Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 316
Lin Su did not choose to go straight to the top of the mountain, but chose to walk from the foot of the Great Smog Mountain. This is the basic etiquette.

The mountain road is curved, the bamboo garden is dense, and the heavy snow has just passed, and a few bamboos have bent over and have not had time to straighten up, and the surrounding area is original ecology.

Turning around a mountain mouth in front, the front suddenly opened up.

The straight mountain peak stands in front of it, like a barrier, and the mist is faint. Above the mountain peak, a line of clear stream rushes down, stirring up flying flowers and broken jade.

Below, completely out of Lin Su's expectation, is an idyllic scenery.

There are more than ten ridges of fields, seven or eight pieces of land, and a farm cattle, grazing leisurely on the grass, the cow bells are crisp and melodious, and the smoke from a thatched hut next to it rises into the air.

Lvyi opened his eyes wide: "Looking at a small piece of land from below, I didn't expect it to be so big."

The light in Lin Su's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked past...

Lvyi thought this was a real pastoral, but he knew that it was not, this was the "literary world"!
There are thirteen characters in Taoism.

And the Holy Family of Nongsheng also has their "agricultural world".

Although this person's agricultural world is not particularly large, and there is nothing shocking in it, but it is perfectly integrated with the real scenery, and his attainments are extremely extraordinary.

Before coming to the hut, Lin Su bowed slightly: "Haining Lin Su, I don't know if it's rude to come here for a special visit."

As soon as the words were finished, an old man quickly walked out from the hut: "It turns out that the third son of the champion Lang Lin is here. The little old man is really flattered, please hurry up!"

This old man has messy hair, rough skin, a face full of valleys and valleys, and a generous smile. The clothes on his body are also worn-out rural clothes, and there is even dirt under his feet. He is a country old man. In appearance, except for some literati characteristics reflected in his words, there is no trace of a literati.

Entering the room, there is a fire in the fire pond, cooking and eating in a hanging pot, and it looks quite rich, there are chickens, fish and meat...

"Mister prepares such a sumptuous dish, don't you plan to celebrate the New Year early?" Lin Su laughed.

"In the minds of peasants, Chinese New Year is not as good as a visit from a distinguished guest. Today, Mr. Lin came to the humble house in person, how dare he neglect?" He took out a wine jar from the table, opened it, and inside was slightly yellow rice wine. Once the rice wine was opened, The aroma is also tangy.

Lin Su was sitting by the firepit, the old man took out three rough porcelain bowls, put them in front of them, and poured three bowls.

The bowl is rough, the chopsticks are freshly cut, with bamboo burrs on them, the wine is muddy, the ground is muddy, and the hanging pot is black with oil, but the enthusiasm can be felt.

"Mr. traveled thousands of miles and came to Haining. Lin didn't perform half of the propriety of a landlord, but he was treated by Mr. first. I am really ashamed."

The old man said: "The third son's words are wrong. This old man has benefited a lot when he came to Haining! This is the first time that this old man knows that waterwheels can rotate without anyone, and it is also the first time that this old man knows that farmers can be so rich and healthy. With such a situation, it is enough to comfort me for the rest of my life... I respect you for this bowl of wine!"

Lin Su raised the bowl, touched him lightly, and took a big gulp.

"This is farm bacon, try it..."

Lin Su picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. The meat was really fragrant, and the wine...forget it...

Lvyi also ate a piece of bacon at the invitation of the old man, and nodded slightly to indicate that it was delicious...

"The third son is a genius in literature and dao, and even more talented in helping the world, but I don't know if he has any involvement in the affairs of the farm..."

"There are some."

Lu Yi was slightly taken aback, Xianggong, you are bragging, you were originally a son of the Marquis Mansion, and later you were a literary genius, how could you get involved in farming?You may be able to fool around in front of others, but you definitely can't do it in front of this old man. He is a member of the Nong Sheng Sheng family, and he is too familiar with farming...

"Oh?" The old man smiled lightly: "I don't know what research there is."

"Why don't you ask questions!" Lin Su said with a smile, "Let's see if I can answer."

This is a bit interesting, Lvyi is very interested, can't wait to jump out and ask a few questions...

The old man said: "When the crops go to the ground, who will harvest them?"

The eight words are actually the common discussion of all farmers in this era. Farming is also learned. The same seeds are planted and grown in the same time. Some grow well, some grow poorly, and some grow well. The people can have enough food, but if the growth rate is poor, the people will be hungry. Whether it is a good year or a bad harvest year is not only related to the life and death of the people, but also to the survival of the country.

Therefore, officials and common people all over the world want to ask, what is it that determines the final harvest when the crops go to the ground?
Lin Sudao: "The harvest of crops is the result of the joint action of many factors. Seeds, soil, temperature, and humidity are indispensable."

"Seeds, soil, and humidity are naturally known, but what is the temperature?"

