The most important thing in transforming wasteland is to have water, and with water, the desert can also grow vegetables. Han Baichuan's practice was to buy a cylinder car, which was an agricultural irrigation machine that used water to impact the wheel of water in ancient times. He had a drum truck installed on the river's edge, dug a trench, and used the rapid current into the trough to push the water wheel to rotate, lifting the water in the trough to a high place through the wooden or bamboo tube on the water wheel, and finally flowing into the farmland for irrigation. It took another week to complete all this.

Then the workers were asked to evenly plant various flowers from cuttings and grafting on it. The job was very simple, and he only briefly explained it. The most important thing is Yuan Shisan's side.

Before he hired Yuan Shisan, Yuan Shisan, who had just experimented with a new variety of peony, had not yet been popularized.

Han Baichuan and Jiang Cheng'er came to the newly bought field, Yuan Shisan was squatting on the ground and busy, in front of him was a field of flowers, only a few buds bloomed, but these buds turned out to be turquoise, like a little elf, which looked particularly different in the pink and light yellow peony moon season around.

Jiang Cheng'er looked at these blue flowers in amazement, she has also seen a lot of blue flowers in modern times, hyacinths, and blue cornflowers, but most of them are imported from foreign countries or artificially cultivated, it turns out that there were also blue flowers in ancient times?

"What kind of flower is this?" She bent down and stroked the delicate buds.

"This is the famous peony jade Qianye, it cost me a lot of money to buy flower seeds, although Young Master Han returned the money to me." Yuan Shisan replied with a smile, when his technology was first successfully tested, he was still worried about how to plant a large number of plants, and now that the owner has paid generously, he has no worries and boldly cultivates this new variety.

Han Baichuan said to him: "The two most precious peonies are called 'Yao Huang' and 'Wei Zi', since this kind of peony is cultivated by you, it is better to call it 'Yuan Bi', how about it?" ”

"Huh? Turns out you can take my name? Yuan Shisan's eyes widened in disbelief, "I can't afford the name of Peony." ”

"Why can't you afford it? You cultivated it. Han Baichuan looked at the peony field with satisfaction, and said lightly: "I said that if you can afford it, you can afford it." ＂

The flower planting is proceeding in an orderly manner, and before you know it, it is the end of the year.

A year has passed since the flowers bloomed and fell, and the years passed for the trees to wither. The villagers of Xiaoyun Village have begun to prepare for the upcoming Spring Festival again.

A woman dressed in coarse cloth and carrying a cloth bag came to the door of Han's house and walked in cautiously.

"Hello, grandma, I'm coming to see my big phoenix." It turned out that Jiang Qin's family came to visit his daughter.

Everyone left, leaving only Jiang Qin and Jiang Cheng'er to talk privately in the room.

Jiang Qin's hand over the bulging cloth bag to Jiang Cheng'er: "Come, my mother brought you some good things." ”

Jiang Cheng'er took the cloth bag, but she had an ominous premonition in her heart. Sure enough, when I opened it, it was a mess of indescribable things.

"What is this?!"

Jiang Qinshi took out an oiled paper bag wrapped in two layers, opened it, and a fishy smell came to his nose: "This is a lamb kidney, it is very good to make soup and soup, and eating it can tonify the kidneys......"

Jiang Cheng'er couldn't cry or laugh: "Why do I want to eat this ......?"

Jiang Qin's expression stared at her with a serious expression: "Let me ask you, how long have you been married to Young Master Han?" ”

I don't know why she asked about this, but she replied honestly: "More than three months." "She got married in the fall.

"Isn't this enough, it's been three months, is there any movement in your stomach?"

Jiang Cheng'er couldn't bear to tell her that she and Han Baichuan hadn't really had that yet...... It's strange that there's movement.

"Mother, why are you in such a hurry? What can I do with the young master when he was like that before? Now that he's recovered, we still have to develop a relationship. ”

When Jiang Qin heard this, he nodded slowly: "Well, I'm really too anxious, I'm afraid that if you can't give birth to a son, if he accepts a concubine, your status will be difficult to protect." ”

Jiang Cheng'er was speechless, what was going on in the minds of the ancients every day. But I can't tell her that Han Baichuan's core has already changed.

Jiang Qin whispered again: "Do you know, Lotus is pregnant. ”

Lotus? Jiang Cheng'er thought for a long time before she remembered that it was her cousin who married Jiang Jing, a scholar she had originally fancied. She said lightly: "Yes, then congratulations." ”

Jiang Qinshi knocked her forehead hard: "Congratulations, a ghost, when Jiang Jing is admitted to the Jinshi, she will be the official's wife when she becomes an official, and she has a child, so your aunt can't laugh at my family every day?" ”

"Mother, she can laugh at anything she wants, and can you not worry so much about things in the future, think about the present, it is better to let Ping'er learn a little female red, and have a little skill."

Jiang Qinshi patted his head: "Ouch, you didn't say that I forgot, I forgot to send her to learn things, you are right, I used to want you to help me farm when my family was dying of hunger, but now it seems that farming can't make money, once there is a drought, there will be no harvest, it's better to learn some crafts, I'll go home......" After speaking, he hurriedly left.

Jiang Cheng'er looked at her back and sighed, who said that farming can't make money? It's just that the ancients didn't have scientific planting methods and tools, and they could barely make a living.

