Huang Yueying looked at the sluggish boy in front of her angrily, and almost couldn't control her hand from twisting his ear.

What a good growing millet! Why was it planted by this bastard kid in front of you? Looking at him like that, he didn't put this land at ease, right? What if you let the old farmer who has worked hard to grow the crops know? There is really no heavenly reason!

Taking a deep breath, Huang Yueying turned to Guan Ji and said, "You go back to the house immediately, take the line, I will measure this piece of land once." Then he said to Feng Yong, "After this land is harvested, you are not allowed to move after taking off the grains!" I'm going to weigh them all. ”

Guan Ji said yes, turned around and walked to the horse next to the ox cart, then turned over and got on the horse, the toned and slender legs were lightly clamped, the horse neighed, raised its four hooves, galloped away, and the whole process went smoothly. The people are beautiful, and the riding skills are also beautiful......

"What are you looking at, stinky boy?"

The back of the head was patted, and only a reprimand was heard: "Did you hear what I said just now?" ”

"I heard it, I heard it!" Feng Yong covered the back of his head and shouted repeatedly, "I promise not to move one by one." It's just that Madam, this land was originally intended to be planted for next year's grain, you see......"

"Rest assured. It will not touch your grain. When Huang Yueying heard this, she nodded approvingly, "I just want to know how much grain you can harvest per mu." What you said just now is what farming looks like, and choosing a good grain seed for farming is more important than anything else. ”

Not necessarily.

Feng Yong lowered his head, not letting Huang Yueying see his disapproving expression, and secretly pouted, the management after planting is as important, otherwise how do you think my land grew like this?

How do you know that Zhang Xing, who was holding Huang Yueying's thigh, had been staring at him curiously and unspeakably, and now he saw all his expressions in his eyes. At this time, he suddenly pointed at Feng Yong and said crisply: "Uncle, Feng Langjun is not listening to you. I saw it, he looked like this just now, oh, that's it......" He said and raised his head to learn Feng Yong's appearance.

This little spy!

Looking up, Huang Yueying did not reprimand unusually, but glanced at Feng Yong thoughtfully, as if she had thought of something: "Look at what you mean, it seems that you have another opinion?" Am I not right? ”

Feng Yong hurriedly lowered his head again and made a very respectful look: "How could it be wrong?" Farming, grain is the first priority. Without good grains, how can good seedlings grow? ”

"Say less useless words." Huang Yueying's tone changed suddenly, and her finger tapped Feng Yong's forehead, "Don't think I don't know, you're just a little slippery." Tell me, how did you grow this millet? I've also heard that this land was originally used to be a lower field, but now it grows better millet than the upper field, and the farming skills of your master are really different. ”

There are five elements of plant growth: light, temperature, humidity, air, and soil. How should I explain this to you?

Feng Yong thought for a while and said, "If you want to grow good food, it is actually nothing more than the right time and place. The time is not manpower, but the location can be changed by manpower. ”

Huang Yueying's eyes lit up: "This is fresh!" But when I think about it, I think it's quite appropriate. The time of heaven is nothing more than spring flowers and autumn fruits, summer and winter hiding, this heavenly arrangement, all things obey, it is indeed not human can do it. What does the location say? ”

Hehe, still arranged by God? You don't know that 2,000 years later, there is something called out-of-season fruits and vegetables.

After thinking about it, forget it, talking too much will only make trouble for yourself. immediately followed Huang Yueying's words: "The boy's master believes that if you want to change all things, you must first understand all things, and you must know their roots, so that you can get what you need, and the same is true for farming. how to improve the tools of farming to make them better for farming; Study the difference between Ueda and Shimoda, and find its roots, in order to make Shimoda Ueda; More meticulously, it is to study how the crops should be planted, how wide and narrow the gaps are, and so on, which is the advantage of manpower. ”

Huang Yueying exclaimed: "Everyone in the world thinks that literacy and reading are learning. But I didn't expect that your teacher is really doing learning, and it is really admirable to be so truth-seeking. ”

Feng Yong smiled: "The kid hereby thanked Madame for her praise to the master. ”

"I'm just telling the truth." Huang Yueying looked up at the sun in the sky, took out a handkerchief to help Zhang Xing wipe the fine beads of sweat on her face, and then took her little hand and said as she walked, "Before the prime minister met the first emperor, I also worked in the fields with the prime minister. But I never thought that there would be such knowledge in this field. ”

Feng Yong followed behind, saw that Huang Yueying in front of him didn't pay attention, pulled a few dog's tail grass from the side of the road, and thought hard about how he used dog's tail grass to fold a puppy when he was a child.

"Everything in the world is knowledge," Feng Yong said casually, "even if ......"

"Well said!"

Huang Yueying turned her head suddenly, so frightened that Feng Yong immediately threw out the half-folded dog tail grass in his hand, and even forgot what the next sentence he was going to say was.

Who said that? You're one of your mentors again? ”

"yes!" Feng Yong said with certainty, "One of my masters said that. ”

The few people finally walked back to the shade of the willow tree, and Feng Yong looked at the grass and wanted to lie back again. But after looking at Huang Yueying, who maintained the usual demeanor of the prime minister's wife, she had to give up this idea regrettably.

"Since your master taught you to understand the world, why don't you know the truth?"

Where did I not understand what I said?

"Boy, I don't know what Madame means?"

Huang Yueying's phoenix eyes swept over him, took out a piece of silk paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Feng Yong: "Since you have decided to pass on the art of farming to the world, why do you pass on half of it and keep half of it?" Do you have to make others unable to guess the answer to the riddle before you appear to be detached from the disciples of the world's masters? ”

What do you mean?

Feng Yong opened the silk paper in confusion, only to see that there were many parts of different sizes painted on it, and there was something at the bottom that resembled a eight-ox plow.

"What is this?" Feng Yong looked at the other side, "How is it a bit like the eight-ox plow I dedicated to the prime minister?" ”

"What is it like? This is the eight-ox plow! Huang Yueying's face was slightly embarrassed, and she angrily snatched down the silk paper, "If you really have the heart to offer this eight-oxen plow, why don't you draw it more carefully?" Why don't you draw this thing in detail? I've been tossing around the prisoners and the eunuchs for so long, and I can't make them according to the drawings you draw. In the end, the prime minister showed it to me, and it gave me a headache these days. What's the world's insight? Is this your insight into the world? ”

Ah, miscalculated!

Feng Yong scratched his head, this thing was originally related to his college graduation thesis, so he had a general understanding. It's basically about remembering a rough structure, but if you really want him to draw all the details, he's just as blind.