Everyone stepped forward. The gravel road in the countryside was bumpy and bumpy, and there were some wet withered grass just after the snow. A few women were jumping around on the dry footing like butterflies in flowers. It was a pleasant sight to see Su Jin.
Su Jin suddenly thought of a very serious question. Why didn't these women have their feet bound? Although their feet were not big, they definitely didn't look like they had been bound. Su Jin had heard of such an allusion, as early as the Southern Tang Dynasty.
, there were women who bound their feet to look like a crescent moon, and danced on a golden lotus flower to please the emperor; and the Southern Tang Dynasty had only been destroyed for a few decades, so obviously the matter of bound feet should have already happened, why did Yan Biyun
Waiting for someone but not binding their feet?
The only explanation is probably that it has not become popular. Perhaps men today are not so perverted as to like to play with women's little feet wrapped like pig's trotters, and there is no such thing as Su Jin has heard of using women's small shoes that are like water chestnut shells.
I have a bad drinking habit.
Su Jin was a little regretful. Although he had seen it before, he had never seen it with his own eyes. If he could see it and touch it, he would not know how he would feel. This thought flashed in his mind, and Su Jin quickly cursed
I am a 'beast'; don't you hear that 'a pair of small feet brings a vat of tears'? Foot binding is an act that poisons women. How could I have such an idea? Could it be that I have traveled through time for a long time, and I have gradually become closer to the ancients and become perverted?
What?
While I was thinking wildly, I heard someone in front of me shout loudly: "Why is my boss here? Why don't you say hello? I'd better take some time to make the road smoother."
Yan Biyun smiled and said: "Uncle Xiang, this is just a temporary initiative, but this road needs to be repaired, otherwise the carriages and horses will not be able to get close, which will not be convenient."
Uncle Xiang was an old man in his fifties. He was wearing a short jacket on a cold day, with his sleeves rolled up, and his hands were covered in black mud. A woman stood behind him with a simple and honest smile. Uncle Xiang turned around and said, "Really?"
If you don’t pour tea and serve stools, you won’t know how to say hello when your boss comes.”
The woman hurriedly turned around to get tea and move the stool. Yan Biyun said hurriedly: "Sister-in-law Xiang, please don't be busy. Let's go in and have a look before leaving." Then she pointed at Su Jin and said: "Uncle Xiang, this is Mr. Su, this greenhouse for growing vegetables.
That was the idea he came up with."
Uncle Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and Su Jin returned the salute with clasped fists, but his eyes did not leave the house with the straw curtain.
Yan Biyun said: "Uncle Xiang, lead the way, let's go in and have a look."
Uncle Xiang agreed and opened the grass curtain, bowed and invited Yan Biyun and others to enter the house. As soon as everyone entered the house, a wave of hot air hit their faces, mixed with the aroma of earth and plants. Although the sun was shining outside, it was cold, while inside it was
It was as warm as spring. No wonder Uncle Xiang was only wearing a short coat with his sleeves rolled up.
Uncle Xiang rushed forward to lead the way, and then opened a straw curtain. Suddenly his eyes lit up. Behind the curtain was an endless stretch of green vegetable patches.
In this mid-winter season, it’s hard to see all the greenery, let alone vegetables and fruits that are not cold-tolerant. But seeing a vast expanse of green, with different varieties, but each tree is plump and lively, it makes people feel sad to see it.
happy.
Among the rows of vegetable beds, there were seven or eight peasant women weeding and catching insects along the furrows. They were very busy with their work.
Uncle Xiang introduced as he walked: "My boss, this large area is made of spinach, over there are lentils on the bamboo vines, and further on there are courgettes, spring leeks, radish patches, etc., there are twelve rooms of this kind.
Twelve dishes.”
Yan Biyun nodded and smiled: "I didn't expect it to actually happen. At the beginning, I just had the idea of trying it. Uncle Xiang, you are indispensable."
Uncle Xiang chuckled and said, "We were just putting in some effort. Originally I was mumbling about how we could grow vegetables in this cold weather, but then I saw them growing with my own eyes, and then I believed it; I have to say that this Su
Young Master is really capable to think of such an idea."
Su Jin was stunned. At first, he just said casually that he had never planted vegetables in a greenhouse, so how could he know how to plant them? He just told Yan Biyun based on the principles. He didn't expect that Yan Biyun actually made it. How could this make sense?
go?