"The temperature is cold and hot. Although there are crops that survive the winter, generally speaking, the higher the temperature, the faster the crops will grow."

"It turns out to be hot and cold. Farmers generally don't take heat and cold into consideration, because hot and cold are God's will and are uncontrollable. You can answer these three key points, and you have indeed got involved in farming." The old man nodded and said: "If you are asked to improve farming, what can you do?"

If the first question is a conventional knowledge question, then the second question is esoteric.

If you get it on the palace test field, it will be a big nerve-wracking article.

In fact, in the previous scientific examination field, there were really articles like this, how to improve farming...

Lin Sudao: "The old man's question has actually been answered in Haining Jiangtan."

Haining River Beach?

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and the green clothes were also thinking...

Lin Su said: "Mr., in your opinion, how is the farming in Haining River Beach?"

"Of course it's too good to be true, and this is the fundamental reason why the old man stayed here on a special trip."

"Have you ever wondered why it's okay?"

"Because the people work hard, because the land is fertile, and because there is sufficient water here, the crops grow uniquely." This is the experience that the old man summed up after several months of on-the-spot investigation.

"Has the old man ever thought about why the people work so hard?"

The old man froze.

Does the public need a reason to work hard?

Do I need to ask why?

Lin Su said: "The reason why the people work hard is because they know that the Tingmi and Tingmi flower they grow are their own, and they are doing things for themselves, so they sleep at five o'clock and get up in the middle of the night, even if the sweat drops on the ground." Even if you drop eight petals, you are willing!"

The old man sighed deeply: "Yeah, other places... How can there be such a good thing? The farmers planted the fields, and all their income was exploited. How can you let them work hard? How can they have the strength to eat without rice? "

Lin Su said: "Plant a grain of millet in the spring, harvest ten thousand seeds in the autumn, there is no idle land in the world, and the farmer will starve to death!... The endogenous motivation cannot be stimulated, and even the best conditions are in vain. Therefore, the improvement of farming, seeds, Soil and other things are only technical matters, and the more critical thing is the policy level, you must first let farmers have the enthusiasm for farming..."

Suddenly, he stopped, looked at this, looked at that...

Why are their eyes so bright?

"Sanggong, you read another poem..." Lu Yi's face turned red, and she didn't know if it was from the fire or from the agitation of her mood, anyway, she really didn't drink.

Reading poetry?Have it?
Oh……

The old man slowly chanted: "Plant a grain of millet in the spring, harvest ten thousand seeds in the autumn, there is no idle land in the world, and the peasants still starve to death! It is really a good poem, a good poem! It is so profound that one poem can fill the world with the sorrow of the peasants. I have an unsolicited favor, and Master Wanwang agrees."

"you say……"

"How about you write this poem yourself and send it to me?"

Lin Su smiled and said, "Of course!"

He raised his hand and put his pen down, and wrote this poem on the gold paper. The title is "Compassion for the Farmers".

The colorful poems were sent to the old man.

The old man admired it several times, his face was full of joy, he folded it carefully and hid it in his arms.

He raised the wine bowl again: "The third son gave me seven-color poems, and I will also give Haining Jiangtan something."

Give Haining Jiangtan something?
Not send me?

"What?" Lin Su was a little surprised.

"This is the scalper." Lin Su was confused, and gave Haining Jiangtan a scalper?Killing to celebrate the New Year?These 10 people, it’s not bad that one person can drink a mouthful of soup...

The old man waved his hand lightly and pointed to the outside of the thatched hut, the ox suddenly soared into the air and flew towards Haining River Beach...

"This ox is a psychic beast of the Nongsheng Sheng family. With it guarding the Haining River Beach, other factions will have to buy some noodles from my farm."

Lin Su's eyes brightened!

The Haining River Beach is getting better and better. The Jade Water Immortal Sect once reached out, and maybe it will do so again in the future.

The other Holy Family may also reach out.

If someone wants to deal with him or his Lin family, Lin Su doesn't care too much, but the Haining River Beach is different, there is no strong protection for the Haining River Beach.

However, now with this psychic scalper, the situation is quite different.

No matter how low the sense of existence of Nongsheng Shengjia is, it is always the Holy Family.

The nine holy families all have a bottom line, and it is unlikely that they will break through each other's bottom line. This scalper is wandering around the river beach. Whether it is the holy family or the immortal sect, if they want to sabotage, they have to weigh it carefully.

Lin Su bowed slightly: "Mr. has shown such favor to Haining Jiangtan, Lin Su will repay him in the future!"

"You have inspired me enough, I don't dare to pay you back! If you have time in the future, you might as well go to the foot of Zhongtiao Mountain, and I will show you the real farmhouse with your own eyes."

