(PS: I found that the story time was wrong, and the rain during the tea picking in front of me has been changed to the vernal equinox.) Mrs. Bai's birthday was also advanced by a month. ）

With the help of the servants, the old white man stood up on crutches and personally sent the father and son out of the courtyard.

Leave the Bai family and walk for a while.

Zhu Ming gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, Dean Zhu, the heat is just right." I didn't deliberately put on a show, I sat there like a leader, from childhood to adulthood, I saw you for the first time. ”

"What do you mean by being like a leader? I was originally a leader, and I said the same as I pretended," Zhu Guoxiang began to teach his son, "What kind of shelf to take, it depends on what occasion." It's too tiring to hold it at home, too much in front of students, too much in front of colleagues, and too much in front of leaders. The state just now was specially made for a specific group of people. ”

"Hmmm......"

Zhu Ming thought carefully and said sincerely: "In this regard, I have to learn from you. ”

Zhu Guoxiang warned: "Don't learn, your experience is not enough, you will look deliberate when you learn, you can't become an anti-dog, and you will end up like a clown." You just need to be steady, and don't act like a psychotic from time to time. ”

"I have a true temperament, and I mingle with the people." Zhu Ming has his own saying.

Zhu Guoxiang debunked it in one sentence: "You have lacked discipline since you were a child, and you have developed a bad problem, and you can't change it even if you say it!" ”

Zhu Ming pursed his lips, he understood it very well in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

Inside the Bai family's mansion.

The old white clerk had already returned to the study, and quickly called the housekeeper: "You go and look for what marriageable women are in the village, and match the Zhu family father and son." ”

This butler belonged to an absolute confidant, and immediately asked: "Master, it is already extraordinarily generous to sell them a lot of mountain land." Now that he is helping to talk to the matchmaker, is it too much to give them face? ”

"What do you know?"

The old white man scolded, but still explained: "This father and son are not fuel-efficient lamps." You have to arrange family members for them, and with family members, you can only care. With care, it's easy to handle! ”

The housekeeper instantly understood and admired the old white outside.

He knew the situation in the village well, and pondered: "Ordinary village girls, I'm afraid they can't look down on them." The third sister of the shopkeeper of the rice shop is very suitable, the third sister Sun knows a few words, and she is fifteen years old this year and has not yet married. ”

The old white man nodded and said, "Shopkeeper Sun is good, he has been a slave of my family, he must be trustworthy." ”

In the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the slave and maid system was at a critical point of transformation.

It did not treat slaves and maidservants as the private property of their masters, as was the case in the early and middle Song Dynasty. It has not completely changed to the slave employment system like the Southern Song Dynasty, and even stipulates that the employment contract can be signed for a maximum of ten years.

Speaking of the Huizong Dynasty alone, the number of official slaves has been extremely rare.

And the private slaves, who have completely lost their freedom, only exist in the homes of certain powerful people.

Lao Baiyuan, a rural rich man, basically hired slaves and maids to work, and all slaves and maids belonged to good nationality. However, many slaves and maids have the status of customers and are attached to the Bai family, the main household.

The shopkeeper Sun of the rice shop in the white market was born as a hired slave. Because of his cleverness, he enrolled in the Bai family private school for free, and was trained as a shop buddy, and gradually upgraded to the shopkeeper of the rice shop. Now he has gotten rid of the status of a customer, and has changed to the main household in the government, and his descendants can even become officials in the imperial examination, because the three generations of his ancestors are all good families.

I have to admit that from the late Northern Song Dynasty to the Southern Song Dynasty, it was the period when slaves and maids had the highest status in ancient Chinese feudal society. Not one of them.

The housekeeper continued to look for candidates and said, "The youngest daughter of the Bai Fifth Master family is fourteen years old this year, and she is not married. ”

The so-called Bai Wuye is the cousin of the old Bai Yuanwai, who has been separated for decades, and he has a small asset in the village (between a small landlord and a rich peasant).

