It is said that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the summer wind is now as expensive as gold, and now the weather on this dog's day is also annoying enough, either it is cold to death, or it is a hot drought, and now, the river valley under the mountain is dried up, and under a big sun, thousands of people are like smoke in the sun.

However, no one dared to stop, all of them tightened the loosening of the soil, planted the green seedlings into it, and the warm days were one day less, and even the houses did not have time to be repaired, and most of the tun households fell asleep in the open air and plunged directly into the fields as soon as they returned.

In this year, there was no grain from the south to the north, and you could buy bags of rice in the supermarket casually, and if you couldn't harvest a season before the grain was finished, everyone would have to starve to death in the spring.

And what boosted morale was that Mao Jue assured everyone that they were planting fast-maturing passionflower crops, as long as everyone was willing to work hard, they would definitely be able to harvest it before the winter froze, and this time, half of the harvested grain only needed to be handed over to the army.

At the beginning of the Western Han Dynasty, the amount levied was 30 taxes and 1, and this Mao Jue levied 50% It seems to be more ruthless than Zhou Papi, but in fact, it really inspired everyone, you must know that Mao Jue has provided food in the past few months, not to mention, and before Tian Tao's hands farmed, even reached the level of ten taxes and eight, ten taxes and nine, and worked hard all year round, and the households were hungry all the time, which was half a point, so that they could eat more than one or two months.

Mixed in the crowd, a teenager wearing a big straw hat, also sweating like rain there with a hoe, digging the soil like the earth, under his hoe, the original wheat roots were dug out and piled up almost a hill, after the fire next to it, turned into ashes and scattered back into the field again, and the sweet potato seedlings poked their heads out of these ashes.

"It's time to eat!"

The sweat was like rain, and the crisp shout seemed to disintegrate Chu Ge, Xiang Yu's 100,000-strong army, so that the peasants who were doing it threw their hoes, turned their heads and ran back, and even the women who were weaving straw mats on the side also threw down their work and ran over.

This month, Mao Jue's plan to sell fish is to completely run out of soup, farming is high physical labor, can't eat enough at all, the fish on the side of the Phi Island are completely supplied to several guards, the sea fish spines are few, follow the wild vegetables in the pot, the cooking is a mess out of a pot, the white flour bun Mao Jue can't afford to supply it before, the wheat is ground with the bran, and the cake made can be coarsely throated.

But even so, everything is fragrant when you are hungry, and as soon as the women who delivered the food arrived, the basket of plain clothes was snatched down by Mao Jue, and she turned out the soup jar and directly raised her head and poured half a jar of vegetable soup, and then exhaled comfortably.

Seeing Mao Jue calloused in one hand and grabbing the cake there, Su Yi's eyes couldn't help but feel distressed, and she hurriedly poured water for him, while complaining.

"Young master, you too, why are you doing this and following a group of mud-legged people to the ground, you are all tanned."

"In our country, a nobleman like you, Your Excellency, will never be involved in the hard work of the peasants, and this will be ridiculed!"

This time it's not just plain clothes that are here, but the foreign girl Adriana is also here, she is very able to follow the local customs, her red hair is wrapped in a towel, and the Mediterranean dress on her body has also been changed into a paddy field coat, if you don't go into the face and eyes, she is the same as a little rural daughter-in-law.

To tell the truth, Mao Jue was quite surprised to see that this girl could come, these days this girl has never even planted gardening and cultivating those seeds, and has to order her subordinates to do it, as if she is not here to be a slave, but to enjoy the blessings, the eldest lady is full of anger.

"Anyway, being idle is idle, watching these guys follow slowly and anxiously, it's better to pick up your arms and follow a little bit, and feel more comfortable!"

can be regarded as swallowing the full bread in his mouth, Mao Jue first replied to Su Yi, waved his face irritably, and then shifted his gaze to Adlena, and asked with some curiosity.

"By the way, it's been so many days, and I haven't gotten to know you yet! Are you from that state again? Why was he still sold as a slave to Daming? ”

Just now, she was still irritable and flashed a pair of lady's gloves to fan the wind for herself, but Mao Jue's words made Adriana seem to freeze for a moment, paused for a second or so, and then replied a little stumblingly.

"Back to the master, the maid was born in Bohemia, was captured by the Spanish pirates on the seaside, sold to the Dutch, and was brought to Asia, just when Master Fan's housekeeper went to Nanyang to do business, bought the maid in Batavia, and then gave it to the master!"

This girl's journey is tortuous enough, but several place names in her mouth are all in her native language, Mao Jue is also confused, I really don't understand who is who and who is who, but this aroused Mao Jue's more serious energy, leaned down and took a branch, and drew it on the ground.

