I farmed in ancient times

After leaving the door of the hut, Jue Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even leave the door during the days of recuperation. Now he has to take a good look at what the ancients looked like.

The walls and houses of the small courtyard are all made of bluestone. Since no one has lived there for a long time, weeds are everywhere on the ground, moss is growing on the walls, and it is dusty everywhere.

Jueming walked back and forth for a few steps. There are three rooms in the small courtyard, the main room, the east wing, and the west wing. There is a kitchen next to the east wall of the yard, and a well in the southeast corner, which is convenient for daily water use.Looking above the courtyard wall, half of the thick branches of the persimmon tree next door stretched out, blocking the side of the east chamber, and there is a toilet in the southwest corner.

Small but complete.

Jueming took Cen Chaoan's hand, and the two walked out of the yard. It was morning, the morning mist had not cleared, and under the haze, the mountain peak behind the house was like a Xishi covered with a layer of tulle.

A water-blue river gurgled into sight, and the clear water meandered along the river. A group of ducks that got up early were testing the edge of the river that had just thawed.

Along the river, fields of similar colors were divided by ridges. Although they were not plowed, many diligent villagers got up to plow the land, loosening and loosening the soil that had been frozen all winter.

"This... is really ancient." Jue Ming looked into the distance and murmured, "The traceability plan is feasible..."

"Brother." Cen Chao'an grabbed the corner of Caesar's clothes and brought him back from his thoughts, "Where are we going?"

Jueming came back to his senses, looked down at Xiao Douding beside him, and asked, "Is there any place you want to go?"

Before Jueming woke up, Cen Chaoan had already sneaked out several times, and he was much more familiar with this area than he was.

There are more than 50 households in Damo Township, among which 23 households are surnamed Wang, more than a dozen households are surnamed Hu, and several households are from outside.

The place where Cassia Ming lives now is said to have been built by the ancestors of the Lizheng family. It was inhabited by several hunter families to prevent the beasts from descending from the mountain. At that time, the elders and several hunter families organized the villagers to go hunting together, and the beasts in the mountains gradually moved to the deep mountains. Living in middle school, the number of hunters in Damo Township is decreasing, so these few houses are vacant. They have been repaired several times during the period, and they are still safe.

Except for the Orion Uncle Shi's family who came here a few years ago, now Cen Daonian's family is assigned here, and the foot of the mountain is much more lively than usual.

While Cen Chaoan was chattering, the closed door of another green brick courtyard suddenly opened, and a group of half-sized yellow chickens jumped out, and the little yellow chickens that looked like pompoms spread out to look for food.

Then, a woman in her twenties with a bun in her bun came out with a basket, saw Cen Chaoan at the door, and said with a smile, "So it's Chaoan, no wonder the door is so lively."

The woman's eyes fell on Cen Jueming, and she took a look, "Is this your elder brother Cen Jueming?"

"Hello." Caesar clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

"Oh, you are very polite!" The woman hung the basket on the wall behind the door, turned around and said, "You can just call me Aunt Shi, you two come in and have a seat, this Panshan is rarely so lively, my aunt picked it last year." There are a lot of wild chrysanthemums to make tea for you."

Caesar waved his hands hastily, "No, you're welcome, auntie."

Apart from Cen Daonian and Cen Chaoan, it was the first time for Jueming to talk to an "ancient person". He didn't know where to put his hands and where to look. Aunt Shi saw it, and felt that a half-grown child was at a loss. He looked so funny, he couldn't help laughing, at this moment, a strong man walked out from behind, and gave Aunt Shi a glance, "Why are you so funny?"

This man is Uncle Shi, a brawny man in his early thirties, with a rough face, full of stubble, holding a quiver in his arms, his muscles wrapped in a thin cotton coat, looking full of strength.

Uncle Shi asked Caesar Ming if he was in good health and if the family needed help, and Caesar Ming answered them one by one. Seeing that they were still talking, Cen Chaoan couldn't help tugging at his brother's sleeve, "Brother, I want to go over there to see Duckling."

Jue Ming said goodbye to the two: "Uncle Shi, Aunt Shi, I'll take my brother over there to have a look."

Uncle Shi nodded, "You guys go."

Cen Chao'an took Cassia Ming's hand, and the two of them took a walk along the river, until Cen Daonian stood in front of the door and called them to go home for dinner.

A bowl of multigrain porridge, and a plate of cabbage that looked like it was fished out of clear water.