Su Jin raised his head and looked up at the sky. The roof was not filled with large transparent skylights as he had imagined, but small skylights as big as fists, densely arranged in the air. It was through these small holes that the sunlight came through.
Projected down, forming a greenhouse effect.
Su Jin asked softly: "Why didn't you use the method I taught you?"
Yan Biyun rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's a really bad idea of yours." Su Jin smiled, remembering that when Yan Biyun asked about the skylight without a large piece of glass, he had indeed made up a bad idea, which was to cut it out of cow and sheep bladders.
, sewn together to form a plastic film for light transmission; but now it seems that Yan Biyun is useless at all.
"Although large pieces of glass are not imported, our folk kilns in the Song Dynasty can produce small pieces of colored glaze. Although they cannot be installed in large pieces as you said, the ones as big as a palm can only be made with a hole.
Even if there are many eyes, they can still transmit light, right?"
Yan Biyun tilted his head proudly and looked at Su Jin. Su Jin praised with a tall thumb and said: "It's true that he is a very smart owner. However, this big house of vegetables will probably be squeezed out during the Chinese New Year period in Fenglou."
Already.."
Yan Biyun smiled and said: "How much is this? It's not enough at all. He Fenglou uses two hundred kilograms of meat a day, and at least four to five hundred kilograms of vegetables and eggs. This order of food is not enough for half a month; the slave family just wants to see
Let’s see if this method is feasible. Now it seems that next year wherever He Feng Lou opens, it will be planted on a large scale. In the middle of winter, these vegetables are rare.”
Su Jin laughed and said, "This is a way to make money. I can finally help your Yan family make money."
Yan Biyun smiled and said: "Regret? I actually taught such a way to make money to the slave family."
Su Jin chuckled and said: "What's the difference between us? If you make money, I will make money..."
Yan Biyun winked, and Su Jin quickly stopped. Fortunately, Uncle Xiang was still leading the way, talking about the vegetable field, so he didn't hear it at all.
Everyone walked around in the vegetable field for a long time before going back. Uncle Xiang was very careful and picked some vegetables. He put them in a big bamboo basket and put them on the shaft of the cart for his boss and Mr. Su to take them back to taste. Su Jin
Accept it calmly. During this period, I eat some meat, tofu, dried vegetables and the like, and almost no vegetables. As a person in the 21st century, how can I not know the importance of vitamins.
Everyone returned the same way. Yan Biyun went back to Hefenglou first to arrange business, while Su Jin got off the bus and went to his shop to have a look. It was a day since he came back, so it would be inappropriate not to go and check out his own property.
When he arrived at the cloth store, he saw the clerks sweeping the shop and explaining to the customers that the business would be closed tomorrow and that if they wanted to buy something, they should come as early as possible. Su Jin did not disturb them and saw a man who was directing people to sweep the dust off the door panel.
Yang Xiaosi walked straight over.
Yang Xiaosi didn't see Su Jin coming. He put his hands on his waist and yelled at the five men and six men to wipe it clean and bright. Su Jin patted him on the shoulder, which shocked him.
"Master, why are you here? Why aren't you in the house?"
Su Jin smiled and said, "Why are you here in the house? Do you want to suffocate me to death?"
Yang Xiaosi said hurriedly: "No, the prefect went to your house to visit you, didn't you see him?"
Su Jin was stunned and said: "What is he here for?"
Yang Xiaosi said: "In the morning, as soon as we opened the door, we saw the magistrate's big sedan brought over. We stopped in front of the cloth shop and said a few words to the old shopkeeper, and then went straight to the house. Even now
No turning around, didn’t you see?”
Su Jin shook his head and said: "I went out to the south gate early in the morning. I didn't see him. If he couldn't wait for me, he would naturally return to the Yamen."
"Oh, then you'd better go back and take a look. I'll ask someone to set up the car for you."
Su Jin shook his head and said, "Don't worry about him. Come with me to Peach Blossom Lane first."
Yang Xiaosi opened his mouth. The big boss, with his style, dared to leave the magistrate alone and go see the young lady first. This is too awesome.
"Why are you so dazed? Hurry up and lead the way." Su Jin shouted.
Zhu Shiyong finally remembered that he wanted to see him. This old guy might be waiting for him to go see him first. I have even competed with Yushi Zhongcheng, will he still care about you, a little prefect? I'm waiting for you.
Su Jin thought happily as he got on the mule cart and headed towards Peach Blossom Lane.