The sun rises in the east, sprinkling a golden glow on the earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhong Hao was woken up by the sound of a series of crisp and melodious and penetrating iron plates.

"Mao Zheng has arrived, the morning light has been bright, the day is clear, and the spring breeze is warm. In the morning and evening, the weather is cold, and you need to prepare jackets......" The loud chanting voice of the head of the head echoed around Crescent Street.

Well, this manual time signal also comes with a weather forecast, which is too humane!

Zhong Hao pinched his eyebrows to sober himself up, he drank a lot of wine last night, although the fermented wine at this time was far lower than the distilled liquor in later generations, but he would still have a headache if he drank too much.

Zhong Hao got dressed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and came out of the east wing. Originally, the Xu family wanted Zhong Hao to sleep in the main room of the north house, and their mother and daughter slept in the east wing, but they were persuaded by Zhong Hao to sleep in the east wing on the grounds that they were young and orderly.

Zhong Hao saw Xu sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, embroidering the needle embroidery of "a hundred birds and a phoenix", while Wan'er was lying on the stone table bored, holding her chin with both hands. The tables, chairs, cups and lamps that were used in the courtyard yesterday are gone, and they were obviously taken away by someone from the store early in the morning.

Hearing Zhong Hao's door opening, Wan'er jumped up, ran to Zhong Hao happily, grabbed his arm, and cheered: "Brother Hao is up!" ”

Zhong Hao smiled and said to Xu and Wan'er: "Aunt early, Wan'er early!" ”

"It's still early, Brother Hao is a big lazy worm, and everyone has been up for half an hour!"

Well, in fact, Zhong Hao also heard the chanting of the head of the head at the beginning of Mao...... It's just that I fell asleep again in the blink of an eye. At this time, one hour is equivalent to two hours in the Hereafter, and it is four quarters of an hour each at the beginning of the morning and the beginning of the morning. The beginning of Mao is equivalent to the five points of the later generations, and the Mao is exactly six points.

Xu also greeted Zhong Hao with a smile, put down the "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" needle embroidery that was about to be completed in his hand, and went to fetch water for Zhong Hao to wash his face. After Zhong Hao washed his face, he helped Zhong Hao comb his hair and tie his hair.

Although Zhong Hao felt a little embarrassed to ask Xu to help him comb his hair and tie his hair, but there was no way, who made him not learn how to comb his hair and tie his hair!

When Zhong Hao tied up his hair, Xu took Zhong Hao and Xu Wan to eat breakfast on the street. My stove was just built yesterday, and the mud hasn't dried yet, so I can't make a fire for cooking for the time being.

Not far from the courtyard gate, walking to the intersection of Xinyue Street and Cangnan Lane, there are many food stalls and many food shops, which serve breakfast.

When Zhong Hao and the three of them came to the crossroads, they saw that there were already many eaters of all kinds sitting here.

The people of the Song Dynasty were very good at enjoying it, and the city residents rarely opened the fire, especially for breakfast, which was basically solved in the nearby snack stalls and food shops, porridge and rice snacks, meat and vegetarian snacks, and was rich and thrifty. Although it is not as affordable as eating at home, it is better to save trouble.

Eating in the restaurant, the price is naturally a little more expensive, Zhong Hao and the three of them are currently in a state of sitting and eating empty mountains, so they can naturally save money. So, the three of them found a wonton stall that looked fairly clean and sat down, and one of them asked for a bowl of wontons.

The owner of the wonton stall is a capable woman, she lifted the lid of the pot and quickly put the wontons into the shape of a small ingot. After a while, the puffing wontons rolled on the water.

The woman took out three large bowls, scooped three bowls of wontons with soup and water, and mixed chopped green onions, shrimp skin, seaweed, and sesame oil into them, and the aroma was overflowing for a while.

The three bowls of wontons were served quickly, and the proprietress had really good craftsmanship. Zhong Hao saw that the wonton skin was as thin as a cicada's wings, and he could see the red meat filling inside, plus the white and tender green onions, black and purple seaweed, shrimp skin, and sesame oil as toppings, which made people's index fingers move.

Zhong Hao and the three of them ate heartily, although a bowl of five cents is really expensive, it is definitely worth the money.

After eating, Xu asked Zhong Hao to take Xu Wan home, and he was going to go around the city to find work, which was discussed at the wonton stall just now.

Xu is an elder, and she feels that she should be able to support the two younger ones. What's more, Xu also plans to let Zhong Hao go to study. These days, studying is very expensive, so you have to find a job to make money as soon as possible.

In fact, Zhong Hao sold the Swiss Army Knife for 30 yuan, although he spent more than 10 yuan in the past few days, the remaining money can still last for some time.

Xu felt that she couldn't spend this money, she asked Zhong Hao to save well, and in the future, she would help Zhong Hao make up some money, and she must redeem her ancestral treasure. She once asked Zhong Hao where he got so much money? Because when she met Zhong Hao, Zhong Hao was looking for food in the mountains in rags, obviously not like a rich man, Zhong Hao casually told him that he sold one of his treasures, so Xu was interested.

When Zhong Hao took Wan'er back, the sun was already shining, there were already many pedestrians on the street, and people of all colors had started their livelihoods for the day.

The merchant carrying the load began to shout and sell in the streets, the trickster began to perform, the storyteller began to talk about the book in a low voice, and the fortune teller with the flag also found the object of the fool.

