Ah Qing glanced at Yuan Qingya lightly, as if she didn't take this to heart, she pushed open the door of her house and motioned for Yuan Qingya to follow.

The houses in this small village are not even longhouses, they are barely wooden structures, and the roof is a layer of thatch and masonry, which is absolutely warm in summer and cool in winter, and the living environment is extremely harsh.

In the middle of the mountains, this kind of small thatched house is also stronger than sleeping in the open air.

The room was quite empty, with beds on the walls and a half-buried stove in the middle, which was very rudimentary and could not support the intricacies of cooking, but it was the most common furniture structure of the era.

Slightly different is that the room is filled with a large number of "books".

Books from the Heian period were "luxury", and although they were not only affordable by princes and nobles, they were by no means affordable for a weak girl in a small village.

"Please sit down, Kunisa-sama, I'm sorry, I only have a quilt, you shouldn't let me sleep on the cold floor, right?"

The indifferent girl on the opposite side did not have half a fear of Yuan Qingya in her eyes, but made him feel a little kind.

Those fearful eyes, after a long time, are also a little tired.

Yuan Qingya sat cross-legged against the wall, squinting at the piles of books, and spread her hands.

"The guest is as he pleases, I will not be anti-guest-oriented."

"Don't worry, I have no ill will."

Ah Qing walked to the cabinet, not knowing what he was busy with, and said meaningfully: "Oh? Is that so? ”

"I don't think so."

"To be honest, it's a long way from that... Edo Castle isn't that far, just a few hills, and the mountain road is rugged and a little difficult to walk, but for you... You shouldn't be unable to go back, right? ”

"The lord of a country goes out, and he doesn't even have a horse?"

"But you have to stay in this little village, which is nothing of a sign to you, and offer to spend the night—you must understand that this kind of trouble will almost certainly fall on me."

"You're not a fool, when you see my gray hair, you should be able to guess that I'm not doing well here."

Yuan Qingya was slightly stunned, and her smile became a little subtle.

Unexpectedly... I've seen it through...

But he can't tell the truth either--this girl, you have a faint demonic aura about you, let me give you a physical examination - this will definitely be considered perverted.

Thinking of this, he quietly diverted the topic.

"The harvest in this village shouldn't be good, but you can afford to buy so many books?"

"In Edo Castle, a book can be exchanged for a lot of food..."

Although he knew that it was a digression, Ah Qing didn't care much.

"Just watch it if you want to, it's not bought."

"Books are expensive, because printing is time-consuming and laborious, but paper is not too expensive, that's... I wrote. ”

Yuan Qingya was not polite, looked down and flipped through a few books, and suddenly her expression became interesting.

In a sense, this is indeed written by the girl in front of you.

The paper is yellow straw paper, the pen is charcoal, and the words and sentences are beautiful, which is pleasing to the eye.

Each book is carefully bound together with a needle and thread, and is placed in a regular stack.

Yuan Qingya grabbed a copy casually, flipped a few pages, read it a little, and found that it was an ordinary ghost story, about the ghost fire in the cemetery, which was scary, and there was nothing outstanding.

He put the book back in its place and grabbed a few more.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became.

Ghost stories, romances, myths...

These are all quite normal.

However, "Materia Medica", "Fighting Classics", "April Civil Order"... This kind of book shouldn't be of interest to girls of this age, right?

The busy girl is unpredictable, and she speaks to herself.

"I only have one hobby"

"I like to listen to stories and I like to read books even more."

"I love the feeling of listening to stories, joys and sorrows, love and hatred, expressed through words and words, and the feeling of jumping in my mind, is really great."

"Hearsay, as I am."

"Thanks to this hobby, I may be smarter than most of the people in the village, and every month the village organizes people to go to the towns near the city to exchange food for daily necessities, and I always go with them."

"I don't have any special skills, and my body is weak, so I grow some grains and buckwheat, at most enough for me to eat alone, but fortunately I eat less, so I can't starve to death, no way, my father and mother left early, so I can only rely on myself."

"Fortunately, maybe it's talent, I seem to have some talent for painting, and the stories I write are also of interest to many merchants and ladies in the town, so every time, I can make a little money to buy some paper and pencils, and then I can have leisure to read books in the bookstore."

"These, I memorized them little by little, and then copied them down, there may be mistakes and omissions, there is no way, and I can't take care of so much."

Yuan Qingya raised her eyebrows, and muttered in disbelief: "How old are you... How many times do you have to go to the bookstore to copy so many books? ”

The girl in Tsing Yi turned around, showed a smile that should have been so, and replied, "Three times." ”

"Because it's too dangerous to travel, I don't go out much."

Yuan Qingya's eyelids jumped, and she blurted out a sentence.

"You... Can you remember it? ”

The girl was silent, and in Yuan Qingya's opinion, she acquiesced.

He was amazed in his heart.

Maybe... I found a treasure this time.

So, he pretended to be unintentional and said, "You have read so many books, I have questions for you." ”

"There are fields near Edo Castle, but the harvest is not good, some are deserted, those officials and samurai, either stupid or waste, there are not half of them who can help, although I have gathered a lot of people and manpower, but the grain production cannot go up, after all, it is empty talk."

"Is there anything you can do to help me?"

The girl didn't look back, she opened her mouth and came and talked eloquently.

"Hmm, farming? In the vicinity of Edo Castle, most of the rice should be grown, right? Unlike us, the land is barren and the crops are all grains and buckwheat. ”

"Farming should steal the time of heaven and earth, adapt measures to local conditions, and if the time is insufficient, manpower will make up for it."

"The foundation of all cultivation lies in the fun time, and the soil, the manure, the early hoe and the early harvest."

"All in all, we need to adapt to the climate, be diligent in fertilizing, and prevent disasters."

"If you are more specific, just talking about rice fields, there are, early rice fields, late rice fields, mountain cold water fields and plain rice fields, these characteristics are different, which one do you want to hear?"

As soon as the girl in Tsing Yi waved her hand, she saw Yuan Qingya covering her head, standing up with a headache, but her eyes were shining when she looked at her.

Although she knew that this young and promising lord would not do anything out of the ordinary, she was still a little flustered subconsciously, and her eyes became a little flustered.

Yuan Qingya didn't care about that, he forced out a very contrived and sweet smile.

"I said... Miss A-Qing. ”

"Please, please come home with me."

"You shouldn't waste your talent in this little mountain village!"