Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

When he left the county magistrate's mansion the next day, Wen Lun did not expect that the old county magistrate gave him such a big surprise—several carts of high-quality tea seedlings were selected from Junxian tea house.If you take good care of it, you can try to pick a little this fall.

Xiong Da looked at shopkeeper Huang, and then turned his head to look at Wen Lun, feeling a little complicated.Although the reasons are different, he and the old magistrate have the same wish - he does not want Wen Lun to become an official in the court, knowing that Wen Lun is more suitable than most people...

"Grow tea and herbs well on the mountain." Xiong Da bowed his head.

Wen Lun looked up in confusion.If he doesn't do these two things, what else can he do?Do you want to be Mrs. Gao Ming?Madame is very upset, okay?

Yao Qing added seriously from the side: "Little senior brother, Brother Xiong, you should also educate the mountain people!"

Wen Lun nodded with a serious face: "Yes. We scholars are duty-bound."

Wen Lun, who was just pretending to be serious at first, suddenly became really serious when he thought of the big mess on the mountain.The tea seedlings were prepared for him by the old magistrate, otherwise he would not even consider the most basic tea seedlings.So, what about the rest?How much has he not considered?

He now has land, people, tea seedlings, tools, and backers. What else is he missing?Although the money is a bit tight, it shouldn't be difficult to make a gimmick to sell the tea in the valley for a good price, and it should be barely maintained.

However, the reality soon gave Wen Lun a blow to the head.

Realistic management is not playing house, nor is it playing a business game.The number of wild tea leaves in the valley is scarce, and it is not easy to pick them. The most fatal thing is the failure of tea making.

He wanted to eat like a big fat man in one breath, but he would only choke himself to death.I thought that making tea was just a few casual stir-fries, it was too sweet.

Li Er has been ashamed to go out these days.

Wen Lun was so immersed in his emotions that he didn't bother to comfort him.

When Xiong Da entered the room with the medicine bowl, he saw Wen Lun holding a book in a daze.His eyes flickered, he took out the book, and put the medicine bowl in front of Wen Lun: "Daughter-in-law, take the medicine."

Without saying a word, Wen Lun gulped down the medicine in one go.The taste of ecstasy finally pulled him out of his mind-wandering, and with a wrinkled face, a candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth slowly.

Xiong Da lowered his head and licked off the concoction from the corner of his wife's mouth, and then licked it into his mouth.

Wen Lun watched as Xiong Da "digged" out the core of the candied fruit, and he didn't know which nerve was poked, so he suddenly became excited and jumped on it and gnawed it.

The corner of Xiong Da's mouth hurt, and then his cheek, chin and neck...

"Hiss..." Xiong Da gasped as he looked at his daughter-in-law who was half kneeling on the chair.If the skills are poor, you will die, and in your eyes, it will kill you!

Xiong Da hugged her on the kang by the waist and pressed her down, and kissed slowly: "Daughter-in-law, obviously we read the same book, and I practice it on you every night...I was bitten and bleed."

Thinking of that book, Wen Lun got a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, raised his chin and bit it again, bleeding out.

Then, Wen Lun was overwhelmed by Xiong Da.

Wen Lun lay on the kang, thinking aimlessly, is this tit for tat?Tsk, dead bear, and said that his skills are poor, he is not much better!In other words, why is the prescription of this old doctor Hua so miraculous?Didn't it say that traditional Chinese medicine takes effect slowly?It was unscientific that he could regain his glory after drinking for a few days.The old magistrate has been drinking for so long and still can't get out of bed!

Xiong Da diligently pressed his wife's waist, and the man who had tasted the meat squinted his eyes and calculated: "Daughter-in-law, we didn't even try the book posture yesterday."

Wen Lun turned his head, was too tired, and didn't want to talk.

Xiong Da took out a thick stack of books from the bed and opened them in front of his wife: "Try this one today. This, this... Huh? This one is also good."

"Not today." Wen Lun cast a glance, then raised his hand feebly, "Not this one."

"Why not?" Xiong was very unhappy.He is very good at being a fair man!

Wen Lun closed the book: "It's too difficult." Anyway, it's not that he hasn't had a good time. It would be nice to have more tricks in the future, but it doesn't mean he can twist into twists, okay?

Xiong Da put the book away, bowed his head to think for a while, and concluded two points.

First: "Daughter-in-law, keep punching every day."

Wen Lun nodded.It is not a problem to broadcast gymnastics every day, as long as it is not a long-distance run every day.

Second: "Daughter-in-law, the medicine cannot be stopped!"

Wen Lun: "..."

When Xiong Da saw that his daughter-in-law was silent, he took it as acquiescence.

"When will Uncle Hua go up the mountain?" Uncle Hua is Hua Yong, counting the days, he should go up the mountain.In addition to the failure of tea frying, the preliminary work of the medicine garden and tea garden is going well, but more specific work still has to wait for professionals to come up.

"Someone will pick it up tomorrow, so I can buy some things." It's not easy to buy things on the mountain.Their family has a large population and consumes quickly. They have to run down the mountain every few days.The little donkey grew fat in winter, and quickly returned to its original shape. Recently, even its small eyes are crying.

"Is anyone still borrowing donkeys these two days?" These villagers really left Wen Lun speechless.He didn't think he was a cruel person, but the actions of these villagers often exceeded his imagination.In particular, he has turned on his listening ability, and he can often hear some discussions behind the scenes.

