After saying goodbye to Zhang Youke and walking in the direction of home, Gao Zhong stopped again in front of the bamboo house, he had to go and see how the potatoes in the field were sprouting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The thick sandy soil has been overgrown with weeds, and only a small patch of land has been cleared of weeds, because it has been cleaned up, and no new weeds have grown in it yet.

However, there were new green shoots in this land, long straight strips, and the potatoes finally took root and grew leaves at this time after a month of brewing.

As one of the three treasures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, potatoes, in addition to being as high as corn and sweet potatoes, also have a great characteristic that they will not grow empty leaves, which means that as long as it grows leaves, then it means that there are fruits below.

It is a very honest crop, so it is widely loved by farmers.

And potatoes are also very delicious, and there are many ways to eat, although they have existed in China for only hundreds of years, but there are hundreds of ways to eat, and they have entered the eight cuisines with their own strength, becoming an authentic civilian cuisine.

Seeing that the potatoes had grown leaves, Gao Zhong walked to the back of the bamboo house where Zhang Youke was with a satisfied smile, where there was a thatched pit, which was specially prepared for Zhang Youke.

Gao Zhong found a discarded gourd scoop, pinched his nose and scooped out a scoop of manure water from the pit, walked to the ground where the potatoes were located, and then poured biological fertilizer on the potatoes.

Potato fertilization is also very easy to care for, and some don't even need to be fertilized. Drizzling bio-fertilizer over the potatoes during the growing season can help them grow and make them grow bigger and bigger.

After fertilizing the potatoes, Gao Zhongcai walked in the direction of home.

Back at home, Gao Wei had already carried the basket on his back, dressed in a short beat, and was wearing straw sandals ready to go out.

Seeing Gao Zhong coming back, Gao Wei picked up Gao Zhong and put him in the back basket: "Go, Zhong Wazi, go to Qingxi Town with Daddy!" ”

The so-called rush is the local dialect of Fuzhou, that is, it has the same meaning as the market.

The peasant family would form a large bazaar in a place where it was easy for everyone to gather, and they would spontaneously go to the bazaar at the appointed time to buy and sell their goods.

"Come back soon, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, and we have to prepare overnight."

Gao Qiao'er looked at Gao Zhong and Gao Wei and reminded them, and after speaking, the peasant woman took the basket on her back and walked towards the field with a sickle.

Gao Wei nodded to Gao Qiao'er, and then walked in the direction of the downhill with steps.

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Qingxi is a relatively large market nearby, named after the Qingshui River next to it, where the water rushes down from the mountains, converges here and enters the Yangtze River, tumbling away.

At this time, Qingxi Town was already full of people, some carrying baskets, some carrying flat burdens, and scholars hurrying through the crowd with books!

Gao Zhong's eyes widened in the basket, and he looked around curiously, looking at strange things he had never seen before.

Gao Wei came to purchase this time, and the first place he went to was the butcher shop, where he cut a big piece of fat meat and a small piece of lean meat, and put it in the back basket.

There was meat in the backpack, and Gao Zhong naturally couldn't stay in it anymore, so he took Gao Wei's hands and continued to see what else could be bought in the bazaar.

In August, it is the long summer season, and the vegetables and fruits in the field are growing like crazy, so Gao Wei is not worried about the vegetables, what he is really worried about is meat.

After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival is very important to the peasant family, after all, there is this Mid-Autumn Festival among the three festivals and two birthday ceremonies.

After a few turns, Gao Wei found a money bank, exchanged the silver for copper coins, and then hid the exchanged copper coins in his clothes, and then went to the market again.

Walking around the bazaar a few times, Gao Zhong found that there was a stall in the crowd, and a scholar was shaking his head with a copy of "The Mean", and in front of him was a long white cloth, the most eye-catching thing on the white cloth was a pair of bamboo brushes, and the style should be homemade wool pens, which is commonly known as sheep's hair.

Seeing that there was a brush seller, Gao Zhong pulled Gao Wei's arm and pointed to the stall.

Gao Wei patted his head, patronizing the banquet, but forgot about the big thing, and then pulled Gao Zhong towards the stall.

Walking in front of the stall, Gao Wei frowned slightly, because the scholar who set up the stall was actually wearing a student uniform, and this person turned out to be a showman.

"Hello sir, let's buy pens here."

There was no way, Gao Wei could only wave his hand at this Xiucai and said respectfully.

"My surname is Jiang, just call me Jiang Xiucai, if you want to buy a pen, please look here!"

Jiang Xiucai saw a peasant man walking over with a six or seven-year-old child, hesitated for a moment, and then said to the two of them in return.

Listening to the voice, Gao Wei turned his head and looked towards the place where Xiucai was pointing, only to see that there was a small wooden sign standing on the stall, and a line of small characters was written on the wooden card.

Seeing the wooden plaque Gao Wei was stunned, he was born in a peasant family and couldn't read and write, so he could only smile and ask Gao Zhong: "Zhong Wazi, what did Master Xiucai write?" ”

Hearing the voice, Xiucai looked at Gao Zhong curiously, with a smile on his face.

"If you want to buy the author, you need to pair them, answer one article, and pay ten yuan for wrong answers!"

Gao Zhong chanted according to the wooden sign.

Hearing this, Gao Zhong was taken aback, is this show of feelings here to set up the ring?

"Please sir."

Then Gao Zhong waved his hand at Jiang Xiucai.

"Oh? Little baby, you are bold, but you have ten cents on you? ”

Jiang Xiucai opened the folding fan and asked curiously towards Gao Zhong.

Seeing the guests coming to Jiang Xiucai's stall, all the nearby farmers who were doing business looked at this side with a smile, and soon the number of people became more and more.

"Hey, don't come here with your little doll. This Jiang Xiu has only been here for four or five days, and no one has come up......"

A farmer reminded on the side.

"That's right, this Jiang Xiucai is the only talent in our Qingxi Town, and that talent is naturally incomparable to others."

Some followed.

Gao Zhong looked around, smiled slightly, and waved his hand around: "Thank you folks for reminding me, please ask Mr. to ask for the question." ”

Looking at the resolute expression on Gao Zhong's immature face, Jiang Xiucai was suddenly happy, and said to Gao Zhong: "I have a lot of people in Shanglian, you doll should listen well: silkworms are insects in the world!" ”

As he spoke, Jiang Xiucai took out a piece of rice paper, and there were a few big characters written on the rice paper.

This is a standard split-character couplet, which not only splits the character into two parts, but also vividly depicts the entire character layout.

Hearing this word, Gao Zhong frowned, this kind of couplet is not only a test of talent, but also a study of words.

"No, this pair, but it's difficult for a lot of people, little baby, you better admit defeat."

Seeing that Gao Zhong frowned and didn't speak, the people next to him began to mock at this time.

Gao Zhong's thinking appearance made Gao Wei also sigh, laughed a few times, and then prepared to take out the copper coin, and apologize to Jiang Xiucai by the way.

Jiang Xiucai looked indifferent, looking at Gao Zhong shaking his fan.

Now most people are not optimistic about Gao Zhong, after all, many people were stumped by Jiang Xiucai's question before, there was no way, the style of writing in the southwest was not prosperous, and the quality of readers was not good.

Therefore, the people present have a good idea of whether they can match the pair.

As Gao Zhong's father, Gao Wei is also like this, after all, Gao Zhong has never gone to school, he just studied with Zhang Youke, and the time of study is also short, how can he answer a question of Xiucai?

Don't think about it, Gao Wei already knows.