Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Haha, everyone will work hard!"

"Master, will you still give me and Erdan red envelopes this time?" Chen Sanpi asked with a smile.

The master's red envelope is much more than that of the shopkeeper.

Last time, the master gave out a red envelope of one tael of silver by himself.

"No!" Han Yingxue shook his head and smiled.

"Ah~ master, are there no red envelopes for this festival?" Chen Sanpi was a little disappointed.

"Why, blame your master for failing?"

"No, no, master, how dare I blame you. Isn't it just a red envelope, how can I compare with the master! My dear master is the best!"

"Okay, stop talking!" Han Yingxue took out the red envelope from his pocket and threw it to Chen Sanpi and Erdan Wang, "I've prepared it for you guys!"

"Haha, Master still loves us!"

Old Ghost Zhou just finished eating, seeing them laughing so happily. Chatting about red envelopes, I realized that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

How fast the season flies!

Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival seemed to have just passed, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is here again.

"A red envelope is given out during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I have to give a red envelope to my granddaughter too!" Old Ghost Zhou said with a smile.

He fumbled in his pocket, and finally handed Han Yingxue a bank note.

"Girl Xue, this is a red envelope from your godfather!"

Han Yingxue took it over and saw that it was a banknote of one hundred taels of silver.

Some stared at Old Ghost Zhou with dumbfounded eyes. It turned out that she had always had a grandpa who was a local tyrant, but she didn't know it.

"Grandpa, the red envelope you gave...isn't it too big?" Han Yingxue swallowed.

"Haha, girl Xue, what is this little money worth?" Old Ghost Zhou said pretending not to care.

The one-off price for those who ask him for fortune-telling is much higher than this, but he doesn't want to pay it himself.

On weekdays, I set up a stall in the town to help others do the math. In fact, it is just to collect a little money from others, so that he will not wander around and live a life of food and clothing.

"It's nothing at all?"

"Haha, girl Xue, if you need money, just tell grandpa."

Han Yingxue wished she could go over and hug her thigh immediately.

"Grandpa, you are so rich, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Haha, why don't you ask me what to say!"

"..."

However, life is pretty good now, and Han Yingxue has no real plans to ask Old Ghost Zhou for money.

It's not easy for Old Ghost Zhou to set up a fortune-telling stall every day.

In the future, she would save some more money and let Old Ghost Zhou wash his hands, and live a happy old age with their family.

"Grandpa, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you are alone again. Why don't you come to my house and spend time with us? My family is crowded and lively!" Han Yingxue invited.

It is too lonely to spend this kind of festival alone. The Mid-Autumn Festival is originally a festival of reunion, if no one is with you, this festival will be even more sentimental.

Old Ghost Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly and said, "Okay, I have spent the Mid-Autumn Festival alone for a long time. It should be very good to spend it with my granddaughter this year."

Seeing Old Ghost Zhou readily agree, Han Yingxue was also very happy.

When I go to the town later, I have to do some shopping and have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Han Yingxue bought two catties of meat at once. Also bought a chicken and two fish.

I bought a few handfuls of small green vegetables, and I can eat some vegetables in the vegetable field at home.