The shops on both sides of the street also removed their doors and hung up banners to show off their goods—the gold and silver paper in the paper shop was smeared with a bright shine by the morning light; The shop moved long tables filled with hats of all kinds to the street; The silk shop put new pieces of cloth on the counter; The ceramic shop moved out large and small clay pots and porcelain vases; The tinkling of iron began to be heard from the blacksmith's shop; The smell of various Chinese herbs emanates from the pharmacy.

The strong and vivid breath of life came to his face, making Zhong Hao really feel that he is now living in the colorful era of the Great Song Dynasty!

Back in his small courtyard, Zhong Hao began to work on a very important thing, that is, planting sweet potatoes and potatoes. There are no such high-yield crops in this era, Zhong Hao feels that maybe he can rely on these two things to change his fate in the future, these two things are treasures!

It's mid-March now, and it's a little late to plant this sweet potato, and the potatoes are better, so planting at this time doesn't have much effect.

Zhong Hao's hometown is rural, and he grew potatoes and sweet potatoes at home when he was a child, so he is no stranger to how to grow these two things.

In front of the main house of the north house, I selected a small piece of flat land with plenty of lighting, went to the third uncle's house next door to borrow a hoe, and used the hoe to turn the soil of this small piece of flat land deep and crush it finely. Wan'er watched Zhong Hao busy with his work, constantly asking this and that.

Divide each potato into several pieces, each with a sprout on the top, and bury them carefully in the ground. Potatoes generally grow in a three- to four-month cycle, and they can be harvested in about July.

The sweet potato is buried in a small manhole, uh, the so-called manhole is a small pit that Zhong Hao just dug up. A small shed is built on top of the manhole with tree branches, so that it is convenient to cover it with burlap at night to keep warm. In March, it is still a little cold in the morning and evening, and the seedlings are warmer in the manhole, and the sweet potatoes germinate faster. The small shed on the top is also a reason, in order to keep warm at night, warmer, sweet potato seedlings can grow faster, after all, the season for planting sweet potatoes is much later.

One of the advantages of sweet potatoes is that they are easier to survive. At that time, a piece of sweet potato will emerge a lot of sweet potato seedlings, pull out these seedlings, plant them in the flat land next to them to survive, sweet potato seedlings are very vigorous, pull out sweet potato seedlings have no roots, and can basically survive. Sweet potato seedlings can be harvested until the time of planting. If there are not enough sweet potato seedlings, and the branches of the sweet potato grow, pinch some branches and plug them, and they can survive, but the yield is lower.

Normally, sweet potatoes are generally the best seedlings in February of the lunar calendar, spring sweet potatoes are planted before April, and summer sweet potatoes are planted before April to mango seeds.

Spring sweet potatoes are more productive than summer sweet potatoes and are also delicious. However, one of the biggest advantages of summer sweet potatoes is that they are easier to store than spring sweet potatoes, and they are more suitable for sweet potato seeds.

After the potatoes and sweet potatoes were planted, Zhong Hao went to carry water to water the ground.

When I picked up the wooden barrel nailed out of wooden planks and brushed with tung oil, I realized that I had only bought a wooden barrel and a large clay jar yesterday, and I had not bought a rope. The water surface of the well in his small yard is nearly three meters above the ground, and it is naturally impossible to carry water without a rope.

So, Zhong Hao had to go to Uncle Wang's house next door to borrow a rope.

Aunt Wang was very enthusiastic, and soon found a thick straw rope with an iron hook tied to Zhong Hao for carrying water, and asked casually: "Do you have a water scoop at home?" ”

Ah, this one, it seems that there really isn't.

Aunt Wang Sanwu went to the house again and took out a water scoop, handed it to Zhong Hao, and said enthusiastically: "Take it and use it, I'll give you one, I still have several at home!" "The water scoop is made by drying the gourd and cutting it in half.

Zhong Hao returned to the courtyard and hung the wooden barrel on the iron hook of the rope, and threw the wooden barrel into the well to get water.

I thought it was just a simple thing to lift water, but I didn't expect it to be able to lift water.

It turned out that the wooden barrel was light and floated on the water, and no matter how Zhong Hao shook it, he couldn't put the water into the wooden barrel. With a little bit of force, the barrel decoupled.

Fortunately, the barrel was light and floating on the water, Zhong Hao hooked it several times with the iron hook on the rope, and finally hung the barrel on the rope hook again.

After several more attempts, I still couldn't get the water into the barrel.

Zhong Hao couldn't help but be speechless, it's so difficult to get water, I really miss the tap water of the later generations, turn on the faucet, and the water will come by itself.

But Zhong Hao still has to face the reality, there is no natural water here.

Fortunately, Zhong Hao had a lively mind, so he lifted the wooden barrel up and tied the other end of the rope directly to the handle of the wooden barrel, so that the wooden barrel would not move on the iron hook, and it should be easier to draw water.

Shaking the rope vigorously, he finally filled the barrel with half a bucket of water, and hurriedly lifted it up.

Zhong Hao couldn't help but burst into tears, it was really not easy!

Fortunately, once born and twice cooked, if you succeed for the first time, things will be much easier.

Finally, it took half an hour for Zhong Hao to fill the water tank.

Bringing a bucket of water from the water tank, scooping the potatoes and sweet potatoes planted in the ground carefully with a scoop, Zhong Hao breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard to rest.