Crossing the Qinghe Landlord gl

The road back to Qinghe Village is picturesque, with green mountains and green water interspersed among them, and rice seedlings are growing in every mu of paddy fields, and some fields are also busy with figures gathered in the fields.

"Qi Min Yao Shu" says: When sowing rice, March is the top time, early April is the middle time, and the middle ten days is the bottom time.The middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River are all early rice varieties, and March is the most suitable time for sowing. After more than half a month, when the seedlings grow to five or six inches, they are transplanted to other fields.The rice will basically mature in June, and the summer tax will be paid after harvesting.

The rice Zhang He grows is different from these varieties, and it has a systematic seedling raising function. She saves the time and effort of germination and weeding during the growth of rice seedlings. At that time, only transplanting and subsequent care are required.If she doesn't want to arouse others' suspicion, she can also plant a batch of early rice.

Her plan is to buy some native grain seeds to germinate and raise seedlings, and then she will use the seedlings raised in the system to plant in the field in April.Of course, she will also plant more than ten acres of native rice according to the original method, so that she can observe the similarities and differences between the two kinds of rice.

When she felt that her bones were about to fall apart, she finally returned to Qinghe Village, and as the sun was setting, a group of wild geese flew north in an orderly manner, leaving only their cries.With such a beautiful scenery and pleasant atmosphere, Zhang He didn't care about his hunger and just wanted to plunge into the mattress and sleep to death.

"Second Brother, Second Brother!" Zhang Xian had already returned from the village school, trotted into Zhang He's room and tugged at the corner of her clothes.

"Huh?" Zhang He was lying on the bed too lazy to move, and turned to look at the child standing beside the bed.

"Sister Xia brought dinner." Zhang Xianyuan's eyes were shining with innocence.

Zhang He suddenly felt less tired, and quickly got up from the bed and walked outside.Seeing Xia Jiniang sitting in the hall and seeing her coming out, she smiled slightly: "Auntie said that you didn't have time to make dinner after you came back from all the work, so I prepared some extra for you."

"I'm really sorry for always bothering Aunt Li and Niang Ji." Zhang He said.

"You have taken care of us a lot these days. Neighbors are helping each other, so what's the trouble?" Xia Jiniang said, and then asked, "I just walked in and saw that the bamboo baskets were all empty, but they were all sold out?"

"With the help of brother Qinggui, it's sold out, and it's also scheduled to send some over every three days."

Xia Jiniang frowned slightly, and said, "Then don't you have to go out every three days?"

"No matter how far away from the county is, people are like this. How can I say bitterness? For the current plan, we must first establish a firm foothold, and then we can gradually plan."

Xia Jiniang admired it, not because she thought other people didn't suffer, but because Zhang He was born in a high-ranking official family, but she was able to taste this kind of labor. Her determination is admirable enough.

Zhang He suddenly remembered something, she picked out a box of rouge from the things she bought and gave it to Xia Jiniang.Xia Jiniang looked at it and refused to pick it up: "What is this?"

Zhang He smiled brightly: "You want me to bring you back—happiness."

Xia Jiniang was stunned, and then smiled: "How does this count as 'happiness'?"

Zhang He grabbed her hand and put the rouge box in her hand.

Xia Jiniang's hand was slender and soft, but Zhang He knew that the side of the palm was a witness to her years of hard work. Even so, when she grabbed Xia Jiniang's hand, many compliments such as "slender hand" still flashed in her mind words.She squeezed subconsciously.

Xia Jiniang had no other reaction when she grabbed her hand, but suddenly remembered that Zhang He was a man at this time, and it would be unclear if he was looked at by others.Just as she was about to break free, she felt Zhang He squeeze her hand, which made her heartstrings seem to be stirred, and she couldn't find peace for a while.

"If you are happy, I feel happy." Zhang He said.

Xia Jiniang glanced at her reproachfully, thinking that if Zhang He was a man, what he said would become a love story, and he would definitely be able to coax many women.

