I farmed in ancient times

"Uncle Shi, the tiger skin is ready!"

Before anyone arrived, words came from outside the door, hearing it was a tiger skin, Uncle Shi leaned against the bed, and in the blink of an eye, Caesar stepped in, holding a tiger skin in his hand.

Uncle Shi was injured and unable to go to the ground, Qi Fen intentionally gave the tiger skin to Cassia Ming, but San Fen's leg was injured and he couldn't move, so Uncle Shi asked Cassia Ming's apprentice to cook the tiger skin, Caesar Ming fully agreed and took the initiative to deal with the tiger.

"Look!" Caesar unfolded the tiger skin and stood beside the bed to show it to Uncle Shi.

The knife that was cut down on the tiger's body was in the center, and it was injured in a fight with another tiger before, only the abdomen was injured, which did not affect the beauty of the whole tiger skin.

The tiger's skin is complete and its fur is smooth, which feels the same as that of a tiger.

Uncle Shi touched it and nodded, "You have already perfected your skin-cooking skills, so don't bother me in the future."

Caesar put the tiger skin on Uncle Shi's stomach, "I know, I know, the vegetables in my garden are about to be harvested, so I'm leaving first."

As he spoke, Caesar slid out, Uncle Shi grabbed the hem of Cassia's clothes with quick eyesight, "Stop!"

"Oh! Uncle Shi, what are you doing!" Jueming grabbed his clothes with both hands, and said "anxiously", "My father will tell me about me when I get home late."

"You take the tiger skin away." Uncle Shi took the tiger skin and stuffed it into Cassia Ming's arms. How do you answer where did the tiger go?"

Uncle Shi laughed angrily, "I won't leave these for him, you take them quickly, or I'll send them over in person."

"No, no, no." Jue Ming slid towards the door, "Uncle Shi, please save it for appreciation, and I'll pick it up tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he slipped away and never gave Uncle Shi a chance to catch him.

Holding the soft and slippery tiger skin in his hand, Uncle Shi sighed.

This kid not only blamed himself for beating the tiger, he even refused to take the tiger's skin.

After delivering the tiger skins, when Jue Ming returned home, he found two horses tied down the slope of the door, one of which was a maroon color.

It was Magistrate Shen who came.

He greeted Shen County Magistrate's boy, and Jue Ming went home. As expected, Father Cen was making tea in the small courtyard. Pass."

"This is made by a child." Cen Daonian waved to Jue Ming, who leaned over and bowed to Shen County Magistrate.

Shen Yan nodded slightly at Jue Ming, and continued eagerly with Cen Daonian, "My study desk is also made of pear wood, and it's very small. It's too much of a hindrance to put a tea tray on it, but it's about the same size."

"It's a pity that I have searched all over Yang County and have not found such an exquisite tea tray." Shen Yan put down the tea tray in his hand with regret.

Father Cen took advantage of the situation and put the porcelain pot aside, and said generously: "If brother Chen likes it, you can take this as well."

Taking a closer look, the teapot in Cen's father's hand was a newly replaced small teapot made of landscape-painted thin porcelain, and the four cups beside it were also replaced.

No need to think about it, it must have been given to him by "Brother Shen".

Calling each other brothers and sisters with those who have the same temperament is a habit of Cen's father, Uncle Shi next door, and the current county magistrate Shen.

"A gentleman can't take away the beauty of others." Shen Yan shook his head, the two literati were going back and forth in the courtyard, and finally Father Cen made a final decision for Jue Ming to make another one.

Shen Yan accepted this suggestion with "extreme embarrassment".

Father Cen, who was soft on people, immediately got up and asked his eldest son to make another tea tray for Brother Shen.

"I also want to make a tea tray for County Magistrate Shen." Jue Ming changed the subject and said helplessly, "It's a pity that there is no wood at home."

"It's okay." Shen Yan got up and went outside the courtyard to call for servants.

