From the time of raw hands to the time of mature hands, Bian Rui stroked two songs, then raised his foot out of the space and began to surround the yard, slowly thinking about which wall to remove and replace it with large floor-to-ceiling glass, and which wall to keep.

Most ancient buildings in China carry loads not walls but columns, so no matter which wall is removed, it will not affect the structural strength of the house. Therefore, Bian Rui has many choices.

While watching, I was thinking about how to mess with the old house according to my own wishes. Just as I was about to be happy, the voice of the fourth uncle came from outside the door.

"Xiao Rui! Is Xiao Rui here?"

"Here, here!" Bian Rui immediately rushed forward with a trot when he heard this.

The uncle and nephew met at the gate of the yard.

"so much!"

When Bian Rui saw the basket full of things, he was very surprised.

While putting down the basket, the fourth uncle explained: "You leave in the afternoon, I am naturally not in a hurry. I dug you more than three kilograms of bamboo shoots, all of which are good-looking bamboo shoots, and almost two kilograms of flower mushrooms. I didn't find morels today. The others are some small wild mushrooms, which are better than fresh and tender..."

Bian Rui was happy to see these ingredients.

If you want to make a good dish, the first thing you need is good ingredients. No matter how good the ingredients are, the chef cannot make a good dish. Especially Bian Rui is preparing to play high-end dishes, and he uses very little oil and seasonings. He wins with the taste of the ingredients themselves, and he puts the top priority on the quality of the ingredients. Now the things picked by Si Bo can be said to be the first-class delicacies.

In the future, the Bianrui restaurant uses all the ingredients produced in the village. First, the source is safe and reliable. No matter what the village grows, the safety performance is guaranteed, and the taste is the first-class rice, flour and vegetables produced in Bianjia Village, let alone these delicacies.

"Why are there two or three rabbits? This one is too small, not enough to cook for a plate." Bian Rui saw a nest of three little rabbits under the basket. They were not big and looked like they had just left the nest.

Originally, the hare was not big, and even when he was an adult, it was only a little longer than a human slap, less than two pounds. Now these three rabbits are smaller, and it seems that they have just opened their eyes. And now, when is the beginning of spring, rabbits are all thin, let alone one or three, probably not to mention that they can’t make up a dish.

After hearing this, the fourth uncle said, "How come you know how to eat it? This rabbit is not for you, it is for me for Jing Yatou. The children in the city like to raise small animals. I happened to look at the trap dug two days ago in the morning and found three little rabbits squatting inside."

"Can you still live in this thing at home?" Bian Rui pulled the corner of his mouth.

The rabbit looks cute, but it eats a lot. If you keep it at home, it will be a bit of a taste even if you clean it frequently. If you don’t know what others are doing, Bian Rui will never raise rabbits at home unless you are ready to serve.

After hearing this, the fourth uncle said, "Jingjing must like it. Besides, I won't keep it in your house. Why do you want to do so much?"

When Bian Rui heard this, he suddenly felt that the fourth uncle was still bad. If these three rabbits were kept in the family named Zhao, what would it have to do with him whether they were smelly or not?

"That's right!" Bian Rui nodded.

After taking a look at the things in the basket, Bian Rui had no ability to estimate the number, so he said to his fourth uncle: "Give me a price."

"No money"

"This is really not possible. Otherwise, my mother would definitely take a stick to deal with me when she goes back, and I am also planning to make money. You give it to me at the market price, or I really don't dare to ask for it anymore. I snatched one of your ginseng yesterday, and my mother almost scolded me to death..." Bian Rui said in a nagging manner.

"Okay, okay, why are you a man so nagging now?" Uncle Si thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate to give it. Yesterday, he exchanged two bottles of wine one by one, which was much more expensive than the ginseng plant on the market. If you do this, it would not be a good intention, but you would take advantage of others.

After thinking for a while, the fourth uncle opened his mouth and said, "This is how you give me sixty yuan."

Bian Rui looked at it and said, "This is more than that. Let me give you a hundred. Listen to me first. I will want these mountain products in the future. I will notify you when I want them. Usually, I will pick more in the afternoon. You can pick them more. You should not have any different quality. You can keep them for me, such as goat mushrooms, monkey heads, bamboo fungus, etc., so you can keep them for me. If possible, don't sell them to the town. OK?"

After hearing this, the fourth uncle nodded happily and said, "Okay, I'll follow you."

My uncle and nephew were nephew discussing, and another person came in at the door.

"Uncle!" When the fourth uncle saw that it was Bian Rui's grandfather who came in, he immediately bent his waist and greeted him.

Bian Rui also called out grandpa.

"The fourth boy, how are you getting today?"

"It's okay, look." Sibo pulled the basket and pointed the direction of the basket at his uncle.

"It's really good."

Seeing Bian Rui's grandfather holding a lamb that had been around for a long time, the fourth uncle asked, "Uncle, what are you doing to pull a sheep?"

"Da Rui wants it, I will take it home and slaughter it later. He doesn't want the sheep in the water. If you like to eat the sheep's heart, you will send it to you later."

