"Big Ash!" A crisp voice sounded, and then a silver-gray figure walked out.

Big Ash quickly got up, ran to Nalan Jinnian's side, and wagged his tail.

Big Ash stuck out his tongue: Stained its teeth!

Oops, the old man's blood is sour and smelly!

It's going to gargle!

Nalan Jinnian looked at Old Man Wen coldly: "Don't pay attention to what you shouldn't fight." ”

In the night, in the moonlight, his icy eyes glowed with a chilling coldness.

The voice was cold, like a piece of hail smashing into Old Man Wen's heart.

Old Man Wen was so frightened that he shivered all over his body, and he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Nalan Jinnian retracted his gaze and said to Wen Jiarui: "Uncle Wen, I'm leaving." ”

The tone is not cold, and it is very polite.

Wen Jiarui nodded.

Nalan Jinnian left with Big Ash.

Wen Jiarui looked at the old man Wen on the ground with complicated eyes.

I saw a few small blood holes in his neck, and the skin was broken and bleeding: "Dad, are you okay?" ”

Old Man Wen peed his pants, worried that he would be discovered by Wen Jiarui, and his face and dignity would be gone!

"It's fine!" He blushed with an old face, and he couldn't care about the pain in his neck, so he quickly got up, covered his neck, and ran.

In the moonlight, Wen Jiarui looked at a puddle of water on the ground.

“.........”

——

The weather is getting warmer.

The plump grains of wheat bent the ears of wheat.

The wheat of the warm home has also reached the eighth ripeness, and it is golden in the green bushes, which is extraordinarily festive!

Winter wheat is finally ready to be harvested!!

Wen Jiarui hired more than 50 short-term laborers in the town to harvest the wheat from the fertile fields in Qianjia Village, because after the wheat was harvested, he had to tidy up the fields and plant rice.

Ten day-time laborers were hired to help harvest the fields in the village.

Otherwise, the planting of rice will be delayed for one day, and then the maturity will be delayed by one day, and then the planting of late rice will be delayed.

Rice seedlings have been raised by the family a long time ago.

The fields are lively, and everyone is sweating like rain!

On the day of harvesting wheat, Nalan Jinnian did not come because of something, so he told Nuan Nuan to record the yield per mu and tell him when the time came.

Wen Jiafu came only after half of the wheat was harvested.

He saw heavy sheaf ears of wheat. It was an excitement in my heart!

He stood on the side, suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "Fourth, this wheat is so full, how many catties per mu is it!"

Wen Jiarui didn't raise his head: "I don't know, I didn't count!" ”

Old Man Wen also came, and he also went down to the field to help harvest the wheat, but he couldn't stop it.

This is what he can do to help the fourth family.

He listened to his eldest son's words and said happily: "This wheat is bulging, heavier than the rice we planted, I estimate that it should be five hundred catties!" Harvest, it's a great harvest! ”

Some other short-term workers listened and said: "Five hundred catties may be more, maybe it will be higher!" ”

They deal with crops all year round, and looking at the trend, they feel that there are seven or eight hundred catties, but this is a bit exaggerated, and they don't know if they are wrong.

After all, it was the first time to harvest wheat.

Five hundred pounds? Or even higher? Isn't the harvest more than 100 catties better than rice?

Wen Jiafu was excited when he heard this!

He said happily: "Haha...... Good! This wheat is well planted! ”

After Wen Jiafu finished speaking, he left happily.

He hurriedly went to the county and reported the matter to the county.

The county looked incredulous: "Are you sure it is 500 catties per mu?" ”

Wen Jiafu nodded: "Those old crop handles may have more to say!" ”

"Haha, good..... Go get me a bag of wheat!" I'll send it to the capital! The eldest prince can take this matter seriously! Yours will definitely be credited to you this time! ”

Wen Jiafu nodded: "I'll go now!" ”

Then he left in a hurry.

His footsteps were floating.

Climb the line of the eldest prince, and their family will not soar in the future? !

With this credit, Sister Wan played so well, during the Qianqiu banquet, maybe the emperor would be happy and make her the county lord!

——

The wheat harvest was not taken care of going home to eat, and the warmth and Wang's family, Wu's cooked food at home and sent it to the fields for the short-term workers to eat.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sauerkraut stew, fried kale with cured meat, don't mention more appetizers!

Because they are all healthy ingredients, when they are full, their strength is back, and everyone cuts hard, and they are not afraid of wheat stabbing their arms, face, neck and other exposed places of the body that are painful and itchy!

After eating, Wen Jiarui began to use ox carts to transport stacks of wheat to the grain drying field.

Taking advantage of the current sun, the wheat will be dried quickly.

Wen Jiafu hurriedly returned to the field, it was already afternoon, and the wheat field had already been harvested!

He didn't see Wen Jiarui's figure, and couldn't help but run to Old Man Wen's side: "Dad, where is the fourth brother?" ”

"He's taken the wheat to the barre, what's wrong? What are you looking for him? Old Man Wen couldn't help but ask when he saw his eldest son's anxious face.

"No, I want to ask the fourth brother to take a bag of wheat back and taste it, I don't know if the winter wheat tastes good."

"This wheat hasn't dried yet, how can you taste it?"

"It's okay, I'll just take it back to town and dry it. Not too much, a few pounds or so is enough. ”

Old Man Wen waved his hand: "Then you can pretend a little!" I'll tell your fourth brother when the time comes, he's not such a stingy person! ”

"Good!" Wen Jiafu hurriedly packed a small bag of wheat and left.

Because it was just a small bag, not much at all, and a few hundred catties of grain Wen Laozi felt that it was not a matter at all, and when Wen Jiarui came back, he also forgot to say it.

Stacks of wheat were transported to the barn, and the villagers looked at them with hot eyes.

The village chief only planted one acre of land, and looked at the golden wheat in the barn field, smiling so much that he couldn't see his eyes!

Good thing he's wise!

Because of the large number of people invited, more than 20 acres of wheat were harvested in one day.

Then the wheat was dried in the threshing field for three days, and when the warmth was almost dry, it began to fight again.

So dozens of people have been busy for another day!

I'm tired enough!

Next, the wheat is dried in the sun before the yield can be calculated.

In the study

Nalan Jinnian, Nuan, Liang Zhifu, Ouyang Huai'an, Wen Jiarui, and the five of them sat together and began to discuss where the entire Nalan country could start planting winter wheat next year.

"Wheat can be grown even in very cold places, but it takes longer to ripen. In general, wheat can ripen in more than 100 days when planted in warm places, and wheat can ripen in more than 90 days, and it can be ..... in cold areas."

Warm and careful, Liang Lianzhang remembered seriously.

He has served as an official in many places in Nalan Country, and he has traveled to many places when he was studying, so he knows the climate conditions of various places.

Several people discussed that those counties and towns in Nalan Country could promote winter wheat and when to plant it, so that the colder areas could be harvested twice a year, and the warmer areas could be harvested three times a year.

After having the results, he wrote a note to Nalan Jinnian to see, and when the wheat dried and the yield came out, he quickly sent it to the capital.

Nalan Jinnian said to Ouyang Huai'an: "After the wheat is dried, you send someone to put all the grain into the granary, keep it, and make wheat seeds in the next year." ”

"Okay." Ouyang Huai'an nodded.