Chapter 1713: Heaven’s Jealousy of Talent 75
Zhang Laoliu said that she could leave early tomorrow morning, but it was obvious that she insisted on waiting until her classmates came back, so she had no choice but to give up. Three days later, he came over early to collect kelp and came back to pick them up.
After Xining asked about the price of multigrain flour, he took out three hundred yuan and asked Zhang Laoliu to bring a hundred kilograms of multigrain flour.
Grain noodles are not expensive, only three yuan a pound. They are all kinds of miscellaneous grains that city people don't eat much, such as bran, corn, beans, etc., mixed together and ground into flour.
"Sure enough, you are a good person." Zhang Laoliu took the money and clicked it, rolled it into a strip, took off his hat, and stuffed the money into the inside of the hat: "Don't worry, I will definitely buy it."
After finishing what needed to be done, he drove the tractor and left first.
After the villagers who understood common language translated it, everyone in the village nodded.
However, Park's parents looked anxious and sad, saying that they had enough to eat without spending any money.
"Is that enough?" He couldn't help but look around again.
All the hanging dried kelp has been taken away, some fresh kelp has been hung, and the villagers who don't have enough have gone to the sea not far away to fish it. Another group of people went fishing with javelins and simple small fishing nets.
With this fishing method, it takes a long time to insert or catch one in the fishing net, and don't expect to catch more fish.
The villagers explained very directly: "If you don't have enough food, you can fish. If you can't catch fish, there are kelp and coconuts. It's impossible to keep us alive all the time, so don't give too many things."
Xining smiled and said: "I know, I won't buy it anymore. Since we have already decided, it is only one hundred kilograms of grain flour, so each household will lose four or five kilograms."
Four or five kilograms of noodles, one kilogram a day, is enough for four or five days.
After hearing the translation, the villagers felt relieved.
Seeing the villagers heaving a sigh of relief, Hu Liangming couldn't understand: "Boss, why don't they want it, and they look unhappy."
Jiang Debin responded: "That's how they are. They will accept a small amount of something. If it's too much, they will reject it. If they can't refuse, they will try their best to find something in exchange, and they won't accept it easily."
"But I was so happy to receive the clothes just now. The whole village happily gathered around to pick them." Clothes are OK, why not food.
Xining analyzed: "Those are old clothes, which were originally unnecessary and unnecessary. But food is different and needs to be bought with money. Their ideas are different from ours and they don't ask for too much. Didn't you notice that they do nothing but dry kelp? , no dried fish? ”
The eyes of the villagers who understood the common language suddenly brightened: "The fish are alive and swimming freely in the sea. They died so that we can survive. How can we kill them instead of eating them immediately. Many people Call us fools, only you truly understand us.”
Kelp is considered a non-sensory plant that grows quickly, so it can be dried and stored.
This kind of Buddhism only meets basic survival needs and does not ask too much from other beings. They deserve to be poor.
But this is the diversity of ideas that creates different customs. Each custom has been tempered, added and subtracted for thousands of years, and finally formed a certain pattern.
Xining smiled, picked up the coconut, and drank a few more sips of coconut water through the reed pipe.
After the coconut milk is finished, the villagers scrape out the coconut meat from the coconut, chop it into pieces, add some grain powder, and bake it until fragrant to make coconut cakes. Now they use knives, but before they were said to have used tools ground from stones.
The empty coconut shells are put aside and can be used as containers to hold things, or they can be processed into plates, handicrafts, or even jewelry hanging around their necks.
After eating, it got a little dark. The villagers invited them to take a bath. There was a bathhouse here, but it was natural. It was divided into two areas for men and women, separated by many roads.
It is a small pond, divided into two levels, high and low, surrounded by rocks brought from the sea. Those rocks were polished so smooth that they must have a bit of history.
Xining squatted down, reached out and scooped up some water, tasted it, and found it was fresh water. In the center of the first layer of the pond, bubbles appear from time to time, which should be seeping groundwater.
Not much water emerges from the ground, and the water quality is very clear. If it is used to water the land, it may not be enough to water an acre, and it will only be enough for basic living needs.
Several women were already working by the water, and some were standing on the higher ground on the first floor, using spoons made from coconut shells to scoop water into buckets.
If there is too much water on the first floor, it will flow to the lower second floor. There are two female villagers. One is taking a bath in the water, and the other is wiping herself with a cloth.
Next to the pond, there are some artificial stones piled up. The stones are covered with cloth and some dried kelp is strung into knots to surround them. It should be a small Buddhist niche.
The villagers probably believe that the pond is a gift from God, so they respect and protect it like gods.
There was no soap either, so they just scrubbed. It is difficult to clean the sea water, no wonder their skin is wrinkled.
Xining didn't ask for soap either. The water was so clear and the volume was small. If soap was used, about half of the pond's water dedicated to bathing would be wasted.
After washing, I felt much refreshed. When we returned, all the fresh kelp had been hung up, and the villagers were putting up guardrails.
It was a fence made of sharpened branches, pulled up and placed on a wooden support, with the sharp points facing outwards, surrounding the entire village in a circle.
These pieces of wood looked a bit old. Xining stretched out his hand and crushed them without much effort.
They are all weathered and look useless! But some are just added after being chopped.
The villager explained: "This is to prevent foreign foxes and wild dogs. They think they are strong when they see it. If there are people watching at night, they will not break in."
Well, it's enough to guard against these small beasts. Fortunately, there are no large animals here. Otherwise, if a wild boar comes and bumps into it, this thing will fall apart immediately.
The biggest and best "house" in the village was given to them. In fact, there is no need for a room. A straw mat is spread on the ground. You don't even need a mat. You can just lie down on the sand and sleep.
There are no scorpions or venomous snakes here, just a few crabs that went the wrong way.
Crabs forage on the coast and will not easily go to human places. Although they all have thick skin and not much meat, they annoy humans, so they break them into pieces and throw them into the sea to feed the fish.
There are indeed people keeping vigil at night, and the number of torches lit proves how many people are keeping vigil. There are four people keeping vigil, and villagers will take turns replacing them.
None of them wanted to lie down in the room, so they all lay on the mats outside. The night sky on the seaside is quite beautiful at night. Who would lie on the ground and watch it when I was at Donghai College? It’s time to enjoy it.
Looking at the night sky, Hu Liangming sighed: "I didn't expect that there is such a place. It is so simple and natural that people feel respected."
"What kind of respect!" Jiang Debin retorted: "From ancient times to the present, the ancient lords and the current governors have not thought about incorporating the territory. It is because they are too poor and it is useless to ask for it."
(End of chapter)