Later generations watched "Country Love", in addition to Wang Xiaomeng's bean products field, there are also patches of bud rice fields, these years Mao Jue went to the restaurant, often ordered pot stickers and cakes and sea miscellaneous fish, which are also made of bud rice noodles, as well as sweet potatoes, I remember when I was a child, rotten potatoes were thrown into the ground, and a piece could grow unconsciously.

Crossing the American crops that were almost all used by the predecessors, no matter what effect it had on China, now it is really what Dongjiang Town urgently needs, and Mao Wenlong's jurisdiction is no better than Yuan Chonghuan. Phi Island, Zhangzi Island, Dalu Island, and Haiwang Nine Islands are all small offshore islands, which are not suitable for cultivating the existing staple grains such as corn and wheat, and the two largest pieces of land are just the Iron Mountains of North Korea, and Lushun to the south, which is called Jinzhou at this time, and these two places are also hilly and full of land, which are not suitable for planting plain crops.

Corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes are suitable for mountain planting.

Now the entire Dongjiang Town's military food demand, most of it is pressed on North Korea, so that later Mao rice became a tax, levied to the nineteenth century, which not only offended North Korea, but also put their own security on others, Chongzhen ten years of chaos, Korea fell, and then the Jin army returned to the division to destroy Dongjiang Town, slaughtering Phi Dao, which had 40,000 or 50,000 people, to only more than 100 remnants.

Now that Mao Jue has some confidence in keeping Mao Wenlong, at this time he has to think about the future, food is self-sufficient, and sooner or later it will be put on the agenda.

"Brother Qian, don't worry about it, after these are here, Mao will be useful."

took a sip of wine, and looked at Qian Zeng, who was calculating with his head down, Mao Jue leaned his head over again, and leaned in a little.

"And Brother Qian, you said that this trip, go back next month, return in September, I don't know, can this trip be a little earlier?"

"Oh? Brother Mao, why is this? ”

"In June, the next beiswashi should be ready!"

Businessmen pursue profits, and at this time, not to mention the Ming Dynasty, in the whole world, glass mirrors are only produced in two places, one is the Republic of Venice, Italy, and the other is Mao Jue, a piece can also be called a monopoly, these words made Qian Zeng's eyes suddenly light up again, and then take down this mirror, he can still earn a thousand taels.

"Okay, go back this time, Qian Mou will push the entertainment, and do things for you non-stop Brother Mao, in mid-June, Qian will do his best to rush back!"

"It's a deal!"

Autumn bud rice can be planted in July, rush back in June, this winter can eat bud rice, Mao Jue stretched out a hand with satisfaction.

"It's a deal!"

For the sake of silver, Qian Zeng held his hand fiercely.

If you want to go back early, you can't wave anymore, and you didn't even go to Dongyu for night fishing at night, so I drank a few glasses in a hurry, and took the customs defense given by Mao Jue, and Qian Zeng hurriedly withdrew from the table, this time I forgot about the payment of this goods, and spent Mao Jue a tael of silver, which made him feel distressed enough.

On the carriage back, while swaying with the car, Mao Jue was still looking out the window, thinking about what Mao Wenlong meant, walking, and suddenly he turned his head and asked Suyi.

"Girl, what was I like before?"

"Young master, do you really mean that?"

"Yes, say!"

Cute biting her index finger, squeezing out the milk, Suyi wanted to describe it.

"In the past, the young master was crepe, speaking softly, very delicate, never speaking loudly, and his walking posture was also swaying......"

"Okay, okay, I was a sissy before, okay, needless to say, what was my attitude towards being a soldier and doing business before?"

No wonder the people in the house dared to look down on him, Su Yi described it, and the image of the kidney deficiency boy in "Journey to the West" suddenly opened his teeth and claws in Mao Jue's mind, grinned his teeth, and quickly shook his head, and interrupted Su Yi's words depressedly, Mao Jue asked again.

"Huh? In the past, the young master would not mention these two things at all, and he never went to Wen Meng, Wen Yuan Pavilion them, the young master often said that everything is inferior, only if the reading is high, this old man wants to send the young master to Hangzhou Mansion to study. ”

Mao Jue nodded clearly.

Just like later generations, the more naughty the child, the smarter, on the contrary, the wilting bar is always unproductive, it is estimated that Mao Jue before is okay, timid, cowardly, and cowardly, if he was born in a family of scholars, such a character is nothing, be a white-faced scholar, but this is Dongjiang Town, his father Mao Wenlong, is already considered half of the warlords.

The previous Mao Jue couldn't help at all, Mao Wenlong didn't like the Four Books and the Book of Soldiers since he was a child, and it was strange to be able to like his only son, not to mention the tragedy in Liaoyang before, and the father and son had a bad heart.

But now, after "falling into the water and losing his memory", Mao Jue has become degenerate, and he doesn't study anymore, he mingles with Wen Baihu and others all day long, looking for silver everywhere, and hooking up with smugglers. sent himself to the barracks, on the one hand, to show an attitude to the Shen family, and on the other hand, Mao Wenlong wanted to polish himself.

After all, the old man only got a son in his forties, and he has a son in his fifties, even if he has another son, he won't be too late to cultivate it when he grows up.

