Sign in and get rich in farming

Yu Sanlang was in a daze for a long time. Yu Hongdou, who was hanging on his father's arm, was bored. He remembered his father's words and began to observe the room.

The room was about the same size as the wing where their family of four lived now. Yu Hongdou's heart suddenly felt elated knowing that she was living in such a large room alone.

There has to be a partition. Her bed or kang cannot be right there as soon as you enter the door, as her privacy cannot be guaranteed. But using a wall partition would take up some space.

Speaking of partitions... Yu Hongdou thought of the Babu Qiangong bed in her backpack, and after carefully measuring it, she discovered with embarrassment that it seemed like it couldn't fit in the room!

Forget it, I'd better buy a simple version of the canopy bed. The classical carvings are low-key, luxurious and meaningful. I'll build a Kang on the south side. I have to sleep on the Kang in winter. I'll put a bed on the north side, use wooden boards as partitions on this side, and put a desk and shelf on the other side...

While Yu Hongdou was lost in thought, Yu Sanlang finally came back to his senses.

Just before he and his daughter entered the house, he was flattered by the villagers for building such a big and magnificent house.

It was as if someone had hit him with two pieces of ice, so cold and heavy that his overheated head quickly calmed down.

"Hongdou, tell your father where you dug it and whether anyone saw it?" Yu Sanlang raised his daughter in front of him with a serious face.

After asking this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Did he say the same thing to his daughter last time?

Yu Hongdou knew that her father was worried about her. If she wanted her father to deal with the aftermath perfectly, she had to explain everything clearly.

Therefore, when she decided to hand over the account book list, she had already thought of an excuse.

She told him about how she and her grandfather went to the hillside near their home to dig herbs today, and how they found two notebooks wrapped in hay leaves while digging for angelica sinensis.

"I didn't tell grandpa, Dad. What's written on it? Is it a treasure map?" After Yu Hongdou finished her explanation, she pretended to ask her father.

With her current education, she only knows how to recognize and write her own name, so she doesn't recognize the words in the account books and lists at all.

"No, but it is very important to our family. Don't tell anyone, including your mother. I will bring you a few more sets of jewelry as your dowry in the future." Yu Sanlang instructed his daughter carefully.

Yu Hongdou nodded to show that she understood, then watched her father put her down and start stuffing the two booklets into his arms.

The two booklets were not thick, but their size was comparable to A5 paper in later generations. It looked weird when they were stuffed in front of Yu Sanlang's chest. Yu Sanlang also felt uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to follow his daughter's example and roll them up one by one and stuff them into his sleeves.

"You little brat, you always cause trouble for me. Okay, go play and don't go out by yourself recently." Yu Sanlang raised his arm and felt that there was nothing unusual, so he patted his daughter's head helplessly.

In the evening, after the bricklayers and villagers had left, Yu Sanlang asked his wife to stay for a while.

He ran to his own half of the mountain and dug up a pile of mugwort. He also threw a lot of mugwort roots at the place where his daughter said he had dug up the account book, making the digging marks bigger.

With his arrival, even if someone knew that his father and daughter had been there, they would not suspect that it was this old man and this child who dug up the two booklets.

……

It rained during the day and the sky seemed particularly bright at night.

On the top of Erdai Mountain, several young men sat around a campfire, talking loudly about the glamorous past of the previous dynasty.

"According to the Qing History, the last emperor's favorite concubine came from the wealthy Chen family. After the concubine entered the palace, the three brothers of the Chen family were given important positions, and the eldest brother, Chen Jing, even became the chief minister. People would never have thought that his true identity was actually a bandit."

"He has no ability, yet he sits in a high position. No wonder he has done so many ridiculous things. The decline of the Qing Dynasty is not unjust."

Tan Yanlin shook his head and sighed. The Qing Dynasty was already riddled with holes, but a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. If it weren't for these rats like the Chen family gathering together, the Qing Dynasty should have been able to last for another hundred years.

"Come to think of it, I'm quite interested in that Taoist priest. He was able to steal things and change the fate of a country. I wonder what his end will be." After looking around with interest, Tan Mengao turned to look at Yu Song.

Yu Song was completely unaware and was lost in thought. The last emperor's favorite concubine mentioned by Tan Shiyi was from the wealthy Chen family. Thinking back to the story his father told him last night and the mural in the well, he roughly guessed the truth.

"If those four bandits entered the court as officials as relatives of the favorite concubine, then the favorite concubine's original relatives..." Yu Song was horrified when he thought about it.

"If you think about it carefully, there are indeed traces to be found." After listening to Yu Song's words, Tan Yanlin thought carefully in his mind and actually found some clues from several books he had read.

"In the 26th year of the Qing Dynasty, a thunderstorm occurred in the south of the capital. It is said that a certain area was struck by lightning for half an hour, killing and injuring hundreds of people, including the Chen family. This is the record of the Sitianjian."

"The daughter of the Chen family was seen by a sage when she was born. It was said that she would be extremely beautiful when she grew up. However, the Chen family was not blessed and could not afford such wealth, so they had to give the girl away and let the immortals and Buddhas raise her. This is written in the Complete Biography of the Qing Dynasty."

"Combined with the images in the mural, this Chen is also a poor girl. She was probably disliked by her family since she was young, so she was sent to be a Taoist priest. A girl who grew up traveling around with the Taoist priest suddenly returned to the rich and luxurious Chen family with no background. I'm afraid she suffered a lot."

"Although I cannot be sure, I suspect that the thunderstorm that destroyed the Chen family must have something to do with this favorite concubine, Chen."

Yu Yanlin tried his best to answer Yu Song's questions. He found that although Yu Song had not received much education, he was very quick to react. No wonder his fifth brother and the monk appreciated him so much.

"Eleventh brother, if you don't become the top scholar in the future, I can't bear the gap." Tan Mengao gave his brother a thumbs up and turned to brag to Yu Song.

"My younger brother has been praised for his supernatural powers since he was young. He learned to read at the age of three, and wrote poems at the age of five. He is well-read and has a photographic memory. It will be a good idea for you to ask him for advice more often in the future. Ouch~" Tan Mengao was hit by a pine cone and fell to the ground with a scream.

Yu Song looked at the ten-year-old Eleventh Young Master with wonder. No wonder he knew everything, he was actually a genius.

"Genius? Born with talent? This word is quite novel to use to praise someone." Tan Yanlin felt embarrassed to be praised by his brother. Just when he was feeling awkward, he heard Yu Song muttering two words and couldn't help but look surprised.

"Ah? Ah!" Yu Song reacted and realized that he had said it out loud.

While feeling annoyed, I also recalled my own reaction when I heard this word, and I couldn't help laughing: "My little sister heard it from others. She just learned to read, and she heard adults talk about it, so she used it blindly."

"I think it's the right application. The 'Family Instructions of Yan: Encouragement to Study' says: There must be a genius who stands out from the crowd. Isn't Little Eleven outstanding?" Tan Mengao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, spoke up.

In the three generations of the Tan family, there is only one little prodigy who is good at reading and has the talent of being the top scholar. Isn't he truly outstanding?

Tan Yanlin looked at his silly seventh brother with his eyes rolled up, unwilling to talk to the idiot.

He then asked Yu Song under what circumstances the little girl said this word.

He always felt that what Yu Song said was different from what the little girl said.

Yu Song's expression was a little strange. He looked at Tan Yanlin who was inquiring, and then looked at the others who also had curious expressions on their faces. He silently made up a story in his mind for a long time, but he really couldn't come up with one. He could only silently say sorry to his sister.