Chapter 20 Ancient Scroll King
"Mom, are these eggs laid by wild pheasants?" Zhang Yanzi guessed.
As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water.
Zhangjia Village is close to a river, not to a mountain.
Therefore, Zhang Yanzi had never seen wild pheasant eggs since she was a child.
"How is that possible? Wild chicken eggs are much smaller than this one, and they are green on the outside. This is an egg laid by a domestic chicken. Before you got married, Yamato picked one up twice. If you don't believe me, ask your sister-in-law."
After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Zhang Yanzi looked at Zhu Yingqiu.
The latter nodded and said, "It is indeed a domestic egg. The eggs laid by wild chickens don't look like this. It's strange that this person hid the eggs. Why did he hide them in the inner circle? Is he really not afraid? What if he encounters a pack of wolves? Can his life be more important than eggs?"
"Sister-in-law, you don't understand this. The reason why he hid it in the inner circle is because he knew that no one dared to enter! So he was not afraid of being stolen. Unfortunately, he met our Fubao. No matter how good he was at hiding things, he couldn't beat his good luck, right? Mother? Let's take the eggs away quickly. It doesn't matter who hid them. Once we find them, they are ours!"
When Sun Pingmei saw the eggs, her eyes lit up.
As she spoke, she imagined in her mind whether the eggs should be fried or boiled.
"That's not a good idea. Eggs are so precious. Who knows, they might have been saved for a long time. If we take them all away..." Zhang Yanzi spoke hesitantly.
Jiang Fubao on the side curled his lips.
Isn't her mother a little too kind?
Could it be a hidden Great Virgin?
He doesn't even want the eggs he picked for free, but he still thinks about others.
This is a famine year!
What’s the use of being kind if you can’t even eat enough?
Just when Jiang Fubao was speechless, Zhang Yanzi continued, "Let's not take them all away. Leave one for him as a thought."
have to!
If you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door.
No wonder she married into the Jiang family.
Jiang Fubao breathed a sigh of relief.
She is not afraid of bad people in her family, but she is afraid of kind people in her family.
In this world, being kind means waiting to be bullied.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll leave one. Otherwise, when that person comes next time and sees that all the eggs are gone, he might get angry and untie his pants and belt and hang himself on a tree. After he dies, he'll go down to the Yanluo Palace and complain to Prince Yan. Then we'll be guilty of a heinous crime. Second brother, go get the backpack and put the eggs in it."
Zhang Jinlan agreed with her third daughter-in-law's idea.
She gave instructions to her second daughter-in-law.
After a while.
Two hundred and thirty-nine eggs, all put into the backpack.
The bottom is covered with soft Artemisia yellow.
They covered it with a layer of Artemisia annua, and fearing that they would be seen when they went down the mountain, they picked up some dead branches and put them on the top layer.
A pound of eggs is about seven to eight.
The backpack weighs at least thirty kilograms.
Zhu Yingqiu carried it on her back without any difficulty.
As if there is no weight on my body.
Jiang Fubao admired him very much.
When she left, she pretended to walk at the back, and when her family wasn't paying attention, she put the lonely egg into the space.
She paid for the eggs, so she wouldn't give them away cheaply to others, not even animals.
Jiang Fubao is used to being poor.
The little one is searching around.
"Let's go down the mountain. I just counted 239 eggs in total. Leave 39 for Fubao and the children. We just so happen to have a few left at home. Let's put them together. After all, the children are still growing. Let Yamato and the others take the rest and sell them in town tomorrow."
The fate of the egg was determined by Zhang Jinlan's words.
Walk all the way down the mountain.
I didn't meet anyone.
But when I got back to the door, I almost bumped into someone.
After taking a closer look, Zhang Jinlan was stunned.
It turned out to be her eldest son.
"Yamato? Why are you back? You finished work so early today?"
She looked up at the sky. It was not yet noon.
It would take at least three hours to go to the town and back.
I'm afraid my son only stayed in the town for half an hour and then rushed home.
"Mom, there are too many people today. That grain store is no longer hiring. We went to ask other stores, but they were all full. Many people did not go home last night and slept in the vegetable market with their sacks until morning. It was too late when we rushed over. They had already started working."
Jiang Dahe felt helpless.
Even if they leave earlier, they can't catch up with those who sleep on the floor.
Moreover, casual workers are provided with a lunch, otherwise they won’t even have lunch if they don’t work.
I can only go home first.
Jiang Fubao heard this.
Poor Jiang Yamato, he has met the ancient king of scrolls!
"What the hell? Just sleep there? These people are willing to sacrifice their lives just to make money! Although it's spring and the weather isn't that cold anymore, it's still very cold at night. If you sleep on the street for a night, even if you don't catch a cold, the cold air from the ground will penetrate into your body. Sooner or later you'll get sick, and it might even affect your life span. They really value money over life!"
Zhang Jinlan raised her eyebrows high, looking very shocked.
"Mom, I'm going to the mountain to chop some firewood. We don't have much firewood at home."
Jiang Dahe was carrying a bamboo basket with a knife for chopping wood inside. He looked a little listless and there was no smile on his face.
He seemed to not want to discuss this topic, so he raised his feet and prepared to leave.
"What wood do you want to chop? Come in first." Zhang Jinlan grabbed him.
I wanted to say there were eggs in the basket.
But she was afraid that the villagers would overhear her.
After all, walls have ears, and the eggs come in an ignominious way.
If the person who hid the eggs came to our house, not only would our work have been in vain, but we would also lose all our face.
That would be a huge loss!
She dragged her son back home and waited until her granddaughter and daughters-in-law came in before she closed the door.
“Crunch—”
The wooden door was old, and even if she moved carefully, it still made noises.
Zhang Jinlan put down the bolt.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Jiang Dahe looked at his mother with confusion.
You are so nervous, could it be that you found a treasure on the mountain?
"Look, what this is." Zhu Yingqiu put down the backpack, took out the dead branches on the surface, and spread out the Artemisia annua.
Eggs were visible inside.
Zhang Jinlan pointed at the basket and looked at her eldest son.
"Mom, where did these eggs come from?"
Jiang Dahe was dumbfounded.
No matter how many treasures there are on the mountain, you can't pick up eggs.
This egg is very big.
You can tell at first glance that it came from a domestic chicken.
Could it be that my mother stole it from someone else’s house?
It reminded me of my mother's sneaky look just now.
His heart skipped a beat.
"Mom, no one saw you stealing the eggs, did you?"
These words made Zhang Jinlan laugh out of anger.
"Do you think I am such a wicked person? I am a good person, why would I steal someone else's eggs? We picked them up in the mountains! You unfilial son, I will beat you to death!"
She raised her hand.
I praised Jiang Dahe twice.
"Oh, Mom, I'm already old, why are you spanking me? How can I save face if your grandson sees me?"
Jiang Yamato's ears turned red instantly.
He glanced quickly around.
Fortunately, my two sons and younger brothers went back to their rooms to catch up on their sleep.