Fearing that Xia Jiniang would still refuse to accept it, Zhang He said solemnly: "I feel that I have received a lot of favor from you on weekdays, and I don't know how to repay it. After thinking about it, I can only think of these vulgar things bought with money."

"It's a vulgar thing, so you gave it to me because you think I'm vulgar?"

"Well, that's not what I mean. I mean, I'm an ordinary person, and I can only think of ordinary ways."

Xia Jiniang smiled, and was about to accept the box of rouge, but she moved her hands with anger and anger: "Aren't you going to let go?"

Zhang He was startled, he didn't realize that he had been taking advantage of others for so long.She quickly let go of her hand and smiled embarrassingly.

Zhang Xian looked at them "flirting and flirting" not far away for a long time, and said with a frown, "Second Brother, Sister Xia, I'm so hungry."

"I won't bother you anymore." Xia Jiniang got up and left, Zhang He sent her outside the door before returning.

As soon as he was seated, Zhang Xian said: "Second Brother, this is to give Sister Xia a token of love, will you marry her back in the future?"

Zhang He was stunned, and stared at him: "What are you thinking about, can you learn 'nonsense' in the village school and come back?"

Zhang Xian was afraid of her majesty and stopped talking nonsense.

Zhang He inspects the fields every day, and picks eggplants in a timely manner and puts them in the system warehouse. In this way, when others look at her melon fields, they will find that the production is not too much.

Some people in the village occasionally come to her to buy some to pickle. In addition to eating it while it is fresh, they can also pickle the eggplant for longer storage.And if there is not much food left at home, they can eat porridge, which can be regarded as two meals a day.

Two days later, she went out early again, except for a few people from her village who went with her.Because of the busy farming season, people in the village only come to the county once every ten days and half a month. Now some people have time to come when their families are busy. Seeing that Zhang He has an ox cart, he wants her to Help with a ride.

As long as there is no enmity, Zhang He is still kind to others. Although there are others who should pay attention not to let others discover the secrets in the bamboo basket, one more person to talk is good to pass the time.

When Zhang He arrived at the main store of Zhangjiayuanzi, Li Qinggui smiled when he saw her: "You are here."

"What's wrong?" Zhang He was confused.

"Good thing!" Li Qinggui said mysteriously, "Your purple melon is really fresh and tender. Mr. Xu from the silk and satin shop ate it once and found that it was different from the ones he had eaten before, so he asked Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang told him It was because of the purple melons, Xu Yuanwai bought a basket and went home to pickle. In this way, there will be less eggplants in our restaurant, Mrs. Zhang wishes you could bring more!"

Zhang He only felt puzzled in his heart. Although there are chemical fertilizers, they can only achieve the purpose of increasing production, and she put the eggplants in the warehouse to keep fresh, but the taste will not be too far from other people's eggplants!She had eaten it twice herself, and didn't pay attention to whether the taste was different.

Moreover, the hazards of chemical fertilizers are also explained in the instruction manual. She dare not use more chemical fertilizers, so it has nothing to do with chemical fertilizers.

Although he was puzzled, since Zhang Chun wanted to buy more eggplants from her, that was a good thing.With so many acres of eggplants, according to the quantity she sells each time she goes to the city, it takes at least one or two thousand times to sell them all.

She didn't sit down and raise the price, Li Qinggui said with a smile: "Erlang, you are really not good at business."

Zhang He said: "Businessmen value profit, so they have always been looked down upon by the world. Although I don't mean to belittle merchants, I also don't like some bad customs. Besides, I don't have the talent to do business, so I should just farm honestly!"

Li Qinggui misunderstood that it was due to Zhang He's background, and her background determined that she would never be able to embark on the road of doing business in her life.In his bones, he was also like the children of the gentry, thinking that merchants were lowly, and merchants didn't even have the opportunity to take the imperial examination.

