After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 147 Chapter 147
This person: "Which noble person in the county, why did you punish you, and how did you punish him?"

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She didn't understand why this noble person had so many.

Knowing who punished, why and how, so what?
Are you going to help her deal with justice again?
But she really doesn't need it.

Now she is purely afraid of the nobleman, especially the one in front of her.

Just after meeting and talking, she was almost stripped and there was nothing left.

She felt that if this man asked her for a while, he might even find out where she hid her money.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle was silent, he whispered, "Speak, it will be fine."

Zhao Yuanle looked at this person in a complicated mood with a hint of counsel.

All I saw was this man with a steady smile in his eyes, looking at her quietly.

Zhao Yuanle thought that this person was also a big shot, probably much stronger than those in the county.

So get straight to the point.

Instead of trying to use my incomparable brain to deal with it, it's better to just lie flat.

She then directly talked about what happened that day.

After hearing what Zhao Yuanle said, the man was a little surprised.

"You copied that new law?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Have you seen it?"

He nodded.

"I have seen."

He really didn't expect that the thing Yi Li brought to him was actually written by such a... a peasant girl who raises pigs.

It is not normal.

Seeing that the man didn't speak any more, Zhao Yuanle asked cautiously, "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

He smiled and shook his head.

"Nothing."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then I can go home."

He nodded again.

Zhao Yuanle didn't expect to be able to leave like this, and he still wanted to leave here while being puzzled.

When Zhao Yuanle was about to continue walking to the bamboo forest, he reminded softly: "It's probably not easy for the little pig to cross the river, so take the big road here."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She turned silently and walked up the road home with her pig.

Just after she passed the corner, the man looked calm, and said decisively: "Check her."

How can a peasant girl in a small place write such pencil characters.

Especially the attitude towards him at that time just now is really too strange.

He didn't forget the spies from the Japanese country that he caught before. Those barbarians have always been eyeing China.

After thinking about it, he said again: "Check the background a little bit, don't use any interrogation methods."

Although Zhao Yuanle seemed strange to him everywhere, but based on the conversation just now, he didn't think she was scheming, and he didn't think she seemed to have any bad intentions.

A little background check is enough, as long as the ancestors are all local residents, and the family members have not gone abroad to study abroad, then they can be trusted.

Zhao Yuanle didn't know that there were so many thoughts behind this person, she just lamented that this person's logical thinking was too strict and his observation ability was too keen.

Back home, Zhao Yuanle sighed.

The pretentious persona is fake after all, she is just an ordinary person, even if she has the blessing of a pig god, she is still an ordinary person, even if she has information and cognition beyond this era, she is not a genius.

A real genius is like Yaoer.

The real smart and powerful person is the same as the noble person she met just now.

She really has nothing to be proud of.

After being hit hard, Zhao Yuanle was listless when he slept at night, and even Zhao Yuanlan could see it.

Zhao Yuanlan came over and poked her.

"what happened to you?"

Zhao Yuanle lay on the pillow, looking at the simple roof, feeling weak.

"It's just that I suddenly feel that I am nothing."

Even if an ordinary person travels back with modern memories, he is at most an ordinary person who knows a lot, and compared with the people at this time, there is nothing special about it.

She felt ashamed of her superiority and self-righteousness when she thought she was a time traveler.

It's time for her to put her posture at the right height.

Zhao Yuanlan didn't quite understand Zhao Yuanle's words.

"You are you, what do you want?"

Zhao Yuanle chuckled lightly.

"That too."

Zhao Yuanlan covered herself with the quilt and stretched out her hand.

"What do you think about this, why not think about when to change the quilt we cover. Now the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the two of us are too hot to cover this quilt, which makes me kick the quilt every night."

Zhao Yuanle turned around.

"You kick the quilt because you never sleep well."

But the quilt really should be changed.

Zhao Yuanle felt that he could talk to He Ju tomorrow.

The next day, Zhao Yuanle and He Ju talked about wanting to change the quilt.

He Ju did not agree.

"There's only one other thin bed, and now it's covered to catch the cold, so you first cover it with a thick one."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

Suddenly, He Ju mentioned the flowers that Zhao Yuanle brought back yesterday.

"When will you go to the mountains to cut firewood? There is not much firewood in the house."

Because Zhao Yuanle had to wash his hair and take a bath every day, he had to urge other people to wash their hair and take a bath, and he had to make essential oils, so the firewood at home was long gone.

Zhao Yuanle heard it, thought for a while, and said, "Then let's go tomorrow, and I will go alone?"

He Ju smiled.

"And your Uncle Miao and Aunt Mo."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Ha ha…

She knew it.

Curious, Zhao Yuanle smiled and asked He Ju, "San Niang, which one do you think is better?"

He Ju: "Look at you."

Zhao Yuanle: "I'll just ask, if it were you, which one do you think is better?"

He Ju thought about it seriously.

"Actually, they're all pretty good. The one from Mo's family has a craft and knows how to forge iron. It's slightly more promising than the one from my mother's family."

Zhao Yuanle laughed and asked, "San Niang, do you know what is the most promising thing in the next few years?"

He Ju: "Well...you should be an official."

Zhao Yuanle shook his head, and said meaningfully: "In a few years, the most promising ones will be those who carry guns."

He Ju snorted.

"The one who carries the gun still has to listen to the words of the official, or the most promising official, and there is no future for the official."

Zhao Yuanle didn't argue with He Ju, but just smiled.

"You'll know then."

After breakfast, Zhao Yuanle took a leather basket and some rock candy in his purse, and went out.

The children from the next village, as soon as they saw Zhao Yuanle coming today, immediately followed her.

Zhao Yuanle took a bunch of children and his own pigs to another slope full of pigweed.

She put the leather basket in one place, and looked at the pig in front of her solemnly.

"Starting today, I won't shovel shit for you anymore. You guys, be obedient and learn to pull it in yourself."

Six pigs, blinking at her.

Zhao Yuanle's eyes fell on the little black pig.

"Come on, black boy, show these foreign pigs a demonstration."

(End of this chapter)