Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3208 Invite you to eat bad rice (four more)
Famines cannot happen every year, and everything will slowly return to normal.

During a famine, the prices of various materials related to food and drink skyrocketed, but some other living materials did not necessarily rise, on the contrary, there were also price drops.

Because the common people put all their energy into buying rice and grain.

Food is the most important thing, if you don't have enough to eat, you will starve to death, what else are you talking about?
Therefore, like Yang Zhenbang, taking advantage of the famine year, fishing in troubled waters and making a fortune, when the time comes, he will have tens of thousands of taels of silver in his hands, which he will not be able to spend in three lifetimes.

"I really can't take this black-hearted money. Eating imported rice is not like other things. It will poison people to death!"

Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice with a serious face.

"As Lizheng of Changping Village, I will now take someone to the threshing ground at the south end of the village to tear down the rice-selling table. I can't let him sell the rice anymore," said the man.

"Third Uncle, I'll go with you!" Yang Yongxian also said indignantly.

"it is good!"

The two uncles and nephews stood up together and were about to leave when Old Yang called to them.

"Wait a minute, don't be rash!" said the old man.

The uncle and nephew looked at Old Yang in surprise. Could it be that they have to change their minds at this moment?

This...Yang Huazhong can't do it, it goes against his principles of life!
Knowing son Mo Ruofu, Old Yang Tou naturally saw what Yang Huazhong was thinking. The old man waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, I won't tolerate this kind of thing, but it's not appropriate to go directly to smash the table. After all, Zhenbang is Your uncle's son also has the same surname as ours, all surnamed Yang."

"Let's be careful not to hurt your uncle," he said.

Yang Huazhong hesitated for a while, with a look of embarrassment on his face, he couldn't help turning his questioning gaze to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing sat there, took a sip slowly with the tea bowl in her hand, her eyes were full of thoughts.

Sensing the old man's gaze, Yang Ruoqing put down the tea bowl and looked up, and said to Yang Huazhong: "My lord is right, the bad things that Uncle Zhenbang did have nothing to do with my little grandpa."

"On the contrary, seeing Uncle Zhenbang bring so many benefits to the villagers this time, the little grandpa was so happy from ear to ear. Uncle Zhenbang sells rice, and the little grandpa is on the sidelines."

"When some folks who can't open the pot come to buy rice, the little grandpa will take care of them on the catty, grab a couple of handfuls of rice for them, or grab a couple of handfuls of rice and put them in the pockets of other children."

"In this matter, my personal suggestion is to invite the little grandpa over first, and let him know. When the time comes, let the little grandpa decide whether to smash it or what."

"Grandpa won't protect Uncle Zhenbang, right?" Yang Yongxian asked worriedly.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Not to mention that little grandpa's character does not allow him to do that kind of thing, even if he really makes an exception to protect it, at that time, if we make these things public or report to the officials, we can still stop these bad things. The poisonous rice flowed into the pots of thousands of households."

If Yang Zhenbang can purchase these moldy rice, there must be other unscrupulous merchants also purchasing moldy rice through this channel.

Yang Zhenbang was destroyed, and there are many others.

Therefore, people who pick up cheap rice and think that they have bought cheap rice will regret it because of small losses.

Soon, Yang Huazhong invited little old Yangtou over.

The little old Yangtou's waist is very straight today, with his hands behind his back, and a confident and proud smile on his face.

Ever since his son Yang Zhenbang hooked up with Fengzhi and was caught by his daughter-in-law Lin, the little old Yang felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of the whole village.

Especially when Fengzhi died unexpectedly because of this incident, the little old Yangtou was even more ashamed of his guilt, disappointed and helpless with Yang Zhenbang.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhenbang is now doing something good to benefit the people, and the little old Yang feels that this is really a manifestation of his ancestors.

Earlier, the third nephew went to invite him, saying that the elder brother wanted to talk to him about something, and the little old Yang put down the weight in his hand and came.

When passing through the village, the villagers rushed to greet him, calling him 'Old Man'...

"Brother, the third nephew said that you asked me to talk about something, and I came here as soon as I put down the weight. What's the matter, brother?"

Little old Yangtou sat down with a red face, and asked old Yangtou with a smile.

Old Yang exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and glanced at the happy younger brother in front of him.

To be honest, Lao Yang hadn't seen his younger brother so happy for a long time, and he really couldn't bear to say it to cheer him up.

But there are some things that cannot be said.

"Brother, how are the rice grains sold over there?" Old Yang asked.

Mentioning this, little old Yang laughed even more happily.

"Hey, it's selling well. I went to help early in the morning, and there was a long queue at the counter early in the morning. Folks from ten miles and eight villages rushed over after hearing the news."

"Over the past two days, we have sold a total of [-] catties of rice. This is really good, every family can eat porridge and rice!" Little Old Yang said with a face full of satisfaction.

Old Yang smiled and remained silent.

Seeing old Yangtou smiling and not saying a word, the little old Yangtou knew that old Yangtou had something to say, "Brother, don't worry, I will tell Zhenbang that I will send [-] yuan to each house of our nephews. Catty rice!"

Old Yang waved his hand: "No need, people in our family can still eat right now."

What Lao Yang said was the truth, Lao Yang's family did not starve.

Even Yang Yongqing and Yu Jingui, who had just returned, were rescued by Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongjin during the famine.

"Brother, why did you ask me to come here?" Little Old Yang asked again.

Old Yang said: "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Ruoqing coming from the backyard, smiling, holding a bowl in his hand with a bowl of yellowed rice piled up in it.

She put the rice bowl in front of little old Yangtou, and said, "Little grandpa, my grandpa invited you here because he wants you to have a bite of this rice."

The little old Yangtou was confused, and his inquiring eyes turned to old Yangtou again.

Old Yang said: "Take a few mouthfuls first, let's talk about things after eating."

The little old Yangtou had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks, put a piece of rice in his mouth, and started to eat.

Little old Yang Tou just took his first bite, but he didn't seem to feel anything.

When he took the second bite, he frowned, as if he felt something was wrong.

As soon as the third mouthful was swallowed, a sour and bitter taste rose up. He recollected it and tried to swallow it into his stomach.

There was a sudden upheaval in his belly, he dropped his chopsticks and bent over, vomited out together with the two mouthfuls of rice he ate earlier.

There was an unspeakable bitterness in the whole mouth.

"Grandpa, drink tea."

Yang Ruoqing brought the tea that she had prepared for rinsing her mouth to the little old Yangtou.

Little Old Yang drank several sips of tea in one breath, before he managed to suppress that feeling.

But seeing the meal in front of him, his stomach began to feel uncomfortable again.

"Hurry up and take this rice away, why don't you give it back to me when it's all over?" Little Old Yang asked with some dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)