The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

After dinner in the evening, the three of them took a rest early and woke up before dawn. It was already early summer, and clouds appeared in the sky early in the morning to indicate the good weather.

Xue Yinsong was the first to jump off the field ridge with the sickle in hand, and mowed as soon as he caught it.Zhajin didn't know much about harvesting, so he sat by the ditch to wash the soil and bundle straw.

The vegetable seedlings in the field were very tender and wilted as soon as they left the ground. Father Xue was so distressed that he hurriedly scooped up a few ladles of water from the ditch next to him and sprinkled water on the small bundles of vegetable seedlings.

The three of them were busy early in the morning, harvested half an acre of land, packed a cart and took it to the city.

Although Zhajin had a horse, the horse was not a pack horse and could not pull a cart at all. Father Xue was reluctant to borrow a cow, so he had to alternate with his son to pull it into the city.

Zha Jin wanted to help, but he was a guest after all, and he was the young prince's darling, Xue Yinsong never dared to bother him, so he just let Aunt Huan keep him at home to rest, and he and his father pulled the cart by themselves gone.

Although the car was not heavy, the sun was hot, and the two of them were so hot that they were sweating after walking halfway. Xue Yinsong saw that his father was not young, so he tried his best to change it a few times. The skin was already torn, and the sweat dripped down, soaking the wound with bursts of burning pain.

After entering the city, Xue Yinsong ordered the boy to open the door through the curtain, and sell juicy vegetable seedlings on the counter in small bundles.

It was quite strange that the rice shop opened to sell cabbage. People who heard about it rushed over and pointed at it from a distance.

After all, Father Xue couldn't afford to lose his face, so he hid in the backyard to cook and cook. Xue Yinsong stood in front of him calmly, greeting people with a smile.

The women didn't care too much. After reading the lively cabbage seedlings, they felt that the cabbage seedlings were fresh and tender, and even though the price was low, they could still afford them, so they bought them one after another to try them out.

Xue Yinsong greeted them with a waiter, and within an hour the whole cart of vegetables was sold out.The seed money for the two acres of land was recovered, Xue Yinsong weighed the money in his hand, and finally decided to go to Luoma Market in the afternoon.

Father Xue raised cattle when he was young, and his original intention was to raise buffaloes, but this Chenjia village is neither south nor north, and most of the farm cattle are yellow cattle.

Xue Yinsong walked the whole street with his father behind, and asked, "How is it? Is there any good cow? Let's do it if you like it."

Father Xue took a fancy to a few cows, but he was a little hesitant about the price for a while. The price of the calves is cheaper, and the price of the mature cows is more expensive, but it is not enough to take the calves back, at least they have to be raised until the end of autumn.

Xue Yinsong thought about it for a while, and said: "The price is not the most important thing. I have so much money in my hand now. It doesn't matter if the cub becomes a cow, as long as you like it."

Old Man Xue said, "You can't expect to put in a lot of effort to buy a calf this summer."

Xue Yinsong smiled and said, "Fortunately, it's only two acres, and it's okay to resist one."

Father Xue thought for a while before gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Let's buy a calf, I think that calf is very good, and the price is also cheap." A middle-aged man left.

The man was quite straightforward, he took the money and left as soon as the price was settled.Father Xue happily took the cow to the blacksmith's shop to prepare for branding.

Xue Yinsong went home to have a look, and explained a few words to Xiucai before walking to the blacksmith's shop in peace.The cow had just finished branding, and there was a smell of burnt flesh in the air. Xue Yinsong smelled a little nauseous, so he walked away a few steps and paid his father to take the cow away. The next one and a half acres of land were harvested.

Walking on the road, Xue Yinsong thought about it: "Father, is there any way to make the inside of the wheat grains wet and the surface dry to the touch?"

The old man glanced at him, a little wary: "What are you doing?"

Xue Yinsong didn't hide it, and said loudly: "Prepare to play tricks, those rice merchants want to do it for me, and I'm going to come here to repay him with his own way."

Father Xue walked a few steps and said: "There is a way. One year it rained heavily, I harvested the rice and dried it overnight. In the middle of the night, I was sleepy. After eight minutes of random drying, I was lazy and went to sleep. At that time, my hands were still dry." , As a result, after half a month, all the rice sprouted."

Xue Yinsong chuckled: "Good idea, just this trick is enough for those few to drink a pot."

Father Xue shook his head: "Isn't it okay to open a shop properly? Why are you doing so crookedly, it's against the law."

Xue Yinsong snorted: "This tells people not to offend me, and I will not offend others."

When the two returned home, Zhajin happened to go hunting a rabbit at the foot of the mountain and came back. They had a lively dinner at night, and they went to sleep without mentioning it.

Because the mission this time is an acre and a half of vegetable land, Father Xue got up counting the hours, and of course he had to greet his son.Xue Yinsong turned over in pain on the bed, and reluctantly got up.

Aunt Huan made them some rabbit soup and rice, and one of them filled a water bag. Xue Yinsong swallowed two big bowls before recovering.

Getting up too early, and the air was still filled with cold mist, Xue Yinsong walked into the field, put a torch on the edge of the field and muttered: "The life of this kind of farmer is hard. Don't look at the harvest when they are happy. After selling things Buy some more daily necessities, well, it’s back to before liberation.”

Father Xue didn't understand what liberation was: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Being the shopkeeper, I rest, and the buddy makes money."

