"Are Dalang here?"

Just when Zhao Qi was laughing and crying, he saw a dark and burly middle-aged man in his thirties coming from the path with a pocket.

"Uncle Dayuan!" The little girl ran up to greet her quickly.

The middle-aged man strode to the entrance of the cave, looked at Zhao Qi carefully for a few glances, put down the pocket on his shoulder and said with a strange face: "I heard that you were hit by the statue of the mountain temple and smashed your head, and then you are not stupid?"

"It seems like that, you are..."

"My name is Yang Dayuan, and I live at the foot of the mountain not far ahead. I just came back from the dock and heard my mother talk about you. I came here to take a look and sent some rice and flour. You... are really ready!" The middle-aged man still looked at Zhao Qi up and down.

"Uncle Dayuan, the young master is indeed ready, he is not stupid at all!" Xiaozhu said quickly.

"Then I heard you yelling here just now!" The middle-aged man was skeptical.

"Uncle Dayuan, I am indeed awake, but I can't remember what happened at all. When I passed by your house, my aunt helped me apply medicine. I just had a headache. Now it's much better!"

Hearing Zhao Qi's speech so clearly and organized, the middle-aged man then let out a long sigh, and a smile appeared on his dark face and said, "I just went to the mountain temple to see it. The statue of the god has indeed collapsed. It seems that the mountain god has shown his spirit to cure your illness. Tomorrow I will prepare some incense and candles to take you to the mountain temple to worship and thank you. This is the first time I have heard of this kind of thing!"

"Thank you, Uncle Dayuan, thank you. The grandmother also said that it was a mountain god who appeared. I will be working as a helper in a few days and wait until I earn money to repair the mountain god statue again!" Zhao Qi also quickly bowed and thanked.

"Hey, your eloquent appearance is indeed different from the past. Let's do this. I'll go to the village to discuss tomorrow and ask the village to raise some money to repair it together. How can you pay for such a big thing alone? Moreover, your family is so poor that you can't get rid of the blame. But since you're fine, you should find something to do and earn some money to support your family. You can eat these rice and flour for a few days at the moment. Tell the grandmother that if you lack vegetables, you can also pick some at my house. The baby is always at home on weekdays!"

"Cough cough..." The old woman sleeping in the cave was woken up. After coughing a few times, she came out with a crutch. After seeing Chen Dayuan, she also thanked her for a while.

"No thank you, Brother Jun and I grew up together, but he went too early. But thanks to the mountain god's appearance, Dalang's illness is cured, and your family's life will gradually get better. You are afraid that you will enjoy your happiness in the future, so I will go back in advance!" The man waved his hands repeatedly and turned around to leave.

"Uncle Dayuan, wait, I have something to ask you!" Zhao Qi followed and walked to the edge of the pond.

"What do you want to ask?" Yang Dayuan asked curiously.

"I just want to ask what year it was this year? Did the Mongolians call him?"

"This year is Baoyou's sixth year. I haven't heard of the Mongols calling me. Why are you asking these?" The middle-aged man became even more curious.

"No... nothing, I just asked curiously, thank you for the rice and flour that Uncle Dayuan sent. By the way, where is the nearby medicine shop? Xiaozhu was beaten by the grandmother and was covered in wounds. There was a hole on her forehead. She needs to apply some plaster to treat it!" Zhao Qi stammered and changed the topic.

The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the cloth strap wrapped around Xiaozhu's head and blood on his clothes and said, "In the past, you and the grandmother often beat Xiaozhu, and we felt sorry for us. Since you are well, don't beat her again in the future. The medicine shop is in the town, which is easy to find. Just go and find it yourself!"

"Can Uncle Dayuan lend me some money first? I will go to the dock to move goods in a few days, and I will pay it back to you after earning wages!" Zhao Qi said with a little red face.

The man took out a purse from his arms very readily, opened it and took out a piece of paper money and handed it to Zhao Qi. After whispering, "You don't have to pay back the money. Take it to buy medicine for Xiaozhu. If you are not afraid of hardship, go to the Lu Family Trading Company on the dock to find me. If I am not here, look for Guantou Zhang. As long as I work hard, I can earn one or two hundred cents a day. There is no problem with supporting your family for food and drink. But you'd better hide it from the grandmother. Your father fell from the boat and fell into the sea. I'm afraid that he won't let you go if he knows!"

"Thank you, Uncle Yuan!" Zhao Qi took the banknotes excitedly and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm thanking you if you say anything. Many young people in the village are helping at the dock. Don't be lazy on weekdays, so you will naturally not have less wages. I'll leave first!"

Zhao Qi took back his eyes after watching Yang Dayuan's back disappear. Looking at the 200-word Huizi in his hand, he was filled with sighs and emotion.

It is said that the Song Dynasty was the most humane dynasty in Chinese history. The people were all generous and generous. As expected, they were well-known. They borrowed the money at will and didn't even pay it back.

Will you borrow somewhere else tomorrow...

Zhao Qi turned his head and looked at the dilapidated cave, pinching his chin and getting ready to move.

It’s not that he thinks so, but he is too poor now. Although he lived in the countryside when he was a child and his family was not wealthy, he has never been poor enough to have this virtue in front of him.

He had asked Xiaozhu before, but his family didn't have a penny. Except for the half bag of brown rice provided by the villagers some time ago, he was so poor that he was so poor that he had already seen the bottom of the bag of rice and flour. If Yang Dayuan had not sent another bag of rice and flour, the three of them would have gone hungry tomorrow.

After several years of the Chinese dynasty, only the business environment of the Song Dynasty was the most relaxed and prosperous. As long as you have money, any problem can be solved.

Even the army of the Song Dynasty was mercenary-based and had a generous salary.

Once the famine is encountered, the government will directly recruit troops on the spot, and a large number of farmers will no longer cause trouble and rebel because they have a way out.

Although the Song Dynasty has been weak, it has used money to drag the two irreconcilable enemies of Liao and Jin.

Therefore, it is useless to be strong. First of all, you have to have money. As long as you have enough money, you can even buy back the country.

This was the plan of Emperor Taizu of Song Dynasty Zhao Kuangyin.

But he saved the money, but he lost his people.

For Zhao Qi, if you want to live well, having money is the king. If you don’t have money, you can only be a poor person.

With two hundred cents of money to make up his courage, seeing that it was still early, Zhao Qi decided to go to the town to buy medicine now, so he put the money in his pocket to prepare to leave.

"Young Master, wait for me~" Xiaozhu ran out.

Zhao Qi was amused and crying.

"Don't call me a young master in the future, just call me brother, so as not to hear jokes. Just wait for me at home and I will be back soon!"

The little girl lowered her head and nodded softly, dodging Zhao Qi's gaze and said softly: "I...I know where the medicine shop is?"

"Okay, let's go together." Zhao Qi nodded and reached out to hold the little girl's hand.
Chapter completed!