Miao He was stunned for a moment.
After all, what the master said has influenced Yang Dalang for many years. People were so taciturn before, secretly carrying unwarranted worries and burdens, it can be said that this master has a "credit". Although it was Yang Dalang's mother who asked for it, Miao He still couldn't like people.
Frowning slightly, Miao He pulled Yang Dalang and wanted to leave. "Ignore it. No way."
Yang Dalang looked back at Miao He, as if hesitating, but at this time, he heard "big!" "big!"
It turned out that the steamed buns and wotou in Yang Dalang's arms also seemed to notice that their father's mood was different, so he quickly blocked the little sugar man he was grabbing and wanted to share with his father. Round big eyes, ignorant and concerned.
Yang Dalang paused for a while and took a sip each.
Mantouwotou giggled happily, and Yang Dalang couldn't help laughing too.
Too. He should believe in himself, and he doesn't need to go to the master to prove that the order was wrong.
Throwing away the hesitation in his heart, Yang Dalang looked at Miao He warmly.
"Well, let's go."
Miao He rolled his eyes and hugged Yang Dalang. "it is good!"
It's just that the Miao He family grows well and dresses well. Staying on the side of the road for a while can attract many people to stop and stare. Being looked at from time to time like this attracted more attention.
Just as Miao He's family turned around and walked a few steps, they suddenly heard a hoarse voice.
"Amitabha, this benefactor Yang, please stay. Many years ago, I met by fate."
As soon as Yang Dalang stopped, he turned around. "Long time no see, Master."
It was the master across the street who came after him.
Seeing that the master lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name again, Miao He hurriedly said, "I won't bother the master today. We still have something to do, so we have to go first."
The eyes under the long eyebrows of the master looked at Miao He, and he smiled hoarsely, "This brother has nothing to worry about. The old man came here just to say sorry to the donor Yang."
Yang Dalang's dark eyes still fluctuated.
"Amitabha, Patron Yang, Lao Na must admit a mistake to you. In the past, Lao Na thought that destiny came from reincarnation, and had to break free by will. Now, Patron Yang has taught Lao Na a lesson. Lao Na accepts this cause and effect, and waits here to meet with him. Shizhu Yang said thank you."
"Will?" Yang Dalang paused.
The master smiled gently, "The donor understands in his heart." After saying the Buddha's name, he turned around and left.
A few words without beginning or ending.
But Yang Dalang suddenly remembered the time of the carriage accident.
Change of fate, it turned out from that moment.
At that time, if he had already accepted his fate, even Miao He, who had changed his soul, would also be seriously injured.
… So, will they still be the same
Fortunately. He figured it out.
He didn't want to complain. He wanted a love, willingly.
Looking back to see my little brother with concern.
Not on the side of the road, Yang Dalang bowed his head and kissed the servant, leading passers-by to discuss and commotion.
Miao He's face immediately turned red, "What, what? It's on the side of the road."
"It's all right. Let's go home."
Relaxed, accessible, thankful.
The last trace of weight went with the wind.
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Although they spent a lot of money on this trip to Sioux City, half of the plum wine had been sold when they came back, and the Miao He family's dividends were more than 500 taels! Sure enough, winemaking has always been a lucrative industry since ancient times, which means that last year's batch of plums made about 1,000 taels for them! !
Therefore, in the plum harvest season that followed, the Miao He family did not dare to be careless, and carefully collected the fruit before sending it to Sucheng.
As for the cake order mentioned by Father-in-law Fang, there is also an official arrival later. Miao He and the others transferred the work to the tea house, and his family was responsible for providing the raw materials. In this way, the quality would be exactly the same. And Miao He believes that if the teahouse is led this way, people will not let things go wrong.
It's just that these arrangements have been made. The bad weather news that has been there at the beginning of this year has not improved. There is not much rain in the spring, coupled with the little snow at the beginning of the year, I am afraid that there will be a year of drought.
At this time, it was the season before the winter wheat was harvested and the rice was planted. The lack of water caused panic in the village. Fortunately, the water in the stream is less, but it has not stopped. People who are a little bit more diligent can still hold on to the ground even after carrying water all the way.
It was like this until June, when the winter wheat was harvested.
Sure enough, this season's output is only 30% of previous years. The wheat fields rented out by the Miao He family have maintained the level of previous years, and they can be said to be outstanding. Perhaps the improved seeds after the improvement of the soil, in addition to being delicious, also have good drought resistance.
Although this difference was noticed by some people in the village, they were only envious of the fact that the rented land was right next to the stream. I was afraid that it was easier to fetch water for irrigation, so that such a good harvest could be obtained. Miao He and Yang Dalang did not refute this much. If you want to promote good seeds, you have to plant them slowly, and you can convince people with years of achievements.
It's just that the winter wheat has survived, and the rice that has already been planted has to be worried.
The villagers are staring at God every day, hoping for more rain.