Not long after, the boy brought a bag of bulging things, and Shen Yan took the blue cloth untied and wrapped outside on the table, and said, "A few days ago, I happened to get a batch of pine wood."

Cassia: "..."

——He definitely did it on purpose!

Reluctantly holding the wood to the corner of the yard, Jueming struggled with the tools.

Since making the first tea tray, Cassia has made five or six tea trays in the past three years, and his skills in making small objects have become more and more sophisticated.

Carefully carve a row of hidden dovetail tenons on the wooden block with a carving knife. After smoothing, use the engraved dovetail tenons to butt them, and the two planks fit together tightly.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Cassia continued to carve other wood.

Different from the way modern people drink tea, the tea in the Song Dynasty is mainly ordered tea. The tea leaves are ground into powder and washed with hot water for drinking.

Seeing Father Cen drinking tea like this for the first time, Cassia observed it enthusiastically for a long time.Later, Father Cen discovered that Cassia Ming drank tea directly from tea leaves, and learned from Cassia Ming that it tastes good to make tea this way.

With the help of Cen's father, Shen Yan also learned it, Shen Yan learned it, and there was a trend of "making tea" in Yang County.

So now the mainstream tea sets in Yang County are small teapots, small tea bowls, and various small tea trays.

Talking about drinking tea with Cen Daonian, Shen Yan smiled and glanced at Cassia who was hiding behind the east chamber with only half of his body exposed.

The gentle sunlight fell on the side face of the young man, and fell on his body, covering his whole body with a faint brilliance.

The young man stretched out his hands to scratch his cheeks and his temples, raised the pine wood in his hand to blow on the sawdust, and tried to assemble the carved wooden strips.

Cassia.

The tip of his heart trembled slightly, and Shen Yan's breathing became disordered.

"Brother Shen?" Cen Daonian put the brewed tea in front of him, followed his gaze to see that Jueming was removing the tea tray and was polishing the wood.

Shen Yan came back to his senses, lowered his head, clenched his fist and coughed lowly, "Cough, I suddenly remembered that I brought a lot of food when I came here, and I plan to have dinner at Brother Cen's house today."

"Eat as you eat, what else do you want to bring?" Cen Daonian shook his head.

The two talked again.

Suppressing the strangeness in his heart, Shen Yan ate the lunch made by Cassia Ming and stayed at Cen's house for a while, but the tea tray was still not ready, so he made an appointment to wait for the tea tray to be ready and send it to Yang County, and bring his servant back.

Hearing his father's return, Shen Mo dropped the pen in his hand, ran to the yard with his short legs, and went back to the house with his father.

——Time flies so fast.

Shen Yan touched his son's face.

Shen's family is a scholarly family, and Shen's father came to have a son, which is very rare. After Shen Yan passed the Jinshi examination, Shen's father was dying of illness. Before he died, his only wish was to see his son get married and start a career.

Forced by "filial piety", Shen Yan obeyed his mother's arrangement and married the youngest daughter of a rich family with whom his father had a good relationship.

Not long after the marriage, Shen's father passed away, Shen's mother was distraught, and within a few days she followed her away.

After taking care of his parents' affairs, Shen Yan took the post and took his wife away from home. When he first settled down, he found that his wife was pregnant, and later gave birth to Shen Mo.

Shen Yan loved his wife and children, and everyone in the circle knew it, but it was a pity that the good times didn't last long. When Shen Mo was one year old, his wife got a cold after falling into the water, and his condition took a turn for the worse.

Hence, there are only Shen Yan and Shen Mo left in the Shen family.

After a few days, Jueming really delivered the finished tea tray, but it was a pity that someone from the Shiwen Grain Shop delivered it on his behalf.

Holding the tea tray, Shen Yan caressed the simple pattern engraved on it.

Mrs. Mingming has only been away for a few years, why is it that she is moved now when she sees Cassia Ming?

No.

Must be an illusion.

Shen Yan put down the tea tray and ordered someone to put it away.

Uncle Shi was injured, and it was time to plant winter wheat in the field again.

