Liang Chuan now opens his eyes every morning and can't see Xiao Xiaocheng. The child just recognized Master Liang as his archery master. Every day, he ran to the mountain to practice arrows in the morning, and brought some daily necessities and food and vegetables to Song's mother. When he came back at night, he went to Li Chuyi and practiced axe skills with him.

Li Chuyi always teaches people all by God’s will. How much God makes you understand depends entirely on fate. Liang Shiguang is even more mysterious. No one can understand the archery technique. There are not many high-level people in ancient times!

Children can endure hardships!

Running up and down the mountain, he, a yellow-haired boy, didn't even feel tired!

The two aunts felt sorry for the child. Whenever they prepared good food for him to take, he ate a few bites and ran up the mountain.

He didn't know how many birds were practicing with his life in the forest, but he only practiced for seven or eight points. Even He Baozheng looked down on him and joked about him every day about hunting on the mountains, not afraid of being taken away by prey.

Liang Chuan had seen it and had some meaning. He had practiced crossbows himself. To be honest, he was not as accurate as Xiao Xiaocheng.

It means that people are weak and lack strength, and the strength of the small bamboo bow is not exciting enough!

Liang Chuan took a look and said, "You boy don't like reading, you will at least be like Wu Xia Ameng in the future. How great the future can you have? Reading is the right way! There has never been an illiterate general in the world, and at most he is a general who lives by working hard. The great principles of the battlefield are in the book, and the wisdom of the ancients is truly not deceiving others!"

Nihu took a group of Baozheng down the mountain nervously. This time they were like mountain people going down the mountain to beg for food. Some Baozheng was so thin that he was too thin to behave in human form by the plague. In addition, he was poor, exactly like the poor relatives who were beaten Qiufeng.

The children in Fengshan looked at the group of people and pointed at them, while the adults were a little worried, why, they wanted to cause trouble?

The truth of this world is in the hands of the powerful, but sometimes it is in the hands of the poor because they are unreasonable and they are just rational.

If they do things in a mess with you, the government will not dare to do anything to them, for fear that these barefoot paupers will rebel again just like a few years ago.

That time, the mountain people rebelled, and the entire Chihe Village was slaughtered to a group of children, and they have not recovered much in recent years.

Song Youcai took people to Qingyuan last night. The first major thing was to transport the clothes back and bring some food back.

The mountain people did not dare to delay. Nihuli was telling them about Liang Chuan's method. Many people had long been worried about how to survive this winter, and they had to peel the bark of trees in the mountains and dig rat holes. Even so, they could not fill their hungry stomachs. After worrying, they sent this best method.

Liang Chuan said that if you don’t have money, you can owe it first, and he will withdraw it from him!

Liang Chuan himself doesn't care. He is now a wealthy person. If he still can't bear to release a little sweet potato, he will be Zhou Baoshai. However, he was embarrassed to move the sweet potatoes at Fengshan villagers' homes. He took a turn and borrowed money first, which was equivalent to buying the sweet potatoes from the villagers.

He had already figured it out that although he brought the sweet potatoes back, they would definitely spread all over the world in the future. Instead of hiding and hiding, it would be better to promote this kind of people who save the people, and just regard it as a contribution to this era.

Many dynasties in history ended up not in war, but in economy, and in the people who did not eat a meal. The Song Dynasty did not, but I still hope that this dynasty can live longer, at least for a few more days for their descendants to live.

Yi Niang tried every means to get so many sweet potatoes these days, and there was no way to get so many sweet potatoes. There was no livestock at home, so she couldn't stop the sweet potatoes in the warehouse from slowly turning black and fermenting, emitting an unpleasant smell.

"You guys are so good. There are so many sweet potatoes in it. There are not enough ground kilns!"

Liang Chuan was also a little confused. Why didn’t he know when the land kiln was built?

Yi Niang led the group to the warehouse. Looking at the sweet potatoes piled up in mountains, these stone cuckolded Bao Zheng swallowed hard. Bao Zheng and his friends felt a hurried heart and asked Yi Niang weakly: "Sister-in-law, do you usually eat this sweet potato?"

If she popped up another one, that was for the pigs, they would discuss it and turn around and leave immediately!

You can't be embarrassed even if you starve to death!

Nihu was a little angry. Why did he mention this when he got to someone’s house? Eating pig food is better than starving to death, and it is better than being a flower girl!

Yi Niang trotted for a while, and when she came back, she held a coarse porcelain bowl with more than a dozen huge and plump sweet potatoes in it. She picked up one and took a big bite by herself: "My third brother and I were the hardest that year. I wanted to eat this sweet potato but couldn't eat it, so I went into the mountain to burn a few kilograms of charcoal and went into the city to exchange for a few liters of millet!"

"You guys went down the mountain so early, I'm afraid your stomach is still empty. Take one piece to cushion your stomach first!"

The words came from He Baozheng's mouth, which was different from what Lin Yiniang said. Yiniang took action by herself and said in front of them: "This is our food!"

