Spring is the most beautiful season, and it is easy to forget the passage of time. Since Wu Yong got those seeds from Ren Laosan that day, several days have passed.

These days he spends almost all his time on planting these seeds, and every day he wanders in the fields, and people get a lot of tan.

In fact, not only him, but also many villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset, working in the fields all day long, and they don't have time to eat a bite.

As the saying goes, the plan of the year lies in the spring, and the people's harvest in a year is all expected to be planted in this spring, and they are all their own fields, and no one dares to be lazy and slippery.

There are 100 families in Fuwang, and each family has 100 acres of land, even if it is a family of 10, it is impossible to plant this 100 acres of land by relying on manpower alone.

Nowadays, there is no such thing as intensive cultivation, and the farming is relatively extensive, and the planting efficiency is naturally not very good.

As the saying goes: in March, the apricots are blooming, and the farmers are waiting for the time to plant. Therefore, families plan their fields into several areas according to their own needs, and plant different crops according to different times of time in order to achieve maximum profits.

For example, after the rains in January, grain crops can be planted with spring wheat and peas until the end of February.

During this period, vegetable crops such as gourd, mustard greens, spring flowers, onions, and garlic can also be planted. Especially after the rain in March, you can plant crops such as rice and barley, tane, bean, flax, soybean, especially the cash crop indigo, which is also the one that people like to plant most in March.

In fact, March is also known as the Silkworm Moon, and it is recorded in "Poetry, Fengfeng, July":

"Silkworm Moon Mulberry, take the axe, cut Yuanyang, and kill the female mulberry." In the Zhou Dynasty, the collection of mulberry and silkworms in March developed into a kind of ritual system, which is the pro-silkworm ceremony, which is led by the queen to worship the ancestors of the silkworm god, and the queen personally picks mulberry and feeds silkworms to encourage women to be diligent in weaving.

In later generations, the 38th Festival also had the same effect, all of which encouraged women to work. Today's sky is clear, Wu Yong rode a horse leisurely on the trail, today he got up a little late, and waited for breakfast before leaving the house.

The farmland is endless, and when you look up, the fields are full of villagers who are bending down to farm. Although they are a little far away and can't see their faces clearly, judging from the movements of them raising their sleeves and wiping their sweat from time to time, it must be very hard and tiring.

Wu Yong was riding on horseback thinking about his thoughts, but he didn't know that the jujube red horse under his crotch unknowingly came to a locust tree.

At this time, Wu Yong suddenly heard a scolding in his ears: "You are all a family member, you can't do this little farm work, you really have eaten dry rice for so many years, and raising a mule is more useful than you!" Wu Yong came back to his senses, and when he looked forward, it turned out to be Zhu Wang's father and son.

At this time, Zhu Wang was reprimanded by Zhu's father, obviously a little unconvinced, and shouted loudly: "I originally wanted to pay someone to cultivate our family's land, but you had to farm by yourself, and you brought me along." This kind of field for a year, tired and tired, how much income can there be! These days, I make feasts for other people, and my income is not less than 100 yuan a day, which is much easier than farming. ”

"You, you ......" Father Zhu pointed at Zhu Wang and said a complete sentence,

"You're going to me off!" Zhu Wang saw that he was so angry that his father was choked, and he didn't dare to talk back, he shrugged his head, glanced to both sides, and happened to see Wu Yong riding over, and immediately came to his senses, and shouted loudly at Wu Yong: "Wu Yong, are you coming to me?" I'll go back with you. ”

"I'm just passing by here, and I'm going to plant my family's land later, but I'm not here to find you." Wu Yong said with a smile.

Zhu Wang suddenly said weakly like a deflated ball: "What's so good about farming, not only is it tiring, but it also earns less, how can we go to make a banquet for others and be happy." Not only do you have money to take, but you can also eat openly, and no one cares if you eat as much as you want. As soon as he finished saying this, he ignited Father Zhu's anger again.

I saw Zhu's father slap Zhu Wang on the back of the head, and then kicked him again, and then roared angrily: "Why did I give birth to such a thing as you, I know that I am lazy every day, and I don't want to guard my ancestral business, so I know that it is whimsical." You don't want to think about it, if you make a banquet for others, you can still do it for a lifetime! ”

"That's better than farming! At least I can feed my family and have no worries about food and clothing! Unlike before, they had to borrow food to survive. Zhu Wang was also beaten out of anger, standing there motionless, letting Zhu's father beat and scold, but he was still a little unconvinced.

"You still dare to be hard-mouthed, see if I don't kill you today!" Although he said so, after all, he was his own son, and although Zhu's father was so angry with him, he didn't dare to be heavy-handed.

Wu Yong couldn't ride on a horse to watch the play at this time, so he could only get off the horse, stop Zhu's father, and persuade: "Why should my uncle be as knowledgeable as him, young man, it is understandable to insist on his own ideas." He himself is only twelve years old now, but he said in an old-fashioned manner that Zhu Wang, who is a few years older than him, is a young man, and he has a sense of disobedience.

