There wasn't even a cloud in the blue sky.

Although the sun has set in the west, the temperature has not dropped at all.

"You've got to hold an umbrella, or you'll get a tan soon."

"Young master, you don't even have an umbrella, what do I look like as a slave and maid?"

"The young master is different from you, the young master is a man, a man is darker and more manly, if you get tanned, how will you marry in the future?"

Chunxiu's already tanned face suddenly turned even redder, "I don't want to marry, I want to serve the young master and grandmother for the rest of my life." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have something to say, tell the young master, no matter who it is, the young master will call the shots for you."

……

Su Mo listened and watched with interest, and now he believed that this young man was really different.

I knew this, so why bother to fight with Bai Yulian.

Returning to the field, Fu Xiaoguan was very happy, he seemed to have returned to the small village in his previous life, back to the era of herding cattle, raising pigs and driving chickens and ducks.

He even began to sing.

Walk on a country road

The old cow who returned at dusk was my companion

The blue sky with the sunset in the chest

Colorful clouds are the garment of the sunset

……

Su Mo and Chunxiu couldn't understand what kind of melody it was, but ...... It's quite nice, Chunxiu looked at the young master walking in front and was full of pride, and Su Mo looked at the young man in front of him and showed a smile for the first time.

There are farmers carrying dung buckets on the edge of the fields, or checking their seedlings, or pouring dung water on their fields.

It's about to bloom, and the rice fields are particularly fertilized at this time.

Wang Er and his son Wang Qiang were also in the field at this moment, and when they raised their heads, they saw the young owner walking on the ridge.

"Why did the young owner come? Get on it. ”

Wang Er and Wang Qiang hurriedly came up from the field, not paying attention to the muddy.

Fu Xiaoguan also saw them and raised his hand to say hello.

Wang Qiang was very excited, he kept telling his father that Shaodong's family seemed to be different from others, and at this moment it confirmed his opinion.

So he waved his straw hat and shouted: "That's the young owner, the young owner has come to see us." ”

The peasants in the nearby fields all straightened up and looked at the young man who was walking in the fields.

Less owner?

That's a noble body!

How could you come to this filthy place to see us mud-legged poles!

"It's really a young owner, I just saw it just now, it's different from others." Zhao Yishan, who spoke, was one of the farmers who went to the Xishan Courtyard.

Everyone suddenly felt strange, and they didn't know what this noble young master was doing in this place with such a big sun.

Wang Er washed his hands at the edge of the field, hesitated with the teapot, and Fu Xiaoguan had already walked in front of him.

"Just look at it, it's actually ......" Fu Xiaoguan wanted to say that he would actually wait for these crops, but he didn't say it, but said: "This growth looks pretty good, but the plants seem to be too dense." ”

Wang Er was stunned, he didn't understand the plant very well, but he understood the meaning.

"If it is a little more sparse, the yield per plant will be a little higher, but if it is calculated as a whole acre, it will be lower."

"Oh, now it's up to your experience."

What he said was now, Wang Er didn't pay attention to the word, he pointed to this field and said: "This year's year is the best, I estimate that this acre of land can produce 10% more than in previous years." ”

Fu Xiaoguan sat down on the edge of the field, Chunxiu was startled, Su Mo was stunned, and Wang Er and Wang Qiang felt even more incredible.

"How many fields do you plant?"

Wang Er and Wang Qiang also sat on the ridge, and Wang Er replied: "My family has planted a total of 32 acres of land and 8 acres of land. My family has four laborers, my mother-in-law is also a good hand at farming, and my second son, a few days ago the stonemason Feng Laosi in the town said that he led the young owner of your errand to find a group of people into the mountain, I thought that now is not too busy, so let the second son go, give twenty yuan a day, this money is cost-effective, all thanks to the young owner of your blessing. ”

Fu Xiaoguan smiled and asked again, "How is the output of these fields in a year?" How many end up at home? ”

Wang Er thought about it and was about to put the cup down, but Fu Xiaoguan took it, and then took a big sip, and there was no abnormality on his face.

Wang Er paused again, pondered for a moment, and said: "This year's wheat harvest is also okay, and one mu of land is about one hundred and forty catties. As for grains, last year's harvest was about 2200 per acre, and this year I estimate it to be 26 to 288. ”

Fu Xiaoguan took another sip of the cup and calculated in his heart.

The father said that the tenants were divided into two percent, and the two families of Wang collected a total of 1,400 catties of wheat, and these two achievements were 280 catties.

According to last year's rice harvest, Wang Er's family harvested a total of 7,000 catties of rice, and the two achievements were 1,400 catties. In this way, it is enough to eat.

"How much do you sell?"

"The wheat is basically kept, and most of the rice has to be sold - after all, some money must be saved, and the two sons have reached the age of marrying wives, and the house will be built again, first for the eldest son, and the eldest son has already said that the woman of the Zhang family in the east of the village will get married at the end of this year. Then save money, the youngest son is also sixteen, and he will have to tell him a family affair in two years. ”

These words were a little heavy in Fu Xiaoguan's ears, but he still asked in great detail.

"Is there enough food left?"

"My mother-in-law is very good at running a house, opening up a little wasteland, planting some sorghum pumpkins and radishes in the season, and raising two pigs and some chickens and ducks, life is much better than before, this is thanks to the blessing of the owner and the young owner, and there is a hope for this day."

Su Mo looked at the back of the young man and the peasant in the sunset, with this pastoral as a cloth, it was a wonderful picture, the young man in the picture scroll was not abrupt, but very harmonious, he really integrated into the painting, no different from the old farmer beside him.

Then the two talked about some farm things, Fu Xiaoguan listened to it with relish, and left a sentence when saying goodbye, saying that when Wang Qiang married his daughter-in-law, he told him that if he was not in Xishan Courtyard, let Steward Zhang send a message.

Of course Wang Qiang was very happy, but Wang Er felt that as a young owner, it was unlikely that he would come to participate in his son's marriage.

The young owner is a person who does big things, and people may not take this little thing to heart about his own family.

Getting up and patting the dirt on his buttocks, Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er's father and son said goodbye, and also waved their hands to say goodbye to the farmers in the field, and walked towards the courtyard.

The setting sun hung on the western mountains, dragging his shadow for a long, long time.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't speak again all the way back, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he lay on a lounge chair and looked at the still blue sky, but still didn't speak.

Chunxiu was a little worried, handed over the tea, and asked, "Young Master has something to worry about?" ”

Fu Xiaoguan took the tea and shook his head, and said, "Actually, I can do more for them......

Su Mo looked at Fu Xiaoguan, and then heard Fu Xiaoguan say again: "To increase their harvest, we must liberate them from the fields. This involved a series of projects that followed - I wanted to play around, ......! ”

A sigh.