The villagers have also received tea seedlings, all of which have been planted.It's just that the tea seedlings purchased by the village head cannot be picked yet.It is very different from the immediate exchange for copper coins that the villagers imagined.At that time, the villagers made a fuss because of the difference between the two tea seedlings.In the past three days, Xiong's family has been pulling things up the mountain with two carts, which burned the eyes of the villagers.Seeing them fail to make tea now, with all kinds of gloating behind their backs, just stabbed Wen Lun in the heart again and again.

"It's gone." Xiong Da had already figured out the experience, and he could just scare his colleagues.He was a little regretful, why didn't his scars appear on his face?In this way, when the villagers see him, they shouldn't have a look of righteousness on their faces, and they will be short of breath and guilty, right? "Daughter-in-law, what do you think of a scar on my face?"

Wen Lun pushed Xiong Da's hand away, signaling him not to press it: "I'm already ugly enough, I don't want any more ugly."

Xiong Da was originally joking, but he didn't expect the consequences to be so serious, so he didn't know why he took it seriously: "You are already a member of my Xiong family, everywhere!" It is a great fortune to be able to come back from the battlefield. It's something to be proud of.This represents the luck of narrow escape.But he forgot that his daughter-in-law is not his comrade, and most people still think that scars are ugly, right?

Where is where is where?Wen Lun thought about it, and his ears turned red in an instant, and he said impatiently, "Got it."

Xiong Da was still a little dissatisfied: "You are the royal wife registered in the imperial court, and the whole world knows that you are mine." Not to mention that he has no scars on his face, but there are seventeen or eight scars on his face. is his.

Wen Lun ignored him.Can you not mention Mrs. Gao Ming?Do you still expect him to be happy when a man is called Mrs.?

Xiong Da also asked for assurances, but heard a knock on the door.

Two sounds of the same severity, followed by a child's well-behaved voice: "Little brother, can I come in?"

Xiong Da glanced at his wife, turned around and opened the door: "Come in."

Yao Qing called Brother Xiong before walking into the room.The conditions on the mountain were indeed the same as what the little brother said.Little senior brother doesn't even have a decent study.However, when he arrived at Dacha Village, he didn't have to wash a bowl or a piece of clothing by himself, and his group of students took care of it for him.

The little brother said that it is the disciples who have something to do, and it is the duty of every student to respect the teacher.Yao Qing faintly felt that something was wrong, but it was reasonable and had nowhere to refute.

Wen Lun really admired Yao Qing.If the original body is a master of learning, this Yao Qing is definitely a figure at the level of a god of learning.Originally letting the children go up the mountain was just a trick to trick them, but he never expected that Yao Qing would actually lead a group of strong men to read and write.Wen Lun went to listen to it a few times, and he actually had a touch or two of Mr. Yao Da's charm, which was not the kind of children's play house at all.

Yao Qing stood respectfully beside the kang, asking Wen Lun questions one by one.Among them are the difficulties he encountered in reading and teaching, and some of them are even puzzled by what he sees on weekdays.

Wen Lun answered one by one patiently, and had to argue from time to time.If it weren't for Yao Qing's young age, and he had built-in a memory of a master, I'm afraid he would be overwhelmed by the question.Even so, he was a little worried. Yao Qing followed him on the mountain. Although his life was not safe, did he need help with Yao Qing's knowledge?The learning environment is very important. Can there be a learning atmosphere on the mountain?

Yao Qing didn't understand the little senior brother's obsession. After answering all the recent questions, he bowed respectfully and thanked him. Before leaving, he exhorted: "Little senior brother, it's very cold on the mountain. You are not in good health, so you should pay more attention. In the book Said, loquat leaf decoction promotes body fluid and relieves cough..."

Wen Lun, with a blushing old face, listened to the child read a lot of medical science and health care, and accepted it with shame.

Can he say that his hoarseness is not because of the cold?

Can he say that he can't get up, isn't it because of the cold?

Wen Lun was confused, and didn't want to catch up on sleep anymore, so he pulled Xiong Da to make a plan: "I need to invite some people who work in the tea garden, tea growers, tea producers, and managers. This money can't be saved. Now They are all investing money, and I don’t know how much the medicine garden will cost?”

Xiong Da couldn't help but wake up: "Daughter-in-law, don't worry about money. Our family has money."

Wen Lun was obviously obsessed with his obsession: "You can't exchange my gold ingots for copper coins."

Xiong couldn't laugh or cry: "There is no need to exchange gold ingots, our family is really rich."

Wen Lun looked at Xiong Da suspiciously, and suddenly realized: "That's right. Is there still a reward from the court?" He was in a daze at the time, and he didn't know much about it, but the experience in TV dramas should give something, right?

Xiong Dali nodded: "Yes, yes, there is a lot of money. Don't worry, let alone a small tea garden and medicine garden, a few more will do. Don't worry about money, huh?" Do you put the responsibility of making money on yourself?He can't compare with those big officials in the court, and he doesn't have much accumulation.But compared with ordinary people, he is quite rich.Even if he is now disarmed and returned to the farm, his rank is still there, and he still has a lot of money.

Looking at Xiong Da's reliable face, Wen Lun felt that he was more reliable than himself, so he generously gave the financial power: "Okay, I will hand over the money to you in the future. But don't hold on." If it doesn't work, it's a big deal for him He had the cheek to ask the old county uncle.

Xiong Da nodded, planning to buy another big animal.A little donkey is obviously not enough.Should I buy another little donkey?Or is it better to just buy a horse, or maybe a cow?