The difference between this and the food he ate two days ago is not a little bit different. Jue Ming raised his chopsticks and put them back on the bowl.

Seeing that neither of them moved their chopsticks, Cen Daonian couldn't help but teach: "Don't be picky about food."

"Father." Cen Chaoan begged, "Can I ask Aunt Shi to cook for us?"

Father Cen shook his head, "Your gentleman is far away from the kitchen. I have never touched this for my father. It is not easy to make such a good meal. You should stop picking and choosing. Besides, Uncle Shi's family is very busy. .”

Jueming understood, the family saw that Cen's father had just arrived with a sick child, and the neighbors were kind enough to help each other.Now that the patient is cured, there is no reason for others to help.

Besides, the small courtyard of Cen's family is full of men, so we must avoid suspicion.

Cassia picked up the boiled cabbage in clear water, but it only tasted a little salty, and the cabbage was very unpalatable.

Thinking of the hot pot and barbecue in the past, Jueming shed tears of regret.

——I knew that ancient rice was so unpalatable, so I resolutely refused to participate in any traceability plan!

——What about the agreed-upon cooking, stir-frying, and famous dishes of the Song Dynasty? !The books are all lies!

Holding the rice bowl, Jueming ate with difficulty, learned from the pain, thought for a while, and said, "Let me learn how to cook."

Cen Daonian was relieved, "Jade is still here."

Jue Ming said: "I'm not young anymore, leave these trivial matters to me."

After pondering for a while, Father Cen approved Cassia.

Among the three big men, there is always one who can cook.

It was night, and the lights in Damo Township were extinguished one by one. Soon, the whole village was without a gleam of light. The mountain behind held the village in its hands, vaguely like a patron saint. ,

"That child is quite smart, and he understands as soon as he talks about it." Aunt Shi was full of praise for Jue Ming, "That looks so handsome, but it's a pity that his mother died early. It's not easy for Lao Cen to raise two children by himself."

"What's the matter? Seeing someone's decision?" Uncle Shi wrapped the quilt around his shoulders, and tucked the corners of the quilt for Aunt Shi.

Aunt Shi said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Their family came suddenly, and I don't know why." Anyway, it doesn't look like a bad person.

Aunt Shi cooked meals for them for two days because of Uncle Shi's instruction. After all, a neighbor at the foot of Panshan Mountain finally found a neighbor, so it is natural to establish a good relationship.

On the fourth day, Lizheng came to the small courtyard of Cen's family on crutches, and sat in the courtyard with Cen's father to discuss it for a long time. Finally, it was decided that a school would be opened in Damo Township on March [-]rd. Those who were willing to send their children to the school had to ask Cen Daonian After finishing the repair, Li Zheng was in charge of sending people to clean up the several rooms next to the ancestral hall, and set up tables and chairs for the school to use.

After finalizing the decision, the stone that had been hanging in Cen Daonian's heart finally fell to the ground. He only had to wait for the two major events of planting the land in the spring and opening a school.

Lizheng told the people in Damo Township that Cen Daonian was a second-class Jinshi, but because he was weak and didn't want to work hard, he resigned and returned to the farm.

Jueming didn't see where Cen Daonian was "weak", except that his body was not as strong as farmers who worked in the fields all year round, and he walked with the wind, faster than ordinary young men.

The folk customs of Damo Township are simple and honest, and there is no village in ten miles or eight towns that is as blessed as Damo Township, where a master can settle down. He was just finishing talking about opening a school, and before it got dark, someone saw Cen Daonian happily He greeted him and tried every means to trick Cen Daonian into going to his house for a casual meal. His affectionate attitude was like meeting a brother who had been separated for decades.

As for Cassia, squatting at the door of the house, he was thinking about how to improve his life.

Right now, the spring is cold and the ground is freezing, so we can only grow some cold-resistant vegetables. When the weather is warmer, the vegetables will grow once and then they will be replaced.

Caesar rubbed his hands together and walked around behind the house a few times. Although this is the foot of the mountain, it is still some distance away from the big mountain behind. There is a lot of open space in the middle, which also belongs to this small courtyard, but there is no one in the open space. Once something has been planted, it is considered wasteland.

Asking Father Cen for a pen and paper, Jue Ming hid in the house and made some plans. He divided the open space behind into two parts, one part was used for growing vegetables, and the other part was reserved for growing fruit seedlings. The land is enclosed, and a back door is opened in the small courtyard, making it easy to enter and exit.