The old white member said: "Whether it is fourteen or fifteen, it is quite appropriate to ration that little Zhu Xiu." Are there any, slightly older? It is okay to be young, but the rank is higher, lest the father and son marry a woman of the same generation. ”

"Master forgot Shen Erniang?" The housekeeper smiled and said, "Shen Niangzi is beautiful and wise, and she has read a lot of books. It just so happened that there were rumors in the village, so it was better to say that Mr. Na Zhu would be a continuation. ”

The old white member felt that this matter was feasible: "I will choose these three, and after the spring ploughing, I will ask the matchmaker to come to the door." If the Zhu family's father and son are not satisfied, it is okay to find a woman from the neighboring village, and they must not be allowed to be singles, so that they can live in peace with their families. ”

"I wrote it down." The butler said.

The old white man said: "That Mr. Zhu said that he can increase the yield of rice. I have promised to give him a paddy field and let him guide the farming, and your eldest man can take care of this matter. ”

"Yes!"

The housekeeper bowed down and called his eldest son, Lu An, over.

……

Lu An is in his forties this year, and when he learned that he was sent by an old white officer, he didn't dare to slack off, so he ran to Shen Niangzi's house after receiving the task.

Zhu Ming was not at home, so he went into the mountains to cut the grass.

The lean horse's appetite was increasing day by day, and the weeds that could be gnawed nearby had already been gnawed by the beast, and had to be cut back in the mountains and fed.

If you want to grow strong, you can't just feed grass, but also mix it with hay, beans and salt.

If you want to raise a good military horse, the food consumed every day is enough to feed two or three villagers!

"Zhu Xianggong!"

Lu An stood outside the courtyard gate and shouted.

Zhu Guoxiang, who was tutoring Bai Qi in his homework, got up and opened the courtyard door: "What's the matter?" ”

Lu An bent down and saluted: "I was sent by the old man, my name is Lu An, also called Lu Da." Zhu Xianggong wants to plant rice, and if he has any dispatches, he should give orders. ”

Zhu Guoxiang arranged: "Go and pick half a catty of grain to plant, and I will dry the seeds after I see it." ”

"This is going to be planted?" Lu An said that he did not understand and reminded, "The early rice was sown before the rain, and the late rice was not yet time, so when should the seeds be planted at this time?" ”

Traditionally, rice is planted before the rains.

In the case of rape-rice rotation, the sowing time should be delayed by one to three months.

Zhu Guoxiang explained simply: "My seedling raising method takes longer, so you can just do it." ”

Lu An had no choice but to run back and report the news to the old white outside.

The old white man said, "You will do what he arranges." ”

"Yes!"

Lu An went to get half a catty of grain seeds, and ran to Shen Niangzi's house out of breath.

Zhu Guoxiang grabbed a handful and observed it carefully, the grains were quite full, and he didn't know what kind of rice seed it was.

More than 100 years ago, the Song Dynasty introduced Champa rice, which was only planted in the Jianghuai and Liangzhejiang regions at the beginning. Now it has been popularized to Hanzhong, and many subspecies have been cultivated, and the Sichuan subspecies of Champa rice is in front of you.

Zhu Guoxiang instructed: "Leave the rice seeds, I will choose a sunny day to dry the seeds, and you will take me to see the seedling field." ”

Seedling field, as the name suggests, is specially set aside for raising seedlings.

Lu An took Zhu Guoxiang to a paddy field, and before he could speak, Dean Zhu had already started to slipper.

He tied the hem of his shirt around his waist, pulled up his trouser legs and stepped into the field. Although the plough has not yet been irrigated, it has rained these days, and when you step on it, the thin mud can cover your calves.

Zhu Guoxiang bent down and grabbed a handful of mud, only glanced at it casually, and then praised: "Good field!" ”

It is a sandy loam soil, which is very suitable for raising seedlings.

There is no need to measure soil composition without formal cultivation experiments, and without relevant scientific conditions.

Zhu Guoxiang thrust his hand down, took out deeper field mud, and carefully observed the physical properties of the soil. Based on his decades of experience in agriculture, he can see that most of these soils are slightly acidic or neutral.

The Bai family served the seedling field very well.

