"Uh..."

Jin Gu was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, and asked. "Childe, what does this mean?"

"Ahem, it's nothing, aren't you looking for a storytelling field, look at how I am, there is a constant flow of people all day long, and there is no shortage of silver for those who come here to eat."

"This..."

Jin Gu was a little hesitant, there is such a large flow of people here every day, there must be no shortage of people listening to books, but after all, this is a place to eat, I am afraid that there are not so many people to see.

Seeing that Jin Gu was a little moved, Qin Han smiled and said. "Uncle Jin, tell me a story, we have a restaurant to tell you a story."

Jin Gu's face changed, and he was kicked out because the books he said were too old-fashioned, and there were only a few stories coming and going, and the guests were tired of hearing them for a long time.

"But Childe, where does this story say that there is, and there are too many repetitions, and the officials will get bored."

Qin Han waved his hand and said. "Don't worry about the story, if you say it, you will definitely have it. I just don't know what the hell you think? ”

Hearing Qin Han's assurance again, Jin Gu clenched his fists, anyway, there is nowhere to go, and it is not necessary to change the venue, it is better to give it a try here, and it should be repaid for the kindness of others, if the market is not good, it is a big deal to leave.

"Then thank you Gongzi for taking me in, the little old man is very grateful."

Jin Gu is willing to stay, and the restaurant can be regarded as another means to attract customers. It is really not difficult for Qin Han to come up with a story for Uncle Jin, the novels, TV series, movies and so on that are enough for him to read, what is really rare is that he has to recall, sort out, and write it out, this is not an easy errand.

……

In Anping in mid-June, the weather was already so hot that people sweated, and there was not a single cloud in the sky except the sun.

In the fields, the occasional wind did not bring coolness, but set off a wave of heat. The soldiers had to take off their clothes again and go bare-chested.

Next to the paddy field by the river, Qin Han had already changed into a linen cloth and stood on the ground with Zhou Cripple.

Zhou Cripple looked at the sack of rice seeds that Qin Han brought, and a black line furrowed on his brows, he thought he was following the right person in the morning, but this afternoon was a disappointment. These hundred households look white and clean, and they really don't touch the spring water with their hands, and they have never planted the land.

"My lord, this, according to the weather, May is a good time to plant rice seedlings, but we are a little north of Anping, and June can't be said to be too late, but this rice is planted, and when it becomes a seedling, it will be almost winter, and I am afraid that this rice will be frozen and spoil the harvest."

Hearing Zhou Cripple say this, Qin Han scratched his head, he really didn't know that planting rice was so troublesome, which delayed the best season for planting rice.

"Is it a big impact?"

"It's hard to say, if this winter is warmer, it's not impossible to survive."

Warmer? Qin Han seemed to have heard something terrible.

"Just a little warmer is a problem?"

"Back to my lord, this villain is still somewhat sure."

Zhou Cripple's words made Qin Han know in his heart, patted him on the shoulder, and said.

"That's fine, you can rest assured to plant, if you don't have enough manpower, go to the field and call someone, just say it's my order, as for the problem of the cold in winter, just leave it to me."

Just if the temperature is regulated, Qin Han is still very sure, he can't build a greenhouse or a greenhouse, and there is no problem with controlling the temperature.

Hearing Qin Han's assurance, although Zhou Cripple didn't believe it very much, he didn't get entangled, he was an official, just listen to orders.

Zhou Cripple opened the sack containing rice seeds, grabbed a handful, knocked it up, and said in some surprise. "My lord, this rice seed is a little different from what the villain has ever seen."

Qin Han knew this in later generations that hybrid rice and conventional rice are not tight, and in terms of taste and taste, hybrid rice is worse than conventional rice.

"Of course it's different, this one is different from other rice, and when you grow it, you'll know what's different about it."

Zhou Cripple scratched his head, a little puzzled. "Yes, sir."

Qin Han looked at Zhou Cripple's disbelieving appearance and smiled, hoping that when the rice ears up, you would still be as calm as now. I don't dare to say anything else, I can eat enough now and talk to you about this, but it's all because of that god-like man.

……

Tuntian made Qin Han's life completely regular, and he lived every day or in Chu Mansion, Restaurant, and Liangshan. As soon as life is regular, time flies, and it has reached the beginning of July.

Today's Liangshan is different from half a month ago. In front of the road that originally led to Liangshan, a huge memorial arch was erected, and the plaque was engraved with five big characters of the 100 households in Liangshan.

The flat land on the edge of the fields was also reclaimed, and a row of tiled houses were built for the soldiers to live in.

When Tuntian, the Jin Emperor transferred a group of soldiers over, and there were military households with them, and the Liangshan Hundred Households Office also became a veritable Hundred Households. Some of the idle fields were also leased to the new tenants at a tenancy of one-and-a-half.

In order to take care of the crops conveniently, many tenants built thatched huts not far from where the soldiers lived, and the originally sparsely populated Yangshan became much more popular.

What made Qin Han happiest was that the sweet potatoes in the yard had grown finger-long potato seedlings, and when the potato seedlings grew up, they could be pulled out and used for farming.

