"Yan Xiaoer, why didn't you ask Brother Ertie to go?" Ertie deliberately teased her with a straight face.
Yan Yu's eyes rolled: "Brother Ertie is going too! Let's go see what the village in the mountains is like!"
After saying this, Ertie also became curious and asked her: "Can I go too? Is that possible?"
"Why not, but we have to bring some guys with us." Yan Yu said seriously: "We suppressed them during the day. If they still refuse to accept it, we will bring them with us just in case."
"Let's go to someone's village as a guest and bring a crossbow..." Santie felt a little bad.
Yan Yu looked like you were stupid: "Brother Santie, won't you cover it up?
Dad said that these mountain people have no household registration and cannot even go to the town. If they want to exchange for some salt, cloth, pots and pans, they have to go through the hands of the bold salesman or the nearby villagers. The wild animals they hunt are sold at low prices.
They grow food in the mountains and don't have to pay taxes. There is water in the mountains. Maybe they can exchange for some. Dad and a few uncles will definitely carry some things there.
But if they bring theirs, we can bring ours, and it won’t affect them. When the time comes, the bows and crossbows will be hidden inside, so no one can see them.”
It is absolutely impossible to go to a mountain village without weapons.
Defenses can not do without.
The people in their village have the upper hand and can still remain simple and kind-hearted, but if the situation is reversed and I am weak and he is strong... she does not dare to bet on whether the other party will still be friendly.
Santie has a new understanding of Yan Xiaoer today and is at a critical moment of rebuilding and updating her impression.
It was not as if she was discussing with the naive children in the village, but rather as if she was discussing with an adult and sensible partner.
"What are you going to bring with you, Uncle Yan? Should we be like them, or should we stop being like them?"
Yan Yu said: "Don't worry about my father for now. Let's think about what the people in the mountains lack and want. Let's prepare our own."
This statement excites both the second and third ironmen.
The teenage boys in the village have already begun to take on the heavy work in the fields at home. With the straightforward and superficial concept of working to support the family, they consciously contribute a lot, but they do not get the recognition and trust they expect in big and small matters.
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They felt that Yan Xiaoer's proposal was very appealing and responded positively.
"What can be found in the mountains? Wild animals, the food they grow, wild vegetables, herbs..." Santie thought carefully and said, "That should be it."
"Then they are short of a lot!" Ertie also started to use his brain: "The oil, salt and seasonings to eat, the clothes to wear, pots and pans, farm tools..."
Yan Yu waited until they were almost finished before speaking: "We can find wild vegetables ourselves, and we can also hunt wild animals. We don't care about theirs, so the only things that are useful to us are the grains and herbs they grow.
Those scattered herbs are useless. They live in the mountains all year round and they must know how to mix them to prevent snakes and insects. If we want to change, just change to these two."
The second and third ironmen nodded repeatedly.
She thought about it carefully, and what the mountain people lacked most should be iron tools.
Whether it is farm tools or iron pots, they should be rare items in the mountains.
"We bring iron pots and clothes for both adults and children, as well as ropes for tying the dolls' heads, needlework for the ladies and aunts to use for their work, and two pieces of flavorless soap."
Once they have a goal, they go to find it separately.
Yan Laoer had a good foundation. When he heard that they were going to a mountain village to visit, the wives of each family were very happy to get things out.
However, what differs from Yan Yu's expectation is that there are not many needlework, especially consumables such as thread, in each store. There is not much sewing along the way, but everyone thinks the backpack made by Li Xuemei is good, so they follow up and make some. This thread
There was no way to replenish it, even the frugal daughter-in-law took out the threads of old clothes and used them...
Yan Yu has a small backpack of his own. It is made of coarse cloth and is very strong. Inside it is put the scented soap, a small bag of salt, a headband, a few small square pieces of cloth, and a few large square pieces of cloth.
Ertie carried a bamboo basket on his back, which contained an iron pot, a backpack, and most of the clothes were for children. A lot of the clothes for adults were taken away by Uncle Yan who came forward.
Santie was carrying a big bag, the same style as Yan Yu's. It was full of handicrafts by the women in the village, including small shoes, small socks, small insoles, delicate straw sandals with small flowers, and small straw hats to take care of the children.
A bag of cloth and several pieces of furoshiki.
The bamboo crossbows of the two men and Yan Yu's small crossbow were both placed in Ertie's bamboo basket at the bottom.
Yan Laoer, Qi Si, Qi Wu, and Hu Da were also carrying things on their backs.
The father and daughter divided the commodity market with a tacit understanding.
One is for adults, the other is for women and children.
The people who came to take them into the village were stunned for a while before they came to their senses.
He said enthusiastically: "Brother Yan, our village is not far away. It's halfway up the mountain. The roads are paved, making it easy to walk."
"Alas!" Yan Laoer responded with a smile: "I brought some wheat flour that we grew ourselves and ground it. Don't dislike it. Grind it coarsely. Let's have a taste of what the harvest in our Qishan Prefecture tastes like."
Can you despise this?
These days, it couldn't be more considerate to bring your own food rations to your door.
The mountain man who came to pick up the guest was a sensible man, and he hurriedly said to the people who came with him: "Go and tell Uncle An that the guest has been received." He was afraid that the man would not understand, so he winked.
Fortunately, my companion saw clearly and ran away quickly.
Life in the mountains was just like that. Since they sincerely invited people to be guests, they had prepared a lot of things. But they didn't expect that the second brother Yan behaved so decently and even brought food. In comparison, it was a bit simple.
I have to send a message back quickly and let Uncle An look at it and add more.
The cat followed Yan Yu, occasionally climbing into trees, jumping in front, and suddenly jumping onto Yan Laoer's shoulders.
Yan Laoer remained immobile in all directions and was a stable one.
He just begged the cat not to pounce on his head and face. After all, it took a lot of effort to comb his hair, and his face... Now this face is also very interesting.
Cat... Cat Mao readily agreed, and from then on, that shoulder became its permanent place.
After so many days, he has become accustomed to it.
It's better than rushing up from the bottom. Yan Laoer's thin clothes can no longer withstand the abuse of cats. If there is a "tear", it will be broken to the place where it shouldn't be...
How can he have the face to meet others!
Seeing that the mountain man couldn't stop looking at the cat, he explained with a smile: "The cat that was rescued by chance did not leave after being injured, and gradually became a good friend."
"These wild animals are spiritual. They know who has a kind heart," the mountain man said.
People in the mountains believe in some myths.
If a spiritual beast recognizes its owner, that person may not be very lucky.
When we entered the so-called village, we were warmly welcomed by everyone.
There are several wooden houses in this open space, and I heard that there are people living higher up.
It is rare to have guests in mountain villages, so all the young and old who live in the mountains come to join in the fun.
Chicken was stewed in the big vat, rabbit was roasted on the fire, and sorghum rice was cooked.
There is not a single vegetarian dish, this is the highest standard for entertaining guests in their village.
