Walking to the river, he rinsed the porcelain bowl in the flowing water, and Yougen took the bowl and walked along the river bank towards his shack.

In the sky, the sun, which is about to set the horizon, is imprinted on the pale to gray sky.

Under this sky, everything seems to have lost its color, except for the wildflowers that grow on the banks of the river.

At the lower reaches of the riverbank, I observed that no one on the left and right had roots, and I walked among the bright flowers and the weeds by the river.

The one with a somewhat pale face had roots, and lay on the ground, on the bank of the river.

Then, he began to pick his throat hard.

Then, he began to vomit.

In the end, he clutched his stomach and vomited.

There are roots that have eaten the internal organs of animals, such as stealing pig liver, braising heart and lungs, and so on.

At that time, Yougen thought that these things tasted and textured very well.

Before today, he loved to eat.

After today, Yougen has never eaten any animal offal.

After vomiting and retching for a while, Yougen stood up and touched his dry belly with unfinished feelings.

"I'm hungry. ”

Standing up, with a flat mouth, he began to scan the surface of the river and observe the surroundings.

Around him, apart from flowers, grass, and rivers, only the earth beneath his feet remained.

But by the river, among the flowers, in the grass, on the ground, there were many noisy sounds.

Listening to the sounds around him, touching his shriveled belly, his roots narrowed into two thin slits.

"There are frogs in this place, too, and they sound like they're a lot of them, but they're all barking in the winter, so it looks like I'm going to have to get them to tell you something. ”

After the dark belly was finished, there was a short body, and gently moved towards the grass.

Between the stars, the full moon hangs high.

In the middle of the night, he returned to his hut.

Sit in the hut and sit on the dry grass.

With his knees crossed and his eyes closed, he began to breathe every night.

Not far away, in the shack of the stone naphthalm, there were bursts of thunderous snoring.

Under the influence of the sound of snoring, Yougen, who was constantly guiding the vitality, soon lost consciousness.

The sky was slightly bright, and the sun had not yet risen.

The light of the morning light had just allowed the darkness to reveal its vague outlines.

Dressed in sackcloth and rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, the naphtha had already arrived in front of the shed where Arigen was.

At the exit of the shack, Quinthos looked into the house with some strange looks, and he saw sitting cross-legged on the ground, palms crossed and folded upwards, and roots resting between his legs.

With his eyes closed, his body was undulating, and a nasal voice came from Yougen's face.

"There are root brothers, there are root brothers, there are root brothers!"

The naphtha called out three times in quick succession in front of the open door, and his tone gradually increased.

Arigan, who was sitting on the dry grass, frowned and pursed his lips.

He didn't open his eyes.

Naphtha walked into the shack and reached out and pushed Root's shoulder hard.

"Uh......" Yougen stretched and opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" stood up, and a smile appeared on his dark and swollen eyelids and tired face.

"Well, are you leaving?"

"That's right, Brother Yougen, it's time to go, let's go together. ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

Walking out of the shack, Rooten came to the side of the stone brain.

"Brother Shi Nao, bother to lead the way. ”

"Hehe, hehe. Shi Nahan smiled and walked in front of Yougen, and walked into the shack area with Yougen.

They passed through the shack, and on the way through the shack, they met Monkey Stone, Eagle's Beak, Fu Lei, Ba Tongue, and Feather.

They had hunting forks, sharpened sticks, and nets for hunting.

It seems to be a habit.

The seven came to the creek.

Yougen saw again the women he had seen when he first came yesterday.

The women were already sitting on low stools and sitting on the banks of the river.

They were washing their clothes.

Dozens of wooden basins full of clothes surrounded them.

They surrounded them.

"Brother Shi Nao, where did the clothes in these wooden basins come from?" Looking at the clothes piled up in the wooden basins waiting to be cleaned, Yougen was shocked.

"This is a piece of clothing from the county, and it is delivered every three days. ”

Hearing this, Yougen was silent for a moment, and then asked Shi Nao, "How many people are there in the county?"

"How do I know?" muttered Quinthola, taking off his straw sandals, dripping through the water, and walking across the river.

"I guess it's a lot. ”

The seven men walked along the corner, along the wall, toward the west side of the county.

Along the way, the team was quiet.

In the quiet procession, Arigen observes the walls of the county.

The masonry piled on the city wall is very smooth.

The smooth walls are covered with a layer of yellowish oil.

Standing beside the city wall, Yougen raised his head, his gaze resting on the shiny armor through the battlements.

Clearly aware of the city guards standing on the city wall, wearing armor, Yougen silently bowed his head.

On the west side of the county seat, south of the city gate, there was a lake.

The diameter of the lake is twenty miles.

From the woods not far away, a small river flowed.

A small river runs through the lake, and the water flows into the lake.

The river is clear.

The lake is muddy.

There was a large acre of land around the lake, and the people who cultivated the farmland dug several ditches.

Ditches were used to bring water from the lake into the fields.

When he came to the edge of the field, he bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground.

Rubbing between the palms of my hands for a while, feeling the stickiness of the dirt between my fingers.

Yougen exhaled and sighed, "The soil is good. ”

"Yes, you don't know, the whole county town depends on this field by the lake, and it can be self-sufficient. Standing beside Yougen, the monkey stone who heard Yougen's sigh turned his head to look at Yougen, with a proud look on his face.

Looking at the wheat seedlings in the fields that are chaotic and interspersed with each other.

I smelled an extremely pungent stench coming from the field.

Yougen frowned, turned his head to face the monkey stone, and asked, "It's not spring yet, and you have started to plant wheat seedlings, can you have a harvest?"

"Brother Yougen, haven't you ever planted a field? You can grow wheat seedlings in three seasons. ”

"Oh, and when are you harvesting?"

"Autumn. ”

“...... How much do you harvest each year when you plant wheat seedlings like this?"

"During the autumn harvest, the monarch will send eighteen wagons, all of which are used to collect the autumn grain. ”

Hearing this, Yougen bowed his head and was silent for a moment, his face was puzzled, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Eighteen carriages, even if they are all full, are not enough, and where can there be any good harvest with such a planting method." ”

Then, Yougen's eyes lit up, and he thought of the Qingfeng Temple he had heard about in the border town, and the jade gourd that he had taken out from the grocery store on the deserted mountain.

"Brother Monkey Stone, is the county town completely in charge of the county lord?"

Hearing this, Monkey Stone was slightly surprised, and said as a matter of course: "Of course it is." ”

"Then in Caoyun County, the county lord is the biggest. ”

"Of course not. ”