The beginning of summer has passed, and the days have not been passed, not to mention wasting them intentionally. Even if I pick up my fingers and separate the twelve o'clock, I can't stop the golden crow above me from becoming more vicious day by day. It is not too hot in Dayuan Zihao and the Three Kingdoms of Shangqi in the north, but at this time in southern Li, it is already unbearably hot. People in every family changed into short shirts, but they still did not feel cool, and many people rolled up their sleeves. If There was no one around, so he simply opened his mind. In the windy area, there were more people enjoying the shade. On the fields and ridges, there were not many people except for the most hard-working men.
The water and soil in Nanli are very good, but there are many swamps and lakes, and there are not a few hills compared to Yizhang, so the area of cultivated land is not much. Moreover, the products in the mountains can still be relied on, so whenever there is a drought or flood in Nanli, people often The disaster was so severe that even if eight families came to help the people, they often had little effect.
Such is the custom among the people, they always think that the wild vegetables and fat fish in the mountains, rivers and lakes are always available, so why bother to spend countless efforts to take care of the dilapidated farmland scattered in the east and west.
However, there are exceptions.
To the west of Nanli, there is a land called Jiu'an. Although it is not famous in the whole Nanli, if people from the eight families above and below pay attention, they will definitely notice it from the documents recording the famine: even if it is two years in a row. During the severe drought, very few people in Jiu'an were displaced and fled, and it could be alleviated within one season. There was no need for the government to allocate too much grain and rice; on the contrary, a lot of grain and rice could always be handed over half a year after the disaster. , for government distribution and other land boundaries.
The sky was getting hot, so a young man wrapped in black came to Jiu'an. No one knew his origin. But many people are suspicious. In such a scorching sky, how can anyone wear black clothes? Not to mention ventilation, black clothes can easily absorb the heat of the sun. If you get heatstroke and no one sees you, you may die. To die in the wilderness.
The young man in black turned a blind eye to the strange look. He chose a restaurant that didn't look very classy, put down his package and sat down.
Restaurants in Nanli are as popular as tea stalls in Shangqi and Qiling. It is not difficult to see them everywhere. Just hang a wine table, five or six benches, four or five tables, and two bottles of wine, and you can open the restaurant. Of course, it would be better if you can add some side dishes.
Not long after the young man in black sat down, he heard several men chatting and laughing at the table next to him. He waited for the waiter to greet others and listened carefully.
“The sky has been really beautiful recently. The sun has been high for hundreds of days, and it’s not too cold at night. It rained just once in the past two days, no more, no less, just enough to moisturize the rice from beginning to end. There are only more than a month left before the sickle is put on, and it seems that this year's harvest is not close." The man with a yellow beard at the table laughed loudly, and swallowed the rice wine in the bowl in one gulp.
A kind-faced old man beside him was very happy when he saw the man like this. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of rice wine, "That's all. I'll take a few sips today to relieve the heat."
The youngest man among the three was very angry. He had already opened his clothes and saw the old man drinking. He put down his bowl and tried to stop him. However, he was glared at by the big man with yellow beard and said angrily, "Old man, today I want to take a sip of rice wine for the first time, but you don’t have the eyesight, so I’m very disappointed. The harvest has stabilized now, so if you take a few sips occasionally, it won’t be a big deal.”
The young man was dissatisfied and argued, "Lao Yue, you are young and powerful, but Mr. Yuan is already old. How can we imitate your drinking habits? Look at the sea bowl, even if it is not flattened, it still has three or five liang at least." How can the old man drink all the wine?"
He said something to the right, causing the old man among them to wipe his forehead one after another, and said with a complicated expression, "Just say a few words, Mr. Yue is already this age, and my son is already old enough to enter the school. I have to be the same as Li." The boys are very quarrelsome. Although there is a lot of rice wine, it’s fine if you don’t finish it.”
Mr. Yuan was also helpless. These two were both masters in the art, and they usually disagreed with each other. But today, they were fighting over a bowl of rice wine. It was really beyond their control, so they had to pick up the bowl, and then He took a small sip.
If the young man in black realized something, he immediately called the waiter and asked for a bowl of rice wine. He swallowed half of the bowl in one gulp, but the strong taste of rice wine almost hit his forehead. He coughed for a long time before he recovered and put down the bowl. Still have lingering fears.
"Young man, rice wine is no better than other wines. The taste of rice is very strong, so you should drink it slowly." The old man accidentally saw the young man almost choking on his drink, so he kindly reminded him, but then he saw the latter dressed up, frowned and said, "Why are you so well-dressed during this time of fire in the sky?"
The young man in black finally regained his composure. After hearing the old man's question, he cupped his hands and answered, "There are a lot of mosquitoes in Nanli. The younger generation is very afraid of mosquitoes. Anyone who is bitten by mosquitoes will feel swollen and painful all over the body, so he has to wrap himself up like this." Black clothes." Then he changed the topic and asked the old man, "May I ask, is my father-in-law Yuan Yannong who manages millet and rice in Jiu'an?"
The three of them were stunned, but it was the young man who couldn't bear his temper and asked first, "My master has never revealed his reputation, and he has never revealed his reputation. Where did you come from? How do you know about my master?"
The young man in black was not in a hurry, but walked up to the old man and saluted, "Junior, I have met Mr. Yuan. In my family, ordinary people farm for many seasons, but they suffer from the scattered fields. Therefore, the harvest has been extremely poor for many years and they have not been able to eat enough." After many inquiries, I learned that there is a Mr. Yuan in Jiu'an who is very good at growing rice. But I didn't expect to meet him when I first arrived here, and asked him to teach me how to feed the people."
Mr. Yuan was moved, "It's rare."
Xuan even greeted the two men on the left and right who were still a little suspicious, "We've almost finished the drinks, why don't we take this young man to see the rice fields. It just so happened that I had written letters to the next eight family members earlier. In the future, we will manage the rice fields in Jiu'an." Sooner or later, the method will be applied to the entire Nanli, and it will be passed on to this young man first. It is not too hasty."
After hearing this, the two men raised their heads, drank the rice wine in their bowls, and said hello to the young man in black. Although they came here to learn farming skills and were not from Jiu'an, since someone came here because of their reputation, it was inevitable that the two men would feel a little elated.
However, when he helped Mr. Yuan, the old man waved his hand, then picked up the drink in front of him and drank it slowly in one sip.
The two men wanted to stop him, but the old man licked his lips and waved his hands, "Wine is also made from grain. If it is wasted, it will be very distressing."
After three to five taels of wine, the old man was obviously a little drunk, but he still said to the young man, "If you want to learn, just walk in the field and listen to the earing and jointing of the rice all day long, and you will naturally learn it."
The young man in black was silent as he watched Mr. Yuan walk step by step into the rice fields, return to the table in a few steps, put down a few coins, pick up the wine bowl, and drink it all in one gulp.
I don't know whether it was the fragrance of grain and rice in the wine, or the passing summer wind blowing the fragrance of thousands of rice plants in the distance. The young man drank this sip of wine for a long time.
When he came out of the mountain, Master told him a few words from Mr. Yuan.
An old man once said, I hope the seedlings can be as big as a person's shoulder, and they can also enjoy the shade.
The old man once said, I wish the fragrance of rice could fill every house in the world and everyone would be fed.
Mr. Eternal.