What is the situation in the Liang family? Even if they live like this, their mountain people are still caring about face!

Nihu stomped his feet in hatred, and let out a loud voice, still feeling sulky when he went out.

The hearts of the people!

Baozheng's faces were hot, and he had not lived a life of this girl.

Liang Chuan solicited Yi Niang's opinion and couldn't finish the sweet potatoes in this warehouse...

Before Liang Chuan could finish his speech, Yi Niang looked at him but knew that her husband was going to be a good person again.

Yi Niang advised Nihuli and said righteously: "We are also neighbors. I heard from my third brother that the villagers on the mountain live a tight life and that when one side is in trouble, we have to survive the forest. How can we wait for you to suffer in the mountains now? We ignore it now. And my third brother also told me that the people on the mountain also want to grow sweet potatoes. Now the vines in the field have already wilted, so we can only move the melons back to raise vines! But move them hard, if you put them in, it will be broken!"

Nihu was ashamed of himself, and he looked down on this crop himself. They still looked down on three meals a day like a treasure. Some people are poor but deserve to suffer.

"We can't take this sweet potato for nothing, my sister will get the harvest in the mountains next year, so we will pay back the money!"

Yi Niang knew that the most important thing for the poor is that face, otherwise they would have been without any abilities!

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. If you have any difficulties, you will go over and talk about it first!"

Yi Niang chuckled, their stubbornness seemed helpless to Yi Niang.

The mountain people used bamboo baskets to move sweet potatoes into the mountain, and then started to carry them in groups of three or three. They didn’t even have a ox cart. A cow could build another house on the mountain, and the whole village often had a cow, and they didn’t dare to get tired of people even if they were tired!

The children in the school were so happy when they saw the sweet potatoes in the sugar shop being picked out by these uncles in baskets. Some naughty children dared to come over and ask Yi Niang: "Do we don't have to eat sweet potatoes anymore in the future?"

The mountain people felt mixed feelings when they heard this. The children of other people did not have to worry about food and clothing, their clothes were neat and uniform, and they also read books. The children on the mountain either dig wild vegetables in the forest or help turn over the ground to grow vegetables, and hunt better.

The ancestors are like being cursed for generations, and they will never escape the cycle of reincarnation of being short-lived and humble with the mountains.

Yi Niang glared at them and said, "Liang Chuan has spoken. From now on, I will eat sweet potatoes every meal. It's okay if I don't want to eat them. I will bring out the delicious dishes and meat at home and share them with you!"

The mountain people looked slightly hot, and Nihu looked at these guards, and he was even more angry and scolded: "What's so good about it? They were not better than us back then. This is how life came about. Today we will eat more, so that our children on the mountain can also be in school tomorrow, so that we will not be ashamed!"

The Baozheng and others scolded their mountain people. Whoever made them not be successful would suffer if they were not successful! Move them quickly, and you can also try your best to see if you can live a good life!

Some mountain people found something wrong while moving, and the sweet potato seemed to have started to turn black!

As soon as these words were said, all the mountain people immediately stopped their work and watched. Their nerves were already quite sensitive. When they heard about such things, everyone immediately thought that these must be something they didn't want, so they sent them!

Nihu was trapped among two groups of people at this time in a dilemma!

He can't ask the mountain people to pick up these rotten sweet potatoes and eat them...

When Liang Chuan saw it, he was really!

"Black sweet potatoes cannot be eaten. If there are animals at home, you can pick them up and feed them, but people must not eat them! Eating too much of this thing will cause diarrhea and get sick!"

Liang Chuan did not hide his own personal information, so he just said it!

Yi Niang was also a little worried and said, "This was the case in previous years. The yield of sweet potatoes was extremely large, but they were hard to put. Often, half of the sweet potatoes were rotten in winter. I was just watching everyone help me eat them, otherwise it would be wasted!"

The scene was a little awkward for a while. You can't spend a lot of effort to get these sweet potatoes back to the mountain. After eating them for a few days, they were all broken?

Nihu couldn't let Yi Niang do it himself, so he also stood up to smooth things over and said, "It's okay, there are many people in the mountains, and this sweet potato can't be saved. I'll finish it in just two days. I'm just worried that next year, if the mountain people start growing sweet potatoes, how can they save it? They can't finish it in one day."

The sun shines on Liang Chuan's face, and everything seems so confident.

He seemed to recall those years when there was not much food at home. In summer, sweet potatoes were also pressed out of a pressure cooker. Occasionally, there was a meal of sweet potato strips. The sugar water was really sweet, but in winter, it was sweet potato powder.

When my mother was the coldest and most frozen winter, she used a sieve of fine gauze every day to rub the powder. It was really cold at that time. I couldn’t bear to burn hot water every day, but I had to get up every day to make sweet potato powder!

The mountain people think sweet potatoes are pig food, but they have caught up with the end of that era of scarcity of supplies. They are not just eating sweet potatoes a few meals a day.
Chapter completed!