Fuliang County.

The "chief helmsman" said that he lived in his mother-in-law's house.

"Po Yan, Po Yan, happy event, great happy event..."

A tea farmer was surprised and shouted all the way into Yan Po's living room.

Granny Yan is sitting at her desk settling accounts. Since she cooperated with the Dong family, as the "chief helmsman" and the only person who can read and count in this tea garden, Granny Yan is naturally busier than ever.

But while I’m busy, I’m also happy——

The Dong family purchased tea tree buds from them and paid them real money!

There are no common tricks used by tea merchants when purchasing tea cakes, such as lowering prices, dehumidifying, short weighing, erasing tails, beating boards, etc. Even the Dong family uses seventeen taels per catty, which is one more than the normal sixteen taels per catty.

two……

Yan Po and other tea farmers felt very sorry. Although it was only one or two more, over the years, this was also a terrifying number. It was almost a gift from Dong Jiabai to them...

First of all, the person who spoke to the Dong family was Dong Shuyu. She had a pure heart, and after taking charge of Dong's tea house, she could better understand the suffering of the tea farmers. Dong Cheng had no objection to this, and gave up some small profits in exchange for a

Dong Cheng was very happy to have a good reputation. Zhu Xiuyuan had no objections. Pursuing money and gain was not his main pursuit. He even greatly approved of Dong Shuyu's charity because he once promised his wife: "I will definitely

It will help the tea farmers."

Secondly, the new tea from Dong's Tea House is very popular, so the price is extremely high. Countless people from all states and counties come here to buy it, so there is no need to worry about sales. The ceramic tea sets sold together are all at a premium.

... The Dong family made a lot of money from this, making a fortune every day. The profits given to tea farmers such as Yan Po only accounted for a small part of the tea house's net income, and were almost negligible.

The tea garden owners in this area have benefited from this. Now, in addition to daily expenses, they can even save a little money...

With this extra income, the tea farmers can occasionally bear the pain of eating meat, some are discussing building houses, and some are planning to hire a teacher for their children...

From the beginning when tea farmers were "picking tea on an empty stomach" to "barely maintaining their expenses" after Yan Po appeared, to now "being able to save a little money", their quality of life has experienced a qualitative leap.

The first flight over was because of Yan Po. The second flight over was because of the Dong family. To be precise, it was because of the Dong family’s son-in-law Zhu Xiuyuan!

What a great benefactor!

A few days ago, Yanpo gathered tea farmers and discussed the plan to build a living temple for Zhu Xiuyuan. However, there were differences among the people on how to build the living temple, so Yanpo sent people to consult Zhu Xiuyuan himself. As a result,

Zhu Xiuyuan was shocked and quickly gave up the idea of ​​Po Yan and others.

Today, Yan Po thought again, since the great benefactor didn't like to build a living temple, then she should send some local products to the great benefactor. Anyway, they would feel bad if they didn't repay the favor.

So today we met again to discuss sending souvenirs to our great benefactor. This time they had no disagreements and unanimously agreed...

After the meeting was over, Yan Po returned to the living room, opened the account book and prepared to settle the accounts. However, as soon as she picked up the pen, the tea farmer barged in screaming.

"It's Goudan. What happy event are you talking about?"

Yan Po raised her eyes, her gaze passed over Goudan's face and the inexplicable surprise on his face, and finally landed on a large bamboo basket that was still on his back and had not been put down. The bamboo basket was hollow, and you could see that it was half filled with food.

Frame of fresh tea leaves.

Apparently Goudan had just come out of the tea garden and rushed into her living room without even having time to put down the big bamboo basket used to hold the tea.

Yan Po frowned and put the brush on the pen holder. Goudan was in such a hurry, something big must have happened.

"Dashan, Dashan is back!"

"What! Dashan...he is finally back..."

Po Yan was overjoyed when she heard this, and her slightly old body was trembling with excitement. She grabbed the wooden crutch and hurried out with one step.

An open space at the end of the village.

"Da Shan...is back. Hey, Dashan, weren't you sentenced to two years by the county magistrate? In terms of time...it will take a full month before you are released after serving your sentence?"

An old tea farmer was so surprised that he stared at the newly emerged young man and looked again and again before finally confirming that this person was Yan Po's son - Yan Dashan!

"Uncle Huang, my nephew behaved well in prison, and his former friends in the army helped deliver messages, so he was released from prison one month early...Uncle Huang, how is the tea garden? How is everyone?

My mother...is she okay?"

There was already a trace of mist in Yan Dashan's eyes.

"Okay, everything is fine..."

When Uncle Huang thought of the good days now, the good deeds of the Dong family, and his great benefactor Zhu Xiuyuan... he felt excited in his heart.

Looking at Yan Dashan, who was little better than a beggar, and remembering the reason why Yan Dashan was imprisoned two years ago, Uncle Huang burst into tears on the spot...

When Yan Dashan saw Uncle Huang's appearance, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He lowered his eyelids, looked at his feet, and casually threw a human-shaped sack on the ground.

Although his eyes were moist, they were so sharp that he seemed to be spitting out fire.

Boom!

Yan Dashan was extremely angry and kicked the human-shaped sack.

Ouch...

There was a muffled groan from the human-shaped sack, and it curled up and moved. It was obviously a person among them, but after being kicked, this person did not speak. It was obvious that his mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth or something.

, unable to speak.

"Dashan...Dashan, it's really you, good brother, you are finally back!"

Several younger tea farmers were passing by carrying bamboo baskets on their backs. When they saw Yan Dashan, they immediately dropped their bamboo baskets, ran over shouting and laughing, and hugged Yan Dashan each.

"Good brothers, are you okay? I say Dashan is back again. No one will dare to bully you again!"

Yan Dashan was in an excited mood. He warmly hugged and reminisced with his childhood friends, temporarily forgetting about the human-shaped sack lying at his feet.

"The mountain is back..."

After hearing the news, more tea farmers who passed by gathered together, and soon there were thirty or forty people. They all chatted with Yan Dashan and reminisced about the past, and the scene was very lively for a time.

"Brother Dashan, Brother Dashan, where have you been..."

A group of children ran over and surrounded Yan Dashan, chattering. Yan Dashan grinned and gave them each a bear hug.

"Brother Dashan, what is in this sack? Is it the prey that Brother Dashan hunted?" A half-grown man squatted down and poked the sack. He felt it was soft and could move.

The words of this young man drew everyone's attention to the human-shaped sack. Several curious little guys surrounded it, poking at the human-shaped sack with their little hands, and shouted happily: "Oh!

, there is meat to eat again!”

Obviously, these little brats have regarded it as some kind of prey.

"Da Shan, this is...who is here?"

When the adults saw the sack, they immediately recognized that it contained a person.

"Humph, there is a big traitor here. He has done all kinds of bad things and is the biggest enemy of our tea garden!"

Yan Dashan said this sentence through his teeth.

"What! It turns out to be our biggest enemy!"

The adults were suddenly stunned, and the ugly faces of tea merchants, government servants, tea horse ministers and other people immediately appeared in their minds.

For these people, the tea farmers hate them with all their teeth.

"Hit him, beat him, bad guy, bad guy!"

Although the adults were filled with hatred, they did not take action, but the little kids did not have so many scruples and started punching and kicking the human-shaped sack.
Chapter completed!