Golden autumn September. The fourth large-scale mutual market was over, Xue Yantuo and the Hui people organized 150,000 horses to transport a large amount of wool and skins that they didn't know from there or robbed, leaving 20,000 war horses and 60,000 horses, in exchange for a large number of weapons eliminated by Feng Daiwen, the grain of the Wang family, the salt, tea, and iron pot of the market, and went back satisfied.

The people of the two tribes have already told Feng Daiwen that as long as the Tang Dynasty defeats the Turks, the two tribes will move the whole clan inward, and dispatch the young and strong to be dispatched by the Tang Dynasty to fight for the Tang Dynasty. Feng Dai Wenming said that these are the two clans, firstly, they are now relocated, and secondly, they also see whether the Tang Dynasty has the strength to defeat the Turks. So Feng Daiwen, who did not hesitate, agreed to them.

September is the harvest season, and the construction of Shuofang has basically stopped, just for this busy September, the New Year flowers have begun to be picked, and the whole process will last more than one to two months. Snow-white cotton dots the earth, which means that Shuofang is not cold all winter, and the newly built houses have a fire kang, that is, a large hole is opened on the side of the coal stove, and a dozen bamboo tubes are connected to the bed of masonry yards, and the heat of the stove is transmitted to the bottom of the kang through the big bamboo tube, and it is warm all day long, and the stove does not have to worry about planting carbon poison outside the house, which is quite coal-consuming, but for the people of Shuofang City now, coal for two pennies is still acceptable, after all, a young and strong wage has risen to 10 yuan a day, The female workers in the wool mill also have six texts, and in the winter they also distribute a set of thick clothes.

The wheat was harvested as early as July, and there was no obvious growth due to the late topdressing, but the people were still happy that the harvest had been bumper.

It's time to harvest the rice and beans too. The inside of the field is golden, and the stalks are noticeably thicker than in previous years due to several manure chases, and according to experienced old farmers, the ears are a little longer than before.

On September 15, the sun was shining, and Zhang Gongjin, the governor of Anxi, Shuofang, took the lead in holding a grand autumn harvest ceremony, and the officials of Shuofang arrived, and the officials shouted: "The autumn harvest is ,,,"

Zhang Gongjin and the officials took the lead in laying down the first handful of rice. A large number of people cheered loudly into the rice field divided into one acre by one, after the rice was cut, it was handed over to a strong young man, and he beat it vigorously in a large pot made of wood about two meters long and wide, and there was a thick board of bamboo in the pot, and the bamboo strips were placed one by one, and the rice that hit the upper ears of rice fell into the big pot, and then piled up the rice stalk that was cleaned up.

The whole field was in full swing, and Zhang Gongjin pulled Feng Daiwen up after cutting it.

"This year's harvest must be good", Zhang Gongjin looked at the heavy ears of rice in his hand and said:

"Of course, at least increase your income by 20%," Feng Daiwen proudly said as he looked at the results of his busy months of leading people:

"When the statistics come up, you will go to Chang'an," Zhang Gongjin already knew that Feng Daiwen was going back to Chang'an to report to work.

"Well, okay, Shuofang will work hard Uncle Zhang, the rice stalk will let people collect all the good ones, you can make paper, you can compensate the people for coal, you can ask for money, what does Uncle Zhang think!" Feng Daiwen followed the question:

"Well, the old man will arrange it, and if there is anything else to explain, let's talk about it together. I guess you don't know how long it will take to come back this time," Zhang Gong said:

"I don't know how long it will take to come back, I guess it will be after the year, and now that Jieli and Tuli have ceased fighting, they should be accumulating strength for the final blow, and we will see it in the spring of next year," Feng Daiwen said:

"So this year, the old man is relaxed, and everything has been arranged by you," Zhang Gongjin said tiredly:

"Uncle Zhang, do you feel that something is wrong with your body?" Feng Daiwen frowned and looked at Zhang Gongjin's yellowed and emaciated face: After all, Zhang Gongjin has not done anything in the past few months, why has he become thin instead of fat, which makes Feng Daiwen very puzzled.

