Who said, "The breeze is getting cooler in July; Chrysanthemums withered and dark west windows"

Just by reading the poem, you can roughly guess that the author must be a flower raiser, so he only saw the withering of chrysanthemums.

In fact, in autumn, not only chrysanthemums, but most plants have reached the end of their lives.

There is a saying: people live for a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn.

In the era of relative scarcity of materials in the Great Zhou Dynasty, although there were many types of food, the staple food was still mainly grains: rice, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean.

Vegetables are: sunflower, mustard greens, leeks, bracken, turnips (cranberries), shepherd's cabbage, taro, gourd, and water chestnut (pickled cabbage gnocchi).

And like bamboo shoots, lotus roots, cucumbers...... As well as the unique reeds and weads in some places, that is, white radish and Chinese cabbage, such relatively high-end ingredients only exist on the dining table or in restaurants of the middle class and local tyrants.

How to Feng family's conditions, eating is the mainstream tamed wild vegetables.

The Great Zhou Dynasty is known as the folk saying of East Wheat, West Millet, South Rice, North Millet, and Zhongzhou Shu.

Of course, as a reader, He Feng, Da Zhou's "Naturalist Chronicles" is a must-read, so he knows far more types of crops than ordinary people know.

In addition, he carried the more advanced agricultural knowledge of his previous life, and it was only a matter of time before he got rid of poverty and became rich in agriculture in the Great Zhou.

Fortunately, he now has a name for an elder who is not very reliable, and the problem of going to the foreign affairs office to take over the vegetable garden and seeds will be a lot less troublesome.

He Feng was pretending to sleep in bed, and the old habit of lying in bed unconsciously revived.

I changed the room last night, from the B room in the south courtyard to the guest room in the north courtyard, not only a single detached house, even the bedding on the bed is several, although the silk quilt has just been drilled into it is cooler, but it is better than smooth!

Coupled with the soft feeling coming from under his back, He Feng had the illusion of returning to his previous life.

Somehow, since I dreamed at home that day, I would enter the interior every time I slept, and there were a lot more light spots in the interior in the past few days.

But it didn't bring him much change, except for the next day, he was energetic, but his desire for women seemed to have decreased, and he didn't have spring dreams anymore, and he didn't have mornings*!

As if all dreams would be interrupted inexplicably, the short knock on the door also reminded He Feng that he was still alive at the moment, and there were important things waiting for him.

"Senior Brother He, there's a woman looking for you outside the door!"

A childish child's voice came from outside the door, and He Feng got up lazily, "It's here!" ”

The voice is the Taoist boy who is in charge of trivial affairs in the temple, saying that he is in charge of the guest house, his name is Guo Liang, twelve years old.

He Feng muttered, "Woman? He opened the door, "Morning! What kind of woman? Is it okay to find me? ”

"Hmmm! Brother He: Morning! Guo Liang held back a sentence a little shyly, then folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and said, "Quite capable, I don't know the specific reason, now outside the south gate." ”

"Isn't it Zhao Ling'er?" He Feng muttered, seeing the sky outside, it was almost midday, no wonder he said good morning to Guo Liang, and people held back? His expression suddenly became embarrassed: "Uh! Scold! That, you get busy first! I'll go to the south gate. ”

After Guo Liang snorted, he went to work on something else, He Feng said to himself, "It's really a little late to get up today......" and walked out of the room.

Jiufeng view is actually more like a college, covering an estimated area of 30 acres, distributed in the north and south, in the middle is an open-air road of white marble, east-west direction, about three zhang wide, there is a west gate in the west.

And the east end of Yongdao is a nine-storey wooden building, the name of the heavenly holy building, the first floor is the library pavilion, the ninth floor is the place where the statue of the saint stands, sitting west and facing east, facing the sea.

The south courtyard is divided by a north-south road, the east of the two cross-courtyards stay A and B students, live, and the west is the outer gate, the road children's residence, there is a south gate.

The north courtyard is divided into three parts, the east is the residence of the master, the middle is the residence of the formal disciples, and the west is the guest house.

And what He Feng lives in now is the West Guest Courtyard.

When He Feng walked through the corridor, crossed the courtyard, and went around to the south gate, he finally knew who the "quite capable" woman Guo Liang said was - it was: Zhao Ling'er.

It's just strange that Zhao Linger is actually carrying two jars of "big sorghum" in his hands?

"Hey! Why are you drinking so much? Didn't your father go back to Namcheongju? Also, why didn't you go? He Feng looked curious, and said in his heart, isn't even Zhao Ling'er drunk?

"Let's go, let's drink!" Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but say, and directly pulled He Feng's clothes and walked down the mountain.

"What kind of wine are you drinking this morning! Another day, another day, yesterday was drunk and drunk...... "He Feng is trying to break free, and he is also trying to shirk it.

"What does that have to do with me! I have been waiting for you at the south gate for ten days, and you dare not drink with me? Zhao Ling'er said fiercely.

"Ten days?" He Feng looked bitter: "Aren't you listening to the waves?" Why are you waiting at the south gate, besides, I really have something important now, why don't we drink at night? He Feng said tentatively.

"Then there you go! I'll follow you......" Zhao Ling'er suddenly let go of He Feng's clothes and almost knocked He Feng down, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped his body in time.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er, who was standing on the peak, flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes.

