Chapter Seventy-Nine: I Look at Chang'an from the Top of the Mountain
In ancient times, farming, the harvest looked at the sky, there was no chemical fertilizer and no pesticides, and the common people were busy and tired all year round, and the grain per mu was only two or three hundred catties. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
That's it, it has to be regarded as a good harvest.
This situation lasted for thousands of years, from the Xia, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasty to the Han Dynasty, Sui and Tang Dynasties, the common people have been living a hungry and full life, not because there are few fields, but because the yield is low.
Now someone suddenly jumps out and tells you that I have cultivated a crop with a yield of at least 20 quintals per mu, how would you feel?
Twenty quintals, that's two thousand catties, and when this thing is not picked, it can be planted anywhere. When the Wannian County Commander heard this result, the whole person was stupid. This old man came from a poor background, although he has now entered the ranks of the big guys, but he still has a peasant plot in his bones, how can he not be shocked when he hears high-yield grain?
"This kind of crop, the old man has to catch it in his hands even if he dies......"
For the public, once this thing is popularized, it can solve the famine of the people in the world. Not to mention that it can achieve a high yield of 2,000 catties, even if half of the discount is counted as 1,000 catties, two acres of land can feed a family of three, which is a great benevolence with countless lives for the living.
For private purposes, agriculture is the foundation of the country, once this thing from his 10,000-year-old county order began to promote, it will inevitably attract praise, and it is not impossible to carry the reputation of history books.
When he reaches his age and status, he will inevitably enjoy glory and wealth, and he doesn't have much to worry about in his heart, nothing more than asking for a name for a hundred generations, and the sweet potatoes cultivated by Han Yue obviously gave him this opportunity.
"Jingyang Hou, the old man wants to go to the field to see the sweet potatoes in person, I don't know if the Hou Ye has time now, and how about accompanying the old man to go with him?" If a person asks for something, the tone must be gentle, and the dignified five-grade boss calls a young county man the marquis, but the county order of Wannian does not feel abrupt.
Han Yue smiled and said meaningfully: "Why do you want to go down the mountain again, I have ready-made sweet potatoes here, and I will let people take them for you to evaluate." ”
He turned his head and shouted not far away, and said, "Who still has uneaten roasted sweet potatoes, hurry up and send one to the master." ”
The people who work on the top of the mountain are all those little beggars recruited from Chang'an, and now they live in Tianjiazhuang and belong to Han Yue's food households, eat good food, and live in new houses, these teenagers respect Han Yue in their hearts. As soon as he heard the master's shouting, seven or eight people had already rushed over, each holding a roasted sweet potato and respectfully said, "Master Hou, Master Hou, I have it here!" ”
Han Yue glanced at it, and suddenly laughed: "You are all starving ghosts, each of you has been given three roasted sweet potatoes, which weigh four catties, and the whole day's food will be gnawed like this before noon?" ”
Several teenagers looked at each other, and everyone blushed a little.
One of them said shyly: "Master Hou, this thing is so delicious, the big guy always can't help but want to bite." As he spoke, he swallowed.
Han Yue patted his forehead speechlessly, he picked through everyone's hands for a long time, and barely found a sweet potato with a decent appearance, but he was also bitten off several times.
"My lord, let's just take a moment." Han Yue took the sweet potato and handed it to the Wannian County Order, and said with a smile: "These stinky boys used to be beggars, and they may have had the shadow of hunger since they were children, so they can't eat the most." ”
"It doesn't matter! The old man was poor when he was young, and he also did begging, so he knew the pain of starvation. Wannian County Commander said with a smile, he didn't see any anger on his face, but gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It's the Marquis of Jingyang who is merciful and merciful, and he can bring hundreds of little beggars under his door, which really makes the old man admire." ”
Han Yue laughed and said, "Don't say that, my lord, in the next young and frivolous will be the most unpraised, and if you continue to praise like this, I will almost not know what my surname is." ”
Wannian County Decree said: "It's not a boast, it's really a heartfelt word." The ancient teachings of the sages say that the greatest merit in the world is nothing more than giving people food and clothing. These hundreds of teenagers were hungry and unfathomable when they were begging, and they might starve to death in a few days in a famine year. ”
He said this fairly, Han Yue couldn't find an excuse for a while, but several teenagers next to him had tears in their eyes, and one of them choked up: "What this adult said is that we were originally little beggars with a bad life, sleeping in the cold wind in winter and drenched in wind and rain in summer, and we were sad and miserable from childhood to adulthood, and we didn't know that we would starve to death if we didn't get food one day." It was the Hou Ye who rescued us from the sea of suffering and gave us a way to live, this kind of great grace and great virtue is high and deep, even if it is a high praise, it is not too high. ”
A few teenagers next to him didn't have his eloquence, but these words were in everyone's hearts, and everyone had their heads sharpened, and they looked at Han Yue with admiration.