In fact, Mao Wenlong's attitude can be seen before, because he missed the township test by drinking, it is the same as delaying the exam during the high school entrance examination, in this case, Mao Wenlong only scolded a few words, and his attitude can be imagined.

Thinking about it, the carriage had already arrived at the door of Mao's mansion, after all, it was a big family, it was only six or seven o'clock, and the lights had been hung at the door, and I saw more than 20 servants from Mao's mansion walking back in a mess.

In the afternoon, Mao Mansion tossed a lot of bags, and in the evening, Mao Jue was also a little annoyed, the more Mrs. Shen made a fuss about Shen Qian, the more she slapped him in the face, and when she got out of the carriage, Mao Jue reached out and pulled the sleeve of a person.

"Who!"

Obviously a little annoyed, the servant turned his head impatiently, but in an instant his face turned pale with fright, and he bowed down in terror.

Now Mao Jue is not the previous tofu boy, he has another nickname, the broken head boy, the terrifying appearance of Shen Qian's head being shot that day, they still remember it vividly.

"Young, young master, I didn't see that it was you!"

"What are you tossing about this big night?"

"Young Master, don't you know?"

Listening to Mao Jue's unkind shouting, the servant showed a little surprise, but he still hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "The master is going to Ningyuan on business tonight, and he will take a night boat to avoid Jiannu's eyeliner." ”

"Ning Yuan! Yuan Chonghuan's turf! ”

Mao Jue listened to this, a spirit! In history, Yuan Chonghuan's removal of Mao Wenlong was in an uproar, but it was on Phi Island. Mao Jue really didn't remember that Mao Wenlong had taken the initiative to visit him, God knows if he had traveled to this parallel world and changed history, in case Mao Wenlong came, he would send a blood for thousands of miles and let Yuan Chonghuan kill him, and the sky on Phi Island would collapse immediately.

"Suyi, go back first! Master, I won't send you yet! ”

With a panicked look, under the stunned gaze of Su Yi, Mao Jue strode to the mansion, snatched out a horse, hugged the horse's neck and galloped towards the military camp in a hurry.

The camp in the west of the city, the camp gate.

It's okay to be idle, Mao Youde, Mao Kexi, Mao Zhongming and the three of them are idle drinking near the door, drinking a heavy stomach, Mao Kexi, who was in a daze, came out to release water, and was throwing a gun, and he heard a sound of horses' hooves in front of the door, and this guy immediately shouted out with the strength of the wine.

"Who the hell, in the barracks, dare to gallop on horseback, not afraid of losing your head?"

"Glad old man! Help me! The horse can't stop! ”

They were all about to be flown upside down, hugging the horse's neck, Mao Jue cried and shouted at his mother. Rubbing his eyes and watching him circle the tent twice, Mao Kexi came to his senses, smiled, and grabbed the reins of the horse as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Haha, the younger brother came just in time, come to eat and drink!"

"Glad brother, this little brother has something urgent, another day, another day, let's get drunk and rest!"

In a hurry, Mao Jue hit the back of his head and ran towards the military port, looking at his back, Mao Kexi scratched his head in confusion and muttered.

"This kid, it can't be that he ran into a willow disease while visiting the kiln, right?"

The lungs were about to be emptied, Mao Jue rushed all the way to the edge of the military port, however, it was too late at this time, Mao Wenlong's ship had already left the port, and the generals in charge of seeing it off also dispersed, leaving the sea with the sound of rushing water.

"Damn it!"

The heart rose to his throat, and Mao Jue slammed his fist on the wooden pillar.

"Senho-sama!"

This kung fu, a flattering voice suddenly sounded beside him, and when he turned around, it was the third general flag that seemed to be walking with He Siyong, and he only saw it this morning.

"I've seen Lord Qianhu, have you also come to see off Mao Shuai?"

"You have a boat, don't you?"

really grabbed a life-saving straw, Mao Jue grabbed the collar of this guy's coat violently, and shouted hurriedly: "Gather your men immediately, drive the boat, quickly!" ”

"Lord Qianhu, the small subordinates are just a sentry boat, besides, this black light is blind at night, and now go to sea, really?"

Da Dahai's face showed embarrassment, but he grabbed him by the collar suddenly, and Mao Jue roared violently.

"Why, you dare to disobey military orders?"

"The subordinates don't dare!"

Now it is the new official who has taken office with three fires, but he doesn't want to touch this moldy head, in Mao Jue's roar, this thing thinks he is unlucky, he hugged his fist, and then pulled the broken gong throat, and shouted at the Ming army who was watching the excitement next to him.

"Didn't you hear what Senno-sama said? Why don't you assemble right away? ”

The sentinel boat is really not big, thirteen meters, one floor, one mast, one four oars, a small flag seven or eight people are completely fiddling with it, one controls the sail, four rocking oars, and one controls the big sputation, and the sentinel boat rushes out like an arrow.

"Lord Qianhu, where are we going?"

Standing at the bow of the boat, facing this wayward boy, the huge sea asked flatteringly, looking at the deep night in front of him, Mao Jue almost didn't let him fall into the sea without saying a word.

"Ningyuan direction, catch up with Mao Shuai's battleship!"