Winter, originally the most idle season for rural people, but this year's old road of the Jinhe River, everywhere is the figure of tidying up the fields, digging ponds and collecting manure, the rice fields in Weijiawan, the average yield of one mu of land is two hundred and forty catties, giving many people hope, they used to plant buckwheat, one acre of land only harvested thirty or forty catties, only twice as much as seeds.

Now, Wei Jiawan has become a model for the people of the old road of the Jinhe, what they do, immediately someone imitated, Wei Chenglan led the whole village, poured pig manure on the rice straw, and then pressed the soil, layer by layer, piled up into a big dung heap, not long after, outside the village along the old road of the Jinhe, there were such dung heaps everywhere.

Yang Guanghui and Liu Quanhan are different, the Yang family is in the imperial court, there is little influence, he went to Shanyang, he came to practice, as long as he has achievements, he is not afraid of not being promoted, therefore, he is not blind, busy scraping the ground and exploiting the people, but sent people to carefully investigate and figure out Liu Quanhan's measures. This is a smart man, seeing that Shanyang County has come out of the initial predicament, only need appropriate support, not worried about the results, so he let go, and even urged the people along the river to plant trees and prevent wind as much as possible, and at the same time engage in breeding, manure accumulation, improve the soil, and also suggested that they build a small reservoir to store water and grow rice.

Liu Quanhan's years in Shanyang, is the lowest point in the development of Shanyang County, Yang Guanghui came here, has climbed to the half-slope, at this stage, everything is basically on the right track, as long as Yang Guanghui does not toss blindly, even if he lies down and sleeps all day, he will achieve good results in three years.

There is no way, there are people in the court who are easy to do, and his distant cousin is in the ministry, and he consulted all the files and folds of Liu Quanhan before sending his nephew to pick peaches.

Wen Jin didn't know what Yang Guanghui's background was, but she was somewhat grateful to this official, yes, in this feudal society, even if she came to pick peaches, it was a blessing for the people to meet such an official who understood things.

Before Shanyang, it was similar to Shui Ling, but Shanyang was able to survive the famine, but Shui Ling almost caused a civil uprising, the imperial court sent someone to investigate, the magistrate was really a corrupt official, and now, there was also a new magistrate, but the same new official took office, Yang Guanghui was good, but there was a sad face, even if you want to learn from Shanyang, you have to endure for two or three years, how can you live in these two or three years? You can't always count on the imperial court for disaster relief, right?

There was a war in the western Xinjiang, and the grain was transported there, even if the emperor was willing to provide disaster relief, he had to have this strength.

But Shuiling's magistrate has successfully passed three years, the reason is that many people fled from the famine, never looking back, Shuiling's wasteland, no one cultivated, naturally grew grass, those who stayed, they learned from Shanyang, with these grasses, feed cattle and sheep, and then slowly recuperate, the environment is no longer deteriorated, people are relieved.

Entering the winter, as cold as the previous two years, Wen Jin brought her dried kiwi fruit and kiwi sauce to the provincial capital, she met a few fruit sellers who specialize in running large households, and asked them to sell, and the dividends given were particularly attractive, a pound of dried kiwifruit, for 500 Wen, a can of kiwi sauce, for 300 Wen, those fruit sellers, very surprised by Wen Jin's handwriting, and the sales were particularly hard, and they were sold out in the winter month.

Those rich people, as soon as they tasted the sweetness, ran out of stock, and scolded and scolded the delivery dealers.

These people also complained a few words about Wen Jin, and they all looked forward to Wen Jin being able to grow more fruits next year.

Wen Jin was very serious about the kiwi seeds left, buried in the sand, put them outside for the winter, she still raised a lot of seedlings this year, Wang Dashan listened to Wen Jin's encouragement, and planned to plant two hundred acres of land.

Wen Jin thought of the old road of the Jinhe River in the future, under the endless green shade, full of fluffy fresh fruits, and woke up with a smile from a beautiful sleep.

In the blink of an eye, Layue, Wen Jin's fish, even if it brought sauerkraut and seasonings, was not as good as in previous years, however, the price was slightly reduced, and finally it was shot, all the duck eggs were pickled into Songhua eggs, there were too many people who pickled salted duck eggs, and the price dropped too much, she had no reason not to do it expensively, and to do it cheaply.

