Chapter 40: The West of the West

Zhang Yan hurriedly washed his hands and cleaned his face, and ran out with a cigarette. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Zhijing and Gong Yi Nianhuai stood in the courtyard and waited.

"Brother Meng, I haven't seen Uncle Meng in the past few days, I'm still busy in Tuntian."

Since the battle was lost to Nian Huai to draw the picture of the mortar, Meng Heng has never been here. Even Jiang Hai and Wang Jian are gone. Gong Nian Huai didn't believe that they would be tempted by the mortar as a killing weapon.

"I guess so. Brother, I've been in this yard with cats these days, and I don't know what my dad is doing, and now it's nothing big except for Tuntian. ”

"I remember that when I came to this village with you, all I saw along the way was full of wild grass, and it seems that I haven't farmed here for a long time. If this place has not been cultivated before, how did this village come about? ”

"Not really. This village was built by my grandfather when he knew about the Zaoyang Army. After the Jin soldiers retreated, my grandfather gathered the remnants of the Central Plains, and tens of thousands of people returned. At first, they distributed food for support, and then they were organized to cultivate fields, build houses, and create villages. That's when the village was founded. Due to its location in Nanchangshui, it is convenient to draw water, the land is fertile, and the largest number of people gathered, and it has gradually become the center of Tuntian. ”

Gong Nian Huai sighed lightly, did not speak, and secretly calculated, Meng Zhijing's grandfather Meng Zongzheng died for five or six years, could it be that Tuntian was abandoned after Meng Zongzheng's death?

It's illogical!

Meng Zongzheng is dead, won't the people here disperse? In the next five or six years, why did it become deserted again?

And in the past few days, Gong Nian Huai has been wandering around the village, and he has also watched eight or nine. The village was once abandoned, and now the people of the village have not lived in it for long. Where were they before, and where did they come back?

"Oh, here it is."

Gong Nianhuai listened carefully, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground came from far and near, and the sound of squeaking axles and cutting teeth became clearer and clearer.

"Let's go. Who is Zhang Yan robbing? Gong Yi Nianhuai and Meng Zhijing walked side by side towards the courtyard gate.

"Uncle Fang!"

Fang Qiong was stepping into the courtyard door with her hands behind her back, and walked with Gong Nian Huai and the two of them to meet.

"Humph! The monkey butt sat for a short time. Okay, don't explain, Zhang Yan told me. If it weren't for this reason, see if Uncle Fang can spare you, let's go, let's go, go back quickly, Uncle Fang will show you home. ”

Fang Qiong went to the backyard with her hands behind her back.

Gong lost Nian Huai and Meng Zhijing and rushed out of the courtyard with a tiger pounce.

"Hehe, Steward Fang is not at ease, so he has to come over and watch. Actually, I've arranged all the guards. Zhang Yan leaned on the ox cart and explained vigorously.

"I don't blame you, Uncle Fang, hehe, it's just a housekeeper. Haha, let's go, Nianhuai gets in the car. ”

Gong Nian Huai looked at the half-human-high wooden wheel, crunching across the dirt road, and instinctively resisted getting into the car.

When I came, there were tall sacks piled up on the cart, and the sacks contained all kinds of herbs, which served as a buffer, and people sat on them and staggered, but they did not make people feel bad.

In later generations, Gongyi Nianhuai also rode his father's ox cart when he was a child, but the wheels were rubber tires, and the road surface was relatively good, and it was still bumpy.

Just this wooden wheel, there is no shock absorption at all, and people sit on it, and it is not a drumstick.

"Anbu is a car, haha, the little brother hasn't moved much in the past few days, and the joints are tight. Brother Meng, you disappear every morning, have you gone to exercise? ”

"Oh, yes. Seeing that my brother slept soundly, I didn't know my brother's habits and didn't disturb my brother. If you want to get up early in the future, my brother will call you. ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai smiled, "Say it again, say it again." ”

Gong Yi Nian Huai is not as strong as Meng Zhijing, he sleeps late at night, and gets up early in the morning, can he still enjoy life. Your body still needs to grow, and rest is the best growth agent. It's not a bed.

The ox carts creaked out of the village, and there was more grass on the roadside. The ridges of the fields gradually became clearer, and figures began to flicker in the distance.

This is the first time that Gong Nian Huai has left the village. As far as the eye can see, the undulating terrain swells with green waves, winding out of verdant ridges.

"Brother Meng, it's millet and buckwheat grown here, why don't you have corn and sweet potatoes, these two are high-yielding."

Gong Nian Huai looked at the crops in the fields by the roadside, and didn't see what he was most familiar with for a while. He knows millet, this thing is millet, and it is best to boil porridge and drink. It's just that the yield is a little low, and his father didn't like to grow much when he was a child.

As for buckwheat, he had eaten it, but he hadn't grown it much. It is said that the yield is lower, and the advantage is that you can live no matter how you can survive without fighting for land.

It is said that this is what it looks like in early autumn, and in the memory of Gong Nian Huai, there should be tall corn and creeping sweet potatoes in the fields now. Very disappointed, he didn't see it.

When I think of corn and sweet potatoes, the saliva secretion of the male locust reflexively increases. If you can roast a few sweet potatoes and cook a pot of green corn, tsk, fragrant, sweet, wow, beautiful.

