chūn sleeps unconsciously, and smells birds everywhere.

Zhang Mugang opened his eyes and stretched comfortably, and someone outside heard someone say, "Young Master is awake, serve quickly."

Make move. ”

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and the maid Xiaoyue and Qiu Yu walked in side by side and saluted: "Young master, wash and change clothes." ”

Before Zhang Mu could react, Xiao Yue lifted Zhang Mu's brocade quilt, and Zhang Mu smiled awkwardly: "I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself." ”

As soon as he stepped on the clogs, Qiu Yu held a copper basin and waited for Zhang Mu to wash his face.

Zhang Mu stretched out his hand to wash his face, and as soon as he got up, Xiao Yue put a hot towel on his face, and then Xiao Yue waited for him to start changing.

Zhang Mu stood on the ground, motionless, and his clothes were neatly dressed.

Thinking about it, it is really a world of difference from the bitter rì that I had listened to He Xuan before.

As soon as they arrived in the outer hall, the mother-in-law who delivered the meal walked in with two steam lunch boxes underneath, put them on the ground and saluted and retreated.

Xiaoyue hurriedly opened the lunch box to set up the rice, a bowl of sweet eight-treasure porridge, a plate of crystal jujube rice cakes, a pot of steamed eggs, and poured on top

With sesame oil and sprinkled with coriander, the aroma is tangy.

In addition, there are eight side dishes, four salty, four sweet, two meat and six vegetarian, and a table is full.

At this time, Songwen came in to greet him, and then said, "Young master, the carriages and horses are ready." You have a meal, greet the patriarch, and then you can go. ”

"Have you had breakfast? Let's have a bite to eat? Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"Oh, sir, eat quickly. At present, the mansion is really not as good as before, and yesterday the old patriarch saw some weeds in the outer courtyard, so he asked Steward Zhang to call someone to beat Li Gouzi with twenty boards. Now he's still lying on the **. If I let the patriarch know that I eat at the same table with you, will I lose my life? Songwen hurriedly laughed.

When Zhang Mu heard this, he smiled helplessly, the old patriarch is strict in governing the family, and the internal and external rules are clear, and no trespassing is allowed at all.

After eating, cleaning his hands, and rinsing his mouth, he let Songwen go towards Xuanrong Hall.

In the past seven or eight days, Rìzi has lived a leisurely and comfortable life, and the most important thing every day is to settle the province in the morning and dusk, and then read and discuss with Wang Hongtai, save time to eat and sleep, and then tell Qiao'er the story.

Songwen and the three little servants carried Zhang Mu to the door of Zhang Fu's room, put down the rattan stool, and Zhang Mu went in to say hello.

The old patriarch was old, he got up early, and now he was sitting on the side of the desk holding a copy of "Huizhen Ji" and was fascinated by it, and when he saw Zhang Mu coming in, he hurriedly put down the book and covered it with other books, and then walked out.

"My grandson also came to greet him." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"Is the leg injury better?" Zhang Fu asked.

"It's already done, and it's out of the way." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"Well, that's fine. Today, the old man will also accompany you to the village to have a look. Wen Guang, is the car okay? Zhang Fu said with a smile.

"They're all waiting outside the door." Zhang Wenguang hurriedly came in, first gave Zhang Mu a look, and then smiled.

Since Zhang Mu took over the family business of Erfu, he has not been to his own grange, and it was originally the housekeeper who took Zhang Mu there, and it is estimated that Zhang Mu was afraid that Zhang Mu would not divide the grains and be deceived, so he personally accompanied him.

"**Bright, my grandson will accompany the patriarch to go out for a walk." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

A moment later, two carriages, one in front and one behind, and seven or eight followers, set off from Zhangfu.

"Mu Guoguo, why do you say that Jia Baoyu doesn't like Xue Baochai, but likes Lin Daiyu? I think Xue Baochai is good. Qiao'er sat in the car, looked at the good ** outside the city, and asked excitedly.

"Didn't I say that, stupid? Do you remember that once Shi Xiangyun persuaded Jia Baoyu to study hard in the future, Shi Xiangyun took the opportunity to persuade Baoyu to pay attention to the major event of "economic career", Baoyu said that this is called bastard talk, and declared: If Sister Lin also said these bastard words, I would have been separated from her a long time ago. Do you know what it is? This is the same temper and heart-to-heart. Jia Baoyu's heart is naturally only understood by Sister Lin, so he likes Sister Lin. Got it? Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"Well, it's complicated." Qiao'er shook her head blankly.

"Stupid girl, to put it simply, there are two kinds of likes. The first kind of liking is that you think he is good and are willing to be with him. And the second like, even if he is not good, you are still willing to be with her. With this kind of liking, you can be a husband and wife. Zhang Mu explained with difficulty.

