Plot It's Not About Me [Quick Transmigration]

The wish-maker is actually the same, but his health is too poor, and he really doesn't have the conditions to be graceful in the winter.

Originally, Lu Xinglin was planning to go out and take a look around to see where he could start to improve his family's status, but the heavy snow outside completely dispelled his idea.

The snow outside was as deep as half a person. In such a cold day, nothing could be done. It was better to go back to Wodong.

Thinking of this in his heart, Lu Xinglin turned his head decisively, nestled back on the soft couch covered with a whole white wolf fur, wrapped himself in a cloak and continued to read a book.

However, this posture is much worse than when I first came here. Before, even if I was leaning there, my whole person was full of elegance. Now it is better, the whole person is huddled in the cloak. If you don’t look at your face, it’s really It's because he can't see a trace of the demeanor that a child of an aristocratic family should have.

If you look at the face, it's two words. The wisher was originally very good-looking, and he was also a famous handsome man in Shangjing. Now that Lu Xinglin's soul has been optimized, he naturally has nothing to say.

That is, the time is short now, and it is estimated that in a week or so, his appearance will be even better.

Most importantly, the wish-maker is only a 15-year-old boy now.Although it is not small in this ancient time, there are still five years before the crowning.

In other words, he hasn't fully grown yet, and when he fully grows, he will definitely amaze everyone.

These are all things for the future, Lu Xinglin recalled his current location, and was satisfied to find that he was not at Ji's house, but at the hot spring village outside the city.

The person who made the wish has been weak since he was a child, so he lives in the hot spring village every winter, and only goes back for a few days during the Chinese New Year.

There is still almost a month before the Chinese New Year, which is enough for him to do something.

The most important thing is that since he has Hot Spring Zhuangzi, he can set up a greenhouse here in the future, so that he will not have to worry about food in winter.

Now the greenhouse can’t be made, but it’s still possible to simply get a wooden box with soil and grow a small vegetable in the room.

Thinking of this, Lu Xinglin recruited the latter's attendant who had been outside all the time, and asked him to go to Zhuangzi with a skilled carpenter to prepare.

This hot spring Zhuangzi was given to him by the wisher's mother, Mrs. Lu. The Zhuangzi's land deed and all the servants' sales deeds have been given to him. Now he is the only master of all the servants in this Zhuangzi, so his words are naturally very useful.

Here, within half an hour, the servants below had already brought several rectangular wooden boxes over.

The wooden box is only half a meter deep, but it is five meters long and about two meters wide. For growing vegetables, four wooden boxes can grow a lot.

"That's right, cook the rain to reward those craftsmen with a bag of corn." Lu Xinglin nodded in satisfaction, and said to the green-clothed maid next to him.

"Yes, sir." Zhu Yu bowed and withdrew after hearing his words and deeds, presumably he was sent to give rewards to those craftsmen.

A bag of corn weighs about five catties, and saving some is enough for these craftsmen's family to eat for several days.

It's not that Lu Xinglin is stingy and reluctant to reward money, but that these craftsmen's families are all servants who have signed a contract of sale, and they can't even leave the gate of Zhuangzi without the master's permission.

Moreover, the status of artisans in this world is very low, much lower than that of businessmen, and their status as artisan servants who have signed a contract of sale is even lower. After doing something, they are not even qualified to meet Lu Xinglin, the master.

I usually eat what other servants eat, and whether I can get enough to eat depends on my luck.

For them, a staple food like corn that can fill their stomachs is the best reward.

No matter how grateful the craftsmen are, Lu Xinglin has already called the servants to carry the wooden box to the hot spring house.

It was a large house, one-third of which was repaired into a huge bath, and hot spring water was brought in. Even in the winter, the water in the bath was still steaming.

The bathing pool was blocked by two two-meter-high jade-inlaid screens, and the temperature in the room outside the screens was about ten degrees Celsius, which was enough for growing vegetables.

On one side of the outside room is a lounge separated by carved bogu racks. Through the carved moon door with bead curtains, you can see the bed, wardrobe and other things inside. You don’t need to think about it. It should be used for rest after soaking in the hot springs. .

"Put the wooden box against the wall. Guanyan, take someone to dig some fertile soil and put it in the box. It doesn't need to be too full, just leave two fingers." Lu Xinglin pointed to the wall next to the screen.

Although the others didn't understand what Lu Xinglin was going to do, but the words of the master did not allow their servants to question, so they moved the wooden box in and placed it according to the position he said.

And the servant named Guan Yan took a few stronger servants to dig the soil.

The soil in this winter is basically frozen, and the digging is impossible if the strength is weak.

Fortunately, there is a hot spring in this Zhuangzi, and the soil is far less frozen than outside, so a few people dug a lot with some effort.

After going back and forth a few times, the wooden box was filled with soil, and as Lu Xinglin ordered, two fingers were left.

