Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

"Alright!"

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Ning Yan carried her basket and walked out of the house with more than enough strength.

Ahead of them, through the millstones of the village\'s rice grinder, came a hubbub of noise.

"Who did Cripple Yang offend, he was actually dealt with so miserably!"

"Who knows? Look at how badly you\'ve been beaten up. If you don\'t take good care of yourself for a few days now, you\'ll be scarred!"

"A guy with a scar on his face, but just who did this guy offend? Even his clothes were taken off."

"Hehe, I must be trying to take advantage of the village\'s young wife, and got beaten up by a man."

"Makes sense!"

There were many people surrounding the millstone, but all of them were watching the show. Not a single one of them came forward to unravel the formation for the Lame Yang.

Ning Yan walked past them and revealed a bright smile towards Cripple Yang who was tied to the millstone. She extended his skinny finger and raised his middle finger.

Lame Yang closed his eyes and pretended not to see. After suffering such a huge loss at the hands of a woman, he did not have the face to yell, otherwise, the villagers would know that he could not even beat a woman, and would not be able to do so in the future.

It was fine if he was only given a middle finger by a woman, but that woman still dared to reveal a smile. Cripple Yang was so angry that he almost jumped up. He was actually looked down upon by a little girl\'s skin, it was simply … If she wasn\'t tied to the millstone and unable to move, she would definitely beat this damned woman to death.

In his heart, he could only curse like a shrew, "Bitch, just you wait!"

Was Ning Yan afraid? The female thugs from the later generations were fearless! She happily led Little Bun through the millstones and walked out of the village.

Early morning, after leaving home and walking until the sun rose, Ning Yan was tired. Lowering her head, Little Bun pursed her lips and walked quickly, following closely behind her.

Originally, Ning Yan thought that if Little Bun couldn\'t move, she would carry him. She never thought that Little Bun would actually be able to persevere for so long.

If this was a tough bun that her future generations met, Ning Yan would definitely get this person to train under her Devil. At that time, she would be another good soldier.

Seeing the shoes that revealed her toes, Ning Yan picked up the person with one hand and carried him on her shoulder. Children\'s proper amount of exercise was good, but if one were to overdo it, they would be crippled.

"Mom, I can still continue walking!"

"Where are you going? Are you not happy about being carried?"

"No, no." Ning Yu hurriedly shook his head. Although he wanted to say that he could still persevere and walk, facing Ning Yan\'s clear facial features and serious eyes, Ning Yu gave up. Ever since he hit his head, his mother had changed, changed a lot.

However, after the change, the mother is even better, caring for others only to say negative words this small ailment is nothing. Mother, mother she is happy as long as it is fine.

If his mother really could not marry, then he would quickly grow up and raise his mother.

Ning Yan was not clear about what the Little Bun was thinking at all. If she knew, he would probably throw the Little Bun back home.

Did she seem like someone who hated marriage that much?

Furthermore … There were some problems with the aesthetics of this era. They all liked scholars and pretty boys! As a proper female soldier, she liked to have eight abs, an inverted triangle of mermaid wire, and long legs with raised hips.

It was just that when she heard that the black-faced men in the county would powder their faces, Ning Yan felt that the man she wanted would be hard to find.

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When the sun was above her head, Ning Yan finally walked to the entrance of the county city. After they entered the city, Ning Yan did not follow the crowd to the market, but walked towards the east side of the city.

In this era, no matter which town was in charge of the "rich and powerful in the east, poor and poor in the north and poor in the south" divided into residential areas.

The meaning of this was that the people living in the east side were all powerful officials and nobles, the west side of the city was filled with rich merchants and rich gentry, the south side of the city was filled with poor and righteous Zhou families, and the north of the city s were all of high quality people.

No matter what era it was, deer meat was still considered good stuff. If he went to the market to sell it, not only would he waste time, he would also be easily harassed by those ruffians.

He might as well go to the place where the rich families resided and try his luck.

Walking to the east of the city, Ning Yan put down Little Bun: "Do you know if you should follow closely?"

"En!"

This was Ning Xuemo\'s first time coming to a place like this. Her face was tense as she was afraid of provoking any sort of joke.

Ning Yan did not correct the Western Little Bun\'s attitude.

Ning Yan walked to a scarlet red door, and looked at the two guards at the entrance. Ning Yan squinted her eyes and pulled Little Bun towards the corner of the door.

After knocking on the door a few times, an old man walked out.

Seeing the unfamiliar Ning Yan, the old man frowned: "Young Lady has walked into the wrong place, this is the Bai Clan, not just anyone can enter this Master\'s residence." Then she was about to close the door.

However … He pushed the door open but was unable to do so. He still couldn\'t close it.

Old Eye looked out and saw Ning Yan\'s thin hand on the door, she said unhappily: "Young Lady, are you looking for trouble?"

"No, no. Yesterday, I hunted a deer on the mountain and asked if you want it." As Ning Yan spoke, he quickly put down the basket on her back and picked up the deer that was tied up like a ball. This simple action stunned the old man, he couldn\'t stop her old arms and legs for a moment.

"Look, he\'s still alive!" Ning Yan untied the rope that was tied to the deer and patted on the back of the stupid deer. The sound of a dog was emitted from the deer\'s mouth.

"Good boy, you\'re really living, wait a minute!" Seeing the deer guarding the door, the old man did not hold Qiao Qiao. It would be Second Young Madam\'s birthday in a few days, and up until now, there still wasn\'t anything rare. The kitchen was already troubled.

If the noodle soup was served well, Second Young Madam would definitely get a reward. If... At that time, if his grandmother was happy, it would not be impossible for her to transfer him to become a steward.

The old gatekeeper hurriedly left. She did not even close the door to the mansion, Ning Yan pursed her lips, there was no need to be so excited.

After waiting at the door for a quarter of an hour, the gatekeeper walked over. Behind him was a woman.

The woman wore a blue dress and her hair was neatly combed. There was even an old silver hairpin stuck in her hair.

"You are the Young Lady that sells deer."

"That\'s right!" Ning Yan was not panicking this time. The deer would definitely be sold. When the woman saw the deer just now, the joy in her eyes could not be fooled by Ning Yan.

"Are you selling it for 20 silver taels?"

"Sell it!" Ning Yan did not know much about the current prices.

However, the original owner had never seen twenty liang of it in her entire life, and Ning Yan was not the sort of person who came here just to save money and ink.

It was a deal.

The woman was a little surprised at Ning Yan\'s straightforward manner. She glanced at the little girl behind her, who was holding a black bag in Ning Yan\'s hands: "Next time, if there is any rare game, you can directly knock on the door and ask for Wet Nurse Bai."

"Sure, sure!" Ning Yan took the money and greeted the Wet Nurse Bai for a while. Then, she walked towards the Southern City with Ning Zu in her hand.