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Everyone walked forward, the stone road in the countryside was potholed, and there were still some wet dead grass soon after the snow, and several women wore flowers and butterflies to jump on the dry foothold, and Su Jin was pleasing to the eye.

Su Jin suddenly remembered a very serious question, why didn't these women wrap their little feet? Although their feet were not large, they did not look like they had been wrapped; Su Jin had heard such an allusion, as early as the Southern Tang Dynasty, there were women who wrapped their feet in the shape of a crescent moon and danced on the golden lotus between square inches to please the emperor; And the Southern Tang Dynasty has only been destroyed for decades, and it is obvious that there should have been such a thing as binding small feet, why did Yan Biyun and others not wrap their feet?

The only explanation is that it is not popular, perhaps the current men are not perverted to the point where they like to play with women's little feet like pig's trotters, and there is no such thing as Su Jin has heard of the stinky problem of pouring wine and drinking with women's small shoes like water chestnut shells.

Su Jin is a little regretful, although he has read it in the book, he has not seen it once with his own eyes, if he can see it and touch it, he doesn't know what it feels like; This thought flashed in his mind, Su Jin hurriedly scolded himself for being a 'livestock'; didn't he hear that 'a pair of small feet, a jar of tears', the wind of binding feet is an act of poisoning women, how could he have such thoughts, could it be that he has been traveling for a long time, and he has gradually become like the ancients and become perverted?

In the midst of his thoughts, he heard someone in front of him say loudly: "Why is the owner here, why don't you say hello?" The villain should also take some effort to smooth the road. ”

Yan Biyun smiled and said: "Uncle Xiang, the slave family is just temporary, but this road needs to be repaired, otherwise the carriage and horses can't get close, and it's not very convenient." ”

Uncle Xiang is an old man in his fifties, wearing a short jacket on a cold day, holding his sleeves, his hands are full of black mud, a woman stands behind him and smiles innocently, Uncle Xiang turned around and said: "Don't go to pour tea and serve stools, the owner doesn't know how to say hello when he comes." ”

The woman hurriedly turned around to get tea and move the stool, Yan Biyun hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law Xiang, don't be busy, let's go in and have a look." As he spoke, he pointed at Su Jin and said, "Uncle Xiang, this is Su Gongzi, and this greenhouse for growing vegetables is the idea he came up with." ”

Uncle Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, Su Jin returned the salute with his fists, but his eyes did not leave the house with grass curtains.

Yan Biyun said: "Uncle Xiang, you lead the way, let's go in and have a look." ”

Uncle Xiang agreed to open the curtain, bowed down and invited Yan Biyun and others into the room; As soon as everyone entered the house, a hot air came to their faces, mixed with the aroma of earth and plants, although the sun was shining outside, it was cold, and the inside was warm as spring, no wonder Uncle Xiang was only wearing a short jacket and rolled up his sleeves.

Uncle Xiang rushed to lead the way, and then lifted a grass curtain, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and behind the curtain was a green vegetable furrow with no end in sight.

In this midwinter season, it is not easy to see the full green, not to mention the vegetables and fruits that are not cold-tolerant; But seeing the vast green, the varieties are different, but they are all fat and lively, and they are happy to look at it.

In the vegetable row, there are seven or eight peasant women who are weeding and catching insects along the furrows, and they are very busy.

Uncle Xiang introduced as he walked: "Owner, this large piece is pineapple, the bamboo and rattan over there are lentils, and further on there are courgettes, spring leeks, radish furrows, etc., a kind of twelve rooms, planted with twelve kinds of dishes. ”

Yan Biyun nodded and smiled: "I didn't expect it to be true, I just had the idea of giving it a try, Uncle Xiang, you have contributed a lot." ”

Uncle Xiang laughed and said: "I'm just doing some rough work, originally I was muttering how to grow vegetables and eat on this cold day, but then I saw it grow with my own eyes, so I believed it; I have to say that this Su Gongzi is really capable, and he can actually think of such an idea. ”

Su Jin was dumbfounded, he just said so casually at the beginning, he had never planted a vegetable greenhouse, how did he know how to plant; It's just that he told Yan Biyun according to the principle, but I didn't expect Yan Biyun to really do it, how can this be reasonable?

