Farming in another world to make a fortune

Yu Zhou pulled away the stool and was about to sit in it. He raised his eyelids and took a quick look at the book in Mr.'s hand. The familiar cover and binding are undoubtedly the same as the book he copied for the bookstore before.

He hesitated for a moment, then stood back at the corner of the table, and muttered, "Sir...do you also read the script?"

"You..." Mr. Wen's planned reprimand was blocked by his question, and he threw the book in his hand on the table, and lightly reprimanded, "Answer me when I ask you!"

Yu Zhou lowered his head, curled his lips and said: "Sir, you should know the situation at my house. My husband just arrived at my house a few months ago, and we almost didn't even have food to eat. If we didn't pick up the copy at the bookshop Book work, we either go begging along the villages, or starve to death."

"I wonder if you copied the book?" Mr. Wen knocked on the desk twice.

Yu Zhou raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of surprise, "Since you don't object to my copying, sir, why did you scare me so much just now?"

Mr. Wen gave Yu Zhou a rather disgusted look, "I didn't expect you to be so clever, but you are so stupid in this matter."

"I...why am I so stupid?" Yu Zhou asked in bewilderment.

"Whether people copy books for the academy or write scripts, they all know to avoid the fonts they usually use," Mr. Wen became more and more angry, picked up the script book on the table, opened it in front of Yu Zhou, He tapped and said, "Look at you, what's the difference from the usual poetry writing fonts?"

After finishing speaking, after a while, seeing Yu Zhou still looked shocked, he added: "So I can tell at a glance that you copied this script!"

Yu Zhou was not really frightened, he just suddenly realized that before, he thought that scholars looked down on the act of copying and writing scripts. To the extreme, some of them should be people with superior family conditions and no worries about livelihood.

Those people who are extremely pedantic, no matter how poor their families are, probably feel that it is a matter of peace of mind to be supported by their family members. After all, he is a scholar, and the latter, it is impossible to do copying of books by himself, so he feels superior to do these things. The person who works is insulting and polite, both of which are cruel and poisonous.

And if you think about it carefully, those scripts are probably sold to these people.

As for those who really want to make money by copying books to support their families, it is not easy to copy scripts with different fonts as Mr. said. How many people can do it?

No wonder Wu Changlin told him that there was a lack of copyists in the book shop.

After Mr. Wen finished speaking, his anger subsided a lot, and after waiting for a long time for Yu Zhou's reply, he slowed down and asked, "How many scripts have you copied for the bookstore? Copy it again?"

"No more copies," Yu Zhou said hastily, "I only copied ten copies before."

"It's not much, and it shouldn't cause any trouble in the future." Mr. Wen nodded slightly, and then told Yu Zhou, "No matter what you do in the future, you must consider the consequences before you act. Don't act like a copybook. There are hidden dangers outside."

"Mr. Xie teaches, and the students will remember it in their hearts." After Yu Zhou saluted and thanked him, he asked again, "You don't blame me? Or punish me for endorsing?"

Mr. Wen laughed, "As far as your enthusiasm for endorsing the book is concerned, do you still need me to punish you? As for the blame you said..." After saying this, he looked up to the outside of the house and said calmly, "Your husband, I live in the same village as you. There were also times when I almost ran out of food."

Yu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, as long as the husband can understand.

When eating at noon, Yu Zhou told Jin Chuan that the husband knew about his previous copying of books while chatting.

After hearing this, Jin Chuan's chopsticks stopped, and he suggested after a while, "Why don't I transcribe and sort out the script after you finish writing it?"

This is the best method he can think of. Based on his understanding of his husband, if he proposes not to write the storybook in the future, he will definitely be rejected, so he will organize and transcribe it, so that there will be no words written by him. This flow out.

Yu Zhou really doesn't mind this kind of thing, but if it can make Jin Chuan feel more at ease, then what's the harm in doing it?

Moreover, Jin Chuan sorted out and transcribed his script, and there was always an indescribable sense of intimacy, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Okay."

Jin Chuan also smiled, then raised his chopsticks to continue eating, and said after a while: "I didn't expect Mr. Wen to be quite open-minded."

"Yes." Yu Zhou agrees, the longer he studies with Mr., the more he feels that although Mr. looks serious, he is actually much better than the pedantic master he imagined in ancient times, especially when it comes to copying books today.

So he thought for a while and said: "Next time you go to buy fish, buy two more, and I will send one to my husband."

"In a few days," Jin Chuan hesitated, "I've been buying fish a lot lately, and some people in the village are already talking nonsense."

Since the beginning of summer, the food at home has been out of stock. The two of them are not like other people in the village, and the bacon smoked last winter can occasionally satisfy their cravings. They seldom go to town recently, so they want to eat some meat are difficult.

Fortunately, someone in the village has a fish pond, and both he and Jin Chuan love fish.

Yu Zhou is the kind of person who will not treat himself badly in food as long as he can make money, so he is five miles away, and if he doesn't go to buy fish himself, he will let Jin Chuan buy it.

