Chapter 3 Money can’t be spent
After resting for a while, Yang Zhengshan felt much more comfortable, but his stomach started to growl again.

It's almost noon now, and I only had a bowl of multi-grain porridge in the morning, which was not enough.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the kitchen. This family only had two meals a day, and the next meal was in the evening. He felt that he probably wouldn't be able to make it until the evening.

People are iron, and rice is steel, so you panic if you don't eat a meal.

"Daughter-in-law, cook!"

Yang Zhengshan shouted unceremoniously.

Wang, who was cleaning the yard, was stunned, "Dad, are we cooking now?"

This family only eats two meals a day, and there is no habit of eating lunch.

"Well, eat three meals a day from now on." Yang Zhengshan maintained his original personality and spoke concisely.

"Three meals a day!" Wang was surprised, "Dad, there is not much food left at home."

No one wants to go hungry, but there is not much food left at home. If we don’t save some, it may not last until the autumn harvest.

"I know. The boss and I will go to the county town to buy some food in the afternoon!" Yang Zhengshan said lightly.

He not only wanted to buy food, but also some meat. This family hadn't eaten meat for a long time. The original body was reluctant to eat it, so he would not treat himself badly.

Moreover, he also needs to recover his body. Although the spiritual spring water has the effect of healing injuries, he also needs nutrition if he wants to resume his martial arts.

Wang looked at Yang Zhengshan in surprise, but did not ask any more questions. This was the authority of the head of the family, and as a daughter-in-law, she could not question her father-in-law's decision.

Soon, Wang prepared a table full of meals. The staple food was still corn tortillas and multi-grain porridge, and there was an additional dish of fried eggs with leeks.

It is said to be scrambled eggs with leeks, but in fact there are only two eggs in two large bowls of leeks.

Yang Mingcheng and Yang Mingzhi, who had been working in the fields, came back. Seeing the food on the table, they both looked at Wang in surprise, as if they were surprised that Wang had gotten into such a mess today that she actually made lunch.

"Dad told me to do it!" Wang whispered to Yang Mingcheng.

Yang Mingcheng looked at Yang Zhengshan who came out of the house. He actually wanted to ask Yang Zhengshan why he wanted to make lunch today, but seeing Yang Zhengshan's wooden face, he could only swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Wash up and have dinner!" Yang Zhengshan was too lazy to explain. I am your father now, I can do whatever I want, why should I explain to you.

In feudal society, filial piety was the most important thing, and children who questioned their parents were considered unfilial.

Yang Zhengshan sat in the main seat, picked up the porridge and started eating.

He is really hungry.

The food cooked by Wang was really mediocre. If Yang Zhengshan wasn't extremely hungry, he wouldn't have been able to eat it at all.

This cannot be blamed on Wang. It is true that even a good cook cannot cook without rice. Yang Zhengshan just went to the kitchen and saw that there was no other seasoning in the kitchen except for half a can of lard and coarse salt.

What kind of delicious food can be made under such conditions?

Now Yang Zhengshan has no right to complain, it’s good enough to have something to eat.

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Yangjia Village is backed by Changqing Mountain. Standing at the entrance of the village and looking north, you can see endless mountains and forests, while looking south, you can see endless fertile fields.

Most of the villagers in the village have the surname Yang and are from the same clan. However, Yang Zhengshan's branch is relatively weak, with only one son for three generations, so the original person did not have any brothers or sisters.

in the afternoon.

Yang Zhengshan asked Yang Mingcheng to harness the ox cart and slowly walked towards the county town.

The country roads were full of potholes, and the wheels of the ox cart had no vibration reduction, so it was bumpy all the way. By the time he arrived at the county town, Yang Zhengshan felt like he was about to fall apart from the bumps.

Yangjia Village is relatively close to the county town, only about ten miles away, but it took them half an hour to walk there.

Yang Zhengshan didn't even dare to imagine the ridiculous traffic speed. If it was hundreds or thousands of miles, how long would it take?

Entering the county town, Yang Zhengshan observed his surroundings curiously. The county town in his memory was different from what he saw with his own eyes. The county town was still very prosperous, with shops lined up on both sides of the street and a constant stream of pedestrians.

This is not one of those ancient tourist cities, but a real ancient city. Ancient buildings are connected together, and the people are all wearing real ancient costumes, which looks full of ancient charm.

The county in front of us is called Anning County, located in the northeast of the Darong Dynasty. Three hundred miles to the north is the northeastern border of the Darong Dynasty. The north is the territory of nomadic peoples. The original person joined the army to resist the invasion of nomadic peoples at the northeastern border.

"Dad, do you want to go see my third brother first?" asked Yang Mingcheng, who was driving the coach.

Yang Zhengshan blinked, then he remembered that he had a third son who was an apprentice in a blacksmith shop in the county town.

It would be unreasonable not to visit my third son when I come to the county town.

"Let's go to the market first!"

You can't go to see your son empty-handed.

Recalling his original body's memories, Yang Zhengshan knew that being an apprentice in a blacksmith shop was not an easy job.