Aunt Shi has been extremely busy these days, asking people to plow the ground, plant wheat, and carry half of the sky by herself. Shi Xiaohua stays at home and keeps the house in order.

Uncle Shi lying on the bed was very uncomfortable, if he wanted to get up, Xiao Hua immediately rushed over to hold him down, saying that the doctor ordered him not to move around.

Lying on the bed was very boring. Seeing that the lady had lost weight in a few days, Uncle Shi gritted his teeth and moved from the bed to the courtyard, insisting on helping.

"You!" Shi Xiaohua stomped angrily, "Father!!!"

"Hey! Little Hua—" Uncle Shi covered his ears with his hands, "Father really can't be idle."

Seeing that her father, who used to be the most energetic, was listless now, Xiao Hua softened her heart, helped him to sit by the bed, and stuffed him with a basket of shepherd's purse, "Choose your vegetables, and I'll make you egg dumplings with shepherd's purse tonight."

This is Dad's favorite food, Shi Xiaohua arranges for Dad, then turns to weed the back vegetable garden, busy like a butterfly among flowers.

Uncle Shi picked up the shepherd's purse clumsily.

Just when few trees were selected, Caesar called "Uncle Shi" loudly and entered the courtyard gate with a bag of things.

"Cassia." Uncle Shi waved to him holding the shepherd's purse, signaling him to come over.

Caesar brought the muskmelon to the door of East Kitchen, rubbed his hands on his body, and went to look for Uncle Shi.

"Sit down and talk to Uncle Shi." Uncle Shi's eyes revealed the vicissitudes and loneliness of a man, and Jue Ming scratched his head, "Uncle Shi, it's the busy farming season, so I might as well help Shi Shi when I talk with you." Auntie turned the ground."

——If it wasn't for the leg injury, how could Xiao Huaniang be allowed to do such a tiring thing.

Uncle Shi's eyes dimmed immediately, seeing this, Jue Ming changed the subject, "Uncle Shi, the fruits on the mountain are all ripe, I picked a lot."

——Well, if I didn't go up the mountain to hunt tigers, my leg wouldn't be like this.

Uncle Shi was even more frustrated, his whole body was shrouded in a gray shadow.

"Ahem." Jue Ming said awkwardly, "I brought some melons for Aunt Shi to eat."

When mentioning Xiaohua's mother, Uncle Shi immediately regained his energy, "She loves to eat that cantaloupe, thank you very much."

Caesar waved his hand, "Master, why are you being polite?"

Although Caesar Ming had the cheek to call Uncle Shi Shifu, but Uncle Shi never answered, Caesar Ming was just calling him for fun.

Called by Cassia Ming today, Uncle Shi thought for a moment in silence, got up from the bed with difficulty, and let Cassia Ming go out.

Monk Zhanger Jueming was puzzled, he walked out obediently, greeted Sister Xiaohua, and prepared to go home.

"Jue Ming." Uncle Shi leaned against the door and waved to Jue Ming.

Caesar turned back, "What's the matter, Uncle Shi, didn't he say he won't let you get out of bed?"

"This is for you." Uncle Shi took Caesar's hand, and mysteriously stuffed a booklet into Cassia's hand.

Jue Ming stared wide-eyed, "Uncle Shi, is this some kind of martial arts secret book?"

"Nonsense!" Uncle Shi interrupted him, staring back, "Although you are confiscated as an apprentice, this is my treasure chest, you will know when you go back and have a look!"

Uncle Shi's big baby?

Jue Ming held it in his hand, "Aren't you going to show it to your son?"

"I can't do without him, let's go." Uncle Shi laughed and scolded: "I'm annoying when I see you."

Uncle Fu Shi sat on the bed and continued to choose vegetables, and Jue Ming walked away in a hurry, went home and got into the east chamber, closed the doors and windows, and spread out the pamphlet excitedly.

There were a bunch of traditional characters written on it, and after guessing and guessing, Jue Ming judged that it was a formula for bruises.