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In fact, Ruan Luo's thoughts at this time were very simple and casual, and he was grateful to Wang Zhe again.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhe not only kept his promise to help him keep the abacus for three years, but also was extremely careful in the process. Now that he is back, he has wasted his thoughts, and the maids he recruited are also related to his strengths.

With this in mind, Ruan Luo lowered his hand and reached into the drawer and fiddled with the abacus at will. The tentacles were slightly cold, but he quickly felt a familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but feel a feeling: I don't know how much that guy has left a few eyes on this.

It's just that this feeling of his can't be resonated with Mo Ye. Mo Ye was still mistaken, and after thinking about it carefully, he said, "If you have a need, I don't mind picking up men's clothing again." ”

After saying that, she laughed dryly, and secretly said in her heart: I'm talking nonsense again, what do you want to pick up? I don't think I've ever worn much women's clothing. However, in retrospect, it seems that it is still more comfortable to wear men's clothes than women's clothes.

Although he had realized that Mo Ye was a little too serious, Ruan Luo still didn't think deeply about it, and didn't continue the topic anymore, only skipped it with a smile.

His attention was roughly fixed on the abacus, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but flick his fingers and began to review a set of basic abacus teachings.

When he traveled to the small country adjacent to the northwest corner of Zhao Kingdom, Nguyen Luo took his first abacus class at the National Business School there, and he practiced this very basic abacus fingering. Although it is an introductory kung fu, this set of fingering is the most practiced course by Ruan Luo when he was a student in the business school, and it also carries many memories of the friends he met at that college.

It's just that I haven't touched the abacus for three years, and as soon as I show my fingers, I can't help but feel a little rusty.

However, as his fingers crisscrossed the smooth abacus, an area of his brain was awakened by this action, and Ruan Luo's fingertips were plucked faster and faster. Mo Ye watched from the sidelines. Gradually, I couldn't help but gasp.

The sound of "crackling" was endless, and it was obviously a flat abacus made of wood, but under the plucking of Ruan Luo's fingers, it made a relatively crisp sound. Although the voice did not have an undulating rhythm and rhyme, it made Mo Ye feel a little excited.

Maybe it was because the voice was plucked out by himself, and the sound was in his ears, and Ruan Luo seemed to be even more excited and intoxicated when he heard it.

A set of introductory abacus fingering was quickly practiced, and although his heart was still enthusiastic, he was very disciplined and did not continue, but picked up the abacus from the drawer. Put the account book down and press the abacus.

He decided to use this good helper who had been separated for three years when he decided to start clearing the accounts tomorrow. At the same time, we also pay attention not to let the abacus that has been worn out be squeezed again.

Closing the drawer, Ruan Luo turned his face sideways to look at Mo Ye, seeing that there was still a look of surprise on her face, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then said gently: "Forget it." I haven't seen this old guy for more than three years, and I can't help but feel a little emotional. ”

Hearing that Ruan Luo called the abacus an 'old man', it was not difficult to feel that he attached great importance to it, and Mo Ye's heart moved slightly.

Mo Ye remembered what Wang Zhe had said before Ruan Luo returned to Beijing. He has been recuperating in Bojun. At this time, when she listened to Ruan Luo's own words, she could probably understand that he had been suffering from this illness for more than three years. This couldn't help but make a question that Mo Ye had long been worried about Ruan Luo in his heart resurface.

Just as she was hesitating whether to ask or not, a soft call from a maid suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting the two of them in their respective train of thought.

Mo Ye turned his eyes to look at where the voice came from, and quickly recognized that the maid was the one he had met in the living room just now, so Mo Ye remembered the look in Ruan Luo's eyes when he refused the maid's help. This made her immediately dismiss the thought in her mind.

"The experience of being sick is not a good thing for anyone. Don't touch other people's moldy heads! Mo Ye thought so in his heart.

Seeing that the maid came to deliver the news of the meal, Ruan Luo restrained the feeling in his heart, picked up steps and followed the maid to the dining room with Mo Ye.

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Bailubo is also known as Bailu Lake, two names, one word difference, but the description is indeed the same place, and it is very appropriate.

Bailupo was originally a wetland overgrown with reeds, and after a little heavy rain, this wetland would accumulate abundant water sources and form a moor, causing the reeds to grow wildly. If people don't go inside and look down at the mountains in the distance, they will probably mistake this area for a large lake.

The new year replaces the old one, and the new reed branches will naturally replace the old ones. In this way, the old reeds rotted in the perennial moist soil layer by layer, causing the soil of this wetland to become more and more fertile, and the color gradually became dark gray.

