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

Because he had to get up early to plant wheat the next day, Li Erlang didn't stay long. After saying good night to Ji Qingyue, he picked up the confused Li Silang and closed the study door. After returning to the room, he threw the person onto the kang, closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after, leaving Li Silang lying on the kang alone, tossing and turning.

After the cockcrow, Li Erlang got up refreshed. Li Silang finally experienced the feeling of insomnia. When his brothers got up, he was still lying on the bed unable to wake up.

"This kid has been tossing and turning all night, and is he so excited when he comes home?" Li Sanlang didn't know why, thinking that Li Silang couldn't sleep because he was too excited.

Li Erlang washed himself in silence on the side, changed his clothes, and hurried to the grain house to move seeds. Today he will sow two hundred kilograms of wheat seeds, and plans to plant nearly ten acres of land. He will set off after a brief breakfast.

Li Sanlang doesn't have to go to the fields to plant wheat today. He has to resume his regular schedule at school in the county during the last ten days of the holiday.

When I got up early, the sky was not completely bright yet, so it was not suitable for reading. In the dim morning light, Li Sanlang played a set of boxing in the yard to keep his body active. After exercising, I go to the backyard to feed the livestock, memorize the article silently, and then go to the study to review after the sun rises.

In the yard, Grandma Li was watering vegetables in the vegetable field, Grandma Li was making breakfast in the kitchen, and Erlang Li was packing the cart with Ah Weng. The whole family was busy working.

Ji Qingyue had a dreamless night, and the sounds outside did not affect him at all. He waited until enough time last night before turning off the fire. The temperature inside the brick kiln had to cool down before he could start the kiln.

When he woke up, he was confused for a while, a little confused about the time.

The sound of reading in the study is not noisy. The rhythmic sound sounds very comfortable and gentle. Anyone who hears it will sigh that the sound is good and the knowledge is great.

How rare.

The person who entered the study today was not Li Erlang, but the most suitable person for the study - Li Sanlang. He read long articles, which sounded very profound.

The more Ji Qing heard from Silang that Li Sanlang was preparing to take the imperial examination. If Li Erlang is sixteen years old, then Li Sanlang is even younger. Teenagers have been studying for ten years for the imperial examination. Now, The imperial examination is more important to all Dali students than the college entrance examination is to some modern students.

Before taking the imperial examination, Li Sanlang had to study many subjects systematically. He not only had to compose poems and eulogies, but also write essays and explanations. He also had to be proficient in calligraphy and arithmetic. Only after students passed the county school examination could they be considered qualified to pass the county examination. Only with certain abilities can you be qualified to apply for the lowest-level official examination held by the county-level government. It is like passing through a barrier, one level at a time.

Li Sanlang was in the study, sometimes reading aloud and sometimes writing. Ji Qing listened for a while and found that the content was indeed profound and profound. He couldn't understand it, so he ignored him and went to check his vegetable plot, and then the brick kiln.

He is busy.

Ji Qingyue cautiously touched the outer wall of the brick kiln and felt that the temperature had dropped. It was still warm to the touch, but it was no longer hot.

After confirming that it was safe, he removed the capped mud brick. The small part of the mud brick that was in contact with the flame had hardened and changed color, making a banging sound when knocked. This phenomenon made his expectations rise.

This pot should cook beautifully.

Sure enough, after the top was removed, the bricks in the kiln were exposed.

Ji Qing saw more clearly that the mud bricks inside had changed color, and the mud bricks had turned into bricks!

But the next second, when he saw the cracks on the bricks, his smiling face froze before he could open it. As the bricks were taken out layer by layer, the expression on his face instantly became unbearable.

Except for the six bottom bricks which are intact, the other bricks have cracks!

how so!

The bricks were still a little warm in his hands, but Ji Qingyue felt a chill in his heart. He really couldn't figure out why the cracks appeared.

These mud bricks have become hard and waterproof bricks, so why did they break?

What is the difference between the bricks at the bottom and the ones above?

