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

Happiness always hates short time. Li Sanlang's annual vacation is coming to an end. Before the fifteenth day of the lunar month, he has to go to the county school to register on the tenth day of the lunar month.

On the night of the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Grandma Li and Grandma Li were busy making thicker clothes and quilts for Li Sanlang. Unlike at home, the fire in the academy was always not bright. If you got cold and sick at night, it would be like stepping into the gate of hell with half a foot.

The three men were in the study. Li Sanlang was packing up the books while listening to Shiro's endorsement: "The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars are listed..."

Li Erlang was staring at the hanging painting and thinking about it. In addition to being busy cutting wheat and processing wheat ears these days, Ji Qingyue also made water mills and stone mills. The next step was to open up the open space in front of the thatched cottage. Now there are obvious changes in the painting.

Although the climate changes in the painting cannot be seen, if the things in the painting are altered by Ji Qingyue, they will still be visible.

At this time, he saw a new big stone roller placed on the right side of the thatched hut, and the invisible water roller was placed by the stream at the left rear of the thatched hut, blocked by layers of trees. Ji Qingyue said that the water flow there was fast and suitable for pushing the water roller. .

Previously, Li Erlang wanted to help Ji Qingyue, and Ji Qingyue certainly agreed. Unexpectedly, when he handed the wood out, the wood instantly turned into a puddle of black water in Li Erlang's hands. At that time, the other men in the study were stunned. , before they could clean up the ink stains on the ground, the black water disappeared.

Ji Qingyue immediately understood that things that belonged to the painting from the beginning could not be taken out. Seeds and other things are brought in from outside, so they can be taken out. Wood, water, and stones are all in the painting and will disappear when taken out.

But the cooked bowl and the water used to make the soup were fine.

Li Erlang thought deeply: "The meat and noodles in the soup are all brought in from outside. If this is true, the soil and water used to make the bowl are all materials in the painting."

He reminded Ji Qingyue that the earth and water used to make bowls were made from local materials, but the fire was not. The first time he lit the fire, he drilled wood to make fire himself. The second time, he borrowed Li Erlang's flint to light it. It has not yet been started. extinguished.

After figuring this out, Ji Qing felt more and more scared. The last time he accidentally escaped outside, he felt as if his body was melting after a while. Now that he has become a part of the painting, it means that he can't stay outside for a long time. , otherwise it will "die" again.

Knowing this, he did not feel discouraged for too long. The current situation was much better than at the beginning. He had seeds and someone to talk to him. What else could he be dissatisfied about?

Ever since Ji Qingyue showed up, the study had become a "secret base" for them, and Li Aniang was not allowed to come to clean it, making it very mysterious.

The water mill that Ji Qingyue made was not his original work, but something he had seen in a museum. Except for the rolling wheel and grinding trough, which were made of stone, the bracket and runner of the water mill were all made of wood.

The whole thing is an "I"-shaped object, with a grinding trough on the top and a water runner on the bottom. The top of the standing bracket is connected to a grinding plate. The grinding plate is stuck in the grinding trough. The water moves the water runner and then drives the upper part. The grinding plate can crush the grains in the grinding trough into powder.

He threshed more than ten kilograms of wheat ears that he had harvested before, and finally there were five or six kilograms of wheat grains left. Among them, the wheat grains that were sifted were plumper and firmer, and the yield was a little more than that of the unsifted ones. Not much was planted, so still. I can't tell the specific difference, but judging from the high quality rate of wheat, there is still one more step before sowing - screening seeds is better.

The green wheat was too watery to be ground directly, so Ji Qingyue decided to soak the wheat to make maltose.

On the night of harvesting wheat, Ji Qingyue put the threshed wheat into a clay pot and let it sit overnight. When he got up the next day, he poured the wheat into a dustpan and spread it out in a thin layer. It took several dustpans to get five kilograms of wheat grains. These dustpans were borrowed from Li Erlang and the others. Fortunately, they couldn't use dustpans in this weather.

When Li Erlang asked about the purpose of the dustpan, he kept it secret mysteriously.

A dustpan is placed in the room. The warm room is equivalent to a greenhouse. The wheat grains must be watered frequently to absorb enough moisture.

Within two days, these wheat grains all sprouted green buds of five to six centimeters!

Then, while he was chopping the malt, he cooked the glutinous rice in batches, then mixed the warmed glutinous rice with the chopped malt, put it into a wooden barrel and left it to ferment.

When the fermentation time came, Ji Qingyue opened the lid of the wooden barrel, and the malt and glutinous rice egg fermentation liquid was filled with a faint sweetness.

He lit two fires and two pots, one large and one small, and boiled the syrup.

Until nightfall, the syrup finally became thick and the color was very beautiful. The maltose was finally ready!

