Jiang He is not the only monk in the grassland, and occasionally other monks come to discuss the scriptures with him.

With the comparison of his peers, Jiang Siyin found that his father was an extremely successful monk, and there seemed to be no scriptures in this world that he was not familiar with, as if there was no monk he couldn't argue with.

I don't know when, Jiang Siyin's mind is always confused, and he will think of some scenes, frustrated and sad men, and women with a sick face, the eyes they look at him are always loving and sad.

Unlike the current monk's father, he is calm, confident, and powerful.

So he became a monk in order to achieve a strong self?

In the morning, when Jiang Siyin woke up, he stared blankly at the color of the tent above his head, recalling the scene he saw in his sleep.

He knew that in fact, the scene in the dream should be his previous memory, and the memory before the age of seven was gray and obscure, not so beautiful.

Therefore, he still doesn't quite understand the reason why his father became a monk back then.

When he was in a daze, he heard the monk's father asking at the door, "Batu, are you up?" The wheat is harvested, do you want to go with you? ”

"I want to be together!"

Jiang Siyin hurriedly replied, no longer thinking nonsense, got up immediately, and put on clothes randomly.

Autumn in the prairie was very cold, and he had now put on a sheepskin jacket, and his fluffy wool collar lined his little face with a fair face, delicate and lovely, and it was pleasing to look at.

The harvest of wheat is a great event, almost all the people of the auspicious tribe come, and there are even people from other tribes, they all gather in the wheat field and talk a lot.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "Look, Shan Yu is here!" ”

Surrounded by princes, the beard on his face could not hide his ruddy complexion, and his steps were still powerful, much to the disappointment of the hostile Black Bear tribe.

I had heard that he had a stomach blockage and was in agony when he went to the toilet, and it is said that in order to reduce the number of times he went to the toilet, he even ate less food, and he also lost weight.

But now I can't see his weak body at all, and it looks like he can live for at least another ten or ten years.

Jiang He seemed to inadvertently sweep over the fine work sent by the Black Bear Tribe, and smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

Prairie people eat meat all year round, the most like jerky barbecue, etc., stewed meat is rare, when the prairie people are old, they can still maintain a good tooth is rare, so in the eyes of this group of Hu people, not being able to eat means that they are old.

In addition to constipation, the previous emaciation was due to the fact that his teeth were no longer hard and he could not eat the barbecue that cost his teeth.

After Jiang He came to the grassland, he not only treated him, but also gave the eldest prince a lot of recipes for free, needless to say, the stewed meat that can be stewed in the mouth is needless to say, the tofu alone is popular with the Hu people who have a bad mouth, and the soy milk tofu brain is nourishing, and the trick is not surprising at all.

The people of the Black Bear Tribe were disappointed.

If Lao Shan Yu dies, his favorite eldest prince will definitely turn against the first and third princes, and when the time comes, the Tieman tribe will be divided because of the princes' infighting, and a divided Tieman tribe is not to be feared.

It's a pity that because Shuwu Shan Yu is still alive and well, their willingness to do so didn't succeed.

"Master, I've got the scales fetched." Shu Wushan was full of pride, waving a powerful fist, "Wheat is planted on the grassland

For the first time, today I asked my sons to help harvest the wheat, hoping that the grassland will no longer be short of food in the future. ”

Just saying this, the surrounding Hu people's blood boiled.

The people take food as the sky, and the most important guarantee of survival is sufficient food, and it is everyone's dream to eat and drink enough.

The man sent by the Black Bear Tribe took his eyes off the sorcerer and landed on the piece of wheat.

They stared at the wheat field closely, and the excitement in their hearts was no less than that of the people of the Tieman tribe.

Herdsmen are a people who swim, living in pursuit of water and grass, where there is abundant water and grass to migrate, cattle and sheep are raised a lot, and there are many places on the grassland that are gnawed bald, if there is a drought like the previous two years, cattle and sheep will starve to death in large numbers, if this wheat can be cultivated, as long as it is not a large-scale drought in the future, they can live.