After finishing the plan, Cen Daonian had a drink with Lizheng, went to the county town to obtain the title deeds of the small courtyard and wasteland, and Jue Ming and Cen Daonian started digging the land as soon as they were free.

After the spring rain, this small village changes every day, and the bare mountains gradually turn green.

Taking advantage of the fine weather, Jueming found a dustpan and a broom, first tied the broom to a bamboo pole, swept the roofs of several houses, and opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

Then I cleaned the walls of the house, the foot of the mountain was dry, there were no other insects in the house except for a few spiders, and the floor of the house was also paved with bluestone. After sweeping, it was much cleaner and brighter.

Originally, the owner of the house left here only a bed and a table in the main room, and Caesar carefully wiped them clean. Father Cen asked Uncle Shi about the carpenter, and after lunch, he went to town to buy a bed.

Jueming and his five-year-old brother pulled out the weeds in the yard, scraped off the moss on the wall with bamboo blades, poured water on it, and brushed it carefully with a brush. The broom sweeps the ground cleanly, and when the sun dries, the whole small courtyard glows with a different kind of vitality.

Cen Chaoan was handing things to his elder brother, sometimes asking him if he was thirsty, and sometimes letting him rest to wipe off his sweat, Jue Ming was very concerned, this younger brother is really caring.

After the two finished cleaning, Cen Daonian also came back. Behind him, the carpenter drove the donkey cart to the foot of the mountain, and the three strong men carried the wooden bed to the courtyard together, and carefully put it into the house.

Inviting people to drink tea in the yard, Father Cen took the opportunity to ask Jueming: "Chao'an is still young, sleep with me first, there are two wing rooms, east and west, which one do you want to live in?"

The East Wing was next to the East Kitchen, and the windows were large, so Jueming chose the East Wing without hesitation.

After the carpenter and his son rested for a while, they went back to bring the table, cabinet, and chairs ordered by Cen's family, and it was now complete.

While it was still early, Father Cen went to town to buy some other things.

Jueming tidied up the house, and carried a small hoe to dig up the wasteland behind the house again. Cen Chaoan squatted behind, picked out the stones in the soil and threw them aside.

At noon, Jue Ming went home first, cooked, and waited for the two to go home for dinner.

Cen Daonian feels that this kind of "seeing the southern mountain leisurely after farming in the north house" is no less than Tao Yuanming's leisurely and comfortable "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence".

When the land was almost turned over, Jue Ming asked Aunt Shi what kind of vegetables to grow in early spring. While the butcher in the village was going to the town, Jue Ming followed Father Cen, boarded the butcher's ox cart, and staggered towards Shantang Town .

This is the first time for Jueming to go out from the village. He crossed the small bridge and walked to the main road. The road is full of compacted loess dirt roads, and there are continuous forests on both sides of the road. nice fields.

Damo Township is not far from Shantang Town, and there are only a few small villages along the way. After a few hours, Butcher Hu parked his ox cart at the intersection of Shantang Town, and showed the way to the Cen family and his son, "Master Cen, go east. , both sides are selling vegetables, and there are other shops.”

Cen Daonian cupped his hands: "Thank you, Brother Hu."

Caesar jumped down from the bullock cart and waved to Butcher Hu, "Thank you, Uncle Hu."

"Hey, why are you being polite." Hu Tuhu scratched his head, "Master, you can call me Hu Tutu, that's what I'll call you."

The three said goodbye, Hu Tuhu drove the ox cart to deliver the meat, and Cen Daonian went shopping with Cassia Ming.

When they went to the grocery store, Jue Ming took out a small notebook and bought a few vegetables according to the list. Cen's father bought some rice noodles and vegetables. The two of them carried the things and sat at the wonton stand at the entrance of the town's alley.

"Two bowls of wontons!" Cen Daonian shouted.

Jueming watched intently as the wonton cooker put the thin-skinned wontons full of stuffing into the boiling water, took out two large porcelain bowls, put seaweed and dried shrimps in them, and poured the boiled broth , After the wontons are cooked, drain the wontons with a colander and put them in a large porcelain bowl.

After ordering two drops of sesame oil, the owner of the wonton stall turned around, holding a large bowl, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"Wontons are good——"

Two bowls of hot wontons were placed on the table.

"Eat quickly, before Chao'an doesn't know." Cen Daonian joked solemnly, Jueming pursed his lips and smiled, picked up the chopsticks, ate the chaotic chaos with a sigh, and drank the wonton soup thoroughly , Cassia put down the chopsticks.