In the end, Ji Qingyue did the math and realized that the maltose produced was only three or four kilograms, but a total of five kilograms of wheat grains, more than ten kilograms of glutinous rice, and almost twenty kilograms of grain were used.

The consumption rate is so great that it’s no wonder sugar is a luxury product.

He stirred a little sugar with a wooden stick, pulled it up and put it in his mouth. It was sweet, sticky and chewy, and tasted similar to the ones sold by street vendors when he was a child.

Ji Qingyue kept a small jar for himself, and gave the larger jar to Li Silang and the others.

When the three brothers tasted the candy, their eyes lit up and they looked very surprised. Li Silang hugged the jar and even narrowed his eyes with laughter.

The glutinous rice dumplings bought during the Chinese New Year had already been finished. Unexpectedly, Brother Ji actually knew how to make sweets and gave them a jar of glutinous rice dumplings!

"This jar of candy is a snack I gave you. I still have some left."

Li Erlang smiled while holding the maltose in his mouth: "Then thank Yue Lang!" Then he stirred two sticks of candy and asked Li Silang to give them to Li Jinniang and Li Tuanlang to taste, and he put the rest in the kitchen.

The day before Li Sanlang went to the county school, he packed up the books he needed to use in the study room. Li Silang also finished memorizing the articles he wanted to memorize. He hugged his third brother reluctantly: "You will not come back until the county examination is over." Alright."

Li Sanlang touched Shilang's head and comforted him: "I still have field vacation in March."

"I have discussed with Aniang and the others that you don't have to come back for this year's field holiday." Li Erlang came back from the painting and turned to look at his two younger brothers: "It's your first exam, so you should review more, Spring Planting" We’ll be busy, and Shiro will be able to help sow the seeds by then.”

Li Silang raised his hand in approval: "Yes!"

Ji Qingyue, who was preparing the soil, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "When will Sanlang take the exam?" Although he knew that the exam that Li Sanlang would take in the autumn was often called Qiu Wei, he did not know the specific time and process of Qiu Wei. .

"According to the past, Qiuwei is usually held in early August, in all prefectures and counties, and lasts for five days. This time the school exam is the county's primary exam, which requires school exams in oral exams, classics, Mo Yi, policy theory and poetry. Among them Policy theory and poetry are the most important. If you pass the county examination, you can take the state examination the next year. If you pass the state examination, you will be qualified for the Spring Festival in February of the next year. Dali has been a country for more than 300 years, and it can jump for three consecutive years. There are very few people, and some even fail to pass the county examination after a lifetime."

Li Erlang patted his younger brother on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, Sanlang. Eat your food one bite at a time and walk the road step by step. Our first priority is the county examination. Are you sure?"

Ji Qingyue listened to Li Sanlang's "mock test questions". The test questions sent to them by the county school roughly corresponded to "listening, listening, reading, writing, memorization" and explanations. The level of the questions was relatively low and not difficult. Sanlang's words...

"Of course I'm sure, but when I think about going to the state capital to study in the future, I get a little panicked." Li Sanlang was originally worried about this. Going out to study is something every student has to experience on the way to school, and there are still teaching resources in modern times. phenomenon, not to mention the ancient times when transportation was inconvenient and communication was difficult?

Li Erlang has never been to the state capital. The farthest place they have been to from birth to now is Shandan County, which is half a day away from home. To them, the capital of Ganzhou is a prosperous place as described by the storyteller.

Now Li Erlang didn't know how to comfort Sanlang. After all, Ganzhou was too far away from them, and the four or five days' journey was something they had never experienced before.

Ji Qingyue suddenly remembered that he was also a person who traveled thousands of miles north to study. The concept of distance had gradually been blurred and faded in his eyes by various advanced technologies. It was only after arriving here that he realized that the road could be so long.

"For people living in remote areas, the path to study is generally the same. If you travel by car and horse, it takes half a year from my home to the school. This reminds us to cherish every hard-won opportunity to study, no matter how far you go. Yuan, your mother-in-law and brother are waiting for you here."

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Li Sanlang felt much more relaxed and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Ji has traveled such a long distance."

On the morning of the eleventh day of the lunar month, Li Sanlang got on the donkey cart in the village and left under the reluctant eyes of his family.

Because the school in Shiliang Village encountered bandits twice and the teacher was brutally killed, the children nearby had no place to study. Therefore, the village elders of several villages found a time to get together to discuss and decided to transfer the village to the school. The school moved to a village closer to the county seat.

This is not good news for the Li family. The new village school is further away from them. The original two and a half hour journey now takes three hours.

The reason why the village school was built in Shiliang was because there was a scholar who returned to his hometown. He proposed to build the village school in Shiliang by lowering the conditions for repair.