Wannian County Commander sighed softly, and said with emotion: "The justice of the world is in the hearts of the people, hypocrisy and good deeds are still sincere, and you will know ...... when you look at the recipients" He said this, and suddenly looked at the young man with some curiosity, and said meaningfully: "You doll has an extraordinary mouth, if it weren't for the skinny body, the old man almost thought it was the son of a family." ”
The young man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Han Yue quietly, and suddenly bowed his hand, and said, "Master Hou, the ditch over there still needs to be dug again, and the villain will go down first." ”
Han Yue waved his hand casually and said, "Go ahead, don't work too hard, you have to be careful about being hurt like a stunned person all day long." ”
The boy didn't say a word, bowed his hand again, and beckoned the others to turn around and leave.
Wannian County Commander's eyes flashed slightly, and only when the young man's figure went down did he softly mention Han Yue, and said, "Jingyang Hou, I seem to be ...... this young man."
Han Yue smiled faintly and interrupted him: "People in troubled times are like dogs, and the prince can also be imprisoned, and I don't know how many innocents were affected by the chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, this kid is obviously a hard-working person, since he doesn't want to say it, why should I ask." ”
"Good self-cultivation!" Wannian County Commander praised it, he looked thoughtful, suddenly laughed for a long time, and laughed at himself: "The policy of Jingyang Hou to govern the family is obviously to do nothing and govern the flow of the water, but the old man is a villain." ”
Han Yue looked up to the sky and didn't answer his words, and said: "Do you want to see sweet potatoes, now that you have it, you can try the taste to see if it suits the taste." ”
Wannian County Commander was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't catch up with Han Yue's thought jump, but the other Lao Mijian reacted immediately, picked up the roasted sweet potato and took a bite.
Savor it!
The next moment, the old man put all his distracting thoughts behind him, and his eyes flashed and he exclaimed: "Yes, this thing is sweet in the mouth, chewy and glutinous, and it is really a good food." ”
Han Yue said on the side: "Sweet potatoes can be roasted or boiled. If it is cut and dried at the time of harvest, it can also be used to cook porridge. ”
"This thing is easy to store?"
"It's convenient, dig a cellar to store in winter, and you can definitely survive the cold winter."
"Good!" Wannian County Commander looked up to the sky and laughed, he suddenly stuffed the sweet potato into his arms, and then bowed deeply to Han Yue, and said: "The cultivation of this thing by the Marquis of Jingyang can be called a merit greater than the sky, once the sweet potato is popularized, it will inevitably live countless lives." From now on, the person whom the old man admires, you are the first. ”
The ancient teachings of the sages say that the greatest merit in the world is nothing more than giving people food and clothing. Although the county magistrate of Wannian is an elder, this worship is willing.
Han Yue stepped out of the way, he glanced at the Wannian County Order, and then at the beggar teenagers who were busy not far away, for some reason, a trace of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.
What I did was nothing more than a gesture of raising my hand, but in this backward Tang Dynasty era, I was able to live countless people and be revered. Sure enough, how strong a person is, how much responsibility he should bear, the ancients did not deceive me.
Even if I am a gangster, I am at ease!
He stood on the edge of the mountain and looked at Chang'an, his heart was surging for a while, and he couldn't help but speak slowly:
The teenager has no intention of ten thousand dou (mou),
In the blink of an eye, the autumn is sad.
Wine Wangjiang Tower,
The bustling mayflies are sorrowful.
The water is full of bamboo willows,
Dung will be princely and princely.
Proud view of spirituality,
A hundred turns of sorrow and a lump sum.
After speaking, when he looked back, he saw a face full of shock written on the county order of Wannian.
(This chapter is dedicated to thanking the book friends in the book friend group: Luoyang Chengcheng, this friend is very talented, and the words at the end of the chapter are his original)