Fields of Gold

Zhu Junyang came down from the mountains after practicing in the morning, and as soon as he entered the yard, he smelled the strong fragrance that had drifted into the sky. I didn't expect it to look amazing. It even looks like some disgusting insect came out of the soil. The little girl can cook such a tempting flavor!

“Let's eat!” Yu Xiaograss held a large plate and wobbled out of the kitchen, the scent emanating from those two plates.

Huge plates, piled up like hills of fried monkeys, could almost crush those two thin wrists like firewood sticks, Zhu Junyang's footsteps before the brain reaction, took the plates in Yu Xiaograss's hand.

When he saw him, Yu Xiaocao smiled. "Xiaoxian Wang, your nose is like that of Wang Xingren. When you know that the monkey has just blown up, you will follow the incense! ”

Zhu Junyang wants to know what Wang Xingren is. He must have jumped like a thunder. To compare him to a dog who can only throw up his tongue and shake his tail. It is a great disrespect! Fortunately, most of his attention was focused on the burning scent of the monkey, ignoring the meaning of "Wang Xingren”.

Xiaolian and Liu Yan, who helped in the kitchen, each served a plate of different flavors and found out. After putting it on the table, they said: "Eat first, I'll send some to my aunt and cousin to try it too. ”

The pig farm has a simple kitchen, usually Xiao Lian and her aunt fire over there, the house cooks good food, and will send them some. Pork farm pigs, with plenty of food and leftover grass regularly replenishing them with light spirit stone water, each with a great body, excellent appetite and good growth. The first batch of pigs to be caught had been close to 100 kg for more than four months, like eating "April Fat”.

Liu Yanye also sent the next door Qian family a full plate to find out. After all, yesterday his Qian Wu sister also contributed two jars to find out the monkey. When Qian Wu returned, he didn't take any of them with him, so he took this idea. Whoever ordered the grass to cook is delicious, take it back to his mother Mao will not make it, even if it will, they can't afford to fry it as a snack mouth. I can't stop saying, this guy Qian Wu, he doesn't look like he has much in mind, he has many ghost ideas!

In Yu's yard, the daughter-in-law who helped pick vegetables came. She smelled the scent. She had a good relationship with Liu's daughter-in-law on a weekday. "Sister-in-law Dahai, what fresh meals have your little girl made? It smells like my saliva is coming out! ”

The Liu family set aside some in a small plate and brought it over for them to taste. Just after the disaster year, knowing that the food was expensive, the daughter-in-law withstood the temptation of fragrance and shook her head: “Sister-in-law, please don't hook up the worm in our bellies, if it is bitter or ours. Hurry up and take it back. I didn't know this delicious food was in front of us. It's torture! ”

Liu Shi glanced at her with a smile and said: "It's okay if the worm is hooked up, it's not something precious. Did you hear the cicada in the tree? These are the larvae that the cicadas have just climbed out of the ground and haven't been shelled yet. Pick one up in the woods at night, come back and wash it and marinate it with salt, and you can eat it when it's cooked! ”

Last year's locust plague released information that locusts could eat from the rest of the house. Almost all the households grabbed a lot to eat as food, saving a lot of food. The locusts roast it with fire. What are you afraid of, larvae?

The daughter-in-law saw that the ingredients were not expensive, so she stopped being polite. She pinched one in the entrance, and suddenly an unusual fragrance broke open in her mouth, better than the little fish fried in the new year! Her eyes lit up and her smile filled with a real smile: “It tastes good. Let's take a few kids with us at night to catch some and fry them out to the little bastards to solve the problem. ”

The daughter-in-law of several other girls also gave up her tenacity, tasted one by herself, and the team that caught the monkeys at night grew a lot. The Liu family was giving them one more taste, but they refused. The rest of the Liu family add up to a dozen, how many children can you catch? People don't eat enough. They just have to control it if they want to eat again. How can they argue with the kids?

Besides, the Yangxian King is still there. He is now the existence of Tang Gu above the county order. The entire eight townships of Tang Gu Village are the sealed land of the people. They are his people, at least make a good impression in front of the county king, right?

The king of Yangshen, whom they feared, hid the essence of food and focused all their attention on the discovery of several flavors. His favorite is spicy flavor, not only golden colour, crisp shell, fresh inside, delicious dry flavor, spicy taste, as if every taste bud in his mouth was beating, making him one after the other, he couldn't stop.

It must be said that the royal family seems to have the genes to eat food. The Tai Wang is a senior food eater, and the Yangxian King does not give way. I wonder if the Emperor, in front of his favorite food, has also disarmed the noble yolk? Yu Xiaograss is YY in his heart.

