Genbao look good.
"What nonsense! Who came to the village to kidnap people? Explain yourself clearly." Jiang Zhi saw that he had come in a hurry and didn't seem to be joking!
Xu Genbao rubbed his chest, a little out of breath from running too fast: "I was playing around at the post station when I saw a few people coming, men and women. They were asking about Brother Dazhu in the village... and Sister Chunfeng."
It seems that Chunfeng's parents were among them; I've met them before.
There was another person, I don't know if it was the village chief or an elder of the family, who seemed quite imposing. He said he wanted to find Xu Changgeng first, but I didn't hear him finish before running back to report.
Jiang Zhi frowned: "Did you go to Sishuitang first? Does your Grandpa Chang Geng know?"
Xu Genbao nodded: "I came from Sishuitang. Master Changgeng found out and asked me to come to the school to find you. He also said not to let anyone else know yet!"
Jiang Zhi nodded: "Okay, I understand!"
After saying that, she looked at Li Laoshi and Xia Xiucai: "Let's go, let's go and meet these people!"
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