Zhang He didn't know that Li Qinggui was thinking so much, she only cared about other crops besides eggplant, would there be a significant difference in taste from local crops like eggplant?And is this because of the seeds or because of chemical fertilizers and other factors?She can't wait to plant other crops for research, but the reality tells her that she can only do it step by step.

The passage of time makes people unable to find half a trace, and it is the beginning of April in the blink of an eye.

Zhang He's eggplants are becoming more and more famous, and those who have bought eggplants from her all praise her for their tenderness and smooth color.Zhang He thought to herself that she had left the insect-eaten and bird-pecked food in the space for herself to eat, and she would not give them such defective products that others bought from her.

She is not famous because of eggplants, and she agrees when the major restaurants ask her to increase the amount. After all, the appearance of her eggplants has caused the original balance to be broken.If she monopolizes the entire market just for herself, then other melon farmers will have a hard time, so she gets three points for herself and the other seven points for other melon farmers.

The beginning of summer in April heralds the passing of spring and the arrival of summer. The transplanting of early rice has gradually reached its climax, and many people who have cultivated other crops are also taking advantage of the sunny weather to rush to harvest.Summer is a rainy season, and many crops will suffer if we don't race against time.

The other [-] mu of Zhang He's field is densely covered with rice seedlings five or six inches high, and these are all native rice seedlings, which will be transplanted to the other [-] mu of field.

At this time, she was standing under the scorching sun, wearing a bamboo hat, wearing white socks, and rolled up her trousers, stepping on the muddy field to pick out some seedlings suitable for transplanting, and weeding at the same time.Passers-by saw her appearance and just wanted to laugh, but Xia Jiniang knew why she was doing this, and felt a little distressed for her.

"Zhang Erlang." Xia Jiniang said.

Zhang He straightened up and looked at her. The bamboo hat blocked the dazzling light in front of her eyes so that she could tell at a glance that it was Xia Jiniang who had come.These [-] acres of land are not close to Aunt Li's family's field, and they are not on the same road, so Xia Jiniang must not have passed by here.

"Miss Xia, why are you here?" With everyone in the village watching, she couldn't call Xia Jiniang's boudoir name.

"Come and see if you can help with anything."

"Are you done with your work?" Zhang He asked in surprise.

"There are still [-] acres of land to be busy." Xia Jiniang took off her shoes and socks, rolled up her trousers a little, and went down to the field.

Zhang He's eyes fell on Xia Jiniang's snow-white feet. Although the mud covered up their color, that moment was enough for her to see clearly that Xia Jiniang's feet were not bound.

In fact, the custom of binding feet began in the Southern Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties, and became popular in the upper class during the Song and Song Dynasties. It was not popularized until the Yuan Dynasty and flourished in the Ming Dynasty.It's just that after the Tang Dynasty was destroyed by Qin Gaozu, the direction of history was a little uncertain. As for the bad habits of foot binding, I haven't heard of it here.

And the women of the peasant family had to do farm work since they were young, so naturally no one was willing to let the women's feet be bound, and there was nothing wrong with them even going barefoot on the ground.This is also the reason why rural women are more unrestrained than urban women, and it is also the reason why many literati believe that "everyone's lady" is different from "country women".

"In that case, why did you come here?" Zhang He asked.

"The [-] acres of land will be transplanted after my cousin comes back." Xia Jiniang said.

Suddenly, Zhang He had forgotten that Li Qingshi was married to a family named Chen, and it was time for him to come back to get married. After getting married, he would definitely stay at home to honor Aunt Li.

"Aunt Li must be happy." Zhang He said with a smile.

Xia Jiniang smiled slightly, but Zhang He felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, she felt lost and asked tentatively, "When will Brother Qing Shi come back?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"then you--"

"I'll go back tomorrow."

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Tomorrow is Ching Ming Festival, I really want to go home to visit the grave, eat roast pig, eat rice dumplings, and eat the dishes made by my mother_(:з」∠)_