Apprentice, apprentice, is actually a coolie.

Apprentices do all the dirty and tiring work, and whether they can learn the skills depends on whether the master is willing to teach them. Moreover, apprentices do not receive any salary, only food and accommodation.

The third brother, Yang Minghao, was thirteen years old and was sent to the blacksmith shop by his original body a year ago.

He’s only thirteen years old and hasn’t even graduated from elementary school. Yang Zhengshan feels fucked up just thinking about it.

When he arrived at the market, Yang Zhengshan first bought two stone of grain, then some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and finally ten pounds of pork and some pork bones.

Thinking about going to see his third son, Yang Zhengshan bought another twenty meat buns.

After a round of shopping, less than two taels of the ten taels of silver Yang Zhengshan brought were left.

When leaving the market, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but sigh that money can't be spent.

There were still many things he wanted to buy, but when he saw the remaining money, he had to give up the idea of ​​spending lavishly.

The blacksmith shops in the county town have a wide range of business, not only making various farm tools, but also swords, spears, halberds and other weapons.

Martial arts were popular in the Darong Dynasty. Although warriors accounted for a small proportion of the population, many people had practiced martial arts. For example, in Yangjia Village, almost everyone knew some martial arts. This was the inheritance of the Yang family.

In feudal society, clans are a very important component. The large clans are the aristocratic families, and the small clans are the local grassroots management agencies. Each clan has its own heritage.

Anning County is close to the border and often faces threats from nomadic tribes in the north, so many people practice martial arts. This also means that many people have weapons such as swords, spears, and halberds in their homes.

In addition, there is Changqing Mountain in Anning County. There are many hunters at the foot of the mountain, and many of them are good at bows and arrows.

The blacksmith shop in front of you is the largest blacksmith shop in Anning County. It has five master craftsmen and more than a dozen apprentices. It is the property of the Anning Lu family.

"Youngest, why are you here?"

As soon as Yang Zhengshan entered the blacksmith shop, he met a strong man, but the man walked with a limp.

Lu Zhou, a branch of the Lu family, was a comrade-in-arms of the original body. When the original body joined the army, Lu Zhou was the original body's small flag officer. Yang Minghao was able to come to the blacksmith shop as an apprentice because of Lu Zhou's relationship.

"Brother Lu, I'm here to see Minghao." Yang Zhengshan smiled faintly.

When he joined the army, he was the youngest soldier under Lu Zhou, so everyone called him the youngest.

The two of them can be considered brothers in life and death. Lu Zhou has taken good care of the original body over the years. Unfortunately, Lu Zhou was seriously injured in that battle and still walks with a limp.

"Minghao, Minghao!" Lu Zhou had a very loud voice, and his voice directly drowned out the clanging sound of iron hammering in the blacksmith shop.

"father!"

A sturdy young man ran over, with bare shoulders and dark skin.

Yang Zhengshan nodded to his third son, and then handed the three pounds of pork in his hand to Lu Zhou, "Brother Lu, let me talk to Minghao for a while."

"Just talk, why are you holding anything?" Lu Zhou blamed.

Yang Zhengshan didn't say much, and directly stuffed the pork into Lu Zhou's hands, "I have to go back today, so I won't say more to Big Brother."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the blacksmith shop. According to his original body's memory, Lu Zhou was a generous man and would not care about the three pounds of pork, but Yang Zhengshan believed in reciprocity in doing things, and his third son still needed Lu Zhou's care, so it was reasonable for him to give him a gift.

Lu Zhou looked at the pork in his hand, then looked at Yang Zhengshan who was leaving, and thought to himself that he should take better care of Yang Minghao in the future.

Unfortunately, he was only a branch of the Lu family, and he had no say in the blacksmith shop, nor could he do much to take care of Yang Minghao.

"Big brother!"

Walking out of the blacksmith shop, Yang Minghao saw his father and elder brother with silly smiles on their faces.

"How have you been lately? Are you tired?"

Yang Mingcheng, the eldest brother, really cares about his younger brother. Since his younger brother has finally come to the county town, Yang Mingcheng couldn't help but ask about his well-being.

Yang Zhengshan stood aside and watched quietly. He had no feelings for these adopted sons, so he couldn't show concern for them.

Moreover, the original person is not a talkative person, so keeping silent does not go against his character.

The two brothers talked for a while, and then Yang Zhengshan handed five meat buns to his third son and took out a hundred coins and gave them to his third son.

"Everything is fine at home, don't worry!"

Yang Zhengshan patted his third son on the shoulder.

"Take good care of yourself!"

Yang Mingcheng drove the ox cart out of the blacksmith shop, and Yang Minghao stood in the blacksmith shop with a look of reluctance on his face.

I left home at a young age, and when I finally saw my family, it was only a quick meeting.

Yang Zhengshan sat on the ox cart, looking at the blacksmith shop getting farther and farther away, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Life in this family is really hard.

He needs to think of a way to improve his family's financial situation. At the very least, they should be able to have enough food and warm clothes.

(End of this chapter)