Father Xue snorted and reprimanded him: "People say that you are a scholar, farmer, businessman, do you have the skills? Don't think that you can do business just by tossing around a small shop in the village. You are still early. I think you will be able to do it in half a year." Come back to eat with your head down."

Xue Yinsong gave a strange cry and said, "How dare you not have confidence in your son?"

Old man Xue ignored him, and began to cut vegetables: "I'd better tidy up these two acres of land for you, and there will be a way out when you come back later. This young man is ambitious, and if he doesn't go out, he will get bruised and swollen." Yes, I can’t recognize myself.”

Although Xue Yinsong didn't like to hear these words, he also understood the old father's love for him, so he snorted and didn't say a word, and squatted down to collect the vegetables.

The two father and son bent over and worked for more than an hour. Father Xue stood up and shook his numb legs and said: "When people are old, they will go numb after a while." Laughing at himself, he walked quickly in the distance Walking over, he said with a smile, "Why don't you call me, I've been asleep since then."

Xue Yinsong looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Isn't it too early? You are young and don't sleep enough. Wouldn't it be better if you sleep more?"

Zhajin waved his hands boldly, rolled up his trouser legs and jumped off the field: "Well, I can sleep at any time, and harvesting vegetables is more important. Brother Xue, I want to stay in the village for a few days, so I won't go with you this time In town."

Xue Yinsong nodded and said: "Well, then you can stay. It's just that life in this village is boring. If it's boring, you can come to the city to find me by yourself. You know the way?"

Zha Jin nodded, lowered his head and carefully helped bundle the vegetables.

There are quite a lot of vegetables in this acre and a half of land. Even though it is vegetable seedlings, two large carts have been harvested. Xue Yinsong didn’t want to haul it twice, so he went to Yingzi’s house to borrow a cart, and the front and rear carts were pulled together. .

His family's calf is only six months old, and it is a little bit reluctant to pull these two carts. Father Xue feels sorry for Niu and hurriedly said to divide it into two times, but Xue Yinsong didn't do it. It's just bad, I have to drag it to the city today.

Father Xue first soaked the vegetables thoroughly with water, then found two straw mats to cover them, and led the cow to walk in front, asking his son to help push it behind.

As long as the road was out of the village, it was fairly flat. The two of them walked slowly, and finally arrived at the county seat after noon.

When the young man opened the door to see them, he hurried up and said with a smile, "You guys are here. How many people have come to our house this morning to inquire about this dish? I followed your instructions. It will start selling after lunch."

Xue Yinsong nodded, and unloaded the vegetables into the room with his buddy, and then sat down to rest. Just after taking a sip of water, an old woman came with a smile: "Boy, is your food here yet?"

The little guy hurriedly jumped up to say hello, and quickly weighed him. Xue Yinsong asked him, "Have you had your lunch yet?"

The boy shook his head: "I haven't left all morning, didn't you tell me not to go to the backyard?"

Xue Yinsong said: "You can go for the meal, not for the meal, that's fine, Dad, you go and make some food, and call us when you are done." Father Xue nodded and went to the backyard to work, the young man was a little eye-watering, I went to fetch a basin of water, and soaked the slightly wilted vegetables.

Xue Yinsong looked at the dishes in the room and thought about how much money he could get back. Thinking about it, he felt that the whole morning was worth it. He drank a couple of sips of water and wiped off his sweat.

It’s not very common to eat tender vegetables today, because the tender vegetables grow up to be a vegetable, so it’s definitely not worth selling now, but the tender vegetables are juicy, tender and refreshing, and very useful, so we started selling them yesterday It became popular, and many people inquired about it.

The little guy greeted dozens of people in the morning, and he was a little proud of himself, always feeling that he had a place to use.

As soon as the aunt left, people who finished eating began to come to the door one after another, because the tender tips couldn't be put away, so ordinary people just bought one or two. The price Xue Yinsong sold was not too expensive, and everyone was satisfied. .

But more than half of the vegetables were sold in more than two hours. Xue Yinsong saw that the number of people was gradually decreasing, so he let the waiter greet him alone, and retreated to the backyard by himself.

Old man Xue was feeding the cows, when he saw him, he said, "I have to go, we will start digging the ridges and shut off the water tomorrow, you should come back early."

Xue Yinsong nodded: "I'll be back early tomorrow morning, and I'll be there before noon. Get a good night's sleep today and don't be in a hurry."

Father Xue stared: "No hurry? Everyone in the village has filled the water, and there are not many houses left."

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "Isn't it just a few days before the mangoes are planted? Don't worry, our rice is raised in advance, and it must be earlier than theirs." Father Xue saw that the cows were eating almost, so he took the cow and hummed Ditto go home.

The green vegetables at night are tender green vegetables grown at home, and Xiao Xiucai took a sip full of praise: "Good vegetables, crunchy and refreshing, where did you buy them?"

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "I grow it myself at home. I just harvested it and sold it today. If it tastes good, you can eat more. I saved two handfuls and let the guy fry it for you tomorrow."

The little scholar was taken aback: "You won't be here tomorrow?"

Xue Yinsong felt sweet in his heart: "Miss me?"

The little scholar put on a blank face: "I want to move the desk. It's getting warmer, so I want to read by the window."

Xue Yinsong was so angry that he twisted his face: "Can't you just say something nice, I'll just move it for you at night!"

The little scholar nodded with a smile, and took another bite of the dish.