Seasoned farmers will know what this color of soil means to farming. This kind of soil can be called the black gold of agriculture, but everyone just looks at it, and they can't really start planting seeds on this land.

During the rainy summers, this fertile land is flooded with high levels of water, and in the depths of winter, the water level slowly drops until it dries up. In this area, where spring and winter are mooring, and summer and autumn are lakes, it is a real lake that can neither be developed for farming nor form a stable water storage area.

Later, some farmers found that the fertile mud in the Bozhong could be picked up into the newly opened fields by moving the soil, and the original barren soil could be significantly improved after plowing and turning the soil several times.

The experience spread quickly, and the surrounding farmers followed suit.

Because the season of Bailubo recedes is about winter and spring, and the most critical season for farming is spring, so every spring sowing season, a large number of farmers from all around will come here to dig the soil.

After the demand increased, the white reed was dug into a mess, and gradually there was a destructive development that damaged the normal growth of the reed. If the reeds do not grow, the source of making the soil fertile will naturally disappear.

When this situation developed to the point that almost half of the land was dug into white sand and bare soil, it finally attracted the attention of the imperial court.

However, the power of nature is beyond the reach of mortals, and once some kind of destruction and crack occurs in the natural environment, it is not something that mortals can repair lightly. It's easier to repay than to claim.

The Ministry of Industry has come, but it is not to plant reeds, what can be done and the most effective way to curb this trend is to survey the geography, and then teach the people how to shovel, so as not to destroy the roots of the reeds intertwined in the ground that maintain the natural circulation of Bailupo.

After a period of remediation, Bailubo gradually regained its former vitality. As long as the power of man stops producing destructive effects, the restorative power of nature is also very strong.

In addition, the imperial court also discussed a new measure based on the results of the geological survey of Bailubo, which was to build a mobile horse training farm here.

The reason why it is said to be a mobile horse training farm is that it only opens for two months in early spring and closes after the summer floods.

Almost all of the horses trained in the training places are commercial horses.

Large caravans will raise a large number of horse-drawn trucks, and because of the great loss of horses on the freight route, some horses will inevitably be eliminated and some new horses will be added every year. The main task of this horse training farm is to keep the horses used for this purpose out of order, and how to make the horses used for this trip throughout Kyoto comply with a certain order of trade.

However, even if this horse training farm is not a military war horse, it is not easy for idle people to enter the venue.

But Wang Zhe entered in a grand manner, or entered in a carriage, and his feet never stepped on the ground along the way. It's just that at the guard of the entrance sentry tower, Wang Zhe showed a waist card, but the guard didn't dare to look at it, and his face suddenly became respectful.

Yang Chen's mind still flashed the picture when he had just passed through the customs, the carriage had already passed through the military garrison at the entrance of the horse training farm, and a large part of the scenery of the Bailubo horse training farm could already be seen.

Imagine that in summer, the white reed should have been transformed into a huge shallow lake surrounded by green reeds and young green reeds. As long as there is a gust of wind blowing, there will be a large piece of reed flowers carrying ripe reed seeds to break away from the reeds, and before leaving this place of life to travel, they will whirl and dance on the lake surface before parting with the wind.

The edge of the water bordering the yellowing reeds around the lake also becomes hazy and dreamy.

It is only in the harsh winter months that the white reed reverts to the color of its name.

And now in this late spring and early summer, the water in the Bo gradually began to rise, the withered yellow reeds left by the Bobian last autumn were crushed to the ground by the wind and snow in the winter, at this time has been covered by a new green reed leaf, many reeds began to bud and pull out the ears, the whole Lubo is full of vitality, the white reed of this season should be renamed Green Lupo.

Entering this venue, Yang Chen was deeply affected by this landscape, and he was in a trance for a while, and he forgot to catch the car. And the horse pulling the cart also walked more and more slowly, and a pair of long ears sometimes stood up together, sometimes swaying from side to side, as if listening to something, looking for something.

There is no doubt that the horse has sensed the message of its kind, and if one can compare it to its thinking, the horse should be shocked at this time, because there are so many messages of its own kind in this place, and it is very strange and a little complicated.

At that moment, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from a wide ridge that had been built around the entire Lubo embankment and a racetrack, and about six or seven horses galloped out.

The horses galloped with the wind, kicking off the dust and spreading a little faster, as if they were Pegasi jumping out of the clouds.

Not long after the seven horses ran into Yang Chen's line of sight, a carriage galloping after the horses appeared.

This car is so strange, there is no surrounding plate and roof cover, only a pair of wheels and a floor plate, but on such a board that is pulled by the galloping horse like flying, there is still a person standing steadily.

ps: The setting of the Lubo embankment has another important use, in addition to being used as a horse training track and flood prevention, guess what?