"It's nonsense, in your words, the second kind of liking is that the brain is in water. If he's not good, why do you still like him? Qiao'er said disdainfully.

"Hey, one day, if you worry about someone and don't see him for a moment, life will be boring, and you will understand. It's like Xue Baochai is indeed gentle and moving, but Jia Baoyu is Sister Lin who likes to lose her temper, so what is love, and she teaches life and death. Zhang Mu sighed lightly and smiled helplessly.

"That person doesn't like people, and it looks like it's so troublesome." Qiao'er muttered quietly.

"Young master, the Grange has arrived." Songwen shouted outside the carriage.

Zhang Mu and Qiao'er got out of the carriage and looked up, and there was an endless field of cauliflower in front of them.

The breeze ripples, and the cauliflower rises and falls like waves, as spectacular as the ocean.

Not far away, there is a small courtyard, at this moment an old man in his fifties, wearing a green cloth bun with his hair in a bun, wearing a coarse cloth short brown robe, a miscellaneous sè short beard tied around his waist, wearing straw sandals to greet him.

This old man has dark skin, walks with the wind, although his hair is gray, but his face is full of traces carved by the suffering of the years, a pair of big hands are like a fan, calluses on it, and there are a few scars, at first glance he is an honest farmer.

"Little Wang Da, please say hello to the old patriarch and young master." Wang Zhuangtou walked quickly in front of them and hurriedly smiled.

"Old Wangtou, are you still strong?" The patriarch asked with a smile behind his back.

"Thanks to the old man and the young master. I'm in good health, and I can eat three bowls of rice in one meal. I can still serve the young master for a few years. Wang Zhuangtou smiled heartily.

"Okay, you take us to the fields, the old man hasn't come out for a long time." The old patriarch smiled.

At that moment, Wang Zhuangtou hurriedly walked in front to lead the way.

"Muzhi, look around, when our Zhang family was at its peak in the past, what you could see with your eyes, what you couldn't see, and even the entire Yongkang, belonged to our Zhang family. Not anymore. I can only guard this family business for you, and how the Zhang family will do in the future depends on whether you can hold it. Zhang Fu said earnestly as he walked.

"Grandpa, don't worry, in the future, I will definitely make our Zhang family stronger than now." Zhang Mu smiled thoughtfully.

"Well, it's good to have this ambition. Don't learn from that loser's brother. That's a real thing. The old patriarch said with a bit of anger.

After a while, we came to a field full of rape flowers.

"Young master, the land on this side of the road, one to the distant mountain, is the ripe field of the young master's home. The forty acres of ripe fields in front of him have always been taken care of by the old man's family. When the cauliflower is harvested this month, I will quickly turn the ground and sow seeds, and plant seedlings next month. Wait until July to harvest a stubble, and wait until the beginning of autumn to grab a stubble. After the harvest in late October, cauliflower is planted. ”

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to a faint mountain in the distance and said: "There is Zhongtian, which is also the young master's, planting a crop of rice, planting a crop of beans, sometimes planting wheat with less rain, beans are used to make tofu, feed, cauliflower oil." The leftover dregs are made into dry cakes, which are good fertilizers.

While talking and walking, after a while, he was tired, Wang Zhuangtou hurriedly ordered the guys in the village to carry over three small bamboo sedan chairs, let the villagers carry them, and continue to check.

After a while, I arrived at a fish pond, more than 30 large and small, I can't see the end at a glance, the sun shines in the fish pond, the breeze hits, sets off a circle of ripples, Bai Lian crosses the sky, the smoke waves are vast, occasionally there are fat fish jumping out of the water, the grass on the shore rises and falls with the wind, so not pleasant.

"Young master, this is our family's fish pond, and we have sidelines such as lotus roots, lotus, shrimp and crabs, and in addition to supplying them to the house, the rest will be sold for money and supplied to the house. There is a tenant family in this place. It's also the old man in the village. Wang Zhuangtou continued to introduce.

About another stick of incense, to a hill, Zhang Mu looked up, the hill is full of all kinds of fruit trees, mostly orange trees, bamboo, Wang Zhuangtou introduced: "This mountain forest, now half of the young master's. The fruits, bamboo shoots, fresh mushrooms, and bamboos on it were all supplied to the house first, and the rest were sold into money and handed over to Steward Zhang. ”

One to noon, but also only three or four out of ten, back to the village, Zhang Mu looked at the endless industry, listened to Wang Zhuangtou's narration, nose cauliflower fragrance, this is the first time to come to Daming has a sense of belonging.

"It turns out that I am really a landlord." Zhang Mu muttered in his heart.

There is another chapter ———————————————————— later, please read the book collection. Thank you. The third wave is coming.

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