If all the penny fish are dried, there should be more than 100 catties, which is a big harvest, no matter whether it can be sold or not, at least it can be eaten by your own family, and you are not afraid of winter.

"Chunya, what do you think I brought back?" At this time, on the bamboo bridge of the small river in front of the door, there was a joyful voice of Bu Ru.

The two sisters and brothers ran to the courtyard in front of the door, only to see the Bu Ru rushing, trotting on the small flat ground in front of the door, and then lifting a fish high, this fish is about more than a catty, with a long green grass through the gills.

"I was in the village in the morning, and I helped Grandpa Liu at the end of the village read a letter to his family, so he left me a meal, and then in the afternoon I took a pen to help him write a reply, and he gave me this fish, and we can have a good meal tonight."

The guy said excitedly, and his delicate face showed a proud look, as if he was waiting to see the cheers of the two siblings, and it was best to praise a few more words.

"Hahaha~" Seeing Bu Ru's triumphant appearance, the sister and brother glanced at each other and laughed.

"Brother-in-law, you come with me!" Jiang Zhen pulled the bewildered Buru of the second monk and walked to the side of the house.

Seeing the fish full of bamboo poles, Buru's eyes widened; "Why are there so many fish? Where did it come from? ”

"Well, this is it." Jiang Zhen pointed to the low-lying puddle in disarray.

"Ah, I didn't think there would be so many fish here, I wouldn't catch them, it's stupid." Bu Ru scratched his head cutely and showed an embarrassed smile; "I'm still making a fool of myself in front of you."

The three of them laughed together in the afterglow of the sunset.

In the end, the fish was also killed and hung on a penny.

For dinner, it was a bunch of small fish that were not hung up and dried because they were too small.

Jiang Yi began to fry these small fish slightly on the big pot first, and steamed them with some ginger and green onions, and the taste was surprisingly fragrant.

The family is delicious, chatting while eating.

Jiang Yi picked up a finger-sized fish and put it in her mouth, chewing as she spoke; "If we can take most of the fish to the town and buy it for some salt and rice, it should be enough for us to eat until the beginning of spring."

After a pause, he turned his head and asked; "Brother Ru'er, is it easy to sell such dried fish that has not been salted in the town?"

"I don't know, I can probably sell it, after all, there are so many people in the town." The inability to answer this question made him a little shy.

"I'll take it to town and see the price when it's a little bit dry." It's a big deal, it's cheaper, it will definitely be sold if it is in stock, Jiang Yi thought.

"If only I could catch fish," Jiang Zhen said as he sucked on a small fish, revealing a beautiful look and full of reverie.

Jiang Yi looked at the side, a half-broken wooden barrel, which contained loaches, about half a catty, because this fish is not easy to kill, and it is durable, so it is still being raised.

"Also, brother, we can continue digging for loaches tomorrow."

"Hey, yes, you can catch loaches." Jiang Zhen's eyes lit up.

It was early winter, and the soil in the low-lying fields had not yet dried up, and the loaches had burrowed into the soil.

"If that's the case, I'll go and help catch it." Bu Ru volunteered to follow.

Jiang Yi thought about it and refused; "Brother Ru'er, don't go, read at home."

Bu Ru is only fifteen years old now, if you read it carefully, it should still be too late, I don't want to be a peasant woman for the rest of my life, and I have to plan every step in the future, so at least half of the future is tied to him, a little Langjun.

"No, now that my family is in difficulty, how can I continue to be a waste man who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers, I am a manly man, I have to take on the responsibility of starting a family, at least let my family be fed and clothed."

Bu Ru put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Yi sitting next to him with pity, he didn't want to let his family starve because of his study, and he was helpless when he fell in front of him again.

"And it's useless for me to study, Mr. said that our village is not prosperous, and those seniors who study hard and never put down their books for a moment are at most a showman, and there have only been three in the past hundred years, and none of them can go one step further."

Speaking of this, he shook his head and sighed; "Besides, I've been abandoned for so long, and now I'm fifteen years old, and I don't have time to study."

Jiang Yi gave him a blank look; "Su Laoquan started to work hard at twenty-seven, how could it be too late?"

The way of the Confucian; "Hey, how do you know that Su Laoquan is twenty-seven years old?"

Jiang Yi's eyes rolled and he smiled; "I listened to you."

"When did I say that?"

"By the way, Brother Ru'er, what dynasty are we now? Who is the Emperor? ”

This is clearly an attempt to divert the subject.

Bu Ru said lightly; "Why do you ask this? It has nothing to do with us who is the emperor, just live our lives. ”

Jiang Yi successfully changed the topic and was secretly happy; "You say, I just want to hear it."

Unable to withstand the soft grinding and hard bubbles, Bu Ru looked at the coquettish little wife and smiled and doted; "Okay, let me tell you, it's the Great Yong Dynasty, the third year of Chongzhen."

"Great Yongchao?" Jiang Chunya asked suspiciously, although her history is not good, she also knows the Qin, Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and she doesn't seem to have heard of the Yong Dynasty.

"That's right, the founding ancestor of our Dayong Dynasty is Meng Hui, he was a general in the Southern Song Dynasty, and later Emperor Taizong saw that the Southern Song Dynasty was rotten and could not be carved, so he persuaded Emperor Dazu to raise troops to replace him and resist the Yuan on his own. Later, after the death of Emperor Meng Heng of Dazu, Emperor Taizong inherited his will, resisted the Yuan army's 15 years and eight strong attacks, blocked the most cutting-edge moment of the Yuan army, and recuperated, enriched the country and strengthened the army, and finally recaptured the Han land and established the Dayong Dynasty, which has been inherited for more than 300 years and almost 400 years. ”

"Meng Hui?" Jiang Chunya muttered suspiciously, she didn't like history very much, but she happened to have heard of this person.

When I was in high school, there were two classmates in the class who were good at reading and arguing about the ranking of famous generals in the Southern Song Dynasty, and they almost fought for the second position, one said it was Han Shizhong, and the other said that it was Meng Heng, a master of mobile defense.

She deliberately took her mobile phone Baidu and took this Meng Heng at that time.

However, she remembered that this generation of famous generals did not rebel until they died of old age, and in the end the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty, and the battle of Yashan broke the backbone of the Han people.

Could it be that this is a certain guy, the predecessor who crossed over to the body of Meng Hui's son Emperor Taizong, and changed the world to create this parallel world?

These were just some questions, but she didn't really care.

The reason why I ask what dynasty it is, I just want to understand the world and era in which I live.

For the next three days, the weather was good, and the two siblings were digging loaches in the low-lying land, so they went to the village to borrow two small iron rakes, and started from a corner, carefully turning over the soil inch by inch, looking for the loaches inside.