Because of the price reduction of duck eggs, ordinary people's children can occasionally eat one, and the people who raise ducks are even more because they can't sell them, so they can eat them casually.

Although the price of duck and fish has fallen, Wen Jin now has more channels of income than before, especially this year's lacquer, which is more than ten times that of last year, so the money box under her kang is not less than before.

Mingshan has been busy for a year, Wen Jin shared the dividends with him equally, and got hundreds of taels of silver, the old man Wang was very happy, he didn't say anything, he was very proud of his youngest son: "Mingshan, in a few years, our family will be able to buy some more land to come in." ”

"Dad, you only know how to buy land and do business to make money."

"It's not reliable to do business, it's real to farm." The old man is most proud of buying more than 20 acres of Qian's family, which is the best land in Linjin Town, with two seasons a year, drought and flood to ensure harvest.

Mingshan didn't buy it: "Farming depends on the sky to eat, where is the business reliable?" ”

Old man Wang couldn't say anything about his son, so he shut up.

Mingshan was still in front of Wen Jin, but was ruthlessly refuted: "Farming depends on the sky to eat, and doing business depends on the brain, if you don't pay attention, you will lose all your money, and you can't be careless at all, these two projects are risky." ”

"Wen Jin, what are the risks of receiving raw paint? Now there are more and more people going up the mountain to cut paint, and you don't have to worry about making no money. ”

"In the event of a major drought, the sumac tree will also stop flowing."

"Huh?" Mingshan was dumbfounded.

"Therefore, we must continue to find new ways and broaden financial routes in order to be invincible."

"Hey, hey, got it."

Mingshan knew that with his own ability, he couldn't earn a hundred taels of silver a year, so he was even more convinced that it was right to follow Wen Jin. When he didn't collect paint, he helped Qian Xiancheng collect medicinal herbs, or helped Wen Jin farm the land, he felt that only by being so busy and non-stop could he be worthy of his conscience and his income of hundreds of taels of silver a year.

Wen Han returned home on the day of the new year, Wen Jin heard the news, handed over the affairs of Shiwei Village to Liu Sanjing to take care of, and entrusted Mingshan to go over and go around when he was free, and he took the pomegranate and hurriedly returned to the mountain nest.

Wen Han stood at the door of the upper room, his eyes were stunned, but Wei Shi was busy in the kitchen with a happy face, Wen Jin greeted the elders, and walked in front of Wen Han.

"Brother, Shen Jun is a human being, and we also know it, how can he just say goodbye without saying goodbye?"

"But I asked the dean, and it was his family who picked him up."

"This is even more suspicious, he is at odds with his stepmother, and you know it."

"I, we don't know where his home is."

Wen Jin frowned: "Brother, can't you inquire?" ”

Wen Han patted Wen Jin on the shoulder soothingly: "Don't worry, the fourth master of the Shen family has come to the academy, and he also met me specifically, asked me about the scene at that time, and told me that Shen Jun went to the Western Xinjiang military camp." ”

"What? It's true? ”

"Well, this year, he almost didn't go to class, except for martial arts, that is, he read military books, Western Xinjiang geography, and it was reasonable to go to Western Xinjiang, I just wondered why he only wrote me a letter on the road, and then there was no news."

"What about faith?"

"I'm going to give it to you." Wen Han turned around, took out the letter from the bedroom, and gave it to Wen Jin.

"Wen Han, Wen Jin, see the words like meeting:

Leave in a hurry, please forgive the sin of not telling you.

I have long had the idea of serving the country, and at the time of the national disaster, I could no longer feel at ease in the room, and when the accident happened, I resolutely decided to go to the battlefield.

Please don't worry about your brother, Junji people are in heaven, Wen Cheng Wutao, this will be able to show his ambition and repay the country's wishes. Please wait for the good news, within three years, you will sing a triumphant song and come to meet your brother! ”

Shen Jun

October of the 15th year of Emperor Mingzong"

There were only a few words, scribbled, and it seemed that he had written in a hurry.

"Brother, you say, no matter how anxious Shen Jun is, he won't be so short of a day and a half, right?"

"I'm also very strange, the fourth master of the Shen family also saw me and said that he was very safe, so let me not worry about it."