"Look for some good old farmers in the fields to plant these seeds." Lu Xinglin said to Mo Yan beside him.

It was a bit hot in the room, he took off his cloak, and Ting Yu, who had been following behind him, immediately moved a chair and put it behind him.

Sitting lazily on the chair, drinking the tea brought by the boiled rain, Lu Xinglin couldn't help but sigh that the life of the feudal aristocrats is really easy to degenerate.

Soon, Mo Yan walked in with a few old farmers wearing coarse clothes stuffed with reed flowers, with dark skin, wrinkled faces, and frostbite on their hands.

"I have met Mr. Lang." The three old farmers knelt down and saluted after entering.

"Get up, I got these seeds from the merchants in the Western Regions, you go and plant them in the wooden box over there." Lu Xinglin waved to Tingyu who was holding the seeds behind him.

Ting Yu heard the words, and immediately handed the four cloth bags containing the seeds to the three old farmers.

The old farmer who was kneeling on the ground straightened up and took the seeds with both hands.

"Lang Jun, it's too cold to grow these seeds." One of the old farmers summoned up his courage.

"I know the seeds won't grow teeth in cold weather, so I planted them in the house. There is a hot spring next to it, so the house is very warm all year round." Lu Xinglin said lightly.

After hearing this, the three old farmers didn't dare to say anything, although they still didn't feel that the seeds could germinate, so they had to go to work obediently.

"From now on, the three of you will be here to serve these seeds. If you have any questions, just tell me." Seeing that the seeds had been planted, Lu Xinglin stood up and said to the three of them.

Although he can't use his strength in this world, the title of Lord of the Five Elements is not for nothing. Even if the power of the five elements in his soul is sealed, it will still leak out.

With his strength, even just a trace, no matter what kind of water, wood, or soil, is enough to give him a talent in planting that others will never be able to match.

He doesn't need to do anything, as long as he comes and sits every day, those seeds will be nourished by the trace of his breath, and they will grow faster and better than ordinary plants.

Not to mention that the seeds he took out were all carefully selected by the jade catkins in the space, and soaked in spiritual spring water, so there is absolutely no problem in germination and growth.

Because of the limited space in the room, Lu Xinglin only planted four kinds of green vegetables, cucumbers, shallots and lettuce.

Anyway, he said that the seeds were obtained from merchants in the Western Regions, even if Zhao Dynasty didn't have them, it's normal.

After leaving the hot spring bathroom, Lu Xinglin went back to the study, took a piece of pure white silk, and drew on it.

There is no way, this world paper has not yet been made, and if you want to write, you must use bamboo slips, or silk or animal skins.The former is troublesome, and neither of the latter two is cheap.

Naturally, Lu Xinglin couldn't be troubled by the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After drawing the stone mill with a few simple strokes, he marked the size on the side and handed it to Guan Yan.

"Go find a craftsman to make this out of hard stones." At this point, Lu Xinglin paused and continued: "Let them not worry, and make it more delicate."

Guan Yan took the silk with both hands, then bowed slightly and backed out.

There are many craftsmen in Zhuangzi, and stone grinding is not difficult. At most, it is just a little trouble to knock stones.As for stones, the hot spring villa is on the mountain, and the most indispensable thing is stones.

With Lu Xinglin's order, the craftsmen delivered the stone mill the next day.

What Lu Xinglin asked them to make was a large stone mill pulled by mules. It was very heavy and was carried by several strong men with ropes and sticks.

After checking the stone mill, after confirming that there was no problem, Lu Xinglin asked these servants to carry the stone mill to a small yard next door that had been tidied up a long time ago.

The hot spring village has a very large area and many courtyards. The main courtyard is where Lu Xinglin lives, and there are several other smaller courtyards. These are all used for entertaining guests, and they are all empty now.

As for the cleaned up yard, it was originally a small kitchen, but the big kitchen is not far away, and Zhuangzi has only one master, so there is no small kitchen.

Lu Xinglin wanted to get some delicious food for himself, so naturally he couldn't go all the way to the big kitchen, so he cleaned up the small kitchen.

And he also asked the big kitchen to send two servants who are good at cooking, and they are waiting in the yard now.

Seeing Lu Xinglin bring in a group of people carrying two round stones, two servants hurried up to greet him.

"I've met Mr. Lang!" The two saluted.

"Get up. Have you cleaned up the place I asked you to clean up?" Lu Xinglin asked.

"Back to my lord, it's already packed." The two replied respectfully.

"Take them there and put the stone mill on the table and put it together," Lu Xinglin said.

The two agreed, and immediately took the men carrying the stone mill to the place that had been cleaned up before.

It was a well-built shed, only two sides were surrounded by walls, and the other two sides were wide open. At this time, there was a thick wooden pier in the middle of the shed. This wooden pier was more than half the height of a person. Don't bend too hard.