Huang Yueying looked at the tired boy in front of her angrily, and almost couldn't control her hands from twisting his ears.
How good the millet grows! Why was it planted by this bastard boy in front of me? Looking at him like that, he doesn't care about this land at all, right? What would you do if the old farmers who worked so hard to grow crops found out? There is really no justice!
Taking a deep breath, Huang Yueying turned to Guan Ji and said, "Go back home immediately and get the yardstick. I want to measure this piece of land." Then she said to Feng Yong, "Collect this piece of land." Finished, don’t move after taking off the grains! I want to weigh them all.”
Guan Ji promised, turned around and walked towards the horse next to the oxcart. Then she got on the horse, gently pinched her long and strong legs, and the horse neighed, raised its four hooves, and galloped away. The whole process was smooth and smooth. . Beautiful people, beautiful riding skills...
"What are you looking at, brat?"
Someone slapped me on the back of my head, and I heard a scolding: "Did you hear what I just said?"
"I heard it, I heard it!" Feng Yong shouted repeatedly, covering the back of his head, "I promise not to move one grain at a time. But madam, this land was originally used to grow grain for next year. Look..."
"Don't worry. Your grain will not be touched." Huang Yueying nodded approvingly after hearing this, "I just want to know how much grain you can harvest from this acre. What you just said is like farming. Choosing good grain seeds for farming is more important than anything else.”
Not always.
Feng Yong lowered his head to prevent Huang Yueying from seeing his disapproving expression, and curled his lips secretly. Management after planting is equally important. Otherwise, how do you think my land grew like this?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xing, who was holding Huang Yueying's thigh, had been staring at him curiously without saying a word, and now he saw all his expressions. At this time, he suddenly pointed at Feng Yong and said crisply: "Uncle, Feng Langjun didn't listen to you. I saw him look like this just now, eh, that's it..." After that, he raised his head and imitated Feng. The appearance of eternity.
This little spy!
Looking up, Huang Yueying unusually did not reprimand. Instead, she glanced at Feng Yong thoughtfully, as if she had thought of something: "Looking at what you mean, it seems that you have other opinions? Am I wrong?"
Feng Yong quickly lowered his head again and made a very respectful look: "How could it be wrong? In farming, grain seeds are the first priority. Without good grain seeds, how can we grow good seedlings?"
"Don't talk about useless words." Huang Yueying's tone suddenly changed, and she tapped Feng Yong's forehead with her finger, "Don't think I don't know, you are just a little slippery. Tell me, how did you grow this millet? I I also heard that this land was originally used for lower fields, but now it produces better millet than the upper fields. The farming skills of your master are really unique."
Five elements for plant growth: light, temperature, humidity, air and soil. How should I explain it to you?
Feng Yong thought for a while and said: "If you want to grow good food, it really depends on the right time and right place. The right time and place cannot be changed by human effort, but the right place can be changed by human power."
Huang Yueying's eyes lit up: "These words are quite new! But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is quite appropriate. The right time is nothing more than spring flowers and autumn fruits, summer blooming and winter hiding. This is God's arrangement and all things follow it. It cannot be done by human beings. What about the favorable location?"
Haha, is it arranged by God? You have no idea that two thousand years later there will be something called off-season fruits and vegetables.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Talking too much will only cause trouble for yourself. Immediately, he followed Huang Yueying's words: "The boy's disciples believe that if you want to change all things, you must first understand all things and know their roots before you can get what you want. The same is true for farming. How to improve farming tools to enable better farming; examine the difference between the upper field and the lower field, and find the root cause, in the hope that the lower field can become the upper field; more meticulously, it is to study how the crops should be planted and how wide the gaps are. And so on, this is the advantage that human power can bring.”
Huang Yueying praised: "Everyone in the world thinks that literacy and reading are knowledge. But they didn't expect that your teacher is really learning. Such a desire for truth is really admirable."
Feng Yong smiled happily: "I would like to thank Madam for her compliments on our master."
"I'm just telling the truth." Huang Yueying looked up at the sun in the sky, took out a handkerchief to wipe the fine beads of sweat on Zhang Xing's face, then held her little hand and said while walking, "Back then, the Prime Minister still Before I met the late Emperor, I also worked in the fields with the Prime Minister. But I never thought that there was such knowledge among these acres."
Feng Yong followed behind. Seeing that Huang Yueying in front was not paying attention, he pulled a few pieces of dog's tail grass from the roadside and thought hard about how he used dog's tail grass to make a puppy when he was a child.
"Everything in the world can be understood through knowledge," Feng Yong said nonchalantly, "Even if..."
"well said!"
Huang Yueying turned around suddenly, and Feng Yong was so frightened that he immediately threw out the half-broken dogtail grass in his hand, forgetting what he wanted to say next.
"Who said this? Is it someone from your school?"
"Yes!" Feng Yong said with certainty, "One of my masters said it."
The few people finally walked back to the shade of the willow tree. Feng Yong looked at the grass and wanted to lie back down again. But after looking at Huang Yueying, who maintained the usual demeanor of a prime minister's wife, I had to regretfully give up this idea.
"Since your master taught you to be enlightened in world affairs, why are you ignorant?"
What do I mean by this?
"Young man, I wonder what Madam means?"
Huang Yueying glanced at him with her phoenix eyes, took out a piece of tissue paper from her sleeve and handed it to Feng Yong: "Since you decided to pass on the farming skills to the world, why did you pass on half and leave the other half? You have to keep others guessing. Only by revealing the answer to the riddle can you show your detachment as a disciple of a worldly master?"
what does it mean?
Feng Yong opened the silk paper in confusion and saw many parts of different sizes drawn on it, and there was something similar to an eight-ox plow at the bottom.
"What is this?" Feng Yong looked at the opposite side, "Why does it look like the Eight Ox Plow I dedicated to the Prime Minister?"
"What does it look like? This is the Eight Ox Plow!" Huang Yueying had a slightly embarrassed look on her face, and angrily grabbed the paper with her hands, "If you really wanted to offer this Eight Ox Plow, why didn't you draw it more carefully? Why didn't you Draw this thing in detail? After tossing the supervisors and supervisors for so long, there is no way to make it according to the picture you drew. Finally, the prime minister showed it to me. These days, I also I have a headache for a while. What kind of insight into world affairs? Is this your insight into world affairs? "
Ah, miscalculation!
Feng Yong scratched his head. This thing was originally related to his college graduation thesis, so he had a rough understanding of it. Basically, he just remembers a general structure, but if he really had to draw all the details, he would be blind.