Sangya also came today, and she and Jiang Siyin each had a sickle, and they couldn't wait to do it.

Sonya glanced at Jiang Siyin and said, "Batu, don't go inside, your clothes today are not suitable." ”

This dress is so delicate, it would be a pity if it got dirty.

Jiang Siyin was very helpless, "Sister Sanya, I can't do it if I want to!" You see there are so many people here, one person cuts two handfuls and it is gone. ”

The field was also crowded with people, eyeing the scythe in his hand, waiting for him to put down the scythe, and immediately snatched it in his hand.

He had previously told this group of friends that they would also try to cut wheat, after all, the opportunity to cut wheat with Shan Yu was too rare.

"Our family also grows a small piece of wheat." Sanya smiled and said, "The harvest will be available in two days, so Batu will go with you." ”

That small piece of land is not big, after all, there are not many seeds, and Sang Yaniang owes a lot of favors to get it.

If you make seeds after harvesting, there will be a lot of wheat next year.

Jiang Siyin's friends in the grassland shouted loudly, they took turns, and each of them went to the field to cut a few handfuls.

The Hu people around who joined in the excitement had the opportunity to go down to the field and cut a handful, and at this time, there was laughter everywhere around the wheat field, and it was very lively.

Finally, all the wheat has been harvested, which is the most anticipated part of the process.

"Three and a half stones per mu." Shan Yu said excitedly.

This yield is not bad in the Central Plains, not to mention the grain grown in a water-scarce land like the grassland.

The grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and there is a large area of bald land gnawed by cattle and sheep, if those wastelands are planted with wheat, plus the cattle and sheep they raise, their life is definitely better than that of the Central Plains people.

The Hu people are not stupid, they are holding the wheat excitedly.

Next year they will plant this, and if one person can plant three acres of land, not only will people have something to eat, but they will also be able to feed the livestock with wheat stalks, and the livestock will have to eat in the winter, and they will not starve to death.

Jiang He ruthlessly interrupted everyone's dreams, "Shan Yu, poor monks are good at farming, can be three and a half stones, herdsmen are not good at farming, and the yield may not be as good." ”

Shan Yu still couldn't hide his excitement: "If there are more than two stones, we still have cattle and sheep." ”

At night, bonfires are lit in the grassland.

The herdsmen are all good at singing and dancing, and they gather together to sing and dance to celebrate this harvest festival.

Today, Shan Yu also stayed in the auspicious tribe, sat in the top position, tasted food, watched singing and dancing, and would go down from time to time to enjoy with the people.

Black Bear Tribe

When they saw this, they were even more disappointed, seeing that this old Shan Yu danced so happily, maybe he could live for more than ten years.

"Father, fragrant tofu is delicious." The eldest prince coerced several pieces of fragrant tofu for Shan Yu.

Tofu has swept the entire grassland in a short period of time, this time the eldest prince also found Jianghe to buy a lot of recipes related to it, as well as a lot of seasonings, these seasonings are naturally purchased from the caravan in the Central Plains, and now many people in the grassland want to be invited by the eldest prince to his house for a banquet, because the delicious tofu is enough.

After eating a mouthful of fragrant tofu, Shan Yu brought a bowl of stinky tofu, "I think stinky tofu is more delicious." ”

Originally, he was addicted to eating fragrant tofu until stinky tofu appeared.

Shan Yu also thought it stinks at first, until he took a tentative bite, and was suddenly shocked, and then couldn't stop.

The third prince, who was sitting next to him, smelled the smell of stinky tofu and subconsciously held his breath.

There is one more reason why he can't get used to the monk Xuanji, he actually made such stinky food?!!! It's just that he made it, but his father can't love it?!

The third prince is a particular person, he can't stand it now as long as he is close to his father, the smell is too stinky!

The eldest prince didn't think it was anything, although he didn't like to eat stinky tofu, but he didn't hate it either.

Besides, there are a lot of stinky men in the grassland, and these can bring him business, and he will definitely not hate them.

Shan Yu ate stinky tofu and watched the reactions of his sons.