"No, the old man is in good health, but he is a little tired." Zhang Gong said:

"No, you and a certain go to the medical school and let them check it out, I feel wrong, King Bin looks here." Feng Daiwen explained, pulled Zhang Gongjin and left,,,,

"Fortunately, fortunately, Hou Ye found out in time, Du Du is eating unclean things, and there are insects in his body to inhale ** qi, so Du Du will be tired. Fortunately, it was found in time, if it takes a long time, people have no energy, and the gods are not saved. Imperial Physician Wang, the elder of the medical school, let go of his hand and said:

"Can I still be saved?" Zhang Gongjin's face turned pale: The ancients were the most spirited, maybe they were not afraid of dying in battle, after all, there would be time to be afraid when they went to the battlefield, they were all killing, killing, killing, but I heard that there were insects in this body, and it was really uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter, as long as it is found in time, the old man prescribes a prescription, and the insects will die after two pairs of medicines, and they will be excluded from the body, as long as you pay attention to the cleanliness of the food in the future, it will be fine." Imperial Doctor Wang smiled and was relieved:

"That's good, thank you to the old imperial doctor," Zhang Gongjin solemnly clenched his fists and bent down to salute:

"Don't dare, don't dare, this is all discovered by the Hou Ye in time, Du Du Fu has a great life, after taking the medicine, he is replenishing his body, and Du Du will be extremely strong." Imperial Doctor Wang hurriedly picked up Zhang Gongjin and said:

"Haha, I should thank Wei Guo, if it wasn't for Wei Guo's forced pull, a certain family would not have come to check on the body." Zhang Gongjin put his heart down and laughed: A trip at this life-and-death juncture makes people more hearty.

"Uncle Zhang is polite, caring for the elders is what the younger generations should do, but in the future, Uncle Zhang will have to eat cooked food, and there will be no problem." Feng Daiwen thought that this should be caused by parasites, and said:

"Yes, yes, the old man usually likes to eat fish tart, and he won't eat it in the future." Zhang Gong thought about it for a while, and realized that fish belly is sashimi, which can be eaten for a long time, and it is strange that there is no seasoning without insects.

"The little nephew will wait for Uncle Zhang's health to get better before returning to Chang'an," the two came out of medical school, Feng Daiwen said:

"No, no, it's all a trivial matter, wait for King Bin to come back and see the next mu yield, and the old man will write down the excerpt and you will go back," Zhang Gongjin shook his head and said:

As he spoke, Ma Zhouxi walked over with a smile on his face.

"King Bin, seeing your happy face, there must be good news to tell a certain family." Maybe he was in a happy mood, Zhang Gongjin saw Ma Zhou coming over from afar, so he hurriedly greeted and asked:

"Dudu, Hou Ye, it is indeed a good thing to find you, laying 10 acres of rice, the average yield per mu is four stones, and the yield is increased by three percent and three percent. Beans used to be planted and no one cared about it, but this year I chased fertilizer, and the yield per mu was three and a half stones, and it was all mountainous, and the yield increased by fifty percent. Ma Zhou was excited:

"Haha, a big happy event, take advantage of the good weather, arrange someone to harvest as soon as possible, the old man wants to report the good news," Zhang Gongjin laughed:

"King Bin informed the paper mill that all the paper was loaded into the car, I want to bring it back to Chang'an, and the wool clothes were also loaded with hundreds of pieces, and the cotton was all collected and made into cotton clothes, quilts, and sent to the army, wool clothes, cotton clothes, and quilts were sold cheaply to the people of Shuofang in winter, and I wanted not to be cold this winter. Shuo Fang will work hard for you, I will rush back as soon as possible. Feng Daiwen's expression was firm:

"Hou Ye Gaoyi," Ma Zhouzheng straightened his clothes, solemnly clenched his fists, bent down and saluted Feng Daiwen:

"Haha, King Bin is polite, I am like this, why bother." Feng Daiwen smiled and said:

"Zhou will help the Hou Ye to fight for the rest of his life for the people of the world not to be hungry, not to be cold and cold." Ma Zhou looked at Feng Daiwen with admiration and said firmly:

"Okay, good, let's work together for the rest of our lives for the people of the Tang Dynasty not to starve, not to be frozen, not to be oppressed by others, to be saints, to fight for the Tang Dynasty, and for our Tang people!" Feng Daiwen held Ma Zhou's shoulders and said in the same firm tone: