Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Sea cucumbers have high nutritional value, and only people here don’t know about them. They are free and the price is very low.

Li Haitang thought about processing and selling it by himself, and then thought about it. The people's minds are bound and they don't believe in the role of health care. Their thinking is that whoever spends more money to see a doctor when they are sick is definitely out of their minds.

If the sea cucumber is fired, she will have to spend a lot of money to buy it in the future, which seems very uneconomical.

Li Haitang is a lazy person, and sea cucumber is not a panacea, and the effect will not be seen in a short time.

"Da Ya and Goudan have to catch wind and cold every winter, and the cough makes me scratch my heart and lungs. So far this winter, I haven't had a single illness."

Regarding the curative effect of sea worms, Second Aunt Chen is dubious. She is not sure whether it is because of the improvement of living conditions, or because of eating sea worms to strengthen her body, or both.

"The peddler also sent some beef from the barbarians, what shall we have for dinner?"

Li Haitang was busy all day, and sometimes he disappeared. In just a few days, her cheeks lost a lot of weight. Second Aunt Chen gathered enough strength to try to recuperate her body.

"real?"

The yak meat on the barbarian side is also rare. It can be sliced ​​and marinated with some chili.

There are squid, shrimp, winter melon, cabbage, and fungus at home. Make up a few more, gather together at night, and eat a steaming hot pot.

"Well, it just so happens that there is still chicken breast at home, so I'll prepare it right away."

The child's father's knife skills are better, and the slices are thin. Aunt Chen slammed her mouth, and the beef was cooked in a moment when it was put into the boiling hot soup. Dip it in sesame sauce or sesame oil, and it was tender in her mouth.

Li Haitang nodded, thinking about going home early, a few days ago she was talking about stewed beef, but she didn't have it at home, and she was too busy, so she just fooled around when it was time for dinner.

After a few days, the clothes are loosened, how can this be done! Thinness is not a problem, if the breasts are small, she has nowhere to cry!

Li Haitang was about to go out when he found a carriage coming to his door, blocking the door.

Who? Did someone bring a gift?

"Hai Tang, come up quickly!"

There was a gap in the window of the carriage, Zhang Ruyi waved a small handkerchief, looked around, saw no one around, and beckoned her to get on the carriage.

"Miss Haitang, your medicated bath is really useful."

Lan Yi hurriedly poured tea and water for Li Haitang with a courteous look on her face. Not only did the rash on her face disappear, but her skin also became better. The servants in the house almost didn't recognize her, they thought the master was looking for a concubine! There was a big oolong.

"It's nothing, you paid the consultation fee anyway."

Li Haitang waved his hand and asked Zhang Ruyi, "Why did you come out today?"

Miss Zhang often complained to her about the loss of personal freedom. This time, she went out in a low-key gray carriage, which looked like she had sneaked out.

"How can I, my father agrees."

Zhang Ruyi was very proud. Originally, his father disagreed and firmly opposed it, so she said she wanted to invite Li Haitang to come to the mansion to talk with her.

When Zhang Zheng heard this, he immediately nodded in agreement. He was out of sight and out of mind. Recently, he felt uncomfortable in his buttocks when he slept at night. His mind was full of images of booklets, and he was completely bewildered.

As expected, Li Haitang is her father and nemesis, Zhang Ruyi decided to make friends with her and develop into a close friend in her boudoir.

"Where are we going?"

Li Haitang looked at the sky. It was just after noon. She had other arrangements for the afternoon, which were optional. They were not as important as Miss Zhang in front of her. After all, she was an important client of hers.

Accompanying the young lady to go out is nothing more than listening to theatre, drinking tea, and shopping, so she treats herself as a half-day off for leisure.

"Haitang, you are my lucky star."

Zhang Ruyi rested her chin in one hand and was very excited. After soaking in the medicinal bath for a few days, all the rashes disappeared. During this period, she still used a face towel when she went out, and Cuiping's little hoof didn't get any wind, otherwise she would definitely come to inquire.

She, Zhang Ruyi, must avenge this revenge, and she can't suffer from anything! Before you think of a way, don't startle the snake.

Li Haitang didn't understand what was wrong with Miss Zhang. She sipped her tea and turned her eyes to Lan Yi, waiting for an explanation.

Lan Yi closed the window of the car to block the wind and snow outside, then lit the oil lamp on the wall of the car, then moved to Li Haitang's side, and whispered: "Miss Haitang, after you came to the house last time, I went to the Zeng's house to inquire again. one trip."

Of course, this time she learned to be smart, and first bribed a low-ranking bastard outside and gave him money.

Er Liuzi was familiar with the family and the way, and he was quite familiar with the concierge of Zeng's mansion. After only a few days, he got a very reliable piece of news.

"November fifteenth, which is the day after tomorrow, Mrs. Zeng hosted a banquet for her fortieth birthday."

Lan Yi clearly remembered that Mrs. Zeng's birthday was at the end of November in the lunar calendar, but this time it was brought forward this time. I heard that it was calculated by an eminent monk at the White Pagoda Temple, and only the 15th of this month is an auspicious day.

Mrs. Zeng hosted a banquet, in fact, to call on the ladies and wives of Lucheng officials to donate money and things to do charity.

The weather is bad this year, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, the houses of the people have collapsed, those with relatives are crowded in relatives' homes, and those without relatives can only be crowded in ruined temples.

"Madam Zeng has a compassionate heart."

Li Haitang praised Zhang Ruyi and You Rongyan. She has been to Zeng's residence many times. Mrs. Zeng treated her very kindly and kindly.

"Thanks to Lanyi's ability to handle affairs, I wanted to visit the shop and prepare a birthday present for Mrs. Zeng."

Zhang Ruyi is a rich man, her mother owns a few farms and shops, and she was married with red makeup back then.

The mother was gone, and all the dowry was handed over to her. The vixen even mentioned that she wanted to help manage it, but Zhang Zheng refused without waiting for Zhang Ruyi to curse.

Mrs. Zeng is in poor health, and she always smells strongly of ink. Although she married Master Zeng, who only knows how to wield knives and guns, before she got married, she was a well-known talented woman in Kyoto.

Li Haitang frowned. If Mrs. Zeng had such a temperament, she might not like Zhang Ruyi, who had lost her mother long ago and had so-so manners. Moreover, she didn't show any closeness to the Zhang family, and the marriage between the two families might not be possible.

As an ordinary person, Li Haitang has no contact with big shots, but he also understands party disputes. The Zhang family is a family of scholars, and the Zeng family is a family of military generals.

Moreover, according to Daqi's rules, Zhang Zheng may not be able to continue his re-election in Lucheng if he has to return to Beijing to report on his work after the five-year term of office.

"You said, what should I give?"

Zhang Ruyi was distressed. In her small treasury, there were many valuable things, but some of them were her mother's dowry, and she didn't want to give them away out of selfishness.

The rest are all gadgets from my mother's family, which are not suitable for birthday gifts.

"The day after tomorrow will be the fifteenth day of November."

When the juniors give birthday gifts to the elders, they pay attention to their hearts, not their preciousness. Zhang Ruyi is too eager to show that Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by. It's too late to make a purse, handkerchief, one day.