No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Li Erlang's injury was not as light as he said. There was a huge gash in his leg. Even though it was wrapped with gauze, blood still slowly leaked out.

Li Silang looked at his brother with tearful eyes, his mouth flattened, and he almost cried again.

"Okay, man, this injury is nothing, it's nothing compared to the injuries my father and eldest brother suffered when they went into battle to kill the enemy!"

Li Silang lay on the bed and said aggrievedly: "But you lost so much blood!"

"Brothers from the Cai tribe went to the village to find a doctor to get medicine. If you are too worried, go to the door with Jin Niang to see when the medicine will be delivered."

Li Silang agreed and took Tuan Lang and Sister A to look at the courtyard gate.

Li Erlang laughed at himself, feeling depressed.

Being injured will delay the work in the field. You must know that in addition to clearing wasteland, their family is also preparing to plant wheat. The fruit trees in the field need to be cleaned up, and the time to harvest the fruits is coming. At the end of September every year, the salesman would come to the village to collect goods. They had to be prepared. Thinking about it carefully, he couldn't afford to waste a moment.

I really shouldn't be so impulsive.

Xu Qing brought the dinner in, and Li Erlang ate it one bite at a time with great concern, and then he inquired about the whole process in detail.

Li Erlang and Li Jinniang went home after finishing their work as usual. Today they were cultivating an open field at the foot of Lancang Mountain. The journey back from the foot of the mountain was relatively short, so the two of them bumped into a wild boar running down the mountain. The wild boar had already He lost his mind and bumped into everyone he saw. Several people were injured before they could dodge in time. Li Erlang pushed his sister away and confronted the wild boar. After a few rounds, he threw the beast to the ground and suppressed it severely. The crook of his leg was also stabbed by the wild boar's tusks, opening a long gash.

"My father rented a cow and has now cultivated 30 acres of open land. I plan to plant wheat in these 30 acres of open land, but I was injured and I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the remaining land. It's already mid-September. , the salesman will come to collect the goods soon."

Xu Qing took over Li Erlang's job and nodded: "I heard from my aunt today that the county government is going to send people to repair the canals, and your eldest brother will go there for three days."

Li Erlang sighed heavily again. He was hurt at the wrong time. He must not be so reckless next time. Even if he found a wooden stick, it wouldn't take much time. How could he stop the wild boar with his bare hands? This time it will be delayed.

Seeing Li Erlang's face full of regret, Xu Qing comforted him: "Erlang, don't worry, I can also do the fruit picking work. Then you can take care of Tuanlang at home and cook."

Li Erlang had no choice but to agree, and now he could only stop the loss like this.

At this time, Li Silang ran in with Tuan Lang in his arms, lay down by the kang, and looked at Li Erlang eagerly: "Sister took the medicine bag to boil the medicine. Second brother, when will the salesman come?"

Li Erlang was teasing Tuan Lang while talking to his younger brother: "What's the matter, are you hungry?"

"No! Second brother, don't underestimate me!"

Li Erlang stopped joking: "We have to wait two more days. The fruits on the mountain will be ripe and unripe. It is when the salesman comes. We usually pick the fruits after hearing the salesman ring the bell. The fruits will become stale after being picked for a long time."

Li Silang was a little worried about Ji Qingyue in the painting.

Now Ji Qingyue's food reserves are indeed running low. After living in the painting for more than ten days, his weight is much lighter than when he first arrived, and he is also leaner.

While waiting for seeds, Ji Qing could not sit idle. The more he tried to look for something edible in the painting, but he still found nothing after looking at it again. There was not even a pine nut on the pine tree.

Isn’t autumn supposed to be the time for fruiting?

He seriously doubted that the things in the painting would not change. The trees were evergreen and the water was flowing, and it had always maintained the state that the painter had painted. As long as the painter could paint a few fish, he would not be so hungry.

Although he couldn't find other food, Ji Qingyue was not idle these days.

Since the advent of fire, he has begun to make pottery. Although the finished product is not satisfactory, comparable to broken bricks and tiles, sometimes he can barely make a bowl at a time, and sometimes nothing can be made, but he is doing it bit by bit. Do what you can to improve your quality of life.

