13 Qinglan Talks About the Call of the Golden Scale 3
On the bumpy road, two Mohist disciples carefully carried Duanmu Rong, while Ge Nie followed quietly. When he raised his eyes, he saw a series of peaks coming into view.
During the conversation, everyone learned that the head of the farm was not here at the moment. The person who called the shots here was a commander named Mangzhong. The reason why he did not come to welcome the guests was because he could not leave during the May Festival.
The crops are planted. During this period, the seeds of barley, wheat and other awn crops have matured, and it is very urgent to harvest. Summer crops such as late grain, millet, and millet are also the busiest season for sowing. Every household is harvesting and cultivating, plus the production of new crops.
All experiments require technical guidance from a knowledgeable person in Mang Zhong.
Halfway up the mountain, the houses in the dense jungle are hidden in front of everyone.
As far as the eye can see, the five-colored farmland, solitary cliffs, vast pine waves, and all the wildness impact the field of vision, making people sigh that the mountains and rivers are filled with spring colors, and the wind and clouds are in a magnificent picture.
A few large characters are hollowed out on a dim and flat mountain: Xiu Famine, Relieve Famine, Obedience to the People, Loyalty to the People. Because they have been exposed to the scorching sun, wind and rain all year round, the stone wall and the characters have cracked many marks, as if
The vicissitudes of life have changed, and the timeless texture is imprinted there.
"This is our peasant ideology," the young man pointed at the introduction and said, "When it comes to this, we have to contact the Shennong family."
Sledgehammer said roughly: "I know this."
The young man glanced at him and said, "Big man, tell me."
Sledgehammer cleared his throat and began to wash away the shame of not knowing Chu language. "The origin of the farmhouse is the legend of Shennong. Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and was the inventor of medicine..."
The young man interrupted him, "What you said is certainly true, but you missed a very important point. Shennong was not only the inventor of medicine, but also the inventor of agriculture!"
Sledgehammer shouted dryly: "Even a fool knows this, and you still need to remind me."
The young man turned away and said, "Ha! Then just say something that a fool doesn't know!"
Big Iron Hammer snorted angrily and continued to recite his common sense: "It is said that Shennong's father was the leader of the Shaodian tribe. When his mother Andeng was playing in Huayang, she suddenly sensed the energy of the dragon, and then found herself
She got pregnant and gave birth to Shen Nong by the Jiangshui River. Because of the energy of the dragon, Shen Nong was born with a human face and a dragon forehead. He could talk in three hours after being born, walk in five days, and grow all his teeth in seven days.
The game of farming began at the age of 18. People in ancient times lived by gathering, fishing and hunting. In this way, there would always be a shortage of prey and fruits, and people would have no choice but to starve and freeze. Fortunately, there was a
The earth-shattering Shen Nong created a variety of farming tools and taught people to cultivate crops according to the natural conditions of the land, such as dryness, moisture, fertility and barrenness. From then on, the history of agricultural production began. He himself also received the title of "Shen Nong".
"Honorable title." The young man complimented happily, "Assuming you know some common sense, well, that big wooden house is your destination. Sister Xue Nu, I sent you here, and it's time for me to leave."
"Won't you go in with us?"
"I don't dare, there is something inside...sister, please let me go!"
Seeing that he was trying to make things difficult, Xue Nu became curious. Such a wild young man also had something to be afraid of. Since he didn't dare to go over, she insisted on letting him go over, "Little brother, speaking of you...
Lord, we are guests. How can we have the nerve to rush in rashly? Since we are guests, then you can take me with you so that my sister can have the nerve to go in! Do you agree?"
"this……"
"If you don't go, then sister will go back and may never come to this place again!"
The young man wanted to refuse in one breath, but when he saw the coquettish look in the snow girl's smile, he knew that she meant to make things difficult, but in the face of her impeccable and stunning face and her unparalleled cry for help, his stubborn heart softened.
, he slapped his face several times, and then he bravely said: "Follow me!"
Seeing him leading the way, the snow girl pretended to be calm, but her slightly trembling steps could not hide her inner fear. She didn't know what monsters or scary people were there, which made him so uneasy.
For people who have gone through the bloody storms, looking at the pines in the dim dusk and flying through the chaotic clouds are still calm. But for such a village boy, the more anxious he becomes, the closer that magnificent house becomes.
He walked over, opened the door tremblingly and slightly, put his head in and looked around in panic, then turned to glance at the people behind him. The right corner of his mouth was slightly raised, but he showed a relaxed smile, "Hahaha! I'll just
You know, the farmer is busy, so the old boy is definitely not here! Come in, just treat yourself as if you are at home, you’re welcome!”
"Little brother, is this your residence?"
The young man responded casually: "With such grandeur, it is naturally my place to live!"
"Asshole, when did this become your residence?" Suddenly a young voice came up from the foot of the mountain. It was far away, but these words were very clear. Everyone was shocked. Unless they were very strong internally, they would not be able to cross the barrier.
It is impossible to achieve clear speech and long-distance sound transmission over such a long distance.
A look of doubt appeared on Gao Jianli's face, and he asked the young man: "Brother farmer, may I ask..." Gao Jianli stopped asking again. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't ask any more questions. He was restless and ready to move, or he was in a daze.
He was in a daze and had difficulty moving.
In a moment, the man at the foot of the mountain has been steadily coming up with a bunch of red crops. He first put down the grains, and then looked at the guests kindly, "My name is Mang Zhong, and I am the leader here. You have traveled a long distance, and I am afraid you are tired and the water is gone."
Let it boil early and the tea leaves are ready. Hurry up and have a rest inside."
Everyone couldn't help but stare blankly at the man in front of them. He was able to carry such a heavy thing up the mountain. He was not weak in energy and spirit, and his words were sonorous and loud. He was just a rough and burly man, but he was of moderate stature and looked very gentle.
Young people, when they think of this, everyone is filled with admiration.
Without anyone noticing, the young farmer disappeared.