Yan Zhitui grunted and got on the oxcart while holding the corn. The old servant yelled at the oxcart, but when it didn't move, he found that the wheel was stuck in the soft mud and couldn't get out. The nurse grinned with a big mouth, and the old servant
He started to curse at the nursing home: "You are a shameless person. When you saw the car stuck in the mud, you didn't know how to come to help. I'll beat you to death, you uneducated bastard."
After saying that, he was going to whip the whip. The nurse had no choice but to run behind the carriage and use all his strength to push the carriage out. He quickly smuggled these two old thieves away who were more powerful than thieves. He just thought that his wages would be withheld.
The punishment made me feel very sad.
The oxcart returned to the official road, but Yan Zhitui was speechless. The yield of this new grain would not be less than five dan. If it could be ground into flour and eaten in the same way as wheat, it is very likely that the grain would be
It turned into six grains. The name of the five grains has been used for more than three thousand years. In the Tang Dynasty, it was transformed into six grains. What is this? It is a great merit.
A gentleman establishes his body, establishes his words, performs meritorious service, and establishes virtues, so as to reach the great road to heaven. Yun Ye educates the villagers and takes good care of his own body. This is establishing his body. Huang Huang's "The Elementary Level of Arithmetic" has 430,000 words, each word is pearl-like. This is establishing his words.
Hebei's desperate efforts in disaster relief were praised by all the people, and his selfless sacrifice of potatoes and corn made the world no longer have to worry about famine, which is a great merit. Could it be said that this kid went hand in hand and prepared to become a saint on the spot?
It's just that he just kidnapped someone's daughter and became his apprentice, and even broke his brother's legs. This is not what a gentleman did. His apprentice also treated his brother's family ties like a rotten dog in order to learn some skills. From this we can see
Due to Izumo Ye's lack of education, the Helan family was almost killed on the spot just because they wanted to get back their already-employed wife. If Wei's expropriation plan had not been delayed, perhaps the Helan family would have been full of mourners at this time.
Retribution will surely come, swift as fire, and a typical teenage temper. Yun Ye is extremely talented and successful at a young age. It would be too weird if he didn't have a little bit of the irritability of a young man.
Yan Zhitui couldn't figure it out. He knew Yun Ye from the two extremes in one day. Which one is his true face? He needs to take the exam in person. The weather is sultry and the old man's body can no longer bear it. He leans on the oxcart.
Bi returned to the Yan family in the suburbs of Chang'an while half asleep.
Yan Shigu was very worried about his grandfather's health. He took an old servant and drove an ox cart out on a hot day and didn't allow anyone else to follow him. Now that the sun has turned westward and he hasn't come back yet, it's really worrying.
, I couldn't help but feel anxious. If my ancestors lived one more day, the Yan family would be more blessed, and they didn't dare to make any mistakes.
The servant who had gone out to look for him hadn't come back yet. A bullock cart slowly drove in from the entrance of the archway. The person sitting on the shaft of the cart was Uncle Yan. He rushed over in a few steps and was about to say something when he saw Uncle Yan waving his hand to him.
, said softly: "The old man is asleep, don't disturb me, I'm exhausted from my trip today."
Yan Shigu didn't waste any time. He asked the concierge to remove the door sill and let the ox cart drive to the north house where his grandfather lived. The ox cart stopped and he heard Yan Zhitui speak: "Are you home? I'm a thief today.
I’m exhausted from doing it, and it looks like I’ll be able to live better in a few days. Yan Shou, go and call all those useless people over, I have something to say.”
Two tall and round servants walked out of the door, carrying a small step. Yan Shigu helped the ancestor sit down and whispered: "Old ancestor, if you feel bored and want to go out to see the scenery, please tell me, grandson
Wouldn't it be nice to stay with you? Chang'an has changed a lot in these years, so my grandson can explain it to you."
