Watching Wei Lan take the old people away, Luo Weicai went back to the house and touched all the furniture in the wooden house. This will be his home in the future. It seems that he has to take a good look at everything before he can rest assured. There were not many things in the room, but after Luo Wei looked at it carefully, noon passed.
There was dry food that Wei Lan put on the kitchen table. Luo Wei ate a steamed bun and wanted to drink water, only to find that there was no water at home. After turning around again, Luo Wei found two wooden buckets carrying water. Thinking of what Old Man Wei told him, there was a stream behind the house, so Luo Wei put all the tableware and chopsticks in the kitchen into the bucket. The two pots on the stove could not be put into the bucket, so Luo Wei prepared for a while. After two trips, I took the two pots to the stream to wash them.
When Luo Wei walked into the yard with two buckets and looked up at the tung tree, he found that there was still a rope tied to the tree, and following the rope buckle, Luo Wei saw that there were still two hanging ropes in the yard. clothesline. Seeing that the sunlight could still leak through the gaps in the leaves, Luo Wei put down the bucket again, went back to the room, found a quick drying cloth in the package, moved a stool to the yard, and wiped the two clotheslines. On the other hand, after seeing that it was clean, he went back to the house and took out both his and Wei Lan's quilts and hung them up to bask in the sun. After the bedding was dry, Luo Wei went to the creek behind the house with two wooden barrels.
The creek was easy to find, just a few hundred paces behind the house, and the sound of running water could be heard before anyone got close.
What Luo Wei saw first was not the clear stream, but the forest flowers in the bushes by the stream caught his attention. The big red peanuts were among the green leaves. Luo Wei didn't know what kind of flower it was. He only felt that the forest flowers in the mountains were no worse than the peony in the imperial garden. It seems to be more precious than the peony, the king of flowers.
A chirping of birds in the forest brought Luo Wei back to his senses and walked quickly to the stream. This stream is not too narrow, Wei Lan might be able to reach the other side of the stream with one jump, but Luo Wei estimated his ability and might have to take three steps to get to the other side of the stream. He looked at the stream again, and there were many small fish swimming in it, but the water was not deep, at most it could drown Rowe's calf. Luo Wei stretched his hand into the water. As soon as the cold water touched his hand, Luo Wei quickly retracted his hand. This stream was like ice water, much cooler than ordinary river water. Luo Wei took a few breaths on his hand, and he didn't dare to waste any more time. He put the wooden barrel by the stream and went home to get the pot.
Wei Lan sent the old men back to Xuanzhou City. Old Man Wei forced Wei Lan to go home with him, gave Wei Lan some vegetable seeds, and said, "You can plant these seeds after you go back."
Wei Lan didn't recognize these seeds and asked, "What kind of vegetable seeds are these?"
"Brother Nan has never planted land before?"
Wei Lan said honestly: "I've only heard people say something, but I've never planted it myself."
A few old men won't let Wei Lan go now, they won't know anything, how will they support themselves and Brother Fu when they go back
Wei Lan listened to the elders talking to him about farming, and only after listening did he realize that farming was not easy at all, and seemed to be more sophisticated than his martial arts practice in the past.
"Do these Brother Fu understand?" Old Man Wei asked Wei Lan after his mouth was dry.
"He," Wei Lan shook his head, "doesn't understand this."
"Brother Fu didn't even recognize the tung tree. Do you think he understands or doesn't understand?" An old man joked with the old man Wei: "Why are you talking nonsense now?"
Old Man Wei was laughed at this time, and he didn't reply. He just asked a nonsense. That brother Fu still didn't know if he could make the hoe move.
Wei Lan asked again: "Is there a place to sell grain seeds in this city?"
The old men took Wei Lan to buy grain.
Several people were walking on the street, and the old men didn't waste time teaching Wei Lan about farming.
"When it comes to farming, Nan Geer, you have to listen to Father Wei," an old man pointed at Old Man Wei and said to Wei Lan, "He was a good farmer when he was young."
Wei Lan noticed at this time that there was a caravan not far from them.
Several old men also saw the caravan at this time and said, "The caravan is here. When they open their stalls and do business tomorrow, they can buy something."
Wei Lan asked, "What do they sell?"
"Everything is sold," said the old man Wei, "cloth, salt and so on."
Wei Lan said: "Isn't there any shops in these cities that sell them?"
"What they sell is much cheaper than the shops in the city," said the old man Wei, "Nan Geer, discuss with Fu Ge'er when you go back today to see what is still missing, and come to the city tomorrow to buy them. Will stay with us for three days."
"Nan Ge'er doesn't need to buy grain seeds anymore," said an old man, "I'll buy it from the caravan tomorrow."
"Do you know?" At this moment, a caravan person said loudly to the proprietress of the tea shop.
The proprietress was already acquainted with the people in this caravan, so she smiled and said, "What do you know? Halfway through, the old lady knows what your grandson is asking?"
"We are going to fight again in the big week!" said the businessman.
Wei Lan's footsteps stopped.
"Jing Hulielie," said the proprietress, "How long has our emperor been on the throne? This is going to be another war? Who will we fight?"
"Follow Beiyan."
"With Beiyan? Why are you fighting?" This time it was Old Man Wei who asked.
Wei Lan lowered his head and stood aside to prevent the gang of businessmen from going all the way to notice him.
"It's better to live in a place like Xuanzhou," said an older businessman. "No matter what the commotion outside is, how should we live here, or how we live."
"Come on, why are you fighting again?" Old Man Wei urged.
The businessman cleared his throat and said, "Didn't we Luo Xiang resign?"
People in Xuanzhou City said, "We know that, Lord Luo Xiang has resigned from office and went into seclusion."
"Don't the Luo family still have two generals, and they want to resign too, but your Majesty will give it back, saying that the big revenge has not been avenged. How can you two be brothers, how can you return to the field?"
An old man said: "The big revenge has not been avenged? Isn't it the time to avenge King Jin this time?"
"That's right," the businessman pointed at the old man and said with appreciation, "It's for Prince Jin. Our Majesty said that Prince Jin was personally appointed by the late Emperor, and the first prince to enjoy the king's title was the lifeblood of the late Emperor. , is also his most distressed brother. Even if you Beiyan said that Prince Jin was burned to death because of an accident, you have to hand over the body of Prince Jin, and the prince of the Long family will be buried in the emperor of Xiachuan after his death. In the mausoleum, if Prince Jin does not enter the Xiachuan Emperor Mausoleum for a day, the first emperor of Xingwu will not be able to rest his eyes for a day."
"That's a bit strange," said the proprietress of the tea shop, "King Jin was burned to death in the fire, and there are still corpses left?"
"The body is gone, so there are still ashes?" the merchant said, "Our Majesty wants to ask the Emperor Sima Qingsha of Beiyan for the ashes of Lord Jin!"