Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

Round and the size of a washbasin.

Mr. Guo's eyes lit up, he took out the fan from his waist, tapped his palms lightly, closed his eyes and shook his head for a while, then opened the fan and chanted two lines of doggerel in a loud voice:

"The hot sun produces cold melons,

Cool off in hot summer.

Cleverly hides vines,

How can it enter the eyes of wisdom? "

"What a poem!"

Qingshan held the small flower basket and praised enthusiastically!

He grinned with his big white teeth and looked at his young master with eyes full of admiration!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan rubbed his hands speechlessly, and he could hardly maintain the customary smile on his face.

I really don’t understand what’s so good about this poem?

It was actually worth it. The sturdy man in front of me, who was as strong as an iron tower, was so excited.

That look of golden stars in the eyes!

It's almost unbearable to look at.

If you don’t know, you might think you saw a beautiful girl!

Qian Sanwen noticed that Uncle Jing had a strange expression, so he quickly leaned over to whisper in his ear:

“I heard that the palace examination will test you on poetry.

Writing poems about everything you see is a daily routine for the scholars, you just have to get used to it."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan nodded slightly to show that he understood.

It turns out that I have to do it.

He actually thought that people became stupid because of reading too much!

Tsk tsk, it seems that he is somewhat lucky.

It is much better for the soul to attach itself to a farmer than to attach itself to a scholar.

If he was asked to compose poetry anytime and anywhere, he would rather die immediately and return to the void, change the world, and start over again.

If he is asked to write a poem, it should be five words, five words...

There is a piece of land in the backyard. What are you planting?

Half cantaloupe, half watermelon.

Muskmelon is small, watermelon is big.

I love cantaloupe and watermelon...

Hmm? Lieutenant General Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows. It didn't seem too difficult.

Mr. Guo picked the watermelon he liked, held it in his arms, strode out of the melon field, and excitedly greeted everyone:

"Let's go to the front yard and eat some melons!"

"Sir, the melon is heavy, be careful not to hurt yourself, I'll hold it."

Qingshan quickly stepped forward and was about to take the watermelon.

Mr. Guo dodged and said, "No need. I picked the melon myself, so it would be more interesting if I held it myself..."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan ignored the quarrel between the master and servant, and hurried to the main room to move the table.

Qian Sanwen hurriedly followed and moved the bench.

Afterwards, they were placed one by one under the old locust tree.

Immediately afterwards, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan hurried into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and a bucket.

Mr. Guo placed the watermelon on the table. The tree was shady and the breeze was blowing. He walked around the locust tree twice, looked up at the sky and down at the ground, and was inspired to write a poem:

"The tree rises eight feet above the ground like an umbrella, and the breeze is cool under the old locust tree.

The old man held the knife quickly and quickly, and the sweet fragrance of ruby ​​​​was wafting into the air.

Hahaha……

Good melon, good melon!

Qingshan, please bring me a petal. This young master needs it and wants to taste it carefully. "

After saying this, Mr. Guo put his fan on his waist and sat down on the bench.

After Lieutenant General Jing Yuan finished cutting the watermelon, he also cut all five cantaloupes.

He put the knife into the bucket and carried it back to the kitchen.

He went to the woodshed again, brought over two small bamboo baskets, and placed them under the tree, using them as trash cans.

Finally, he took a slice of watermelon from the table and sat down on a wooden stool a little further away.

Oh, it's true!

I don’t know where Mr. Guo got such great interest from.

Instead of uttering a couple of lines of poetry from time to time, can't you just quietly eat some melon?

After happily eating three slices of watermelon and two slices of cantaloupe, she reached out to take the silk handkerchief handed to her by Qingshan and wiped her mouth carefully.

Mr. Guo opened his fan and fanned himself comfortably. After a moment, he stood up and looked around.

“Old man, the watermelon and cantaloupe fields in your backyard are very well maintained and taste great.