The jujube seedlings that were originally transplanted are now half a person tall. Ji Qingyue estimates that it may not take a few months for the jujube trees to bloom and bear fruit.

But if there is nothing to eat in a few days, he will starve to death.

It is said that Ji Qingyue would suddenly have the idea of ​​​​burning pottery because he was too bored and stared at the fire in a daze. It was like it was a pity that the land was empty. It was too wasteful to burn the fire. If he didn't bake anything, he would be sorry for the fire he worked so hard to create. So Ji Qingyue dug up some soil and mixed some water, took out a cup, and threw it into the fire.

Of course, no miracle happened in the end. The cup cracked and was so broken that it was impossible to put it back together. But when he took out the pieces, he saw that the soil had successfully turned into pottery pieces.

Ji Qingyue couldn't help but sigh, the soil here is really versatile. It not only speeds up the growth of plants, but can also be used to make pottery clay.

So these days, he was playing in the mud while waiting for news from Li Silang.

Although there is no food, I still have to thank the painter for the inexhaustible supply of pine branches, soil and water.

Ji Qingyue made many clay bowls, clay pots, and clay cups, and placed them in the sun to dry in an afternoon. However, the probability of the semi-finished products drying out in this way was too high, so he chose to dry them in the shade of a tree. , so the probability of cracks in semi-finished products is greatly reduced.

Then select some non-cracked utensils and put them into the fire, burn them until they are red, and take them out to cool down when they make a clanging sound.

The craftsmanship is crude and the yield is naturally low. Just like a simple thatched cottage, the pottery fired by Ji Qingyue also reveals an indescribable roughness. Fortunately, it is barely usable. The most important thing is that these are all made by him. .

Ji Qingyue was already satisfied.

After working with mud for several days, Ji Qing got better and better at making pottery. Looking at several complete finished products, Ji Qing felt more and more relaxed and accomplished.

One clay pot, two clay cups, and four clay bowls were the results of five days of work.

Looking at these finished products, another thought came to Ji Qingyue's mind: Since the soil here can be made into clay, can it also be used to bake bricks and build a house?

The initial success blinded Ji Qingyue, and he could not wait to build a house.

Since Li Erlang was injured, Xu Qing took his place in the fields to deliver meals and open up wasteland. When others saw that it was Xu Qing coming, they naturally knew about Li Erlang's injury. Li Aweng discussed with his son and decided to reclaim 40 The acres are enough, and the remaining wasteland is really not that good. You can try planting trees.

In the evening, the whole family went home together for the first time in a long time. Li Erlang was lame and standing in the yard holding Tuan Lang. He had already prepared a meal and was waiting for it to be served.

The family lived in the fields and got up to work before dawn. They worked hard for seven or eight days. Not to mention that Li Sanlang became dark and thin, and the others were also very tired.

"Twenty acres of medium-sized land can be directly planted with wheat. Among the eighty acres of wasteland, we have selected some with good location and fertile soil for cultivation. The total can be sixty acres. The remaining forty acres are not in a good location. What are you going to do? Think about it later." Dad Li stuffed a mouthful of pancakes and drank another sip of hot mutton soup. He just felt comfortable and said, "The soil is really too thin. It will take two years to grow corn, otherwise I'm afraid we won't even be able to harvest the seeds. not coming back."

"Silang will go to autumn school the day after tomorrow, and he will not be able to return home until ten days later..." Aunt Li is more worried about Li Silang now. This is the first time for her youngest son to leave home by himself.

The private school was jointly run by several surrounding villages and was located in another village. It took two hours by donkey cart to get from their home to the private school, which was full of ups and downs.

Listening to the adults' words, Li Silang smiled on his face and was worried: Why hasn't the salesman come yet?

After working hard for several days, everyone washed up and went back to their rooms early after dinner. Finally, they could lie down on the kang and sleep.