Zhu Guoxiang returned to the ridge, went to the paddy field next to him to wash his hands and feet, picked up his shoes and said, "Tomorrow, you find a ploughing ox to plow the land." Be sure to turn it deep, and after turning it, let the sun bask for a few days. ”

"I wrote it down." Lu An said.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Prepare manure, and cook it with ripe manure." ”

Lu An nodded again and again: "I remember." ”

"When the field is finished, come to me again." Zhu Guoxiang left with his shoes.

Lu An ran back to the Bai family again and explained the situation carefully.

The old white man also knows how to farm, and after listening, he said to Lu An: "This surnamed Zhu seems to be really good at farming." I can't see anything abnormal yet, so you do as he says, there is something different from my farming, and then come back and talk to me. ”

Afternoon.

Zhu Ming cut a lot of grass and came back, and he didn't know what the horses were going to eat, so he asked the tea farmers in the mountains to cut the grass that the cows liked to eat.

This beast really didn't pick his mouth, and when he saw the delicious grass, he immediately stepped forward to chew it.

Zhu Ming took out a firewood knife again, chopped the wheat straw, prepared hay for the horses, and complained while chopping: "Lao Tzu has lived for more than 20 years, and it is not so difficult to serve his girlfriend, you beast is an eight-generation ancestor who has accumulated virtue!" ”

The skinny horse had grown flesh, but the ribs were still showing bulging.

This belongs to the characteristics of the yellow horse, Zhu Ming didn't understand, and thought it was a malnutrition of the horse.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't help, just squatted next to him and asked, "You are so concerned about horses, are you really worried about going to war in the future?" ”

"Or else?" Zhu Ming didn't have a good breath and said, "If it weren't for the battle, I would have slaughtered this beast and eaten meat!" ”

It may be that he was tired of eating grass, so the horse suddenly came over, chewed a few mouthfuls of straw, and rubbed Zhu Ming affectionately.

"Go, go," Zhu Ming was quite impatient, pushed the horse's head away, and scolded and scolded, "Don't disturb Lao Tzu to do things!" ”

Zhu Guoxiang picked up a straw, sent it to the horse's mouth, and said, "This thin horse is also the first partner we have crossed over." Think about it and give it a name. ”

"How about calling it rhubarb?" Zhu Ming said with a smile, and began to be indecent again.

The farming business is about to get on the right track, and Zhu Guoxiang also has the leisure to joke, and said with a smile: "It's better to call Wangcai." ”

Ju Ming stood up and carefully observed the horse.

The whole body has yellow hair, white spots on the ribs and belly, and white hairs on the head that are as round as a full moon.

This is the standard yellow hused horse, which is known as "Xiliang Yuding Hay Yellow". Because of the exposed ribs, it is also known as the "penetrating dragon".

Touching the handful of white hair on the horse's head, Zhu Ming thought hard for a long time, and couldn't think of any name for pulling the wind, so he decided to take one casually for the time being: "Yellow hair is gold, white hair is silver, it's good to call it 'cornucopia'." ”

Zhu Guoxiang suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, he really couldn't keep up with his son's out-of-the-box thinking.

In Zhu Guoxiang's mind, his son named the skinny horse, most of which were horses, dragons, or unicorns, lightning, wind, etc., but he never expected it to be a "cornucopia" that didn't touch anything.

But if you have a normal brain, will you give the horse this broken name?

"Zhu Dalang, I'm here, I want to listen to the story!"

A little fat man with a domestic servant shouted from afar.

Zhu Ming greeted him warmly, pointed to the horse and said, "Zheng Xiaoguan, this is the horse I picked up, and I just named it and called it a cornucopia." ”

Zheng Hong was puzzled: "Why is it called a cornucopia?" ”

Zhu Ming explained: "Yellow hair is gold, white hair is silver, full of gold and silver, great wealth. ”

Hearing such a meaning, Zheng Hong actually clapped his hands and praised: "It's really a good name, I want to break my head, but I definitely can't think of it!" ”

Zhu Guoxiang fell silent, he already felt it, and the little fat man in front of him also had a hole in his head.

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