Mu Fushu knew that San Lang was not so gentle on the surface, he was really afraid that he was a little inferior in his heart, because his eye color was different from ordinary people. Although Mu Fushu didn't go out much, he vaguely knew that the people in Linjia Village still had some opinions about San Lang. Because he is not a pure Central Plains person. The villagers have little knowledge, and they all think that the Turks are blue-eyed, and Saburo has Turkic blood, and the Turks always fight with us, so Saburo is a little angry. Although Yang Weng is the only doctor in Linjia Village and is literate and hyphenated, San Lang also came here at a young age, and he is also good-looking, and he is polite when he sees people, and everyone will not treat him well on the surface, but there is still resistance in private, only the village chief's family and almost kind people have a good face towards him, and other people's children do not play with him.

San Lang was silent, Mu Fushu thought that he had been wronged outside again, and he felt a little distressed.

My little aunt was always bullied when she was a child, and she, as a niece, would give her a head. Mu Fushu has a good family background, good grades, and is very pleasing to the teacher. The little aunt is in the same school as her, although she graduated early, but the legend still exists, Mu Fushu makes a phone call, and the classmates who bully the little aunt will be unlucky. Therefore, Mu Fushu is still spoiled for the child, but unfortunately the little aunt broke her heart in the end, I hope that Mr. Artist is sincere to her, and no one will stand up for her anymore.

Mu Fushu stepped forward to touch Saburo's head to appease him, but he was very sad to find that he only reached Saburo's chest. It's not fun for boys to grow up......

San Lang's eyes were dark, and the focus of the collapse turned to Mu Fushu, and he took a big step back in fright, blushing to the root of his ears, and lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.

Mu Fushu was even more sure that San Lang had been wronged. Well, the child has been wronged, and the adult coaxes the delicious food to be fine, right? Is that so? pulled San Lang and said crisply: "Brother San Lang, don't be sad, I'll make you delicious egg custard." ”

San Lang couldn't cry or laugh, and followed Mu Fushu to the kitchen to help.

Mu Fushu stewed not ordinary egg custard, but double skin milk. Although the milk of the dairy sheep has a stronger smell than the milk, fortunately, Mu Fushu has a way to use ginger to remove the taste. Soon, two bowls of snow-white double-skin milk were stewed, one bowl was given to San Lang, and one bowl was given to Ah Zhu.

Saburo doesn't really like sweets. But the eldest lady stewed it for him with her own hands, so she had to give face. So what Mu Fushu saw was that San Lang "forced a smile and smiled" after eating the double skin milk, she was even more distressed, and she was ruthless and must give San Lang a good thing.

With the quyuan plow, it is much easier to plough the fields, and the 200 acres of land can be completed in more than 10 days.

Yang Weng didn't seem to eat the fireworks of the world, and after learning that Mu Zhongjun had designed a Quyuan plow, he actually built a plow and they did more to sell. When Mu Fushu learned the news, a small workshop had already opened in his family, which was in the original old house. The house that fell down was all demolished, the yard was very empty after repair, and the two rooms were made warehouses.

Mu Fushu sincerely admired the ancients' keen sense of business, and it was good to be such, but no one imitated it! Later, Mu Fushu learned that Emperor Yang of Sui had a law, and new inventions had patents, as long as they were registered in the Yamen, others were not allowed to imitate them. Well, it seems that the predecessors of the crossing have suffered the loss of the cottage!

Mu Zhongjun registered the Quyuan plough at the signal of Yang Weng, Mengyang County Ling is a good official, the invention of the Quyuan plough is beneficial to farming, and the entire Mengyang County is lined up to buy the Quyuan plough with the support of one force. The father and son of the Yu family were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and Yang Weng bought a few people with carpenter skills to help them at home, and the empty yard was ready to build a new house.

Mu Fushu deeply felt that he was useless as a business wizard, and Yang Weng was too easy to use. If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were too weird, Mu Fushu would have wanted to talk to him!

After the land was cultivated, Mu Fushu proposed top dressing.

Layers upon layers of rotting leaves have been piled up on the back hills, and these are excellent fertilizers. Mu Zhongjun was sold since he was a child, and it was also what Old Man Mu said about farming. He didn't know how the eldest lady knew what "top dressing" was, but recently he and the Lin family were accustomed to the eldest mother's intelligence, and they were also accustomed to obeying the eldest mother's orders, so they led someone to drive the ox cart up the mountain without saying a word to Yang Weng.

The 200 acres of land are all newly opened wasteland, and if you plant crops directly, you will basically not be able to harvest anything. So fertilization is a must.

The 200 acres of land fertilizer was quickly applied, and there was still a lot of manure on the rotting leaves on the mountain. Based on the kindness of the village chief and Siniang's family when they first came, Mu Fushu asked Mu Zhongjun to reveal the matter of the fat accumulation to the two families, and it was none of her business whether they listened or not.

I haven't thought about what to plant on the 200 acres of land, because it is newly cultivated land, and it is not suitable for growing rice. Mu Fushu thought of the seeds in his space and the rice that he had harvested and piled up casually in the open space without knowing how many stubbles, and he also felt that there was no future in planting rice.