It was calm again outside. Ji Qingyue looked at the last half of the cake in his hand and smiled bitterly: This cake has been stored for ten days and it has not spoiled yet. Is it because the environment here can extend the shelf life of the food or because the cake itself is not easy to spoil? ?

The more Ji Qing thought about it, he thought the answer was the latter, because the dates that came at the same time were wilted by now.

The next day, Li Silang was awakened by the sound of bells in the distance! He jumped up from the kang in excitement and accidentally touched the wound on Li Erlang's leg. The pain made Li Erlang tremble. He cursed: "I was so anxious when I heard the salesman's bell, and he said he didn't want to eat sweets." !”

Li Silang didn't defend himself. He sat up and put on his clothes while apologizing: "Second brother, I'm sorry! I'll take the group leader to the salesman's place to have a look!"

The peddler's bell rings, reminding everyone that it's time to pick fruit.

Despite working so hard for so many days, the Li family still used to get up early. Xu Qing also put on a headscarf, tied up her sleeves, and went to collect the fruits. For a while, only the injured Li Erlang was left at home.

Li Silang had already taken the group man to the village to find a vendor to buy snacks.

A seller's bell rang, and several sellers arrived. They harvested different fruits, some harvested dates, some harvested hawthorns, and some harvested pears.

Li Erlang’s family didn’t grow many dates and hawthorns, but pears, so they divided into two teams to pick hawthorns and dates.

After the fruits are brought back, they cannot be sold directly to the seller. They must be carefully sorted and not mixed with bad fruits. Otherwise, if the seller sees too many bad fruits, he will not accept the fruits from this store in the future.

Li Erlang also wanted to go to the village to find a salesman, not to buy things, but to discuss something. But he never told his family that the injury on his foot was not getting better, and even showed signs of becoming serious. Now that it was a busy time at home, he wanted to wait a little longer until the fruits were harvested before going to see the doctor.

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Silang came back with Tuan Lang in his arms with a satisfied look on his face, and he was very excited: he finally bought the seeds.

Li Erlang was sitting in the yard. He picked the fruits immediately after his family brought them back.

Seeing Shiro's cheerful look, he couldn't help but feel funny: "Did you buy some sweets?"

Shiro and Tuanro held a small piece of sweetmeat in their hands, and they were licking it happily. They had no time to pay attention to him now.

Li Silang didn't speak, just kept giggling. After eating the sweets, he sat next to Li Erlang and waited for work.

Soon, Li Dalang came back with a cart. There were four or five baskets of dates on the cart. The dates were not yet fully ripe and could be chewed directly. The salesman collected them to make candied dates, which could also be dried into red dates. The date cores could also be used as medicine.

Without further ado, Li Erlang and Li Silang hurried to work, picking with skillful movements.

They spread the dates flat on a large dustpan, scanned them quickly with their eyes, pressed them with their palms a little harder, and then turned the dates around. After passing the dates, they could find the bad fruits, pick them out and throw them away.

Five-year-old Li Silang is already very skilled in his movements. He holds a dustpan as big as Li Erlang's hand and concentrates on picking.

They were used to this work, and they quickly finished picking five baskets of dates.

At this time, Dad Li carried three baskets of hawthorns back on his back. After unloading the hawthorns, he continued to pick fruits.

After several trips like this, it took the family less than two hours to pick thousands of kilograms of fruit. The fruit picking work is over for today.

There are only two people, Li Erlang and Li Silang, and they will definitely not be able to pick up so many fruits. The peddler will return to the county town with the goods in the afternoon. When the sun just turns west, the salesman will ring the bell again to remind everyone that those who want to sell fruit should hurry up and bring the fruit there. Don't wait until it is late.

So the family was busy in the yard until noon, without a sip of water or a bite of food. They hurriedly and slowly sorted the fruits, and then hurriedly pushed the cart to the village to sell the fruits.

The people who collect the fruit will not check all the fruits on the spot. They will only record the weight of the fruit and the person who delivered it. After going back for a random inspection, if they find that the fruit does not pass the inspection and find the corresponding person, that person will be included in the seller's blacklist. .

