Chapter 53: Nobles

Ye Daquan said that his son should hurry up and set up a car to go to town.

Shen Dacheng also turned his head and told everyone to stop what they were doing and help Ye Daquan go to the field to harvest.

"Uncle, now the crops are filling the grain, even if they are harvested in a hurry, I am afraid they will not produce much grain, it is better to wait, and wait for the two days to warm up."

The weather recurs before and after the frost every year, and Shen Xinyue thinks there is no need to rush at this time.

opened his mouth wide and interjected: "How old are you girl, how much can you know about the crops, if you don't harvest it now, when the frost comes, those crops will all rot in the ground and become moldy." ”

"If you are worried about frost, you can set fire to the fields to raise the surface temperature and increase the inverse radiation of the atmosphere through the carbon dioxide released. I think this should work. ”

What charcoal in her mouth, what she didn't shoot, everyone present was stunned.

However, she said that everyone understood the matter of burning firewood and grass.

Shi Yuanqing glanced at Shi and was about to speak, but was quietly pulled by Shi.

"The harvest is a big deal, so we can't talk too much." In line with the idea that more is better than less, her son is a showman, and it would be bad if it affected his reputation.

"I remembered when you said that, it seems that someone did use this method when I was in my hometown before, as long as I survived these two days, the sky could slow down a little longer." Li Erzhu's daughter-in-law couldn't help but answer.

She and Li Erzhu are the same as Zhao Manchu, and they are also one of the few foreign surnames in the village.

"I'll go and talk to Brother Ye, if it can really be done, it's a good thing."

Since there were traces to follow, Shen Dacheng did not hesitate, and turned his head and told Ye Daquan the method.

"If that doesn't work, the crops won't even have a chance to be harvested."

The two long-term workers shook their heads and refused without thinking about it.

They did a good job here, but they didn't want to be kicked out by the lord's house because of the risk.

Ye Daquan's daughter-in-law whispered: "His father, if Brother Shen's method works, our family's glorious errand will be completed." Besides, there are only a day or two to go, and it's normal to have no time to grab it, at most at the end of the year, let's send more things to compensate in the past. ”

"Dad, mother, I'm back." Just when Ye Daquan couldn't make up his mind, his son Ye Guangyong drove the carriage back from the town.

"How's it going, have you hired someone?"

Ye Guangyong: "Everyone is busy grabbing the harvest, and the robbers are crazy, and the ten yuan has risen to twenty wen a day, and no one can be found here." ”

"How can no one collect it?" The other long-term workers were in a hurry.

Ye Daquan gritted his teeth: "Don't collect it, everyone will go to collect firewood and grass, and it will be two days today and tomorrow." ”

In this way, Shen Dacheng and the others also helped to collect firewood and grass together, and then pulled all of them into the ground with a carriage and stacked them on the ridges everywhere.

Although the Zhuangzi managed by Ye Daquan is not large, it also has more than 100 acres of land.

Dozens of people were busy all afternoon, and the piles of firewood and grass barely covered all the crops.

At night, as the old man had speculated, the temperature dropped sharply.

Around the time of the hour, a layer of white frost and dew could be faintly seen in the distance.

"Ignition!" Ye Daquan's voice echoed in the sky above the field, and everyone raised the torches in their hands to light the firewood and straw stacks in front of them.

Immediately a puff of smoke rose and enveloped the surrounding crops.

The sky gradually brightened, the frost and dew and smoke all faded, and after Ye Daquan and the others walked to the crops to check carefully, they all laughed happily.

It's okay, all the crops are standing well!

"Thanks to your help this time, everyone stayed up all night without resting, go, go back to Zhuangzi, I will let the baby kill a few chickens and celebrate."

After keeping the crops, not only did he sit firmly in the position of the head of the crop, but if he could show his face in the steward, his son's errand would not have to be worried.

Therefore, he waved his hand, beckoned Shen Dacheng and them back to the village, and called his mother-in-law to go to drink.

In addition to the chickens and ducks that are honored to the lord's family and stewards every year, they will also keep some for themselves.

Shen Dacheng and they helped a lot, and Ye Daquan did not hesitate, and took his son to slaughter ten chickens in one go, in addition to chickens, there were also vegetables grown by themselves in the yard, eggs, and miscellaneous four tables of tables.

"Brother really doesn't need to be so polite." Shen Dacheng's resignation was fruitless, so he had to be a guest and have a few drinks with Ye Daquan.

There was joy in the village, but they didn't know that a carriage was speeding in the distance.

As soon as Steward Zhou walked into the courtyard, he saw everyone sitting at the table drinking and chatting, and he was so happy, and he was immediately angry.

"Ye Daquan, the crops are frosted in the ground, you still have the heart to enjoy here, I think you are sitting at the end of the village, right?"

Ye Daquan saw Steward Zhou coming in, and hurriedly put down his wine glass and stepped forward: "Steward Zhou? Didn't you say two days ago that you were going to go to another county first, why was it so fast? ”

"Hmph, if I don't come back early, I don't know that you actually did these things behind the master's back, and everyone else is busy recovering the land, look at what you are doing? Who are these people? ”

A long-term worker was afraid of taking responsibility, so he hurried to the front and told Shen Dacheng about their situation.

The more Steward Zhou listened, the more angry he became, and the people who didn't know the root dared to bring it to Zhuangzi.

Shen Dacheng and the others saw that the situation was not right, and they stopped the chopsticks in their hands one after another.

"Steward Zhou, there must be some misunderstanding here, you listen to me explain first." Ye Daquan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly told Shen Dacheng that they had helped come up with ideas and worked hard to keep the harvest in the village.

Steward Zhou was suspicious: "Is there really such a thing?" ”

The reason why he hurried over was because he heard that there was frost in the county, and if Ye Daquan did not do well, he would have to eat the pot with the master's family.

Hurry up, come all the way, and see that everyone is grabbing the harvest, only their Zhuangzi is very quiet, the more they think about it, the more angry they become, and they have decided to drive their family to other places to do chores.

Unexpectedly, Ye Daquan and they had a way to resist the frost.

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Ye Daquan hurriedly took Steward Zhou to the field in person.

After making sure that the crops were saved, and that the harvest would not be reduced a few days later, Steward Zhou's gloomy face finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Daquan, there are so many heads below, and you are the best to do, and give me the longest face."

Ye Daquan is modest: "Wherever it is, it is the duty of a villain." ”

At this time, Steward Zhou also remembered Shen Dacheng and his party.

"You have helped a lot this time, and our county lord will thank you when he knows about it."

"I've also heard about you, it's not easy for so many people to settle down, so I'll ask a family member in the house to send you to Baiji Town and let him help you settle down."