There are no poultry at home, do you not raise any?"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan casually threw the watermelon rind into the bamboo basket, raised his head and smiled as he answered:

"I raised 10 chickens and two sheep, but I drove them outside to the sweet potato field to avoid offending the nobleman's eyes."

"Oh? Is the sweet potato field outside also yours?"

“Yes, the harvest from the newly reclaimed wasteland is not that good.

At the east end of the yard, there is another three-acre vegetable patch that I also planted.

They are all green peppers, eggplants and other common vegetables, and they are growing well. "

Upon hearing this, Mr. Guo lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then spoke loudly:

“Old man, this is it.

I will rent your house for 150 taels of silver until the beginning of September.

However, the melon field in your backyard, the chickens and sheep at home, the four acres of sweet potatoes outside the gate, and the three acres of vegetable field in the east are all mine. Do you think it is feasible?"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan nodded frantically, fearing that this victim would change his mind in a second.

“Yes, yes.

I will stay one more night tomorrow, and go to Northeast China for business early the day after tomorrow, and will not be back until October.

You can stay until the end of September, no problem.”

“Hahaha…the old man is so honest!

The ginseng, furs, and medicinal herbs from the Northeast are all rare and valuable.

So, I will add another ten taels and wish you a safe journey, old man.

If you receive the best fur, please consider Guo first.

Guo will definitely give you a fair price.

Alas, it is embarrassing to say that Guo’s grandmother suffered from leg and foot discomfort, especially in the cold winter, but for so many years, no cure has been found.

I can only try to find some things to keep warm and relieve the pain.”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan quickly agreed with a smile:

"Mr. Guo's filial piety is commendable.

If I am lucky enough to receive the right fur, I will definitely think of you first."

"Well, Guo would like to thank you in advance.

In the future, Guo will let Qingshan stay here and wait for your return."

"Row."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan readily agreed.

Both parties were very satisfied and soon signed the rental contract under the mediation of Qian Sanwen.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stood on a stone, holding the newly acquired two hundred taels of silver in his arms, and looked at the carriage going away until it turned onto the official road.

He jumped off the stone quickly and hopped around for a minute, his heart bursting with joy.

In order to avoid any further complications, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan decided to go to the Duke of Ying's mansion early tomorrow morning and spend one hundred taels of silver to redeem the indentures of his cheap children and exchange them for long-term employment contracts.

Under the security alert of System 003, the banknotes were carefully stored in the system warehouse and placed together with the jewelry box.

He neatly led the sheep home and tied it to a bamboo pole.

Then he carried the bamboo basket, locked the door, and happily drove the mule cart onto the official road.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was in a good mood today, so he decided to celebrate by going outside the west gate to eat some delicious food and do some shopping.

Stock up on some steamed buns and so on.

I also picked up three people along the way.

After all, three cents is still money, and it can buy two large white flour buns.

When we arrived at Xizhimen, the sun had already set.

Along the city wall, a row of food stalls were set up.

Along the way, there are many old farmers carrying shoulder poles and selling things!

This is the evening market spontaneously formed by the people living in the suburbs of Beijing.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan drove a mule cart and strolled leisurely.

I spent 30 coins to buy a small bamboo basket of plums, and spent another 50 coins to buy a small bamboo basket of peaches.

30 coins, 20 steamed buns, plus one coin for a take-out box - the money for the small bamboo basket.

Finally, I spent 15 cents, sat on a mule cart, and ate a bowl of seafood wontons.

During this period, the mule was caught pulling a harrow by the Urban Management Bureau and was fined 5 cents for cleaning fees!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan pulled up the bamboo sign on the mule's neck to indicate that he had a license!

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't care at all and just said that this bamboo sign was only used in the city.

We can’t cover things outside the city walls, so if you don’t want to be beaten, pay up quickly!

It’s true...When you live under someone’s roof, you have to bow your head.

You can only consider yourself unlucky and pay the fine obediently!