One thing is enough to make people dare not cheat. The information between the sellers is the same. This seller will not accept it, and that seller will not accept it, so everyone is very careful and selects carefully for fear that their own fruits will be rejected.

After transporting the goods twice, Li Adi and Li Dalang finally sold today's fruit, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they received the heavy copper coins.

Before everyone could really relax and have lunch, within an hour, Li Erlang's expression changed drastically. He didn't have time to call the doctor. The next moment, Li Erlang rolled his eyes and fainted. No matter how he shouted, he didn't respond.

Aniang Li shouted anxiously and asked Aunt Li to quickly take Li Erlang on a cart to the village to find the doctor.

So everyone ignored lunch and hurriedly took Li Erlang to see the doctor.

When Li Erlang woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. He was lying in the doctor's house, with Li Aniang guarding him.

Seeing her son wake up, Aunt Li cried and scolded her, wishing to beat her silly son to death: "What a careless boy! He didn't tell you whether the injury was healed or not. The doctor said that your injury is full of pus, and your leg will be broken if you go down again!" If you feel sorry for us while we are busy, you should also feel sorry for yourself! It won’t take much time to ask your eldest brother to go see the doctor on your back!"

Li Erlang raised his hand to hold Li A Niang: "A Niang..."

Li Aniang wiped the tears from her eyes: "Now that the doctor has scraped off the pus and blood and stitched up your wound, you have suffered a big crime!"

Li Erlang knew he was wrong and comforted his mother softly.

The mistake he made when he recklessly stopped the wild boar with his body was enough. The injury on his leg always reminded him that being reckless would only hurt himself and his family.

After sleeping for so long, Li Erlang not only missed today's harvest, but also missed seeing off his younger brother. Today is the day for him to go to elementary school.

Li Silang visited him before leaving. He was still sleeping at that time. The next time he saw Shiro would be ten days later.

When Li Erlang woke up, it meant that he had turned the corner and could go home. Li Aniang went back and called Li Dalang.

Li Dalang left the hospital with his younger brother on his back, and the two brothers walked home slowly under the sunset.

Li Erlang sighed on his brother's back: "Now that I haven't joined the army to fight the enemy on the battlefield, it is really unlucky to have such a big wound!"

"What nonsense!" Li Dalang scolded softly: "It would be better not to get injured on the battlefield. Now that you have received the injuries you deserve, when you go to the battlefield, you will know how not to get injured and how to only receive minor injuries."

"Brother is right!"

When the two brothers returned home from the village, Ji Qingyue was studying the seeds in his hands and sowing them little by little.

Yesterday afternoon, Li Silang finally sent in the seeds.

In fact, Ji Qingyue had been looking forward to it ever since he heard the bell. He didn't know when Li Silang would come in.

Judging from the movement in the yard, they must be busy harvesting fruits. After noon, for some reason, there was a sudden chaos in the yard, with screams mixed with crying. Li Silang took advantage of this moment to run into the study, hurriedly said "Second brother is sick", and then hurriedly walked in. A packet of seeds and I ran out crying.

Ji Qingyue couldn't help much, so he had to go back to the thatched cottage first.

He opened the paper bag and looked at it, and was stunned.

Wrapped in a piece of paper that was not of very good quality were seeds of various shapes and sizes, all mixed together.

So he had to classify the seeds according to their appearance.

There are a total of seven categories of seeds in this pack of seeds, with each category containing as few as four or five seeds, and as many as dozens or hundreds.

What surprised him was that there was a kind of seed that Chinese people would never mistake. There were fifty-eight seeds with a long, slender golden rough shell. As the staple food of southerners, the food he had grown up eating was rice. .

I don’t know how much Li Silang spent to buy these seeds. He secretly vowed to let these seeds realize their maximum value!

Pick out a few of each type, divide them according to the area, plant them in the open space that has been plowed in advance, mark them respectively, and finally use a thermos cup to fill the water carefully, and water the seeds little by little.

Regarding the precious rice seeds, Ji Qingyue tried very carefully to plant a few.

I sincerely hope to wake up tomorrow and see the seeds sprout.