It's just that I didn't expect to eat a fish. People in the village will gossip, but since they live in the village, even if they don't care, it can't be regarded as completely deaf.

After all, no one knows what some people will do if they are envious for a long time.

After thinking about it for a while, Yu Zhou came up with an idea: "Why don't we dig a small pond by ourselves."

"Dig a pond?" Jin Chuan was startled, thinking that his husband is really extraordinary, ordinary people should either buy less for the time being when they encounter this kind of thing, so as not to be talked about, or don't care about other people's eyes, and continue Do whatever you want.

His husband is fine, he simply thought about digging a pond by himself, once and for all.

"That's right," Yu Zhou nodded, "Anyway, we still have quite a wide open space in the backyard, so we don't need to dig too big a pond. Five or six feet in length and width are enough. Buy more fish at a time and put them in it. If you want to eat If you get one, you can grab one, and you don’t have to go halfway to the village to buy it.”

Jin Chuan was also moved by what he said, but he still had doubts, "Can a pond with a width of only five or six feet support fish?"

Every time he went to buy fish, the pond was about two acres.

"Of course." Yu Zhou recalled the small ponds he had seen before. "Dig three or four feet deep, and you can raise a lot of fish."

Both of them are active people. When Yu Zhou came back from his husband that afternoon, he chose a place in the backyard, and then went to the next door to discuss with Uncle Chen, asking him and Chen Feng if they could come to help dig the pond.

Of course, it is the kind that gives wages.

Uncle Chen naturally agreed, since it was not the season of sowing or harvesting anyway, and the work in the field was not in a hurry, there would always be time for crowding.

Besides, regardless of the relationship between the two families, every time they work for Yu Zhou and the others, the wages are higher than those outside.

Only Mrs. Chen, after learning that they wanted to dig a pond, said with concern, "Your backyard is wide. Apart from those chickens, you two don't raise pigs or cows. There is indeed a place to dig a pond."

Yu Zhou heard from her tone that she must say more than that, so he quietly waited for the next words.

Sure enough, after a pause, Aunt Chen said again: "It's just that the pond is too close to home. If you have children in the future, it may be dangerous if you don't look after it."

The backyard of Yu Zhou’s house was also separated from the backyard of Chen’s house by a bamboo fence, so Aunt Chen’s words were purely for Yu Zhou’s sake, and Yu Zhou himself knew that there were ponds and streams near his house. , the possibility of children encountering danger will also increase relatively.

It's just that since he wanted to dig a pond, he naturally thought of a way to protect it, "I only dig a small pond, and I don't rely on it to feed many fish. It's enough for my family to eat, but it's only a few feet long and wide. , planted wooden stakes around them, and then weaved them with bamboo strips, even if they are raised chickens, as long as they don’t fly, they can’t get in.”

"That's fine." Aunt Chen nodded and said with a smile, "I'll follow you to see when you start construction."

Yu Zhou: "I naturally think that the sooner the better, the specifics depend on when Uncle and Chen Feng are free."

"I'm free this afternoon." Chen Feng said happily.

Yu Zhou didn't answer, but looked at Uncle Chen, and after Uncle Chen also nodded, he said: "Then let's start in the afternoon."

Both families thought that digging the pond was a fun thing. Not only Yu Zhou, Uncle Chen and Chen Feng, but also other people came to watch, and even a little girl, Xiaojuan, was so excited as if I wish I could jump down and move soil for them.

But no matter how lively and fun it is, Yu Zhou will only dig for a while in the afternoon, and continue to study as usual at other times.

Three days later, the fish pond was finally dug. It was about eight feet long, four feet wide, and four feet deep. It was rectangular, which was a little different from Yu Zhou’s previous plan, because Aunt Chen said that it would be more convenient to fish in this way.

The dug pond was solidified with wooden hammers around it, and after a few days in the sun, Yu Zhou invited Chen Feng to help. The two of them fetched water from the well in the front yard, and it took half an afternoon to fill the pond.

But just filling it with water is not enough. If you want fish to grow better in it, there must be a small ecological chain in the pond.

The way to quickly make the pond use an ecological chain is to bring over the complete ecological chain from other places. The easiest way is to go to the river to pull some aquatic plants into the pond.

Generally, aquatic plants will be mixed with snails, small fish and shrimp, fish eggs, and microorganisms.

As long as you throw some aquatic plants in the pond, raising fish will not be a problem.

Yu Zhou had already asked Chen Feng to help pick the water for half an afternoon, so he was embarrassed to ask him to help pull the water plants, so he just went with Jin Chuan.

As a result, when Chen Feng walked to the door and heard that he was going to the river, he immediately retreated: "I'll go with you, I'll go swimming."

Jin Chuan paused when he heard the words, "Then you go, I won't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Feng, "Don't get me wrong, I'm swimming downstream, and I won't let you see it."

Yu Zhou, Jin Chuan: ...

In the end, the three of them went together.

As a result, by coincidence, I met a few aunts who came to water the vegetables when I arrived at the river.

Seeing the three of them together, several aunts turned their gazes, and finally fell on Chen Feng.