"Corn, sweet potatoes? Brother Nianhuai, what kind of crop is this? Where is this product produced overseas? Meng Zhijing's question, his head poured down, and the public lost the Huai Wow Liang Wow Cool, the most common thing in later generations, how could it be rare to find it in the Song Dynasty?

Great Voyage! Without the Great Voyage, there would be no corn, sweet potatoes, rubber, pineapples, potatoes, peppers, and tomatoes.

Without these, what a light taste on the tip of the tongue would be!

"Exactly, when my younger brother was overseas, he had seen corn and sweet potatoes, as well as potatoes, all of which were high-yield and delicious grains. How beautiful ---, that taste! ”

Nima's, why is he not a poet and essayist, now it is time to praise these crops greatly, see the reaction of Meng Zhijing and Zhang Yan, and let them sleepwalk once. At least let them shed a few liters of halazi.

"Tom", Meng Zhijing jumped directly from the ox cart, the old ox pulling the cart turned around, glanced back with big bull's eyes, shook his head, and walked forward slowly.

"Nian Huai, brother, brother, where are these crops you mentioned, can you bring them back to the Great Song Dynasty?" Meng Zhijing grabbed Gong Nian Huai's arm, and almost shook and shook until his grandmother bridged.

"Oh, Brother Meng, Brother Meng, you are light, the younger brother has fine skin and tender meat, and he can't stand the toss." Gong Nian Huai grabbed Meng Zhijing's wrist and tried to stabilize his arm.

"Ahh Meng Zhijing realized that he had lost his temper again.

"No strange, no strange. I'm so excited for my brother. Haha, Nianhuai, corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes, is it really high-yield and delicious? ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai chattered on a grass stalk, not like a dog's tail grass. I chewed it and spit it out with a "poof".

"Of course there is, in the west of the West. Far away. I'm afraid that the younger brother will not be able to go in this life. ”

"Oh." Meng Zhijing was splashed with a scoop of cold water by Gong Nian Huai, and the enthusiasm that had just risen was extinguished.

Gong Nian Huai didn't dare to take a big package, it was to the Americas, not better than to Southeast Asia. Why should you go on your own? Shipbuilding or building airplanes?

You Meng Zhijing is disappointed, just be disappointed, this is really no way, blame the little brother, blame the little brother's mouth.

"Nian Huai, don't be discouraged, my brother can go and return, even if it is not a smooth road, he will not die for a lifetime. If you have a chance in the future, you will go to see the west of the West for your brother, and get some corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes by the way, haha, hurry, hurry. ”

"When Childe goes, the little one can be guarded all the way." Zhang Yan also interjected.

Hey, this thing happened, I originally wanted to expose this article, Meng Zhijing is still Xiaoqiang's more and more frustrated, and he wants to push himself away.

It seems that this old cow is still good, and it will go wherever it wants, Gong Nian Huai reached out and patted the old cow's head, causing the old cow's eyes to burn.

"Hehe, my little brother also wants to go and see it again. Brother Meng, the younger brother looked at it, and was a little puzzled, you see this is millet, also called millet, why is the spacing so big, it is comparable to the sorghum spacing. How much can you fight in this acre? ”

"Farming, it seems that Nian Huai is not as good as being a brother. The spacing is large, the ventilation is good, and the fertilizer and water are abundant, which is conducive to the growth of grains. One acre of millet can produce one and a half stones, and two acres can be enough for one person to eat all year round. ”

"How much?" Gong Nian Huai dropped his jaw again. Silently muttered, it was calculated, one stone is one hundred and twenty catties, and one stone and a half is one hundred and eighty catties. The yield per mu is one hundred and eighty catties, against the sky!

"Nian Huai, where you traveled, how much is the yield per mu? Oh, let's talk about the yield of corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes. ”

Gong Nianhuai's father is a farmer, how can he not know the yield of these crops? However, if you tell the truth, it is difficult to say whether it will shock Meng Zhijing and Zhang Yan. Alas, who made himself an engineering man, seeking truth from facts is the true meaning!

"As far as the younger brother knows, the yield of corn per mu is eight or nine stones, sweet potatoes, higher, only forty or fifty stones, potatoes and sweet potatoes are about the same, fifty stones are still available."

Gong Yi Nianhuai went through these data in his mind again, and there must be no big discrepancies, so he said it casually.

I didn't hear the echo of Meng Zhijing and Zhang Yan for a long time, the old cow pulled the ox cart and walked fluttering, birds flew in the field from time to time, and there were already crickets chirping happily.

Also, autumn has already risen, can there still be time to jump? No, then cheer.

"Nian Huai, don't lie to people, you stop, haha, my brother almost fell for you."

Suddenly, there was a cheer from behind Gong Nian Huai, followed by a sound of footsteps, and Meng Zhijing caught up from behind.

Gong Nian Huai looked back, Zhang Yan shook the reins, Meng Zhijing strode up and was catching up from behind, Gong Nian Huai looked around, "Brother Meng, Brother Zhang, what did you do just now, why did you fall behind?" ”

Gong Nian Huai only cared about listening to the autumn overture in the field, and didn't even notice that Meng Zhijing and Zhang Yan didn't keep up.

"Haha, it's not like you've fallen for it. The little brother was shocked, but fortunately, the brother woke up early. ”