However, Father Zhu gave him a lot of face, so he immediately stopped and sighed: "If he can have a virtuous nephew, I will be blind even if I die." It's annoying that he doesn't know how many catties and taels he has, so he shouts to earn money and hire people to farm, isn't it sad! Seeing that Zhu Wang still wanted to refute, Zhu's father glared at him and continued to speak: "You haven't suffered a loss, you don't understand that people's hearts are sinister, you really think that if you earn a few dollars, you can do whatever you want?" Do you know that if it weren't for the five family heads mediating inside, let alone making a banquet for people, you would have been arrested and imprisoned by the government a long time ago. It was the first time Wu Yong had heard of such a thing, and hurriedly asked the reason.

In order to make Zhu Wang have a better memory, Zhu's father did not hide it, and told what happened in a few words. Wu Yong only knew at this time that there are a lot of rules nowadays.

It's not that you can make a banquet if you say you can make a banquet, many things need to be reported to the government. Moreover, at this time, all business activities were subject to taxes, and the money you earned was all taught to the government.

They also want to be the children of farmers, but they don't do farming, which in the eyes of the government is not doing their job, at least the three elders come to warn a few words, or at worst they are arrested by the government and sent to the border.

Wu Yong really didn't expect the ancient government to be so lenient, this is really in response to that sentence, no matter when, you and I can't escape the fate of being cattle and horses.

At this time, Zhu Wang was also silent, he didn't have as much experience as Wu Yong's later life, so it was naturally difficult to understand why he had to be allowed by the government to make a banquet, his previous dream was just to eat well, and now his dream has come true.

Just when he wanted to do a big job, reality gave him a slap in the face, and many things were not what he wanted.

The fields in the countryside are so empty that there is not a single person in sight from a distance, and at this time the three of them are standing under the big locust tree thinking about their own thoughts, and no one disturbs them to think, only the sound of jujube red horses grazing on the side.

At this moment, a young woman's voice was heard in the distance,

"Uncle, husband, I brought you food, where are you?"

"Ah Qiao, we're here!" Zhu Wang was the first to react, quickly answered, and then boasted to Wu Yong: "The steamed buns made by Ah Qiao are delicious, do you want to try them?" "A Qiao is Zhu Wang's newly married daughter-in-law, she didn't have her own name, but after arriving at Zhu's house, in order to facilitate her name, she gave her name, and outsiders called Liu Qiaoniang.

"No, I just had dinner, hold on!" Wu Yong hurriedly refused, this was the breakfast prepared by Liu Qiaoniang for Zhu Wang's father and son, he didn't dare to eat it, because at this time, in order to eliminate waste, people basically cooked according to their personal appetite.

Originally, it was just enough for them to eat, but if Wu Yong ate it, they might be hungry and do farm work.

In fact, Wu Yong couldn't understand why women in the Han Dynasty would call their in-laws uncles and aunts at first, and he asked his mother Guo to know that this was to protect women from being snubbed in her husband's family, after all, according to the name, they were treated like relatives.

Speaking hard, Liu Qiaoniang has already come closer. Zhu Wang hurriedly caught up, took the bamboo basket, and said pitifully: "Ah Qiao, you are here, I am about to starve to death." Liu Qiaoniang first greeted Wu Yong, and then said coquettishly: "I starved to death yesterday, and today is earlier than yesterday, you still say this." If you do that, I won't care about you. Although he said this, he took out a bun from the bamboo basket in his hand and handed it to Zhu Wang, "Oh, eat it." Zhu Wang smiled, took the bun, and ate it in a big gulp.

Maybe it was because he was too hungry, or maybe he was eating too quickly, or maybe Wu Yong was on the side, he wanted to show it, but suddenly Zhu Wang was choked, coughed a few times, didn't cough it out, and couldn't swallow it, he rolled his eyes at the moment, and he was about to breathe.

This frightened Liu Qiaoniang, and hurriedly patted him on the back to help him calm down,

"How are you?"

"You said you're so old, and you're like a child! And no one is competing with you for food, why are you in such a hurry? Father Zhu hurriedly handed over the water bladder and poured him a mouthful, which made him swallow all the buns.

Zhu Wang scratched his head a little embarrassed,

"It's not because Ah Qiao made it so delicious, I didn't hold back for a while and took an extra bite!" Wu Yong saw that their family was happy, so he opened his mouth to say goodbye.

At this time, Liu Qiaoniang stopped him, and just when he was puzzled, he heard her request.

"Brother Wu Yong, I heard that my uncle's silkworm raising skills are very good, can you tell my uncle, I want to learn silkworm raising from her?"

"It's a trifle! I'll go back and talk to my mother. Wu Yong didn't hesitate, for him, this is not a difficult thing.

In Liu Qiaoniang's thousand thanks, Wu Yong rode away, looking at it from a distance, leisurely. Zhu Wang's eyes showed envy, and the bun in his hand suddenly became unfragrant.

"Look at what he's doing!" Father Zhu slapped him on the back of the head again, and then said angrily,

"Hurry up and eat, and get back to work!"