As for the condition of Miao He's family, because of the presence of the soil, the energy seems to be able to alleviate the harsh conditions of insufficient water, so that the fruit trees in the back mountain and the vegetables in the garden are still watery.
It's a pity that in July, it was only a hot day, but it was still a sunny day with no thunderstorms in the afternoon.
After dozens of days of drying, all the crops were dried up and withered, and the water volume in the river was reduced to one-fifth of what it used to be.
Everyone frowned and sighed when they met. There are also five or six fires this summer.
Coupled with the high temperature and the weather, the faces of the villagers are getting heavier and heavier.
When Second Aunt Yang came to visit Miao He's house one day, she was worried and told the news.
"I heard that the situation is worse in the south. Linjia Village, you know, in the village south of the next mountain, some people fled there to beg for food and drink, saying that all the crops at home had been sunburned. Nowadays, people in Linjia Village even Well water is not to be beaten too much. Alas, I don’t know if the village will be able to survive this hurdle like it did at the beginning of the year…”
When he said this, Miao He's eyes happened to be facing the window of the main room.
The backyard is still green and lush. With the protection of Xi soil, their family has no influence at all. But he also knew that Yang Dalang had already reduced the amount of food supplied to the restaurant to avoid suspicion. When it comes to protecting Miao He, Yang Dalang is often more thoughtful than Miao He himself.
So this evening, after the baby was settled, Miao He couldn't help suggesting to Yang Dalang. "The vegetables and fruits grown today have to be sold in reduced quantities. Since that's the case, I thought, why don't we just spread the area where the soil is raised to the whole village to help the villagers tide over this difficult time?"
Yang Dalang stopped what he was doing and just looked at people quietly.
Miao He knew that doing this seemed to be a bit of a nosy, but since there was obviously a lot of energy available, and his own production had to pretend to be reduced, instead of wasting this energy, couldn't he make the most of it
Some couldn't grasp it, Miao He hesitated to express his thoughts.
It is to use the method of fertilization back to the previous one. In other words, before the soil was upgraded, growing vegetables was not as easy as it is now. They have to scoop out the fertilizer with the soil every day, and bend over to fertilize one by one. After the recent production reduction, the fertilization area is small, and the old method of fertilization is barely able to do. In this way, the soil can free up most of the time to spread the energy to nourish the fields of the entire village. Even if it is not much, it may help alleviate the water-deficient farming situation to some extent.
"Do you think this method is good?" Miao He looked at the person.
"Why do you think so?" Yang Dalang touched the little brother's head.
"If everyone has a hard time, I don't think we will be happy. If we don't have enough to eat, there will be more refugees, thieves, and robbers. If it continues to deteriorate, isn't it more worrying."
Looking sad and apologetic, Yang Dalang couldn't help but hug him. The weather hasn't gotten that bad yet, and I know that people are a little soft-hearted. However, although the method proposed by Miao He is more troublesome, it is necessary to try it. In the future, if there is a real drought, they will know how much Xiyang can help.
"Okay. Also for the future."
Miao He happily responded and hugged him back softly. "Then, I'm going to help this time. Don't let me just watch the baby."
Yang Dalang smiled, "Let's talk about it."
He agreed, but he didn't want to be tiring.
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As a result, the vegetable fields of Yang Dalang's family returned to the previous method of fertilizing with soil.
That is, the fruit trees in the back mountain need to be fertilized, and the range is larger, so they only choose the range that is enough to supply the palace.
The day suddenly became busy again.
This time, Miao He insisted on carrying the baby and was busy with Yang Dalang. It's all his idea, how can Dalang be tired and he actually enjoys the cool next to him. However, Yang Dalang was always looking for excuses to drive people away. When he was thirsty, when he was hungry, he wanted to leave Miao He away. After two months of work, the Miao He family still grew stronger (… ). After all, exercise enough, and eat and drink well.
Until the beginning of September, the good news came that the rice production in the village had only dropped by 20%! It's even better than winter wheat. After the harvest, everyone was surprised and puzzled, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief! 80% of the harvest means those who can save some extra money this year. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the village finally revealed a feeling of joy and relaxation.
Miao He was both at ease and happy, and said with a smile, "At least the weather will be different in the future, so I can support it with some amount of soil, right?"
Yang Dalang nodded and was about to speak, but the next moment he felt a flash of white light! !
Yang Dalang's face froze, but Miao He was pleasantly surprised! !
"Hey!! Xiyang has been upgraded again, look at it!!"
After speaking, he opened his palms, and lying quietly among them were two golden radiances! !
Up to now, Miao He can also grasp the rules of the soil. It should be that the more nourishment, the faster the soil upgrade speed. And the three-in-one golden soil is afraid to nourish more crops, so it has not been upgraded before. This time, the fields used by Miao He to support the whole village are naturally a matter of course!
The movement in front of him naturally attracted the two children who were being held.
Two pairs of curious eyes looked at them, oh, Dad has two golden ones in his hands! ! It must be for us! !
Because it's one for each! !