The Mao Jue ghost painting charm that I watched generally drew a lot of circles, looking curious, the stupid one in the plain clothes stared at the beautiful big eyes, but this girl looked at Mao Jue one by one, and was shocked again, and unconsciously stopped the fanning lady's gloves, and she didn't dare to look at it.

At this end, after lunch, a group of farmers picked up their hoes and went down to the ground again, but no one dared to urge Mao Jue, who painted for about ten minutes, and finally completed the work, patted the soil on his hands, pointed at the picture with a wooden stick, and Mao Jue interrogated again.

"This is England, here is France, here is Spain, here is Italy, where is your hometown?"

After all, from later generations, I have seen a lot of movies from World War II, this European outline map, Mao Jue still remembers, but this is really incredible among the Ming people of the same era!

This foreign girl was too young, and a look of vigilance could not hide it on her pretty little face, and this time, she hesitated for a longer time before pointing her green fingers upward.

There are too many small countries in Europe, and the place this girl refers to is near Germany, where Austria, Hungary, and the Czech Republic, Mao Jue really can't draw it, but this girl's fiery red hair is very likely to be a German.

"By the way, I heard that you are also fighting there, how is the war going?"

God is really fair, Da Ming's side experienced civil strife, in fact, Europe at the same time also experienced a war that spread throughout Europe, the Thirty Years' War, whether this girl's hometown is Austria or Germany, it is the main battlefield.

It is a pity that the Easterners did not learn anything in the war, the more they fought, the weaker they became, but the Western powers learned enough experience in the war, and in this era Europe carried out general military reforms, especially the large phalanx of Spain and the military reform of King Gustav of Sweden, militarily, the West began to throw off China.

Although Mao Jue has no confidence in whether he can beat Houjin in this life, let alone hope to fight with these powers, but he can get a little bit of it, and Mao Jue really asked with interest when he threw away the hoe.

Who knows, this foreign girl's uneasiness has reached the extreme, like a blocked little fox. Eagerly said a non-standard blessing, this girl has always been fluent in the official dialect of Ming Nanjing, which has become a lot messy, and shook her head crampedly.

"Master, the servant is just a little subordinate, how do you know what the war is like? In the afternoon, Master Su will come to fetch corn seeds, and the maid will not accompany the master much, so he will retire first!"

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Before the words were finished, Adriana had already run away and walked back, and the plain clothes who came with her angrily stomped her feet, her little face was red and she shouted behind her, Mao Jue was also confused, this girl wouldn't have a nervous disorder, right? Nerves at every turn?

No wonder it was given to himself by the big salt merchant.

"Forget it, Suyi, hurry up and go back with her! She's not familiar with this place, don't run around and let people be caught as monsters!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

Being able to stay with Mao Jue, Su Yi felt very happy, and this was sent back, this girl was depressed and pouted, packing up the basket, and rubbing slowly. Before the crossing, he was most annoyed to break the bud rice and do farm work, this restless energy has been worn away a lot in the past two days, Mao Jue himself is also lazy and unwilling to move, first stretched his waist, wiped the cake crumbs on the side of his mouth, and then slowly stood up with his hands on the ground.

Who knew that after a slap, a soft thing pressed under the palm, stood firm and lowered his head, just now Adeleena's pair of ladylike gloves fell off, and at the mouth of the glove, a corner of rice paper was exposed.

I'm really curious about this neurotic foreign girl.,Wouldn't she draw a lover and hide it inside? Thinking together, Mao Jue didn't care about the rudeness of the girl's things, picked up the gloves and pulled out the rice paper, unfolded it three times and two times, and spread it flat on the thigh.

Not to mention that it is really a painting, but it is not a talented man, but a big house, or a castle, which is more appropriate.

Especially the mountains and rivers below the castle, everything made Mao Jue feel very familiar, in the curious look of Su Yi, Mao Jue was fascinated, stared at the painting for a few seconds, and then collapsed like chicken blood, and ran to the hillside on the edge of the river valley.

Standing on the commanding heights and looking down, the mountains and rivers here are completely on the same page as the painting, the river at the bottom of the picture is the Garao River that is doing now, a tributary of the Qingjiang River, and the peak of the fortress in the year after the fortress is the famous Iron Mountain, but in the location of the castle in the painting, now it is the ruins of the Jialaofeng Wooden Fort, the stronghold of the Ming army that was burned down by the Houjin Eight Banners, and only a place of charred black wood remains.

This castle is also strangely drawn, uneven inside and out, like a pineapple that has been cut, with irregular edges, and the length of Arabic numerals, which is clearly an engineering drawing!

"Bastion!"

Looking at this picture, and then looking at the busy fields below, Mao Jue couldn't help pinching his chin and thinking deeply.