The sixth day of the first month.

The snow roof stretches into a mountain, and there is a half-foot ice ridge hanging under the eaves.

Last night, it was rare for Pingyang County to have a heavy snowfall, and it was rare to see half of the soles of your feet in one night, which was rare in two or three years.

Liang Qu sat quietly under the eaves, watching the salt-grained ice crystals bounce off the mantle and into the snow.

No exercises, no reading, no chores.

Exhale, exhale.

Between the ups and downs of the chest, I savored the bitter cold of winter.

The uncomfortable cold feeling penetrated into the heart, and turned into a different kind of sobriety in the leisure.

In life, what you pursue is nothing more than the word "safe".

On the sixth day of the first month.

Sit and listen to the snow slipping on the sun.

"My lord! Fan Hebo, Fan is looking for it! ”

"Let him in."

Liang Qu got up on his knees, patted his shoulder, dusted off a thin layer of frost and snow, and returned to the hall to welcome guests.

On the seventh day of the first month.

The seven-day spring break at the river station is coming to an end, and Cha Qing and others have returned from their hometowns one after another, bringing back a lot of special products.

Therefore, since yesterday, Liangqu has received another round of local products from the surrounding counties.

Since becoming Du Shuilang, Liang Qu has never bought tea, and only found out the "heart" sent by one person uninterruptedly.

"One yuan is renewed, Lord Liang is auspicious and healthy, and everything goes well!"

Fan Zixuan bypassed the shadow wall, passed through the weeping flower gate, said blessings on his lips, and the two flying dragons fluttered in his hands.

This year, I still went to hunt two wild animals and sent them.

"What's the cost?"

"Adults misunderstood, this year I went home to accompany a few juniors into the mountains and dense forests to practice, and I happened to catch a nest, there are six! It took a lot of effort. ”

After some prevarication and humility, Liang Qu accepted it "reluctantly" and asked Fan Xinglai to bring it into the stove room.

Coincidentally, when Fan Xinglai crossed the door with a chicken, a flower-tailed hazelnut chicken fluttered its wings and passed by the verandah at the door.

The stupid chicken's wings alternated, moving back and forth, crawling little by little through the door of the hall.

The oolong flicked its tail behind, and from time to time it pounced, provoking the dragon to jump out.

"Phew!"

Liang Qu shouted and drove away the oolong, and the stupid chicken was able to catch his breath and lie on the threshold and stick out his tongue.

Fan Zixuan was stunned, although the chicken was a lot fatter, it was still vaguely familiar: "My lord, this flying dragon ......"

"Oh, just the one you gave last year, something happened in the middle, and then I have been keeping it for a few months."

"Oh."

Fan Zixuan doesn't understand what's going on, but who can say for sure about the big guys?

Can't you say that Lord Liang likes to raise chickens?

Look at the fat figure of the wyvern.

After a few words of greeting, Fan Zixuan left with an enlightened look.

Liang Qu felt that something was wrong in "Eye Perception Method", but he opened his mouth and remained silent.

Never mind.

A few days slipped away.

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival is fading, and the work of the work, and the shoveling of the snow.

On the evening of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Liang Qu went home.

Years ago, the performance appraisal was ranked first and was rewarded for great merit.

Although the great work has been used up in advance, and the remaining small rewards have not yet been received, in the first few days of the new year, attendance must still be guaranteed, so as not to fall into the mouth.

At the gate, Chen Qingjiang's family passed by from large to small, each holding a bamboo pole and tied with bundled straw on the top.

Liang Qu saw it strangely and asked what he was going to do with the straw.

"'Set a fire.'"

"Set a fire?"

Liang Qu was even more puzzled.

He knows the custom of "setting fires" on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Commonly known as "according to the caterpillar" and "according to the field of wealth", it is to hope to get rid of pests and hope for a good harvest in the coming year.

The villagers pile up the rice roots and weeds in the fields and simmer them, calling them "simmering insects", and burn the grass on the roadside, cemetery, ditch bank, and wasteland, which is called "killing insect nests".

At night, they use reeds or thatch, tie them into thick straw handles, wave them along the edge of the field, and shout a few times, "Set fire on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, other people's vegetables will grow as big as copper coins, and my family's vegetables will be like simple baskets and big ......" and so on.

The only problem is.

Chen Qingjiang's ancestral fishermen relied on a canopy boat for food and clothing, where did they get the fields to burn the fire?

I didn't see anything like this during the Chinese New Year last year.

Chen Qingjiang said: "After harvesting rice last autumn, I bought 15 acres of land. ”

"Fifteen acres of land? Uncle Chen, you're not fishing? ”

"Catch, you have to catch."

"Who will plant that field?"

Fifteen acres of land is not a small amount, at least seventy or eighty taels of silver at the current land price, in addition to the corresponding two taxes per year.

If you have land under your name, you have to pay more taxes.

The more fields, the heavier the taxes.

Chen Qingjiang fishing, the two children are too young, the eldest Shunzi is only six, oh, this year is one year old, already seven years old, not a labor force at all, there is only one old man in the family, Chen Renxing and his wife Adi, how can they be planted?

Chen Qingjiang said: "Don't plant, only leave two acres for yourself, plant some melons, fruits and vegetables, and rent out the rest, not much, except for the tax payment, there is not much left."

However, I plan to save all this money, and in four or five years, when Shunzi is eleven or twelve years old, the money saved can almost be sent to him to study, and after two or three years, I will sell the field and send it to practice martial arts. ”

"Not bad."

Liang Qu didn't expect Chen Qingjiang to be a fisherman, with a good sense of investment, and knew how to use the money in his hand to purchase assets to increase his value, and even planned the future of his children early.

has its own open relationship, and there is no need to worry about being exploited by the officials.

Think for a moment.

"Uncle Chen, if you have time to rent, it's better to stay all, hire someone to plant, not all rice, go to the Changchun Medical Hall branch in the town, ask the shopkeeper Chen, buy some live black spotted frogs and golden-threaded leeches in my name, and learn how to raise them.

Before summer ploughing, try to grow rice with black spotted frogs, rice and golden leeches. ”

"Black spotted frogs and golden-threaded leeches?"

"Yes!"

These two herbs, Liangqu skin, flesh, bones, and blood are often caught in medicinal baths, which are very useful for blood circulation and blood stasis, and increase qi and blood.

The recipes of each martial arts hall are different, but the pharmacology is the same.

Both of them belong to the medicinal materials that are used in large quantities by low-level martial artists.

According to the development prospects of Pingyang County, at least ten years, the number of martial artists will be a stage of continuous incremental blowout, and the demand for basic medicinal materials will be more and more large, and the business will be profitable without losing money.

"Can it be done?"

Chen Qingjiang didn't have much confidence, he hadn't planted any fields, and he was a little hesitant to farm and raise frogs all of a sudden.

"Give it a try, count me as a share, and then pull the shopkeeper Chen to join in.

It's too late today, tomorrow, tomorrow I will let Libo and Jie Chang come, discuss with the shopkeeper Chen, and pull the two medicinal herb dealers to advance. ”

Raising black spotted frogs and leeches is definitely no problem, and the demand for warriors must be cultivated, otherwise they can't afford to supply.

But three-dimensional farming, whether they can complement each other, Liangqu himself is not very clear.

If it can be successful, expand the scale, and accumulate over time, it will be a good investment.

There are more than a dozen acres of fields, and the cost of the experiment can be afforded.

"Okay, give it a try."

Chen Qingjiang has no confidence, but he believes in Liang Qu.