However, after experiencing two bandits, the village school, which was established less than ten years ago, is about to move out, leaving Shiliang villagers heartbroken and helpless.

With the village school, they also needed a new tutor, and there were no suitable candidates in the nearby villages. Finally, everyone discussed and posted a notice in the county to hire a tutor.

This made Li Silang happy for a long time: "I can stay at home until the village school is built. That's great!" Then Li Aniang laughed and scolded her for being useless.

The village was peaceful, but the atmosphere in the county, which was blocked by winter snow and cold, was different from the previous one. Various news was already floating in the county.

Only then did Li Sanlang realize that winter had not passed yet and the cold was still spreading further.

He met Du Yuan in the county. They planned to hang out for a while and then go up the mountain together. They never thought that in the past few days of the New Year, several major events would happen, and they didn't know about it until now.

Years ago, the officials dealt with a large number of Jiangnan officials. They were secretly brought into the capital. After being reviewed by Dali Temple and decided by the officials, these Jiangnan officials were all beheaded. The notice revealed their charges: collusion between officials and businessmen, and bullying. A domineering woman who does nothing for the people.

There was another thing that made Li Sanlang frown, and couldn't help but think of the affairs of his eldest brother-in-law's family.

"Evil religions are increasingly flourishing in various parts of Dali, confusing the people, inciting them to collude with local bandits, and showing signs of trying to subvert the court. Therefore, the abbots of Chang'an temples were ordered to immediately close the mountain gates and lead the monks from the temples down the mountain to preach. Orthodoxy. If the cult is verified, the local prefecture and county government will be informed and the cult will be eradicated." After Du Yuan read another newly posted notice, he was suddenly puzzled: "Bandit troubles and cults are not disasters that have only recently emerged. Why do officials It’s time for home…”

Li Sanlang was equally puzzled, but he knew that this was not a whim of the officials. He didn't know anything about the suppression of bandits, but the cleanup of Buddhism had already been revealed a few years ago, but he couldn't guess it at the time.

The owner of the eldest brother-in-law's family has a cousin who is married to a minor official in the Ministry of Household Affairs in the capital. In the capital, a brick dropped can hit three or four relatives of the emperor. In a place full of officials, a minor official is more important than a local official. There is always a way to know what is happening in the palace. From these clues, we can guess the thoughts of the superiors.

Therefore, the host's cousin suddenly stopped planting lotus roots and quickly disposed of the lotus roots and Zhuangzi because she was afraid of being implicated. The host family even left the capital the next day and rushed back to Shandan immediately. The key point here may be inextricably related to "Buddhism".

The lotus is a sacred object of Buddhism. Among the many Buddha statues, it is common to see the Buddha sitting on the lotus throne and twisting the lotus in his hands.

If you try to get into trouble with the official family at this time, you might really lose your head.

Not afraid of not making money, but afraid of losing your life to make money.

It seems that the officials are going to take action against the Buddhist temple.

Li Sanlang did not tell his friends about this connection. He thought about the possible development of the matter. Liangzhou, Ganzhou and Shazhou all the way to the west are places where Buddhist temples are prosperous, and they will probably be affected.

He reminded his friends: "It's better to inform your family members and don't violate any taboos."

Dali is now in an era when Buddhism is prosperous. There is no household that does not worship gods and Buddhas. Du Yuan's family has also built a Buddhist hall dedicated to the Buddhist niche, so it is inevitable that people will miss him.

So the two went to the letter stand and wrote a letter to their families respectively, informing them of what happened in the county.

The climate in the northwest is cold in winter, and there are often extreme winds and heavy snow. Not to mention pedestrians, it is difficult for camels and horses to walk. As soon as winter comes, some remote places turn into isolated paradises. It is a difficult task to send messages. Very difficult thing.

The servant at the letter stall saw that it would take most of the day to get to Li Sanlang's house. It was such a long distance and he would definitely not be able to come back that day. Accidents were easy to happen on the road in this weather, so he shook his head repeatedly and did not want to take over Li Sanlang's letter delivery job. .

Du Yuan thought of a way: "Shi Ze, you send the letter to my house together. I will ask the servant to send it to your house. By the way, I will send Bai Diazi to your second brother."

Li Sanlang thanked his friend.

After handling this matter, the two of them did not stay in the county for a long time and set off back to the county school.

They only sat down at the letter stall for a short time when they saw several groups of monks carrying their bags heading out of the city.

The weather was not very good, the sky was very dark in the afternoon, and it seemed that a heavy snow was brewing. In the howling cold wind, pedestrians wrapped themselves tightly in their robes and walked in a hurry.

Suddenly, bursts of bells came from the direction of Dongcheng, and the Yao Yao bells continued to ring, resounding throughout Shandan County.

Bai Qingshan Temple has locked the temple door, and I don’t know when it will be opened.