The kid who is used to having two copies of everything, immediately reached out and grabbed it.
Miao He just thought that people should be disappointed, and listened to the two cheers of "Yah!" and "Ooh!"
I saw Xi Rang, who had been touched by Yang Dalang before, but could not be caught by anyone, was actually caught safely in the hands of two boys! !
Yang Dalang and Miao He were even more surprised.
"Could it be that they can use the steamed buns!?"
"I'll try." Yang Dalang paused for a while, and put his big hand to Wo Tou's side.
Seeing Dad begging him for something, Wotou happily handed over the small gold ball in his little hands. However, when the immature little fist was released, the small golden group fell down, but went straight through Yang Dalang's palm! It landed on the wooden floor of the main room and rolled.
Miao He and Yang Dalang couldn't help but look at each other in surprise!
Because if Yang Dalang can't hold it, but Wotou can, it doesn't mean that Wotou actually has the ability to use the soil!
But this head of Wotou was not happy, "Huh? Ya!" He found that the little Jinjin he wanted to give to his father didn't get it.
Stubbornly took the first few steps, squatted down and picked up Xi Rang, and wanted to give it to Dad. Yang Dalang stretched out his hand again, and after receiving Xiyang, it still fell again!
Xiao Wotou, full of question marks, had to pick it up, give it again, and fail again! ! Looking at the steamed buns on the side, and learning from the wotou, I have to pass the little gold ball in my hand to my father! ! Also a failure! !
The brows of the two boys wrinkled in confusion, and they repeatedly picked up and handed over. Miao He wanted to laugh when they saw it, but after a while, Wotou's eyes were red, and he cried out with a wow! ! This cry, of course, the steamed bread also cried!
The two crying bags immediately rushed towards Yang Dalang. Aggrieved.
Seeing Miao He's heart was full of love and warmth, he smiled, "Don't move, the boys are sad."
Yang Dalang kissed each other with love in his eyes. "Yeah. They're all like you."
It's great for those you love.
"Then mine?" Miao He couldn't help but pounce.
Yang Dalang chuckled.
Diao's extraordinary mouth, kissed it carefully, softly, and lovingly.
During this period, I did not forget to cover my two pairs of small eyes.
And cover is right. Just don't ask why.
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After knowing that the rice harvest was stable, Miao He also took back the soil with peace of mind, and used the extra one to quickly nourish the remaining fruits in the back mountain. The quality of the tributes guaranteed at the beginning is absolutely no problem, and the supplement is the rest of their own takeaways.
After the whole harvest is finished, the fruits that are added later are smaller than last year, but the sweetness and taste are finally made up. I thought it would be harder to sell than last year, but because there are droughts in various places, either the taste is not good or the amount of fruit is too small. The fruit of Miao He's family stood out from the crowd again, but was robbed even more fiercely!
This phenomenon even alarmed the county officials. Su County officials have been worried for a long time that their county has finally produced a family that grows tribute fruit. If the fruit cannot be handed over the next year, even if it is due to the weather, they are afraid that the people in the palace will not be happy.
So this inquiry, and then call up the record of the grain harvest! suspect! ? I found out that the grain tax paid by Miaojia Village this year is the most uniform among the surrounding villages. Among them, how many of the food they handed in were marked as "excellent"? Being credited when there is a drought? What's going on here, it can't be a false report, right
After thinking about it carefully, I sent officials who were familiar with farming to go to Miaojia Village.
Who knew that he came back in shock soon after!
"Sir! Well, that's a different seed! No wonder it is so drought-resistant!!
"It's not a big credit to report it, sir!!"
The county magistrate Su originally held his chin to listen to the report, but now everyone jumped up.
"True or false!? Walk around, take this officer to see for yourself!!"
And this inspection, also found that the Yang Dalang family rented the land! All the rice seeds were grown by Yang Dalang's family!
It turns out that the seeds of human beings are very powerful, and the ability to find seeds is also unique! !
Although where did this kind of seed come from, the final words of the person were vague and unclear. But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that these have left more seeds. The county magistrate Su immediately wrote a memorial, and added a few bags of rice from Miao He to the report. After that, he really earned a lot of credit!
And in the following year, the officials in charge of farming received orders from above to promote this rice seed in a planned way. In the past few years, the area of planting this rice seed has become more and more extensive, and this rice has been named "miaoshui rice". The fame gained is as big as the tribute fruit of the Miao He family.
At that time, the Miao He family still lived a small life of growing vegetables and raising children, in addition to their illusory rank.
Oh, at most, they can make wines that have been successfully developed with Xu Jia Brewing.
He still lives in the brick house.
The yard is full of beautiful flowers and plants, and the shady trees provide a delightful shade of green.
On the rocking chair under the tree, you can often see black cats basking in the sun. The fur is black and shiny.
There are several lively puppies near the big dogs.
And Miao He and Yang Dalang are still inseparable.
Whether busy or resting, they accompany each other day and night.
That was the most satisfying thing for them.