Wen Jin was worried, but she had to believe that the reputation of the fourth master of the Shen family, she had also heard of it, it turned out that in Liangzhong Province, Shen Mingxi, the fourth master of Shen, was not only famous, but also a first-class person, and those who had dealt with him, no one dared to say the word "no", just because of this, before the old man Shen left, he repeatedly told his son, but forty, he could not enter the official career, lest he be calculated by others.

Wen Han didn't stop visiting because the county lord and the teachings had changed, but brought gifts with Wen Jin, who were more serious and respectful than in previous years.

Stroking the jar of kiwi sauce, Wen Han's face was gloomy for a while, last year, Shen Jun tasted Wen Jin's kiwi sauce, he liked it very much, and said that he kept it for him this year, but unfortunately, the things are still there, but the people are far away.

Yang Guanghui is not uncommon with gifts from Wenhan, fish and ducks, which are not easy to sell this year, and several big households in the county, as well as Huang Township officials, Zhao Li, etc., have given him such New Year's gifts.

Wen Han also sent a few jars, although there were words written on them, Yang Guanghui didn't bother to look at them, he thought it was wine.

Wen Han saw that the county lord hummed haha, and he coped with it with a face, naturally knowing that he was just a showman, and the county magistrate took the time to meet each other because of the carload of gifts, so he saluted and withdrew with Wen Jin.

Teaching Wang Gang's attitude, but it is completely different, the county's Xiucai, there are also New Year's gifts to him, but there are very few people as generous as Wen Han, he smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, and he said in a loud voice, regardless of Wen Han's failure to come to visit in time: "Those who don't know are not guilty, Qian Xiucai is polite." ”

Yang Guanghui handed the gift to his wife and never mentioned it again. On the thirtieth day of the lunar month, incense was given to the ancestors, sacrifices were placed, and the wife and son kowtowed to salute, and then the family sat down to drink tea and chat, and survived the New Year.

"Where did Madame buy this dried fruit, it's delicious, what kind of fruit is it?"

"Where did I buy it, the gift you received, but asked me about it, oh, there are words on the jar, let Mother Liu take it and take a look."

Wen Jin was very careful, and on each gift, Wen Han was asked to write the name of the product, as well as: "Late Qian Wenhan Dedication". The purpose of her gift is to increase the popularity of kiwifruit, and naturally she will not miss any opportunity to publicize.

"Dried kiwi fruit? What kind of fruit is kiwi? ”

"How do I know, this is the first time I've eaten it——, oh yes, there's also a jar of kiwi jam, why don't you take it and try it."

Mother Liu dug out a bowl from the jar and sent it to the master's tea table, Yang Guanghui scooped a little with a spoon and put it in his mouth, it was even more delicious than dried fruit, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, tasted it well, and couldn't help but regret a little, he didn't take a good look at it that day, and said a few words to that young showman, so someone sent such a rare thing, he should praise two sentences.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Shen Million, the richest man in Shanyang, came to visit with his wife, because he was generous, Mrs. Yang's hospitality was on the top, including a jam tart, which Mrs. Shen loved very much: "Mrs. Yang, don't laugh at me for being lonely and unheard, I haven't seen the world, what kind of jam is in the pie?" ”

Mrs. Zhixian is very proud, haha, Shen Million's business has been done in the capital, Mrs. Shen is very arrogant on weekdays, and often laughs at other female relatives who don't know anything, although she comes from the capital, sometimes she can't hold it down, after all, the family of studying is not as extravagant as the businessman.

Unexpectedly, the small jam made Mrs. Shen bow her head, and Mrs. Yang felt very comfortable.

"It's kiwi sauce."

"What kind of fruit is kiwi?"

Mrs. Yang didn't know, but she was very good at fooling: "Oh, how can I say this, when the fresh fruit comes down, I will send you some, and you will know." ”

"Then I'll thank Madame first." No matter how rich Mrs. Shen is, she is still respectful in front of Mrs. Zhixian. The magistrate of the broken family, the Fu Yin who destroyed the door, her man, no matter how big an official he made outside, the magistrate who was directly in charge of the head did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"No thanks, a few fruits are nothing." Mrs. Yang was particularly generous.

Mrs. Shen later recalled the delicacy and mentioned the matter in front of the man: "Have you ever seen that kiwi fruit when you traveled north and south in one day?" ”

"How do you know about kiwis?" Shen Million was in the provincial capital, and occasionally encountered, it is said that a catty is sold for a tael of silver, he inquired for a long time, and he didn't know where this fruit was produced.