Zhu Junyang hasn't returned since lunch. Yesterday Xiaobai hunted rabbit, which became Yujia's plate Chinese meal at noon. With more people eating, Yuhai killed another homegrown rabbit.

When slaughtering rabbits hunted outside, the rest of the family's pet bunnies could still enjoy watching, running around beside them so unhappy. But when he saw Yuhai from his usual little companion, he picked one, rubbed his neck off and peeled, and was scared to hide in the house of Yu Xiaograss. Even his favorite spirit stone water mixed green grass, he didn't dare to eat a bite, afraid that the master would kill it like that rabbit and drink stew soup.

I don't know if this little pimple drank too much spirit stone water, genetically mutated. Since it was brought back to the rest of the family three years ago, it hasn't grown a head. It maintains the shape of a small pimple without a full moon. The thin little one is shaking like a falling leaf in a cold wind. It looks cute and pathetic.

When Yu Xiaocao found out that Xiaozi had not eaten two meals, she shrunk to a small figure that had not been picked, and thought it was sick. After a reminder from Little Heavenly Stone, it became clear that this guy was frightened and hurried and soothed in his arms:

“Little man, don't be afraid! No one will eat you. You're so small, you don't have two or two meats on you. Killing isn't enough to stitch your teeth. I assure you, no one dares touch you at home without my permission!! But outside, you have to keep your eyes open and watch out for others to make soup!! ”

Xiao Xiaozi seemed to be well aware of the position of the small master at home, and she said that if no one touched it, it would surely be safe at home. As for the outside, it won't let strangers near it. It's running like the wind. It can't even catch Black and White. Who can catch it? However, for a long time to come, Xiao Xiaozi saw Yuhai and would take a detour, afraid that he would look at himself badly and kill him.

In the blink of an eye, it's autumn season. Zhu Junyang followed Yu's father and daughter to Yu's estate. The grass on the hill behind the estate began to turn yellow gradually. Occasionally, one or two maple trees showed its brilliant beauty in the golden emerald. The golden bean pods in the ground swelled as if they were going to be stretched out of their bellies, and the harvested tenant farmers in the field had a happy smile on their faces.

Zhuangtou Wang Mao Cai hung a smile from his heart, accompanied by Dongjia's father and daughter, explained: “In previous years, we have also grown soybeans. The pods that have been formed are only about the same length as the thumb. This year, the pods are longer than the middle finger, and the beans are bigger than the rest of the seeds. Conservatively, this soybean acre is double what it used to be! ”

Though the remaining soybeans were not deliberately bred for tenant farmers, the rainfall was not much in the summer. Diligent tenant farmers feared that the yellow beans would lose their own production. At the same time, they feared that the East family would doubt their ability to plant them next year. They all waited vigorously for the crops, picked up water to weed and graze the worms, and did nothing. There is spiritual energy in the well water, and the natural yield of soybeans poured out is relatively high.

After four or five days of struggling in the ground, the soybeans returned to the warehouse. According to the scale, the best people's mu production reached 400 kg! The low yield of yellow beans is the main reason why households are reluctant to grow them. At the best of previous years, the production of mu was only one hundred and sixty-seven kilograms. But now, the production has more than doubled! The worst family, the mu production reached about 300 kg! Almost as good as wheat production!!

A tenant farmer who had asked his daughter to grow yellow beans without favor was at this time oral. Following the new East House, the spring and autumn harvests were huge, except for the first year of disaster. The tenant farmers felt it was the East family's luck, which led to the fortune of the estate. Follow Dongjia in the future, you can definitely eat and wear warm running Xiaokang...

Zhu Junyang bought the field, not too far from the rest of the family's estate. When he was ready for the autumn harvest, he switched the fields to be next to Yu's house, so Yu Xiaowei could take care of him, it would be much more convenient! Yes, Yangxian Wang had little knowledge of the fields. He asked the sent management to teach Yu's father and daughter anything, and did his own handshake cabinet.

After the corn was received, the Yangxian King ran to the capital to report the good news. The cultivation and sowing management of more than 800 acres of land was decided jointly by the manager and Yu Xiaograss. With surplus grass, he must be relieved, and his production will never be low! Zhu Junyang has such confidence.

If not, the average acreage of more than 800 acreage produces more than 300 kilograms, and no one will believe it! He asked the manager to keep a detailed record, organize himself into folds, and have people whip him to the capital.

Yang's old dog, didn't you say that the corn harvest had nothing to do with Yu Xiaograss? Hit you in the face with the data now! More than 300 pounds of yellow beans. Have you seen them? Dozens of acres of yellow beans have also been planted in the Imperial Village of Beijing. If the yield is comparable to the 800 acres bought by the master, the seal name of the King of Old County will give way!!