"Then thank you uncle," said the fourth uncle.

"Grandpa, where did you throw your flock?" Bian Rui asked.

Bian Rui's grandfather reached out and pointed out: "I'll ask your sixth grandfather to help you put it on. I'll come back to pack up the sheep and take it away for you in the afternoon."

The old man originally laid sheep all over the mountains. Usually, three or four brothers will bring orders of food at noon and order a few cups of wine to drink, and then drive the sheep back in the evening. If someone’s family has something to do, the other brothers will help them and put the sheep together with their own sheep.

"I've only lived there for two days and left again? Didn't I mean I'll stay in the village in the future?" said the Fourth Uncle.

Bian Rui said: "The baby will go to school tomorrow and there will be table guests, but I will definitely spend most of my time in the village in the future."

"The village is good, and it's not a good life to live peacefully. There are too many people outside, so you have to think about it when you meet someone. It's so good here. Everyone knows the best. Everyone knows the best. Everyone knows how much they have. The interpersonal relationships are simple, so life will naturally be comfortable," said the fourth uncle.

The fourth uncle was also a person who had been out, but he returned to the village after four or five years. Because he didn't like the outside environment or was not adapted to the outside life, some people in the community lived in a yard for more than ten years and did not know each other. The trust between people was pitifully low. It was not like a village, and several families were in trouble.

"I also think the village is very good," Bian Rui replied with a smile.

"Okay, then uncle, I'll go back." Seeing that nothing happened, the fourth uncle said goodbye.

"By the way, how is your seventeenth house now?" asked Bian Rui's grandfather.

The fourth uncle was stunned when he heard this: "Uncle, did he take your stuff too?"

"That's not there. I just think this kid hasn't appeared in the village some days," said Bian Rui's grandfather.

When talking about his youngest son, the fourth uncle sighed: "This turtle, it's better to die outside."

"What are you saying?" Bian Rui's grandfather was a little unhappy.

"Uncle, you don't know that this turtleman sold the old lattice at home." Uncle Si felt his face was very dull.

Bian Rui's grandfather disagreed: "It's just an object, just sell it."

No matter how good the family tradition is, it will raise one or two unfilial sons. Bian Rui's seventeenth cousin is the unfilial son in the eyes of the fourth uncle.

It’s not that this person is so bad that he is so bad that he has sores on his head and pus flows from the soles of his feet, but that Bian Rui’s seventeenth brother has been working hard since he was a child and can’t do anything, but he still dreams of getting rich all day long.

It’s not down-to-earth, and I can brag about it. I have made a group of ‘like-minded’ friends outside. I listened to the story of getting rich and finding a bargain in the antiques. I made a little money by following the trend a few days ago. But in the past two years, I have lost a lot of money by playing walnuts and playing with Dzi beads and all kinds of messy things. I almost lost my pants and even lost my pants. I still stuck it in, and I couldn’t even persuade me.

"window lattice?"

The fourth uncle was very ashamed: "The main house window of the ancestral hall."

Bian Rui understood as soon as he heard this. It turned out that Brother Seventeen had demolished the window of the ancestral hall and sold it for money.

The Bian Rui family has an ancestral temple, which houses ancestral tablets and a portrait of the ancestor Tai Laozi in the main house.

Many young people now have no idea about the ancestral halls, but in the past, churches that have far surpassed Western status in the lives of Chinese people, can be said to be the center of Chinese people's life and the most important thing in the Chinese people's feelings for their family and country.

There is a saying that a country is about major events, military affairs and sacrifices. The most important thing for a country is war and sacrifices. It can be seen how important this is to worship ancestors in the past Chinese people's lives.

The ancestral hall has a high status, so the things inside are naturally good. For example, the Bian Family ancestral hall was built in the Ming Dynasty. There was no major revision in the subsequent renovations. Many of the things were old objects, and now they naturally became antiques. Although there are no Yuan, Ming blue and white, etc. inside, they are not ordinary tools.

1. According to the nature of the people, the things used by the ancestors must be taken out. Otherwise, how can we show this filial piety? In the dynasty that used to rule the world with filial piety, it would be really dead. Those who could take out the things in the Ming Dynasty will definitely be worth a little money until now. Let’s put it this way, it would be fine to take out a random item on the stage and sell it for 8,000 yuan.

Now that his son actually stole the window of the ancestral hall to sell it for money? You can imagine the shame in the fourth uncle. In the old society, it is not an exaggeration to beat him to death for what the seventeenth brother did. Not only was no one held him accountable, but even the county magistrate had to applaud him and shout that it would be better if he beat him to death.

But now the times are different. Killing people is illegal. No one will kill his son because of a window. But the fourth uncle hates him. He gave birth to such a thing, which made him, who has always paid attention to his reputation, feel that he can't raise his head in the village.

"Just recover it," said Bian Rui.

The fourth uncle said: "You must find someone you can chase after me first."

Bian Rui was speechless now.
Chapter completed!