He looked at his eldest son with a very gentle look, the grassland is popular with wolf culture, the wolf king is old, the new king will challenge the throne, what is the fate of the old wolf king who abdicated, no one will care, there is only the winner in the eyes of the world.

The eldest prince may have lost his mother since he was a child, and he was brought up single-handedly, and this child values him more than other children who are bent on usurping the throne, whether it is tofu or many soft recipes, this child specially found for him.

The culture of the Central Plains pays attention to filial piety, and Shan Yu has always scoffed at this when he was young, because the grassland only pays attention to strength, and people who need to be supported by young people are abandoned when there is a shortage of food.

But when Shan grew old day by day, when his appetite deteriorated day by day, he began to panic.

Shan Yu didn't tell anyone that he had really felt the call of the Immortal Heaven.

After tasting the taste of power, the old wolf king did not want to abdicate, let alone be driven out of power by the new wolf king.

It was only at this time that Shan Yu finally knew how good it was to have a filial son, and even if he was old, he didn't want to be abandoned.

Shan Yu's eyes were deep when he looked at the first and third sons, these two sons are getting stronger and stronger, if the eldest son wants to take the position, they will definitely do something to the eldest son.

While the eldest prince was waiting for Shan Yu, his eyes inadvertently crossed the door and passed the two younger brothers who disliked their father for eating stinky tofu and were far away, and sneered in his heart.

Recently, he has been studying the history of the Central Plains, especially the history of the crown prince's ascension, and he was shocked to realize that nine out of ten princes could not ascend to the throne, and his situation was too dangerous.

However, as long as his father values him the most in his heart, he will be invincible.

"Father, in a few days, the wheat will be dried, and Master Xuanji said that a small amount will be evenly distributed for us to taste." The eldest prince said expectantly, "Master Xuanji said, the dim sum made of wheat is delicious, and making noodles is a must, and when we plant more next year, we can eat whatever we want." ”

Hearing this, Shan Yu couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly. ()

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When he was young, he could still endure this appetite, and wait until he is old now

Yes, my teeth are not good, and when I can't eat hard things, every time I recall the deliciousness of that bowl of mutton noodles, I am very scratchy.

Shan Yu said in a deep voice: "When we came back from our detailed work in Daqing Capital, Master Bing Xuanji was scolded by that group of Central Plains people. ”

The eldest prince quickly figured out what was going on, "Is it because of the black feather grass and the wheat?" ”

He heard that there was also a shortage of grain in many places in Daqing, and Master Xuanji had a new grain seed, but instead of planting it for Daqing people, he gave it to the grassland, no wonder the Daqing court would scold.

Shan Yu took a big sip of wine with stinky tofu, and his heart was delicious, this thing was really a drink.

"This shows that the master is sincere to our grassland."

Shan Yu said, thinking of Sangya's father and mother, and felt that he must reward them again. They saved Master Xuanji's son, and instead of treating him as a slave, they regarded him as a parent, and Master Xuanji was a grateful person, and he would definitely be willing to give advice to the development of the grassland in the future.

It doesn't get more reassuring than this.

The eldest prince suddenly let go of his heart and said with a smile: "My son was worried that the master was a fine work sent by the Central Plains, this idea is ridiculous, a talented person like the master, who would send a talented person to be a fine work?" If fine cultivation can bring food to the grassland, we welcome how much such fine cultivation comes. ”

Shan Yu couldn't help but be complacent, and said with emotion: "Emperor of the Central Plains...... No! ”

It may be that the emperor of the Central Plains is really good at war, but when it comes to governing the country, his vision is shallow.

Shan Yu said: "If I were the emperor of the Central Plains, a talented person like Master Xuanji, I would rather destroy it than let him leave!" ”

For the emperor of the Central Plains, his feelings were complicated.

More than ten years ago, when the emperor of the Central Plains was still a prince, he fought more than one war with the grassland, and at that time there were wins and losses - Shan Yu was reluctant to admit that, well, in fact, the grassland lost more and won less.

