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The splendor of spring is always intoxicating, and under the warm sunshine, it can best promote people's inertia, especially for a nobleman like Zhang Yi, a comfortable life is more like a bottle of poison, and it becomes more lazy in just one month.

The village school has been renovated, and it is next to the fruit grove not far from the Viscount's Mansion, and the cheerful laughter of the children outside can be heard every morning and dusk. The cowshed has already entered the normal, Zhang Goudan took care of the cowshed very well, at the beginning I didn't see it, I didn't expect that in less than half a month, he would be able to manage dozens of babies in an orderly manner under the guidance of Lao Liu.

The hatchery was finished twenty days ago, and after more than ten days of accumulation, there was already a considerable number of duck eggs, and under the constant persecution of the women, the male ducks began to step on the eggs, so the hatchery began its first task.

After a few days of trying, according to Wu Laozhuan's report, it seems that the situation is very good, except for the fact that a worker on duty turned off the fire in the middle of the night because he fell asleep in the middle of the night, there are no other problems. Fortunately, it was spring, and the hatchery was well insulated, and there were no dead eggs.

But even so, Wu Laozhuan, who was in a state of rage, still made the most severe criticism of the man in history in front of everyone in the hatchery. At that time, the man cried, and the dignified seven-foot man immediately took off his shirt, knelt on the ground naked, and begged for punishment, and hoped that Steward Wu would give him another chance and promise not to doze off again in the future.

Although the man finally kept his job as he wished, he was still punished by giving money to Baiwen, which made him happy and at the same time deeply remembered that one hundred yuan is definitely a lot of money for a banker like him.

Everything seems to be going very smoothly, and the whole Zhangjiazhuang has entered a virtuous circle, Zhang Yi feels that if it takes a little longer, when the people on the Zhuangzi are completely familiar with the current model, then he can be a hands-off shopkeeper in the future, so as to become a real uncle who lies on the recliner and counts money.

Just as he was about to ask Yunren to help him pinch his back, he rubbed the two soft balls with his head by the way, when he saw Lao Zhong walk in with a gloomy face.

"Young master, in the field.... Something is wrong in the field! Lao Zhong looked at Zhang Yi, and his voice became a little trembling because of excitement.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then stood up, at least half of the medicinal materials were planted in the ground, this is a very useful thing at that time, and there can be no mistakes at this time. So he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

As he spoke, he put on the heel of his shoe and prepared to go into the field to find out.

"A few days ago, Lao Liu said that there were jumpers in the ground, and I was thinking about Sun Shenxian Aren't they trying to figure out a way, so I didn't care. But...! As he spoke, Lao Zhong looked extremely ashamed, and said tremblingly: "Just now, Lao Liu mentioned this matter again, and I went to the ground to take a look..... It's all new little jumpers, jumping all over the ground. It's a month since the beginning of spring, this is the first batch to come out, and the next ones will come out......"

The old bell couldn't go on halfway through speaking.

It can be seen from his expression that there must be a lot of locusts in the field, and if it weren't for this, the old bell, who was as steady as Mount Tai on weekdays, would not be able to panic easily.

"Don't worry, let's go, let's take a look!" Zhang Yi comforted Lao Zhong and ran towards the river beach quickly.

By the time they reached the river beach, the fields were already full of many farmers, and the pain in their expressions could not be described in words, and even several women were already crying anxiously.

"Cry, know cry! Crying and mourning? ”

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the third uncle sitting on the stone on the edge of the ground and scolding at the women: "Don't look at what time it is, it's all burning eyebrows and still making trouble here, don't you think it's messy enough?" What should I do and what I should do one by one, if I delay the lord's big event, there is really no way to live at home! ”

Originally, I thought that the main reason why the third uncle could have such great prestige was because he had lived long enough, but now it seems that this is not the case. It is very rare for an old dealer to be able to accurately distinguish the current situation and treat it according to the importance of the matter.

It is true that the grain and medicinal materials in the field are important, but for the current Zhangjiazhuang households, it is not a single basis for survival as before, because in addition, almost every household in the Zhuangzi has someone working in the lord's industry, and the income is not cheap.

Therefore, in the opinion of the third uncle, since it is uncertain whether the crops in the field can be saved, then the work in the lord's industry has now become the foundation of life, if the farmers are intoxicated with the crops in the field and ignore the work..... That's the worst thing.

Besides, there are crops planted in the field, even if it is not practical to use people to catch them, after all, people are not as flexible as insects, and even if they are tired for a whole day, it is estimated that the effect is not great.

"Third uncle, can we just watch these jumpers scourge the crops?" Immediately, a man asked.

Not only him, but in fact the vast majority of farmers have such a question, for a person who values crops more than life, giving up the crops in the field is simply more uncomfortable than asking for their lives, although according to the current situation it may be better and worse with the progress of time, but they still hope to be able to save it.

"Humph! One by one, all elm heads! The third uncle looked at the people in front of him with hatred, coughed angrily one after another, and finally relieved his breath before he said, "What do you want?" Catch it in the field? I guess I didn't catch a few lands before you jumped flat! Now those who have a job hurry up to work, those who don't have a job go to cut wild vegetables and dry them, and don't let go of the grass or something, these things can survive if they don't have a good time in the palace! ”

As a person who has experienced natural disasters, the third uncle knows very well in his heart. Whether it is a drought or a locust plague, in the final analysis, it is necessary to return to the word 'grain', especially in May and June, when all the locusts have grown wings, and then it will be the real end. The whole land will really be called a thousand miles of red land at that time, not to mention green things, not even the bark of trees.......

After listening to the third uncle's scolding, the scene instantly quieted down. Everyone was frightened by what was hidden between his words at this moment, and they broke out in a cold sweat! If a man reaches the point of eating grass..... What kind of misery should that be?

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