Ji Qingyue suddenly had one head and two heads.

Thirty pieces of mud can be fired into bricks, which means that the temperature of the brick kiln has reached the temperature required for brick making. In other words, since the bricks crack, it means that the problem still occurs in the temperature.

The more Ji Qing thought about the burning flames of firewood, he suddenly realized what the problem was.

Although he kept adding firewood, trying to keep the fire as strong as possible, the fire inevitably became larger and smaller. The temperature of the upper bricks was unstable, sometimes high and sometimes low, and it was very easy to crack.

Another problem was before him, and he now had to find a way to solve the problem of uneven temperature.

Li Aweng went out to rent cattle one step ahead. Li Erlang, who was lagging behind, loaded the seeds and iron rake onto a cart and pulled them to the newly reclaimed wasteland.

The sun hadn't fully risen when I went out, but there were already many farmers working hard in the fields. I don't know how long it had been since they started. In order to get a good harvest, everyone worked hard, leaving early and returning late.

"Erlang, is your mother-in-law at home?" Li Erlang was walking on the dirt road pulling the cart, and a woman, about the same age as Li's mother-in-law, walked towards him, with a friendly smile on her face: "Now the two important things of autumn harvest and receiving goods are over. Next, it’s your cousin Lin’s turn to have a major event in her life, and you and Saburo must come to see her off then!”

After being reminded, Li Erlang remembered that his mother-in-law had said this. Cousin Lin from Xia Licun was getting married in the fall of this year, and she wanted to ask her aunt, Mrs. Quanfu, to dress her up.

He quickly congratulated: "Congratulations to Auntie and Cousin Lin! Auntie is at home and hasn't gone out yet!"

"Okay, okay, are you going to plant wheat? Is this a new field?"

"Yes, the new field is too thin. It will take several years of wheat cultivation before we can grow rice."

The aunts didn’t waste each other’s time, and hurried to find Aunt Li: “Okay, okay, I’ll go ahead and discuss something with your Aunt, and I’ll have to rush to your Aunt’s place later, so I won’t delay your busy work! "After that, he left quickly and furiously.

Except for a small number of people who moved in from outside, almost all the villagers in the village are related to each other. They help this family today and help that family tomorrow. The main thing is solidarity and assistance.

Wedding events in the village usually take place after the autumn harvest and before the next spring planting. At that time, relatives and friends are not busy, so naturally more people can come to the wedding banquet to help than when the farming is busy. The more people there are, the bigger the pomp will be and the scene will be lively. It's noisy, the host looks better.

Their family has sorted out 40 acres of land to plant wheat. It’s enough to plant so much, but they can’t plant any more. The harvest in the first year will definitely not be good, but there is nothing they can do about it. Just because it is wasteland, it cannot last forever. If the field is left uncultivated, it will become less fertile if it is not planted.

Li Erlang parked the cart on the side of the road and raked the ground with his iron plow. Li Aweng was already waiting in the field with his cow. Seeing that Li Erlang was alone, he wondered: "Where is your mother and the others?"

"Cousin Lin from my uncle's family is going to have a wedding in a few days, and my aunt is asking my mother-in-law to discuss the wedding." Li Erlang meant that they would have to wait for a while, and they should take care of the things in the fields first.

"Oh..." Li Awen pulled the rake to the cow, "I will press the plow, and you sow the seeds behind. The cow rented today is too small, and you can't control your temper. The cow's temper will rise when the strength is not right. If the cow's hoof If I poke you, it’s hard to escape even if your legs are injured.”

It was rare for Li Aweng to make a joke about his grandson, so the two of them laughed it off. But Aweng was right. Li Erlang was not as skilled at plowing as he was. The old ox was fine. The old ox had experience and knew how to plow. A newborn calf was not afraid of anything. Li Aweng was worried about letting his grandson get started.

The rake used by farmers to dig furrows has four curved nails at equal intervals, which are pressed into the soil. As they advance, the curved nails can move the soil and dig out four shallow trenches. The people behind follow the rake and sow seeds to cover the soil. That’s it.

Pulling a plow is a technical job. Li Aweng is skilled in his movements. Most people can't apply force as uniformly as he does. The furrows pulled out are not only straight but also of the same depth. Li Erlang is still learning the skills.

Li Aweng pulled the reins to guide the oxen to walk in a straight line, and gently pressed the rake to pull out four straight furrows. The furrows were neither too deep nor too shallow, which was just right for wheat to grow.

Li Erlang, who was behind Li Aweng, was responsible for sowing. Naturally, he was too busy to sow seeds and cover the soil in the four ditches by himself. In the original plan, Li Aniang and Li Ainai were responsible for two furrows respectively, and he followed at the end to cover the soil. The tool for covering the soil is a special piece of wood. The wood is neither light nor heavy. It is pressed on the furrow where the seeds have been sown. By dragging it forward, the soil can be covered on the newly planted wheat seeds.

Now that Li Aniang and Li Ainai haven't arrived yet, Li Erlang can only sow seeds back and forth alone, pull horizontal logs to cover the soil, and work around in a hurry.

When Li Aniang and Li A'nai arrived, Li Aweng had already plowed the nearly five acres of open field and was sowing seeds to cover the soil with Li Erlang.

"Oops! We're late! Your Aunt Qiu came home early to discuss Lin Niang's marriage with us. She was so cautious not because your uncle was not at home. She heard that the groom had added extravagance and invited many classmates to the wedding banquet. Qiuniang came over to ask about the dishes, and also asked Erlang and Sanlang to come forward as messengers to stop the wedding. Don't let the groom's officials take it lightly when welcoming the bride." Li Aniang felt proud. Originally, they were just distant relatives who came to help and arrange the dishes and tableware. It’s a piecemeal job, and now the sons are invited to be the bride’s messengers, bringing face to the bride’s parents and giving her face.

"I agree to this matter." She is willing to let her sons serve as wedding messengers, and she feels that her face is brighter! "Qiuniang naturally invited your aunt to be Mrs. Quanfu. She was very busy that day."

"I...?" Li Erlang didn't understand those formal things. I heard that cousin Lin was going to marry a scholar. If she wanted to stop the marriage, she should read poems and essays. Unlike ordinary peasant weddings, it was very simple and crude to just drink all the way. . "As long as Sanlang stops the kiss and I will help."

"That's it, I promised Qiu Niang that you both will be the messengers, Sanlang will be the main team, you can just watch from the side, don't worry your clan aunt."

There were two more people in the field, and the efficiency suddenly increased. In just half a day, the four people finished planting the land.

When Li Erlang was covering the earth, Li Aweng had already led the cow to another field.

They were busy until noon. The sun was rising. Although the temperature was no longer as hot as in summer, they were exhausted and sweating profusely. A few of them sat under a tree to rest while the cows grazed freely.

"Take a break. Sanlang will bring lunch later. Let's wait for the sun to sink a little before working. It's too hot." Li Aniang wiped her sweat and poured water from the clay pot she brought. Everyone took turns drinking.

A bowl of cool water dissipated the heat from my body, and I felt more comfortable just sitting there.

Looking at the boundless fields, the newly reclaimed land is completely different from the land that has been cultivated for several years. The wasteland has no fertility at all. The yellow and fluffy soil falls apart when rubbed hard, making it difficult to store water.

Li Aweng took off his straw hat and fanned himself, looking at the field where the wheat seeds had just been planted with bright eyes: "You need to water it once before winter..."

Li Erlang nodded: "The temperature is dropping day by day. It may snow in less than a month. We must pour enough water before it freezes so that the wheat can survive the winter."

Grandma Li said: "If it doesn't rain yet, the canal built by the county government will soon be nearby. By then we will dig a trench to divert water to the wheat."

Speaking of building canals, Li Aniang thought of her eldest son: "Dalang also built a section of canal, and I think it leads to here."