The old man rolled it up and closed it gently, and the landscape scroll in front of him was folded up like a piece of paper, and he put it in the palm of his hand. In front of them, there was no more countryside, no more huts, only a vertical wall piercing the sky...

"Are you going?"

"Yes! I stayed here for more than two months, just to see you. Now my wish is fulfilled, and I will go!" He rose from the void, and a voice came from the air: "The old man's real name is Jia Wuyu. If you go to the foot of Zhongtiao Mountain, Just find Elder Sanwu."

Three Wu elders?
Lin Su really wanted to ask him which San Wu he was, but the sky was full of clouds and Elder Jia had disappeared without a trace.

Only one ox was left, grazing leisurely on the river beach.

Lin Su turned around slowly, facing the green clothes, there was still a trace of residual red on the green clothes...

"You haven't had a drink? Why is your face still red?" Lin Su stroked her face, it's so tender...

Lv Yi smiled lightly: "I didn't drink it, the wine is a bit muddy... Mr., you can just give this old man a seven-color poem, and give me one too..."

"Write what?"

"It doesn't matter... How about you record this wonderful moment? It's so interesting that we actually met a master in the literary world..."

Lin Su raised his hand and dropped his pen...

"Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of dry wine, and there are plenty of chickens and dolphins in the good years. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. There is another village. The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient. Knock at the door at night."

Colorful glow!

Lvyi was so excited that he took his manuscript and put it in the library for collection...

In the field, a green seedling swayed gently. At this moment, it was different from the green seedlings in nature.

In the distant sky, above the white clouds, Elder Sanwu also showed a smile on his face...

I knew you kid would surprise me, and sure enough, my old man was really clever, leaving behind a young seedling, recording the birth of a colorful poem.

The wonderful journey that this girl talked about is not the same for an old man like me?

I got two colorful poems a day, and one was about the holy way of agriculture, which was extremely important.

Although the other song is not related to the holy way, it is even more wonderful. There is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is another village in the shadow of willows and flowers. These two poems are pasted on the door as couplets, and the following poems are also very wonderful. From now on, if you spend time in the moonlight, you can knock on the door all the time with a stick... Will this kid really come to knock on the door at night?Why do I still have some expectations at my age?Looking forward to him coming to Zhongtiao Mountain...

Go home for the New Year, leave!

……

As Lin Su said in his poem, Xiaogu follows the Spring Festival, and the Spring Festival is really approaching step by step...

In a blink of an eye, it is already the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.

Lin Su was the same as last year, taking Xiaoyao to the streets and shopping, in fact, he was really just shopping and didn't need to buy anything at all.

Chinese New Year is nothing more than food and clothing...

There is no need to buy clothes this year, the Qu family directly sent them a boatload of clothes from the capital, all kinds of clothes, all kinds of furs, among which there are several kinds of magical furs that cannot be seen in the world, such as the ones given to Lin Mu A vest made of extremely northern fire mink, put it on the ice and snow, the ice and snow will really melt!Wearing it on the body, you only need a single piece of clothing, even if it is snowing heavily, you will not be cold.

Such leather is worth a thousand taels of silver.

All the clothes together cost almost 5000 taels!

These are given by the Qu family for free, no money is involved at all.

Eat, that's more.

Haining House sent the best white flour, the best oil, and the best honey to the Lin Mansion. They knew that Lin Su liked to toss some Chinese New Year snacks, so let him do as much as he could.

Of course, this is free of money.

As for Haining River Beach, Yishui North Beach, as long as the Lin family opens up a little bit, the eggs, chickens, ducks, fish, and meat they send can fill the entire Lin Mansion, so the old lady issued a ban very early on. , but all the things sent by the folks are not allowed to be accepted...

But the ban sometimes doesn't matter. Every day, someone puts a bunch of things at the door, and runs away as soon as they put them down, and they don't even know who is coming.

So, Xiao Zhou from Lin's Mansion and the others have been suffering for a while, and every day they put a bunch of things they don't know where they came from into the carriage, and then sent them to Haining Academy.

Haining Academy is actually quite troubled by this problem, and they also have someone to send them. The children of refugees from Haining Jiangtan and Yishui North Beach are enrolled here. Who wouldn't be grateful to the teachers of the academy?It's the Chinese New Year, and it has become everyone's consensus that we should give the teacher something. The key point is that the parents of these students are also very rich - working in Haining Jiangtan, earning a few taels of silver a month, and after a year Well, there are many people who have saved more than a dozen taels of silver or even dozens of taels of silver. If this is put in the whole world, they will be quite rich.

In this way, the items are too rich.

Lin Su took Xiaoyao around a few times and stopped going. He was a little scared. Xiaoyao was very popular. Every time he went out, Lin Su had to help her carry it, making everyone see His eyes are weird. Could it be that I, the number one scholar and fifth-rank official, still need some candied haws from you?Do you need to beg for alms all over the street?
(End of this chapter)