Therefore, when he knew that the Emperor of the Central Plains had no children, he was refreshed in his heart.

I didn't expect such a brave and warlike man to have nothing to show for himself, which is like him, there are a lot of sons, because there are too many, and all of them are very good, so he is so annoyed that he doesn't know which one to choose as the heir.

The eldest prince also despised the eyes of the Emperor of the Central Plains, a talented and virtuous person like Master Xuanji, but you only value his ability to send children, you are simply blind.

But it's okay, it's cheap for them to grassland!

**

After a lively day outside, he returned to the tent in the evening, and Jiang Siyin sat under the light and read.

Whether it's a candle or an oil lamp, it's a rarity in the grassland, but it's nothing to Master Xuanji.

Because the nobles who had been cured by him were grateful to have sent him many candles, so that he could use them to the fullest, and he was naturally not stingy with his only son.

Jiang Siyin was reading a storybook and reading it with relish, when the parrot stood on his shoulder, patting his head with its wings from time to time, quacking and reminding him: "It's time to turn the page." ”

Jiang Siyin said unhappily: "Don't, I have to appreciate it carefully, otherwise it will be gone after reading it." ”

"I'll finish reading it, and let your dad write a few more!" The parrot was unimpressed.

() The dog host does not know how many worlds it has experienced,

It's not good to write a few children's storybooks.

"My dad is very busy." Jiang Siyin is a sensible child,

Although the monk's father never asked him to help with things, he would still silently help do what he could.

Then, his dad will have more time off.

Jiang Siyin's eyes narrowed, his father would cook whenever he was free, and the dishes cooked by the monk's father were so delicious!

In order to prevent him from growing up on a vegetarian diet, the monk's father also gave money to the neighbors and asked the neighbors to help make meat dishes for him to eat.

Jiang Siyin used to think that meat was definitely better than vegetarian dishes, until after eating the vegetarian dishes made by the monk's father, this idea has changed, if he hadn't told his father what he wanted to be nutritionally balanced, he felt that it would be okay to be vegetarian all the time.

After all, the vegetarian meat made by the monk's father with tofu turned out to be exactly the same as the taste of meat, and it was better than meat, and he felt that he could eat tofu like meat for a lifetime!

When Jiang Siyin silently missed the vegetarian meat made by the monk's father, he heard the monk's father's voice coming, "Xiaoyin, come here, Dad will measure the size for you." ”

When he saw the monk standing there gesturing something in his hand, his eyes widened.

"Dad, you're going to make clothes for me?" He was a little incredulous, he had never heard of a man making clothes.

Jiang He said calmly: "Your father and I can do anything except give birth to children!" ”

After measuring the child's size, Jiang He took out the fabric he bought from the merchant, brushed it with scissors and brushed it a few times, and the fabric fell on the big table one by one.

While he was busy working, he said to the boy standing aside: "Dad made you a down jacket, which is stuffed with wool, in fact, duck down is better, but unfortunately there are few people in the grassland who raise ducks, so they can only use wool." ”

Jiang Siyin was very happy and a little embarrassed to have new clothes to wear, after all, for him, his father, a big man, actually had to take a needle and thread, even in the grassland where he was not so particular, he rarely saw a man take a needle and thread.

He said, "Daddy, I have a woollen jacket." ”

Sheepskin belt wool tanned after wearing the opposite, wool outward, is the wool jacket, although it will be a little taste, but the dress is very warm, regardless of men and women in the grassland, the most worn in winter is the wool jacket.

Jiang Hetou didn't raise his head and said: "The wool jacket is easy to get dirty, and the fabric that my father bought is particularly dirt-resistant, even if it is dirty, it will be clean by wiping it with water, and the inside of the wool seam will be warm." ”

The white wool on the wool jacket is really easy to get dirty, and Jiang He often sees the children of the Hu people running around wearing the original white jacket.

Jiang Siyin loves cleanliness very much, but the environment is like this, the white wool quickly turns gray, and he really can't bear it.

His child can't be a dirty child!