These potato seedlings can be regarded as Qin Han's baby bumps, and whether they can make life more chic depends on it. If it didn't fight and Emperor Jin felt that he had deceived him, Qin Han would have to take Chu Luoning to buy a station ticket overnight and escape.

July has officially entered the summer, the weather is starting to get hotter and hotter, people can walk on the street can get their backs wet, and even the business of the restaurant has affected a lot.

However, since Jin Gubo began to tell stories in a restaurant, it has attracted a lot of customers. The Fan Building on the opposite side is becoming more and more depressed, and even many of the original distinguished guests have become frequent visitors to the private rooms of a restaurant.

A few days ago, Uncle Jin also looked for Qin Han, and after half a month, Uncle Jin had already said about the few remaining fresh manuscripts, and if there were no new ones, he would repeat what he had said. Fortunately, Qin Han has taken advantage of the evening time to sort out several pages of the Legend of the Condor Heroes these days, and he can take it to Uncle Jin to deal with it for a while.

But something interesting has happened these days.

Just a few days ago, a person who Qin Han had almost forgotten came to Chu Mansion.

The land in Liangshan had been almost cultivated by everyone, so Qin Han let the soldiers rest for a day, and he also planned to sleep for a day while he was free.

But as soon as he lay down and brewed sleepiness, he was disturbed by Xiu'er's knock on the door.

"Uncle, uncle, Wen Xuezheng has come to our house, and Miss has already entertained you in the hall, let me come over and call you quickly."

Xiu'er's words made Qin Han put on his clothes and open the door with lightning speed, for fear that if he was a little longer, the news that his uncle would not be able to stand up again in the Chu Mansion would circulate again.

When Qin Han arrived at the hall, Chu Luoning was pouring tea for Wen Zhaolun, Qin Han was a little surprised, he didn't have any intersection with this person except in the Guogong Mansion, what was he doing here.

However, after all, he is a scholar, although he is a civil official and he is a military attaché, he can be regarded as an official in the same dynasty, and as a scholar of Anping Mansion, his official position is also higher than that of Qin Han.

"Qin Han, the official of the hundred households in Liangshan, has seen the master of Xuezheng."

Wen Zhaolun looked at Qin Han in front of him, he really loved and hated, he loved Qin Han's talent, just by virtue of his performance in the Guogong Mansion, Qin Han would definitely be able to emerge in this scientific expedition and give An Ping Bo a good reputation. What he hated was that for so many days, Qin Han didn't think about coming over to visit the three of them, so that a few people could give them pointers, which would also help the imperial examination.

Wen Zhaolun really couldn't wait, so he personally came to Qin Han, although it was a little inappropriate, but for the sake of talents, it was nothing.

Stinky boy, I don't know if I have been reviewing my homework for so long. Eh, by the way, what did he just say?

"Liangshan Hundred Households?"

Qin Han looked at Wen Zhaolun in front of him very angrily, and he didn't know how this body with an Adam's apple made such a sharp sound.

Qin Han clasped his ears and said again. "Exactly."

After that, he took out the official seal he had with him and handed it over.

has been an official for many years, and Wen Zhaolun can still distinguish the authenticity of the official seal. After a careful inspection, Wen Zhaolun handed back the official seal with a constipated face.

"I wonder what Lord Xuezheng is looking for me?"

Wen Zhaolun shook his head and said. "It's okay, just come and see, eh, I see it's going to rain this day, I won't stay, go home and collect the clothes, you don't have to send it, go back, go back."

Qin Han looked at the little old man who didn't look back, his brain was a mess, what was going on? Came specifically to call yourself and not let yourself sleep? Is school politics so idle? Also, with such a big sun collecting clothes, are you sure it's not a quilt?

Chu Luo pinched the soft flesh at the corner of Qin Han's eyes and sighed. "You, you, if you have to talk about a hundred household officials, do you know that just now Lord Wen has been praising you for being full of poetry and books, and persuading me to let you do a good job of scientific research. Lord Wen is looking forward to you participating in the scientific examination and getting a good reputation, and you will be called a hundred household officials when you come up, and Lord Wen should be disappointed. ”

Qin Han scratched his head, no wonder it was still hot when they met, why did they suddenly go home to collect their clothes.

……

In the fields, many soldiers are taking care of the crops, and working with the land all day long, which has made people accustomed to this stable life.

And among these soldiers stood a number of tenants, some of whom were either commanding or teaching by hand.

These tenants were all arranged by Qin Han, since they came to Tuntian, how could they do if they didn't know how to farm.

Qin Han looked over one by one to see which people were lazy, and when he found one, he kicked his buttocks.

The soldiers weren't annoyed, they just had a silly laugh, patted their butts and went to work. After getting along for half a month, everyone likes this white-looking Baihu official very much, of course, this has nothing to do with the two people around him who can beat the followers.

"Dog, it's you again, go to work, I'm lazy, I'll let the big cow practice with you."

Qin Han kicked the ass of a lazy soldier, the man's chrysanthemum tightened, and when he heard that he was practicing with the big cow, he ran to the ground without raising his head.

Qin Han was very satisfied with his performance, it seemed that his prestige was still very high.

"Childe, childe, no, the restaurant, something happened to the restaurant!"