Cen Daonian just finished eating three wontons.

——Is your action too rude?

——Will Cen Daonian see the clue?

Jue Ming sat in front of the square table, looking at Cen Daonian with nervousness in his eyes.

"...I didn't think carefully about my father. I should have brought you something to eat earlier." Cen Daonian had gentle eyes and a slow voice, as if with a kind of magical power, "Would you like another bowl?"

This kind of magic power is a feeling that Caesar never dared to hope for, and it is a father's most sincere and flawless concern for his children.

Jue Ming hurriedly lowered his head, holding back the tears in his eyes, "I'm full."

In a family of four, three of them are busy with scientific research. No one has ever cared about the food problem of eight-year-old Cassia Ming. Since childhood, Cassia Ming took the money given by his father, went to a convenience store outside the community to buy a bunch of snacks, and sat on the sofa. to eat.

Until Cassia was as high as the stove, he began to cook by himself.

Cen Daonian nodded slightly, stopped asking, and quickly ate the wonton with chopsticks, his clothes fluttering, his hands holding the chopsticks were slender and white.

——Since he has replaced Cen Jueming's identity, he will protect his family for him, and hope that Cen Jueming can leave this world with peace of mind.

——I also hope to find the source, even if I don’t go back, I have to bring back the information that the source can travel through time and space back to modern times.

Finding the source, collecting ancient information, and taking care of Cen Jueming's family, these are the three most important things.

Jue Ming made up his mind, and looked at the sky with a pair of eyes, the stars in his eyes twinkled like the vast and boundless universe.

"I'm done." Cen Daonian took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Jueming's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, this old man Cen was too handsome, he was wearing coarse clothes a few days ago and his hair was disheveled, but now that he was tidying up, his demeanor was completely different from that of this mountain villager.

Although he was wearing common clothes, his every move carried the elegance engraved in his bones.

Father Cen raised his hand in front of Cassia and shook: "Cen Jueming? Cassia?"

Jueming came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Father Cen got up, counted out the copper coins to pay for the wontons, and then went to a place selling steamed buns and cakes, and bought a bag of steamed buns.

Carrying their things, the two slowly rushed to the west entrance of Changjie Street in Shantang Town. After waiting for a while, Hu Tu drove over in a bullock cart and picked them up to go back to Damo Township.

Cen's father forced Hu Tutu to stuff half a bag of buns and cooking cakes, and the three of them sat on the bullock cart and headed towards Damo Township in a flash.

Once spring begins, the days pass quickly, and before March [-]rd, the fields have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The crops in the field under the mountain are covered by rapeseed, wheat, and corn. From a distance, the patches of yellow and green are distinct, mixed with wild flowers between the ridges, which looks pleasing to the eye.

The wasteland behind the house was also tidied up, and seasonal vegetables were planted. Cen Daonian slowly loosened the soil with a hoe, while Cen Chaoan was enjoying himself by fluttering butterflies by the fence.

At this moment, Jueming was not in a good mood to appreciate this picture of spring plowing. Holding a hatchet and a quiver on his back, he followed Uncle Shi with difficulty, and slowly walked towards the trap dug on the mountain.

Ever since he learned that Uncle Shi was the most powerful hunter in the desert town, Jueming had the cheek to learn from a teacher.

Uncle Shi saw that Jue Ming got up early every morning to exercise, not like fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, he laughed and said, "You don't need to learn from a teacher, this hunting is a wild way that I, Old Shi, figured out by myself. It doesn't hurt to teach you.After you hunt, come back and let Chaoan teach Xiaohua how to read a few words, don't be like her father, who doesn't know a few big characters, it's embarrassing to speak out!

The five-year-old baby and the youngest daughter don't need to avoid suspicion so much. Uncle Shi said so, in a disguised form, he was helping Cen Daonian take care of Chao'an, so that he could handle school affairs with peace of mind.

What's so difficult about it? Cassia hunts in the morning, urges Cen Chaoan to study in the afternoon, and uses sugar to lure Cen Chaoan to study hard every day.

Then again, Damo Township is located at the foot of Panshan Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, divided into outer mountains, inner mountains, and deep mountains.Generally, hunting is only carried out in the outer mountains, and few people go to the inner mountains, let alone the deep mountains.