Jiang Siyin quickly looked straight, this speed was too fast, as soon as the needle fell together, it didn't take long for a sleeve to be sewn.

"Daddy will make you another hat, a hat that can cover your ears." Jiang He said, the movements in his hands are simply faster than the best embroiderers in Jiangnan. "Xiaoyin, what color hat do you want?"

Jiang Siyin was stunned: "You can still choose a color?" ”

The winter is too cold, and bearded people wearing hats abound, generally wool or wolf hair hats, and those who are extravagant use leopards and tigers to make fur hats, and the color of the hats depends on the color of the animal's fur.

Jiang He glanced at him, and a smile appeared in his eyes,

"Daddy has collected some plants that can be dyed."

What is useful on the grassland, he will collect when he sees it, and it is so barren that everything can be used.

Jiang Siyin was suddenly happy: "Then I want the green one!" ”

Jiang He couldn't help but pause, causing the needle to prick into the flesh, and a drop of blood rolled out, he shook off the blood without changing his face, continued to sew clothes, and asked indifferently: "Why do you want green?" ”

"Green can be hidden in the grass and not be discovered." Jiang Siyin pursed his lips, "The woolen jacket I used to wear was too white, and I played hide and seek with those friends, and they would find out at once." ”

Jiang He, the father, wanted to tell his child that no one would want to wear a green hat, and finally just smiled: "It's good if you're happy." ”

The parrot rolled its eyes, the host is really a bad taste, right? When this child grows up, he will definitely want to kill himself when he was a child, a proper black history!

Jiang He looked at the parrot with a smile on his face: "Do you want a dress?" I can make you a little dress, also green. ”

The parrot is not dry, its colorful hair is so beautiful, it doesn't want a green dress to cover its beauty!

**

The grasslands in autumn are the liveliest of the year.

Especially in this year's grassland, the herders only feel that there is no other year like this year, which makes them full of expectations for life.

It all seems to be because of the arrival of Master Xuanji.

Master Xuanji not only cured them of their illness, but also gave them hope to live.

Today, the black feather grass has taken root in the grasslands.

It does not occupy the space gate, nor does it encroach on the living space of other pasture grasses, and can grow in the Gobi and sandy lands that have been gnawed by cattle and sheep to improve the soil.

The abundant harvest of wheat also gave them hope for life.

The changes in the steppe can also be clearly felt by the caravans from the Central Plains.

Director Zhang was the last group of Central Plains businessmen to come to the grassland this autumn.

His caravan brought with them the favorite goods of the Hu people of the steppe, including tea, sugar, salt, spices, etc., as well as some rouge gouache that the Hu nobles liked.

This time he came to the grassland, Wang Daxing was still with Director Zhang.

"Hey, we're finally here! Fortunately, the snow hasn't fallen yet this year, otherwise if the Hu people migrate, how much time will it take us to gate? Wang Daxing said happily.

After returning in the spring, he and Director Zhang opened dim sum shops in various cities in Daqing, because they had a tacit understanding with each other, the two families got closer and closer, and they also made an appointment to set off for Hudi together in the autumn.

"Lord Zhang, Lord Wang, you are finally here!"

When the women of the Hu people saw them, they came running with large baskets full of wool.

They asked, "Do you still collect wool?" We've saved a lot. ”

Now selling wool has become the most important source of income for the Hu people, and I don't know why those Central Plains merchants want so much wool, I heard that the patriarchs of the major tribes are privately discussing to increase the price of wool.

"Collect, collect!" Director Zhang smiled, "You go over there and line up, and the wool is counted by the pound." ”

Hearing this, the Hu women smiled happily and hurried to line up.

Soon more women came with wool and obediently went to the line.

In previous years, they were very worried about these wool, every summer, the weather is hot, and it is not possible to shear the sheep, and the sheared wool is troublesome even if it is thrown away, and it takes up space to put it.

Well, now this thing can be sold for money!

It's good to be able to sell it for money, so they also have an extra income, buy more supplies, and they will definitely survive this winter.!