After understanding the other party's intention, Feng Yong smiled and waved his hand again and again: "The elder is thinking too much, although this thing is more delicious than steamed cakes, but it can only be made after the wheat is husked and ground into flour." If the garrison is there, it can be used as food, but if it is a march, it is absolutely impossible. ”

The visitor was immediately disappointed, thinking that he had inspected the counties and counties in the Quartet this time, first, to visit the relics of various places and raise talents for the country, second, to watch the summer grain harvest in preparation for famine, and third, to prevent someone from taking advantage of the turmoil to make trouble.

Now it seems that most of the famous Magi in this place can only talk loudly, but there is no plan in their hearts, which is really disappointing, this Yizhou is a closed place, and there are many fewer Magi than the Central Plains and Jiangdong. However, this year's summer grain is ripe, and the people have no worries about hunger, which makes people feel a lot more relieved. Otherwise, the first emperor has just died, which has led to turmoil in all directions, if the grain harvest is bad again, I am afraid that Shu will be in danger.

"Sit down, little brother, and I'll ask a few questions first. Dare to ask how much fertile land there is at home? Ploughing Cattle Geometry? How was this year's harvest? Although the person who came looked noble, he looked easy-going, and he sat on the ground without hesitation, beckoned Feng Yong to sit down opposite him, and asked softly.

Feng Yong glanced at the other party and thought to himself, could it be that this is the ancient version of officials going to the countryside to visit the people? Not bad, at least there is no response from the afterlife, and there is only one car and one servant.

"If you go back to the elderly, your family has 300 acres of dry land, 200 acres of paddy fields, and two oxen. What about this year's harvest......" Feng Yong was a little embarrassed and smiled, "I really don't dare to hide it, the kid is really not familiar with the matter of the fields." ”

"Tsk!" The visitor glanced at Feng Yong with dissatisfaction, and reprimanded, "Farming, the foundation of a family, the foundation of a country, as the head of a family, you should not be so careless!" Seeing that you are still young, you want to come to this grange is the legacy of your father's generation, and you are so uncherished, is it worthy of your ancestors? ”

Oops! The style of painting has changed so fast! Where the hell did you come from? Such a big breath? Do I know you well? Why teach me a lesson?

Feng Yong looked confused, were all officials so awesome in ancient times? If you can't get used to it, you can teach others in public?

But he didn't know that he himself was a turtle at all, and he didn't understand the importance of the ancient officials to persuade the class to teach the nongsang, and the word "persuasion" was followed by the word "class", which means that if you don't listen to the persuasion, then don't blame me for being unkind!

"Yes, yes, boy, ashamed." Feng Yong bowed his head and admitted his mistake, there was no way, there were no human rights in ancient times, although he didn't know why this official could teach him so confidently, but he also knew the reason why the people didn't fight with the officials.

"I can't say I know this place well, but I've been there five or six times. I've never heard of a grange with the surname Feng before. When did you come here to buy land? After preaching, the person suddenly changed his mouth and asked, and at the same time looked at Feng Yong suspiciously, isn't this person from a big family? That's why you put a piece of farmland for him to toss?

It's really a check account! Lao Tzu's land was rewarded by the emperor, and his origin was above board. Looking at the other party's expression of suspicion that his bully had forcibly occupied the land, Feng Yong was angry, don't be embarrassed! Seeing that you are an official, and you are older than me, I let you, if you are like this, I will not be able to chat with you properly!

"The elder is wrong! This grange was not purchased by the boy, but by the first emperor. My father accompanied the emperor to conquer Eastern Wu and died with General Fu. The first emperor had mercy and gave these 500 acres of land. ”

The people who came were shocked and blurted out: "It's the Feng madman whose family is ruined?" ”

How do you talk about that? You have the audacity to say it again! Which bastard buttoned Lao Tzu with the hat of this madman?!

Were ancient officials so boring? The family affairs of a small deputy general, even if it is stabbed to the emperor's old son, there are still people who give their sons nicknames and make the whole dynasty know what's going on? Could it be that it was so boring because there was too little entertainment in ancient times?

Seeing Feng Yong's face change greatly, the other party knew that he had lost his words, and hurriedly apologized again and again: "It turned out to be a martyr, rude and rude!" In a hurry, I lost my words, and I blamed it by mistake! ”

Feng Yong snorted coldly, and took the opportunity to change kneeling to cross-sitting, (in fact, he was not used to kneeling, and his kneeling hurt his legs) pointed to the field not far away and said: "The noble man asked about the acres of land, and the kid was not talented, so he talked about the things about the acres." I heard that the villagers said that the wheat was ripe this year, and the yield per mu was two and a half stones, and everyone was happy. In the eyes of the boy, it is not something to be happy about. The ancients slash and burn farming, one mu of grain is only one stone, today people fire plough water rake, one mu of grain two and a half stones, among which more grain harvesters, one is to remove weeds and try their best to protect grain seedlings, the other is to choose more full grain seeds when planting......"