The entire Yang County is a plain area, as the saying goes, people rely on mountains to eat mountains and water to drink water. People in Damo Township hunt and fish in their free time when they are not farming. Under Lizheng's management, although the villagers are not very rich, they did not starve to death family.

Uncle Shi had already walked to the side of the trap, and the trap set by the two obviously showed signs of being destroyed. Uncle Shi pushed aside the excess dead branches and leaves and looked down, waving his hand, "It's not bad, two hares."

Caesar hurriedly wrapped the rope around himself, and threw the other end of the rope at Uncle Shi. Uncle Shi caught it. Caesar carefully jumped into the trap, holding two rabbit ears, and threw it. Uncle Shi caught it one by one. The two cooperated tacitly, and quickly tied the two lively hares aside.

Simply tidy up the hole dug by the hare, and restore the trap to its original shape. Cassia climbed on the edge of the trap. Uncle Shi pushed Jue Ming out of the trap with a little force, and marked the side of the trap. After the trap was built, the two continued to move towards Walk in Panshan.

All of a sudden, Uncle Shi held his breath and gestured towards Caesar Ming.

Jue Ming understood it, and immediately stood in place, and the two of them took out the bow behind them and put an arrow on it.

A fat wild boar emerged from the grass, followed by a pair of swarthy black bean eyes. After looking around, it felt that there was no danger, and then pushed the grass on both sides and walked out of the grass, arching its nose on the ground. .

— Wild boar!

This was the first time that Caesar had seen a creature bigger than a hare since he had been hunting with Uncle Shi for so long.

With the bowstring fully drawn, Cassia stared at the wild boar motionlessly, waiting for an opportunity to find the best angle.

The wild boars that have just passed the winter have firm skin and flesh, and because they are easy to run down the mountain and harm the farmland, so hunting does not need to be divided into seasons.Of these two wild boars, one looks to be over a hundred catties, and it should be a young wild boar born after last fall.

Suddenly, there was a grunting sound in the distance. The wild boar raised its head from the grass, looked around, and opened its mouth to hum in response.

—It was another wild boar calling for companions!

Uncle Shi glanced at Jueming, who nodded, and the two parted ways, with Jueming staring at the little wild boar, and Uncle Shi staring at the source of the sound.

The pig called the little wild boar from afar, and the little wild boar answered leisurely, the short tail on its buttocks wagging very happily.

Finally, the appearance of another wild boar was revealed. The wild boar was only a circle bigger than this one, and it was walking slowly covered in mud. From Jue Ming's point of view, it looked like a piece of meat steak that could walk.

The big wild boar was slowly approaching the little wild boar, and suddenly stopped, shaking its ears vigilantly.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Uncle Shi released his full-stringed bow, and shot an arrow at the big wild boar.

On the other side, Cassia's arrows approached the little wild boar. Between the two sides, the big wild boar's eyes were hit by the arrows, and it howled non-stop and rushed towards it indiscriminately.

However, Uncle Shi's second arrow was already ready at the same time as the first arrow was shot, and the wild boar couldn't avoid it, and got an arrow in the other eye, and yelled at the little wild boar while dodging.

Cassia is not as powerful as Uncle Shi, and can only win by numbers. He shoots arrow after arrow at the little wild boar. The distance between the little wild boar and the big wild boar is getting farther and farther. On the edge of a slope, the little wild boar finally has nowhere to hide. He hesitates. Whether to jump or not.

Caesar didn't give it a chance to hesitate, he grabbed the hatchet hanging by his waist and slashed forward, the little wild boar let out a weak groan and fell to the ground.

Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly rushed over to hold down the little wild boar. The little wild boar flopped a few times, gradually lost its strength, and collapsed. Caesar gathered up the scattered arrows and stood there waiting for Uncle Shi to come.

"My boy, you've learned too fast, it's only been a while." Uncle Shi resisted the big wild boar and kept walking, "In two years, your archery skills will definitely be among the best in Panshan."

"To tell you the truth, I secretly get up in the middle of the night to practice." Cen Jueming joked.

"Just you?" Uncle Shi laughed and said, "You who can't get up in the morning, like the reincarnation of a sleepy bug, are you secretly practicing in the middle of the night?"

The two packed up their prey, talking and laughing, startling countless birds in the forest along the way. After turning a few turns, the narrow path suddenly opened up, and a few low houses at the foot of the mountain could be seen in the distance emitting smoke from cooking.

——There are still people waiting there, waiting for me to go home for dinner.

Cen Jueming quickened his pace.