Chapter Seventy-Three: The Field of Joy

If there is no one in a large mansion, it should be called a ghost house, and even if it is beautiful, it will become dilapidated or even collapse in a short period of time.

It's magical.

If a house is always inhabited, no matter how shabby, it is more comfortable than an empty abandoned house.

The family has a large population, and Yun Lang plans to move to the manor to live, although it is still very simple, and it is still considered the wisest decision by the ugly and the worm.

The life of the spring horse at home is not good, because it has to take care of multiple roles.

When it's not working, it's a spring horse, and it will be ridden by more than 20 boys and girls.

When there is work to do, it is to pull the horse, and it needs to pull the wagon and go to the wasteland to bring firewood back.

Whenever the food at home runs out and the water mill is unusable, it has to pull the mill disc and circle in place.

There were tigers, and there were no big beasts near the Yun Family Manor that dared to come, and later, even low-IQ animals such as rabbits and wild boars disappeared without a trace.

For the first time, they were able to move freely on the ground without fear of danger, and the nature of those children was unleashed at the first time.

Chu Wolf and a group of older children are removing all the unwanted shrubs from the manor with the Yun family's new tools, and then stacking the shrubs in the distant field, as long as the firewood is dry, these shrubs will be burned by a fire and become fertilizer in the field.

Yun Lang took the younger children to decorate their home with the ugly and the little worms.

How to dress up? There is no need to think about the furniture, the carpenters of the Han Dynasty are as arrogant as immortals, and they would rather accept the ravages of the powerful than put down their bodies to serve ordinary people.

So, what Yunlang can do is to use lacquer to make the whole manor come alive.

Speaking of lacquer, this thing is so common in Dahan, and this sap obtained from the lacquer tree, after mixing various pigments, has the magical function of turning ordinary things into works of art.

As a result, in the homes of the nobles of the Han Dynasty and even the common people, people painted everything that could be painted, and some things became real art treasures after being painted a hundred and ten times.

"Salt and Iron" said well, in the Han Dynasty, lacquerware has become a necessary utensils for the people to live, grow old, sick and die, Shuzhong, Yanzhou, the lacquer trees planted in the area have a scale of tens of thousands of acres.

Applying lacquer to the wood can effectively prevent insects, corrosion, sunlight, and increase the beauty of the house, which is indeed a good thing.

The only trouble is that it's expensive.

In Dahan, money is not valuable, what is valuable is goods, and many times people are unwilling to accept money, which is something that anyone can make casually.

In Dahan, bartering is the most correct way of trade.

The Yun family's manor has no output, so naturally there is no goods, and the two million money that Yun Lang has accumulated has not been left after buying ten cows and ten sets of the latest Yuanshuo ploughs and carts.

Fortunately, there is enough food at home, and you can eat it until next autumn.

Yun Lang buys farming cattle, and farm tools would rather go to the market and spend a lot of money to buy them, rather than open their mouths with Changping or Zhuo Ji, even if this can save a lot of money.

Changping sighed when he heard the news, and went to prepare for Wei Qing's expedition, Huo Qu was sick and went to the right to help Feng to quell the rebellion, and no one could help her turn around her relationship with Yun Lang.

The royal land sale for 20 million yuan has become a beautiful talk in Chang'an City.

Yunlang's exchange of Yuanshuo plows, cocoons, waterwheels, and water mills for the royal thirty hectares of land has become the biggest joke in Chang'an City.

Waterwheels, water mills aside, just after the Yuanshuo plough and columbus passed through the royal monopoly, the profit was not more than 20 million.

Changping knew that the emperor had promised the Marquis of Guanwai, and he also knew that the emperor had forgotten about it.

If no one ever mentions it, the Emperor will be more happy to pretend that he has forgotten what he had said.

Since Yun Lang appeared in Yanglingyi, the people who came into contact with him basically made a lot of profits, but Yun Lang paid so much, and the only thing he got was thirty hectares of wasteland.

The attitude of the world towards benefactors is very strange, there are very few people who know how to repay their kindness, and more hope that it is best for those who are kind to them to die as soon as possible.