Grandma Li thought about her son and grandson, wondering if they were living well in the distant military camp: "I wonder how the training of Cai Lang and Da Lang was going..."

Li Adi and Li Dalang, who had successfully reported for duty, received transfer orders and were assigned to a military camp they had never been to before - Guiwei Gorge.

Nowadays, men have to perform both military service and corvee service. Li Aweng sighed: "Nowadays, the army is becoming more and more chaotic, and its behavior is becoming more and more childish."

Thinking of this, several people frowned.

Since it was changed to the law that joining the army still requires corvee service, the military discipline of some military offices has become insignificant. They are troops stationed on the border, and the discipline is quite strict, but deserters are inevitable. He had to farm, pay taxes, and serve in the military. A lot of things were piled on him.

Nowadays, there is no war in most areas. What can soldiers do when they are trained? Without war, there is no military merit, so everyone is almost fishing. Some of the most egregious princes and nobles like to ask people from the military camps to work for themselves without paying them. .

This is a soldier whose pay is no better than that of a slave, but whose status is not as good as that of a slave.

Li Dalang was lucky. When he was working in a nobleman's house, he casually admired the "Picture of Pine Forest in a Thatched Cottage".

Those nobles, who considered themselves extraordinary, requisitioned and used soldiers at will, letting them do heavier work than ordinary slaves, and with little pay. The soldiers were naturally unwilling, and voices of dissatisfaction slowly spread throughout the military camp. Training, livelihood, and class oppression , making it difficult for soldiers and farmers to survive. Some soldiers who had sold out their fields, were barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, fled back from the military camp when they found an opportunity, and ran into the mountains with their families. So in a very short period of time, there were mountains There were more and more groups of bandits in the place.

At this time, Li Sanlang's figure appeared. He waved from a distance, followed by two bean sprouts at his feet, Li Silang and Li Tuanlang.

The three of them came over to deliver food after having lunch at home.

Today's lunch is a pot of salty porridge and pancakes.

"Today we took less seeds. We only have about fifty kilograms left. Ah Weng, why don't I go back and get some more? One acre of land requires at least thirty kilograms of wheat seeds. I don't know..." Li Erlang calculated while eating.

Li Aweng spat: "You can eat it, but the cow can't. This cow has a bad temper. It's too hot and it doesn't want to move. I will go back after scattering the remaining seeds. I have to return the cow and let the cowherd do it." Leave a durable old cow with me, and later you can go to the meadow to cut enough fodder for today and give it to the cowherd."

Li Erlang hurriedly responded.

Thinking that her youngest son was going to school again, Aniang Li said to Li Erlang: "Silang will go back to his private school later. You were sick last time, so this time he will be clamoring for you to send him off."

Li Silang on the other side agreed with "Uh-huh".

Everyone found this scene funny.

"Brother will put you in the car and then go cut the cow grass."

There wasn't much work left, so Li Sanlang simply stayed and finished the work with them. The few of them were busy for a while and then quickly finished their work and went home.

Li Aweng followed Niu slowly to the village. He saw the village was posting notices. Li Aweng was not very literate and asked directly: "Second brother, what happened again? Is the tax going to be raised?"

Muramasa shook his head: "No, many people have escaped from Bingding Mansion recently. Notices from the county government must be posted in every village below to notify all villagers."

As he spoke, Muramasa sighed: "Alas... Among the people who escaped this time, there was Old Man Wu from the east village and his youngest son. The boy didn't inform his family before he ran away. This morning, the government officials arrested their family members. All taken away..."

Li Aweng also shook his head and sighed: "In this world...soldiers are not as majestic as we were back then, and they are always criticized..."

"Who says it's not... it's hard..." The two old men thought back to those days, when countless people were proud to be soldiers. Being a soldier could not only divide the land, but also avoid food taxes, earn military merits and get rewards, and the whole family could enjoy it. Unlike Yourongyan, unlike now, the status of soldiers is deteriorating. Instead of dying on the battlefield, they are tortured to death by the people of their own country.