Mu Zhongjun is worried about what to plant. At this time, the grain was still very simple, rice, wheat, sorghum and soybeans, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc., were completely gone, and there were few types of vegetables, which made Mu Fushu, who pursued exquisite food, unbearable.

With the passage of time, her feelings for the Mu family and Yang Weng Saburo gradually deepened, Mu Fushu, who had no relatives to love since childhood, did not understand feelings, and only had some care for her little aunt, but this was also exhausted after the little aunt pointed at her and scolded her for being cold-blooded and ruthless and not understanding love. But after staying here for a long time, she seems to feel more and more that it is not good for her to hide in the space and eat, and she can't say what is wrong, anyway, eating alone will make her feel distressed and guilty.

Mu Fushu made an excuse and prepared to go up the mountain.

Now Yang Weng still teaches the three of them, and Zhou Yu and Meng Tao study with San Lang and Ah Zhu. The twins of the Yu family also followed Mu Fushu as maids. Now the Mu family can be regarded as a small landlord, and it is also necessary to use people.

The Lin family and the old Lin family have both been in big families, and they don't think there's anything wrong with using people, let alone San Lang and Yang Weng. The house is small, otherwise I have to buy some people to use it back. Yang Weng was used to being chic and uninhibited, and he didn't feel like being under the fence at all, Mu Zhongjun and the Lin family were also convinced of him, except for the eldest mother, they listened to Yang Weng.

Mu Zhongjun and Yang Weng Saburo took Mu Fushu up the mountain together, along with the Meng family's father and son. The family farms and hunts in the mountains in their spare time.

Mu Fushu wore a short gown and trousers made by Lin, his wrists and trousers were tied tightly with ropes, and he also wore leather boots designed by Mu Fushu on his feet. Mu Fushu brought a short bow, she was small and had little strength, and the big bow couldn't be opened, which was specially created for her by Yu's father and son. Most of the current hunters hunt with traps and bows and arrows, Mu Fushu asked Mu Zhongjun, there are no crossbows here!

Zhuge Liang invented the Zhuge Repeater with ten rounds, more than two hundred years earlier than the Sui Dynasty, why not now? Is it lost? Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty who crossed through fought so ruthlessly, why didn't he invent advanced weapons, this is not scientific!

Yang Weng is now in good health, the wound on his back has never hurt again, and the wound that was as thick as an earthworm is no longer crimson and hideous, and the color has turned pale pink. He used to be good at work, and during this time, he exercised every day, and he also recovered his strength. Anyway, he is a young man under thirty, who has been a patient for eight or nine years, and has long wanted to come out to relieve his muscles and bones. Mu Zhongjun said that he wanted to go up the mountain, and he also took a soft sword and came to Xingxing.

San Lang followed behind Yang Weng and Mu Zhongjun, intentionally or unintentionally walking side by side with Mu Fushu. He often went up the mountain to dig traps to catch small prey, and sometimes he could shoot hares and the like, but it was only limited to the halfway up the mountain, and he did not dare to enter the depths. Although the mountain is not high, the forest is very dense, and there have been cases of tigers biting hunters before, so ordinary people will not go to the mountains.

The group walked very fast, and gradually there was no road ahead, and it was all dense forest and waist-high shrubs. Sunlight filtered through the tall treetops, and the ground was interspersed with patches of dappled light.

Mu Zhongjun had never entered the mountains, so he didn't know how to go down. The father and son of the Meng family are experienced, and after observing the rear, they turned their heads and said in one direction: "Lang Jun, let's go this way." ”

Mu Zhongjun and Yang Weng had no objections. The father and son of the Meng family were exploring the road in front while chopping the bushes and weeds in front of them with machetes, and the people behind were better to go.

Mu Zhongjun was worried that Mu Fu couldn't keep up with her at first, and wanted to carry her, but he didn't expect to go all the way down, and he didn't pull down a single step. He felt that the eldest lady's body should be very good, and she used to be so sick and crooked because she couldn't eat well in the Mu family.

Mu Fushu was not afraid of this wood. In modern times, she has been to the wild jungle where no one dares to go to explore the danger, although she brought a lot of bodyguards and did not encounter any danger along the way, but she knew it in her heart. The dangers of this hill and the wild jungle are completely incomparable.

Along the way, I shot some pheasants, rabbits, and a stag. Deer antler velvet and deer whip are good things, and the Meng family father and son are very excited. Deer live in groups, and if there is a herd, you can often go up the mountain when you have nothing to do, and you may even be able to run into it!

Because I brought a deer, I had some difficulty moving. Mu Zhongjun walked back. Although Yang Weng only beat two hares, he was not yet enjoyable, but after all, he was an adult, and he could control himself, and he also agreed to go down the mountain.

San Lang has no opinion, the three sons of the Meng family are a little unsatisfied, but the main family can only obey what they say, only Mu Fushu is unwilling to go back, how can she return in vain if her purpose of going up the mountain has not been achieved?