Su Jin looked up at the sky, but the roof did not have a large piece of transparent skylight as he imagined, but a fist-sized small skylight, densely arranged in the air, and the sunlight was projected from these small holes, forming a greenhouse effect.

Su Jin asked softly, "Why didn't you use the method I taught?" ”

Yan Biyun glanced at him and said, "Your idea is really a bad idea. Su Jin smiled, remembering that when Yan Biyun asked about the absence of a large glass skylight, he did have a bad idea, that is, he used cattle and sheep bladders to cut them and sew them together to form a plastic film for light transmission; But now it seems that Yan Biyun is useless at all.

"Although the large piece of glass is not imported, but my Song Dynasty folk kiln can be fired out of small pieces of glass, although you can't install as much as you said, but the palm is big as long as the hole is opened. If you have more eyes, you can also transmit light, right? ”

Yan Biyun tilted his head proudly and looked at Su Jin, Su Jin raised his head and praised: "If you really draw inferences, what a smart Yan Dongjia, but this big house of vegetables, and Fenglou is afraid that the threshold will be squeezed during the New Year." ”

Yan Biyun smiled: "How much is this?" It's not enough at all, Hefenglou has to use up two hundred catties of meat a day, at least four or five hundred catties of vegetables and eggs, which is not enough for half a month; The slave family just wants to see if this method is feasible, and now it seems that next year, wherever there is a Hefeng Building, a large area will be planted, and in the middle of winter, these vegetables are rare. ”

Su Jin laughed and said: "This is a way to make money, I can finally help your Yan family make money." ”

Yan Biyun smiled: "Regret it, right?" Such a way of making money was actually taught to the slave family. ”

Su Jin said with a smile: "What else do you share with each other, you make money is my money......"

Yan Biyun even made a look, Su Jin hurriedly stopped, but fortunately, Uncle Xiang was still leading the way in front of his head, and he was nagging about the vegetable field in his mouth, but he didn't hear it at all.

Everyone went around in the vegetable field for a long time, and then went out, Uncle Xiang was very careful, picked a little bit of all kinds of vegetables, put them in a big bamboo basket and put them on the wheel, and let the owner and Su Gongzi take them back to try it, Su Jin accepted it calmly, during this time, he ate some meat, tofu and dried vegetables, and almost never saw green vegetables, as a person in the twenty-first century, how can he not know the importance of vitamins.

Everyone returned the same way, Yan Biyun went back to Hefeng Building to arrange business first, and Su Jin got off the bus halfway to his own shop to have a look, and came back for a day, and it was really not good to go to see his own industry.

When I arrived at the cloth village, I saw the guys sprinkling and sweeping while explaining to the customers that they would close tomorrow and that if they wanted to buy, they should come and buy Yunyun as soon as possible; Su Jin didn't alarm them either, and when he saw Yang Xiaosi, who was directing people to sweep the dust off the door panel, he walked straight over.

Yang Xiaosi didn't see Su Jin coming, and shouted at five people and six people with his waist crossed to wipe it clean and brighter, and Su Jin patted him on the shoulder, startling him.

"Master, why are you here? Why aren't you in the house? ”

Su Jin smiled: "Why do you want to suffocate me in the house?" ”

Yang Xiaosi hurriedly said: "No, the prefect went to visit you in your house, didn't you see it?" ”

Su Jin was stunned and said, "What is he doing here?" ”

Yang Xiaosi said: "In the morning, as soon as we opened the door, we saw the prefect's big sedan chair carried over, and stopped in front of the cloth village to say a few words to the old shopkeeper, and then went straight to the house. ”

Su Jin shook his head and said: "I went out of the south gate early in the morning, I didn't see him, and I couldn't wait for me, so he naturally turned back to the yamen." ”

"Oh, then you better go back and have a look, and the little one will call someone to set you up for a car."

Su Jin shook his head and said, "Don't worry about him, accompany me to Peach Blossom Lane first." ”

Yang Xiaosi opened his big mouth, the big boss is the head, he dares to leave the prefect alone, but he wants to see the little lady first, which is too good.

"What's the daze? Hurry up and lead the way. Su Jin shouted.

Zhu Shiyong finally remembered that he was going to see him, this old thing may still be waiting for him to visit him first, the young master has even competed in the imperial history, will he still care about your little prefect? Wait for you.

Su Jin thought happily as he stepped on the mule cart and headed towards Peach Blossom Lane.