You must know that Zhao Ling'er is a Tongmai martial artist, and her seemingly random retraction will definitely cause ordinary people to fall.

But He Feng was able to stabilize his body immediately, as if he knew in advance that his body would be squatted back by inertia, and put his weight on his head and chest in advance.

Although Zhao Ling'er was shocked in his heart, He Feng was unaware, but instead stiffened his neck and said, "It's okay to follow, then we have to say okay, you can't pull and pull anymore!" ”

Zhao Ling'er replied "yes", and He Feng explained to the acquaintances around him with envious eyes, "Ah! This is one of my sisters......" as she walked towards the Purification Platform at the bottom of the mountain.

Because the "Foreign Affairs Room", which is in charge of all the foreign affairs of the Jiufeng Temple, is next to the Pure Heart Terrace.

And if He Feng wants to inherit the land and seeds of Jiufeng Temple, he must go through the foreign affairs room.

Therefore, once it comes to money and contracts, it is better to record it in your own name, so as not to make waves in vain. After all, he wasn't the Elder himself, he just had an Elder Token.

Not surprisingly, the steward of the Foreign Affairs Room didn't recognize He Feng's Elder Token at all.

"The rules of Jiufengguan have always been like this, renting fields, only Nakata and Shimoda, and the vegetable garden in Shangtian is never rented, not to mention that you are a child of the B-word family!" Jia Changfu, a chubby middle-aged housekeeper, has a hillbilly face.

"And the token?" He Feng said unwillingly.

"I've been in the Foreign Affairs Room for ten years, and I've never seen or heard of any elders?" Jia Changfu said categorically.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Jia Changfu, because the token in He Feng's hand has never even seen the steward of the internal affairs room, and only the five personal disciples of Chun Yuanzi can know it, as well as the descendants of other "yang" generations in the world.

Just when He Feng turned around and wanted to leave, complaining in his heart that the senior brother on the top of the mountain yesterday had fooled him, and was thinking about finding time for the ninth senior brother to go back, Jia Changfu's arrogant voice came from behind him.

"Others are afraid of your He family, I'm not afraid, don't think that our Jiajia Village is easy to bully, hum-"

He Feng seemed to have guessed Jia Changfu's identity a long time ago, and only paused slightly, and then walked out of the door.

"You want to grow vegetables?"

He Feng was thinking about it, if he really couldn't do it, he would go back to Xiao'an Village to plant his own land, and Zhao Ling'er beside him said.

"Yes! I can't always ask your family to invite me to a drink, I should invite it back, right? It's just ......," He Feng said perfunctorily.

"My family has a vegetable garden, as long as you drink with me, you can plant whatever you want!" Hearing the drinking, Zhao Ling'er perked up and reminded.

"Do you have land? How did I not know? "He Feng has a very good understanding of the Zhao family and his daughter in the past five years, every time they meet, they either practice martial arts or drink, where have I seen them farming! I couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhao Ling'er flashed and came to the opposite side of He Feng, showing a rare smiling face, "There are ten acres, just by the river." Saying that, Zhao Ling'er shook his finger behind He Feng.

He Feng looked back, and it was the direction of Hejiazhuang.

"Is the land you are talking about?" He Feng confirmed.

"Yes!" Zhao Ling'er nodded.

In fact, He Feng has already guessed the relationship between Zhao Qiyuan and He Chengchao. Zhao's father and daughter are homeless and helpless, and always sending money will inevitably seem estranged, which will slowly make people feel charity.

With He Chengchao's city government, he must be able to think that no matter how good the feelings are, they can't always give alms. It's better to sell personal favors and make others feel that they will always owe you.

The vegetable garden just fits this condition.

Sell cheaply, or rent-free, ten acres of vegetable garden, even if you only plant the cheapest leeks, two crops a year, the yield per mu is about 200 catties, according to the current price of three dollars a catty, that is, 6,000 yuan, all on top of the planting of 40 acres of wheat.

You must know that He Feng's family is only fifty acres of land, but it can feed a family of five.

In this way, ten acres of vegetable gardens are enough to maintain the expenses of Zhao's father and daughter.

"Sure enough, no one is an intellectually disabled person-" He Feng couldn't help laughing at himself.

"What?" Zhao Linger wondered.

"Nothing, I mean, is there a title deed?" Now that the arrow is on the bow, He Feng doesn't want to think so much, as long as the property right is not the He family, it will not cause his father to be unhappy.

Zhao Linger said "yes", and then led the way first, "listening to the waves".

He Feng followed.

On the way, Zhao Linger's unique fragrance rushed into He Feng's nostrils again, and Zhao Ling'er in his eyes seemed to become gentle and lovely, and couldn't help but speed up his pace, making the distance between the two closer.

Smack......

A drop of cold fell on the tip of He Feng's nose, He Feng couldn't help but look up, and there seemed to be a few chickadees flashing between the shadows of the trees, and then wiped it and sniffed under his nose.

"It's a pity - bird droppings are not easy to collect!" With a sigh in my heart, I couldn't help but think of several ways to make the land fertile.

There is a saying: "Dung is heavier than ten thousand households".

After all, human feces are limited, and the feces of cattle and horses are picked up by special personnel......

However, there is a lot of silt in the river!

Growing leeks is desirable right now, but transportation and storage are a big problem!

In addition, if you want to increase production, the manpower required must also be calculated, as well as rent, taxes......

(End of chapter)