The three of them quickly left the Qin Mansion together.
On the way, Qin Ming and Yang Zijun briefly learned about the recent situation in the academy.
Knowing that the students in the academy have made rapid progress recently, Qin Ming felt a lot more at ease.
On the way, Yang Zijun said that some older students in the academy now want to participate in the construction of cement roads or workshops, and asked Qin Ming's opinion.
Qin Ming neither nodded in agreement nor refused. He just told Yang Zijun that he would visit the academy when he had time to understand the thoughts of the children in the academy before making a decision.
The three of them walked and chatted, and soon came to the greenhouse where rice was grown.
After walking into the greenhouse, Qin Ming looked at the green rice fields between the ridges and couldn't help but grin.
Liu Sanlang and others who were responsible for taking care of the wheat field saw Qin and Ming and the others. They immediately ran over from the field, bowed to the three of them and saluted:
"Liu Sanlang, I have met the young master, met Dean Yang, and met Captain Maotu."
Qin Ming smiled and waved his hands to the three of them and said:
"Everyone, get up. The rice is growing very well. You have worked hard during this period."
After saying that, Qin Ming looked at Maotu on the side.
"Maotu, when the work here is over, you take the three of them to the breeding farm next door and give each of them four old hens as an extra reward."
"Yes, sir."
Liu Sanlang and others were overjoyed when they heard this. As long as they had these old hens at home, they would not have to worry about eggs.
So the three of them hurriedly paid homage to Qin Ming:
"Thank you, Master, for the reward."
.....
Qin Ming walked to the field and squatted down, pulled out a rice plant, held it in his hand and gestured to confirm that it had reached the standard for transplanting.
He stood up, smiled and waved to several people.
"Come, let me tell you how to transplant the rice seedlings next, and what to pay attention to when transplanting the rice seedlings."
After hearing this, Liu Sanlang and others quickly walked to Qin Ming and listened to Qin Ming's explanation in detail.
Yang Zijun on the side took out a notebook and writing brush from his arms.
Maotu took out an inkstone, scooped some water from the rice field, and then began to grind ink.
While Yang Zijun listened, he memorized the various precautions Qin Ming said in his mind, and at the same time looked at Qin Ming without blinking.
This is also the second time Yang Zijun has stared at Qin Ming openly since he came to Qin Mansion.
The last time I looked at Qin Ming like this was when I was in Qin Ming's bedroom on the first day of the year. I just thought of the scene of being held in Qin Ming's arms and being wanton and frivolous that day.
Yang Zijun's face immediately turned red to her ears.
After finishing the ink grinding, Mao Tu looked up and saw the shy look on his young lady's face, and couldn't help but grin.
She came up to Yang Zijun and clicked her tongue:
"Miss, please pay more attention. If you keep looking like this, your saliva will flow down!"
Yang Zijun was extremely ashamed and angry when he heard this.
She stamped her foot, turned her back to Qin Ming, and glared at the playful and smiling Maotu.
Se Li said inwardly:
"Damn girl, if you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful that I will make you look good tonight."
After hearing this, Maotu immediately put away his smile, held up the inkstone with both hands, and said seriously:
"Miss, please take notes quickly, don't forget about it later."
Yang Zijun snorted coldly when he heard this.
"You know what's going on!"
After speaking, Yang Zijun picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to record it in his notebook.
...
After Qin Ming finished explaining rice planting, he took Yang Zijun out of the greenhouse.
While Mao Tu was taking people to the breeding farm, Qin Ming found Niu Heng, the current manager of the greenhouse.
"Old slave, meet Alang."
Qin Ming stretched out his hand to help Niu Heng up and said helplessly:
"Uncle Niu, how many times have I told you that we are a family and there is no need for all the red tape."
"Besides, like Uncle Huang, you are an old man in the house and have watched me grow up. If you do this again, I won't dare to trouble you again next time something happens."
Niu Heng stood up, stroked his gray beard, and said stubbornly:
"The old slave was brought to the Qin Mansion by the old master since he was a child. If the old master hadn't given the old slave a bite of food, how would he be today! The old slave doesn't dare to forget his roots."
"Alang, I have accepted your wish, but the Qin Mansion has a big family now. Alang, you have become a county boy at a young age, and you have to be in charge of such a large family business. It is not easy at all."
"The old slave only hates that he is old and frail. He can't do much to help Alang. He can only look after the big shed in the house and has no merit! How dare you let Alang lose his rules because of the old slave!"
Qin Ming was in a trance for a while after hearing this.
This manager, Niu Hengniu, was originally the manager of the warehouse in the mansion. Qin Ming didn't have much contact with him in the mansion.
It was only because after Uncle Huang left that there was a real shortage of manpower in the greenhouses and breeding farms, at Uncle Huang's suggestion, the old man who had been looking after the warehouse for twenty years was moved here.
After listening to the old man's words, Qin Ming felt a lot in his heart.
Niu Heng is the only servant in the house who insists on calling him Alang. Qin Ming used to think that the old man was a bit stubborn, but now he no longer thinks so.
At this time, Yang Zijun on the side moved two small benches from nowhere.
She smiled and said to the two of them:
"Sir, Uncle Niu, please stop standing. Sit down and talk."
After saying that, he placed the two small benches behind Qin Ming and Manager Niu.
Qin Ming glanced at Yang Zijun gratefully, then stretched out his hand to signal Manager Niu to sit down.
"Uncle Niu, there is something I need you to arrange in the next two days."
Niu Heng bowed and saluted:
"Alang, just ask."
"Sit down first and let's talk slowly."
"promise."
After Qin Ming waited for the old man to sit down, he told the old man in detail about the need to vacate a greenhouse for rice transplanting and replace it with a paddy field.
During this period, he also emphatically explained to the old man the importance of the success of rice planting to Datang.
The old man's eyes became brighter and brighter until Qin Ming finished speaking.
Niu Heng stood up with excitement and bowed to Qin Ming:
"Alang, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by the old slave."
After saying this, Niu Heng wanted to say goodbye to Qin Ming.
Upon seeing this, Qin Ming quickly motioned for the old man to sit down.
"Uncle Niu, don't worry, there is one more thing that I need you to stay more for in the future."
Niu Heng straightened his slightly stooped back and said with a glowing face:
"Alang, tell me."
"Last month, didn't the government plant more than two acres of yams in greenhouses? These yams, like rice, may become important grains in the Tang Dynasty in the future. So you should work hard during this period and let people Take more care."
Niu Heng's face smiled even more when he heard this. He had no doubts about Qin Ming's words.
In his opinion, Alang, from his family, was able to develop the Qin Mansion into what it is now in a short period of time, so he was naturally as capable as the sky.
Since he said that yams and rice could become the food crops of the Tang Dynasty, they would definitely become the food crops.
So he beat his chest with his right hand and promised with a serious face:
"Old slave, I will never disappoint Alang!"
Qin Ming smiled and nodded when he heard this.
On the way back to the house, the three of them hesitated for a long time. Yang Zijun finally gritted his teeth and walked quickly to Qin Ming, walking side by side with him.
"Master, Uncle Niu is not young at all. You have explained the matter of rice and yams so thoroughly. Aren't you afraid that he will feel pressured?"
Qin Ming looked up at the sunset, then turned to Yang Zijun and said:
"People are most afraid of being ignored when they get old, but they are least afraid of hard work, because only in this way will they feel that they are not old yet! It's still useful!"
"It's like the sun deliberately suppresses its light when it sets. I just hope people can take another look at it! Let people not forget his hard work during the day!"
Yang Zijun and Maotu looked thoughtful after hearing this.
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