"Mrs. Zhixian made a kiwi pie, which was entertained to us that day."

"Oh." Shen Million doesn't like sweets, of course he doesn't know about it.

"Mrs. Yang also said that when the fruit is ripe, bring me some."

"Madam, if you are free, take a good set of Mrs. Yang's words, and inquire where there is kiwifruit."

Since Mrs. Zhixian said that, this kiwifruit may be produced in Shanyang, Shen Million seems to see that a large number of fruit trees are not fruits, but silver, if he sends the fruits into the capital, he will definitely be able to make a lot of money.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Qian Chuan couldn't go to the next door to go to relatives, but he rolled his eyes and wanted to have something to do with the mountain nest.

Wen Jin and Wen Han were standing in the courtyard when they heard someone open the door and hurried over to greet them, but they didn't expect it to be her.

"What are you going to do?"

"Ouch Wenjin, I'll go back to my parents' house."

"You're at the wrong door, aren't you? Your mother's home is in Linjin Town. ”

"Ouch, Wen Jin, such a shameful place, who is going, I fought with Xiangui and them, and we have cut off contact."

"If you don't get along with them, I don't care, this is not your mother's house, or you can't beat the eight poles, please do it."

Yang Heidan, who was following behind the money strings, was anxious and squeezed over from behind his mother: "Wen Jin, how did you talk?" ”

"Yang Heidan, I haven't seen anyone who forces people to recognize their daughters, don't forget who your mother is, and what relatives you climb here."

In the first month, she usually doesn't rush to the door, but Wen Jin will never let the money strings and pull this side again, isn't she too troublesome enough?

"Brother and sister, brother and sister—" Qian skewered and played tricks, hoping that Webster would come forward and keep her.

"Money strings, don't come to this set, go quickly!"

"You, you dare to call me by name?" Money strings screamed.

Wen Han really couldn't stand it, and stepped forward, he was now half a head taller than his father, blocking in front of Wen Jin, very majestic: "Don't call here, if you want to find your mother's family, why don't you go to your mother's side, we and the big house are broken, you are an adopted daughter of a big house, what are you talking nonsense here?" ”

"Why are you so ruthless, I grew up eating a pot of rice with your father."

Wen Jin sneered: "You're ruthless, aren't you?" My mother and adoptive mother don't recognize it, just because they are poor, right? Since we have set up another ancestral hall, we will break off with the previous one, so don't force us to call someone and drive you out. ”

"You guys, you ......" Qian String still wants to cheat.

"Uncle Wang—" Wen Jin suddenly shouted behind Qian Chuan.

The money string slipped out and ran out, Wen Han took the opportunity to push a handful of Yang Hei Dan and closed the door casually.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han was not far away, and when he heard someone calling him, he walked over here: "Money strings, are you uncomfortable looking for them again?" Brother Qian has already broken off the relationship with your head of the house, do you still want to rely on others? ”

Qian String walked back with the black egg in embarrassment, she thought that Wei was easy to speak, and she scolded Qian Xiangui a few words, so that she could please the people here.

With such a laizi, how could Wen Jin let her succeed?

Hearing Wang Han speak, Wen Han hurriedly opened the door: "Uncle Wang, I'm causing you trouble." ”

"What's the trouble with this? It's good that your father is disconnected from that side, what kind of relatives are they, just don't help each other, they still calculate everywhere, and pit people to death. Ah, bah, "It's not good to say anything dead or alive in the first month, Wang Han hurriedly corrected it."

"Uncle Wang, aren't your relatives going to leave today?"

"My father and mother went to my uncle's house, and there were many relatives there, so we couldn't sit in the house, so we didn't go, and the children were still playing at his uncle's house."

"Oh, uncle, there are only two people left in your family and your aunt? Just stop the fire and come to my house for dinner. Wen Jin warmly invited.

Wen Han also smiled and said: "Uncle, Wen Jin made shabu-shabu today, last time my aunt asked and asked, come and eat today, don't you know how to do it?" Wang Han is a cheerful person, he is willing to associate with the Qian family, and he tells his wife on weekdays, if there is anything rare to eat, he will share some here, and now he comes to eat, and he doesn't feel embarrassed, so he nodded happily: "Then I'll bother." ”

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