The Spring Festival is approaching before you know it. In the first Spring Festival in ancient times, regardless of the rich or poor, every household wore new clothes, and Jiang Cheng'er also used her own money to buy a lotus-colored printed yarn embroidered skirt, and bought clothes for Han Lin and Mrs. Han. The two smiled from ear to ear and praised her for her filial piety.

After lunch, Han Baichuan glanced at her and motioned for her to follow to the room. Jiang Cheng'er followed in curiously, only to see him take out a small rectangular brocade box.

He said, "Open it and take a look." ”

When I opened it, I saw that inside was a delicate beaded moire red silver step.

"What is this?"

He looked a little uncomfortable: "Well, this is a New Year's gift. ”

Jiang Cheng'er gave him a big smile back. Han Baichuan was a little stunned for a while. In her memory, she hadn't laughed much from the bottom of her heart since she married into the Han family, so he began to treat her as an opponent. Now he has slowly understood her temperament, she has no ambitions, but she will fight back when she meets villains, and she doesn't like to be wronged.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Cheng'er and Mrs. Han were wrapping dumplings together in the kitchen. The dumplings of this dynasty are almost the same as in modern times, with fillings such as corn pork, mushroom mutton, and leeks, all of which are thin and filling, neatly placed on the plate, and are mouth-watering before they are cooked.

Mrs. Han suddenly looked at her kindly: "Dafeng, you and Xiang'er have a good relationship now, right?" ”

"Hmm." I don't know what Madame is going to say.

"That's good, Xiang'er used to be smart and clever, and then it was really distressing to become like that, but that fortune teller is really accurate, and if you marry you, you will really change back to what you were before."

Jiang Cheng'er smiled: "That's also the young master's good fortune." ”

"I just don't know what happens to my grandson." Mrs. Han changed her words, "If I can have more little grandchildren, then my life will be worth it." ”

Jiang Cheng'er was a little suspicious that Mrs. Han and her mother were good sisters.

"Hehe, I'll go see how the soup is cooking over there." She made an excuse and walked over to the iron pot where the soup was boiling on the other side of the kitchen. A large pot of haggis soup was boiling in the iron pot, and she poured some pepper into it, and the soup gave off an enticing aroma. It's a pity that in ancient times, you can't kill ploughing cattle at will, otherwise the offal soup is also very umami.

The next people take out a jar, that is the Tujiang wine that has been brewed for a long time, Tujiang wine is made of rhubarb, atractylodes, cinnamon branches, parsnip, pepper, aconitum and other traditional Chinese medicine into the wine, with the effect of benefiting the temperature and yang, dispelling wind and dissipating cold, and avoiding the evil of epidemic boils.

In the evening, the family gathered around the table, on which each person had a bowl of dumplings, fried rice cakes, a large pot of haggis soup, and a jar of Tujiang wine and glutinous rice wine were placed under the table.

Han Lin took a bite of the dumplings, the dumplings had thin skin and many fillings, and they were cooked deliciously, and the soup seeped out as soon as he bit it. I couldn't help but praise again and again: "It's delicious." "Eat a bowl in no time.

Jiang Cheng'er took a sip of haggis soup, and her whole body was immediately filled with a warm feeling. It goes well with lamb in winter.

Han Baichuan sandwiched a piece of fried rice cake, the rice cake was wrapped in a layer of brown sugar, golden yellow, like a piece of gold, with a slight burnt fragrance, sticky and soft when bitten, and melted in the mouth.

Everyone ate and drank enough, and after digesting it for a while, Han Lin opened the jar of Tujiang wine. Tujiang wine is actually medicinal wine, the taste is not fragrant, but there is a faint medicinal fragrance.

He poured a glass for Han Baichuan and Jiang Cheng'er, and both of them were flattered and hesitated to drink.

"Xiang'er, you don't like to drink Tujiang wine since you were a child, Tujiang wine has the effect of preventing plague, you are already an adult, you must drink it this time."

Han Baichuan frowned and poured the wine down his throat. Jiang Cheng'er also drank it slowly, fortunately, it was not unpleasant.

The custom on Chinese New Year's Eve is to keep the New Year all night, and the family sits in the hall. In the middle of the night, Jiang Cheng'er couldn't hold it anymore, and her eyelids were fighting.

"Go to sleep." Han Baichuan's eyes were also covered with red bloodshots, and his voice was tired.

So Jiang Cheng'er went back to the room. When I woke up the next day, I heard the deafening sound of firecrackers.

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into the Tujiang River. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

The peach charms posted by other farmhouses are all "busy farmhouses, flowers and birds, and the earth is spring." "Say goodbye to the old year with fruitful results, and celebrate the new year with singing." They weren't literate either, but they thought the couplets looked good.

And the Han family posted "A hundred years of heaven and earth to return to vitality, and unify the mountains and rivers are peaceful." This is Han Lin's wish. Lord Xu is having a hard time in the court now, but he can't help him. He is clothed, and now he only hopes that the society will be healthy and can live a peaceful life.

A few days after the first day of the first lunar month, the lamp market, flower market, and silkworm market are particularly lively, and Han Baichuan's goal is the flower market. The Spring Festival gave the workers three days off and began to work hard again. The peony of the thirteen species of Yuan has also opened its buds and is about to bloom completely.