If the emperor doesn't mention it, naturally no one will mention Yunlang anymore, and Changping can't say it, as for Zhuo Ji, now because of Yuan Shuo's plough, it is estimated that he has long forgotten the existence of Yunlang.

Changping easily creates a bleak and bitter Yunlang in his mind, but he doesn't know that being forgotten is Yunlang's greatest happiness at present.

The boys were very light, and they were used to running in the mountains and fields on weekdays, and no one cared that painting tall buildings was a chore, and one by one they hung on the planks dragged by ropes, and rejoiced at how easily they had covered the ugly wood with beautiful colors.

The fire in the field was continuous day and night, and whenever a piece of land was covered with thick grass and wood ash, Liang Weng would take a dozen and a half children to plough the land there with a curved plow, and then pick out the grass roots and tree roots in the field, and prepare to dry them and continue to burn.

The extensive use of new tools has greatly improved labor efficiency, and even a group of children have reclaimed 600 acres of land when the leaves have fallen.

If it weren't for Yun Lang's dissuasion, those excited children might have plowed the remaining 1,800 acres of land, although this was far beyond their ability.

Every evening is the best time for the Yun Family Manor.

Chou Yong, Xiao Worm, and Liang Po were busy in the kitchen, and the children who drove the ploughing cattle and painted the high-rise buildings would excitedly burrow into the hot spring water of the house, and although the water here was not as good as the spring water in the mountains, it was enough for bathing.

The whitewashed teenagers sat at the dining table one by one, and their longing eyes were always inseparable from the kitchen.

If you see meat on your plate, you will have a lot of admiration and thank the tiger for the meat they have brought them.

If you see only salt vegetables on the plate, you will sigh endlessly, feel pain, and complain that the tiger does not try his best at all.

Yun Lang sat at the end of the long table, and when he picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, it was the beginning of the eating competition.

In this kind of scene, even the most unappetizing person can eat two more bowls.

No one remembers when there was an extra teacher in a top hat in the house.

One hour after eating each day is when they go to the old courtyard in the pine forest to get educated.

You have to know ten words every day, otherwise, the end will be miserable.

When Wei Qing left Chang'an with his personal guards, the first snow had already fallen.

The arrival of heavy snow also indicates the real beginning of winter storage.

The first condition for winter storage is that there is something to hide!

A heavy rain in summer and autumn destroyed nearly half of Guanzhong's grain, and for the Han people who depended on the sky for food, they could only rely on half of the rations to get by.

In the Han Dynasty, there is no habit of the state to provide relief to the victims, and the essence of Huang Lao's art lies in laissez-faire.

Apart from sending troops to suppress the mob, the only good thing the emperor did was to open up the mountains and allow the people to enter places like Shanglin Yuan to forage for food.

When there was not enough food, they went up to the mountains to hunt and went down to the rivers to catch fish.

Even the royal family has to get involved.

The Shanglin Garden was immediately overcrowded, and the white snow was full of footprints that had been trampled on.

Because of the hunting and fishing activities prevented by the government, the rights and interests of the Yun family's private land were protected.

No one hunts for wild beasts in this area.

When the Wei River arrives in winter, a muddy river immediately becomes crystal clear.

Large nets are stretched across the river, and if you look at the finger-thick mesh, you can tell that they are carrying out extermination fishing.

Yun Lang stood by the river, admiring the rare scene in front of him.

Because it is running water, once the big net is hung for a while, it will be closed immediately.

The fishermen here are very clever and pull two horizontal thick hemp ropes on the river, and the hemp ropes are hung with iron rings, and if you want to collect the net, you only need to pull the iron rings on the hemp rope over, and the whole big net will be closed to the river.

Then came the magnificent closing stage.

Looking at the various fish bouncing in the fishing net, Yun Lang felt that this net was at least five hundred catties.

A half-meter-long catfish fell into Yun Lang's eyes, and he immediately shouted: "I want the catfish, do you exchange it for money or food?" ”

The fisherman's head who pulled the net immediately shouted: "A pound of millet and a pound of catfish beard, can you change it?" ”

Yun Lang's tongue was about to spit out, and his head was like a rattle.

"All the catfish are kept for Lao Tzu--"