The test field has a yield of 2,000 catties per mu? In later generations, it was a farmer, and the uncle usually farmed the land, and he was embarrassed to go out and say hello to people. Now that one mu has only collected more than 300 catties, I am so happy that I can't look like it, turtles! What a turtle!

Pointing to the country, passionate words, foaming at the mouth, talking a lot, a little dry mouth, turning his head to see, this guy surnamed Ma looked stunned, and his heart was satisfied, hum! Scared, right? Frightened by Lao Tzu's erudition, right?

The other party reluctantly put on a smiling face and arched his hand: "Xiao Lang's ideas are wonderful, and it is amazing to be able to think of what others can't think." However, now that you are recovering from a serious illness, it is better to rest and recuperate carefully. This summer is coming, you should pay more attention to the heatstroke, and don't let the scorching sun ......"

It seems that he was really frightened by himself, hum, the ancients just didn't know anything!

Feng Yong pointed to the guide and said: "Although this year is a ripe year, but it is impossible to say that it is worry-free, and now that the first emperor has died, Shuzhong is only afraid that it will be troublesome!" Don't say anything else, let's just say that the land of Nanzhong, there has been a heart of disobedience for a long time, and the land of Jingzhou in Dongwu will be peeked into Shuzhong, if the two collude, Nanzhong is only afraid that it will be chaotic......"

"Okay, good ......" The face of the person who came had turned pale, his eyes inexplicably showed pity, and he raised his hand perfunctorily, "Lang Jun is really talented!" Today, I have to hear your words, it is really like drinking sweet springs with thirst for a long time. It's just that there are still important things today, but I'm afraid that I can't talk to Lang Jun more, and I will come to listen to you again when I have time! ”

I saw that the other party hurriedly saluted, got up and left in a hurry.

It's not interesting, Feng Yong smashed his mouth, and thought about it, this guy's eyes before he left seemed to be, with pity? Right? That's right? What does it mean to be curious, to be able to think of what others can't? It's not going to be a turn around and scolding us for being insane, right? Feng Yong finally came back to his senses.

Hey, don't go, explain it to me! The heart of this official is bad, and he turns around and scolds people.

"How, my lord?" The waiter watched the master come in a hurry, and his face was unlucky and urged to catch the car, and his heart was very strange.

After the car was back on the road, the lord sighed, "I thought I was a virtuous talent, but I didn't expect to meet a crazy talent!" ”

After the official surnamed Ma, who was inexplicably like a nervous disorder, left, Feng Yong fished for a while to see that the sun was already in the west, and the peasants in the field began to pack up the cut wheat and sort it into a stomp.

He picked up the fish basket immersed in the water, looked at today's results, and nodded with satisfaction, the ancient times without pollution are good, look at this wildness, compared to the fish that are specially cultivated for others I don't know how many times better. In my previous life, I went to a place dedicated to fishing, but the fish was stupid, and the taste was very poor, and there was no fun in fishing at all.

The Feng family's house is the center of Zhuangzi, and five hundred acres of land sounds like a lot, but in fact, it is nothing at all in this era. Among them, 200 acres are paddy fields, which can be planted with wheat in staggered seasons, and dry fields are corn and wheat and wheat, and corn can be staggered in season, so renting land for the Feng family is actually a few households.

At this time, the cultivation is too extensive, basically when it is just planted, worry about choosing a grain seed, and then use the ox to turn over the land after the conditional fire, and then take a farm tool to turn it over manually, and finally sow the seeds, and then rarely manage, and there is no pressure for a family to cultivate a hundred acres of land.

How much grain can be harvested with this way of farming? Therefore, this year's wheat is considered a ripe year for one acre and two and a half stones, and everyone is grateful to God.

Feng Yong felt that if he were God, he might not even give a stone. Feng Yong had been living in the countryside before going out to study in his previous life, and he remembered that when he was a child, his family was less than ten acres of land, and the family was so busy all year round that he couldn't wait. Why? Without him, he will work the four-character ear.

Looking at the ragged Zhuang households surrounding the open space of the Zhuangzi, holding steamed buns in their hands, and gobbling up the boiled corn, that is, millet porridge, Feng Yong, who grew up under the red flag since he was a child, suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, MMP, let's go!