Yan Zhidui closed his eyes and ignored his grandson. He was just busy instructing the maids who gathered around him to take out his today's harvest from the carriage, patted him, and was carried into the hall.
The maids were busy changing clothes, washing hands, and cleaning the face of the ancestor. After all the busy work, the Yan family, old and young, were already standing in the hall, waiting for the ancestor's instructions.
There were many people, including gray-haired old men and young children. Yan Shigu also stood behind his father without saying a word. He could tell that his grandfather's trip today was not pleasant.
Yan Zhitui, who was sitting on the soft couch, did not let his very old children and nephews sit down as usual. When he opened his mouth, he did not say any complaints, but first expressed his gratitude: "I went out today and was entertained by the magistrate of Lantian County. I had a drink."
I have a nice bowl of tea, and I also received three potatoes as a gift from him. Shigu, I will go to his house in person tomorrow to express my gratitude. Don’t be arrogant. Go with a gift and thank him properly on my behalf.”
Yan Shigu quickly responded, although the other party was just a small county magistrate, it was not shameful to thank him on behalf of his elders.
"Have the Yan family fallen into decline? All the nobles in Chang'an have been given potatoes by His Majesty, why is it that only my Yan family has not? Is it that the moral character of my Yan family has been corrupted, or that you have not worked hard for it?"
The eldest son of the Yan family, Yan Zishan, said quickly: "Father, our family has also received a gift, but the child thinks this is nonsense. An acre of land can produce twenty or thirty tons of grain. This is nothing more than Yun Ye's grandstanding and blinding.
It was just a boring auspicious sign, just like the Qilin that appeared in the Sui Dynasty. Gold foil was pasted on the pig and it was called Qilin. It was just a method used by the court to calm people's hearts. The potato looked extremely ugly.
The boy ordered people to feed the pigs."
After hearing Yan Zishan's words, Yan Zhitui couldn't help but cough. He finally managed to catch his breath and said to Yan Zishan, "Zishan, come here."
Yan Zishan came to his father with a smile and lowered his body to listen to what his father had to teach him. However, he saw his father tremblingly raised his palm and slapped him on the face.
Seeing the furious look on his father's face, he didn't dare to ask why, so he knelt down quickly and repeatedly said that he knew he was wrong and asked his father to punish him, so as not to get angry.
Seeing their father being slapped by their grandfather, this was something that had not happened for almost sixty years. The descendants of the Yan family behind him all knelt down and asked the ancestors to take care of themselves and not get angry.
"Zishan, the last time you were beaten was probably when you went to a brothel when you were fifteen, right?" Yan Zhitui said to his seventy-year-old son with a look of reminiscence.
Yan Zishan blushed slightly, lowered his head and said: "At that time, the child was still young and did not grow up, and his father punished him. However, he did not expect that almost sixty years later, he would learn from his father's teachings again. Looking at the world of the Tang Dynasty, who
How many people can be blessed by being punished by their father at the age of seventy-four? I only hope that this kind of blessing can continue forever."
Yan Zhitui ignored his son's reassuring gesture. He picked up a huge potato from the low table and said to Yan Zishan: "The Yan family respects their ancestors but does not believe in ghosts and gods. Since the time of our ancestor Yan Hui, we have
Strive for excellence in learning, learn about farming from old farmers, ask fishermen about the nature of water, and ask beggars for the truth. Never dare to be complacent. We don’t believe in ghosts and gods, but we believe in facts. Zishan, why did you lose the courage to find out the facts?
?
Who told you that potatoes can't produce twenty or thirty tons? Have you ever grown this thing? Why don't you believe Yun Ye's words? You just relied on conjecture to make a decision, treating the world's most precious treasure as waste and feeding it to pigs. What a blind person.
Yan Zishan."
Yan Zishan was shocked. He raised his head to look at his father, only to see that his father had closed his eyes and had a gray and defeated look on his face. The age spots on his head and face seemed to be more eye-catching.
I had no choice but to look at Yan Shou who was going out with his father. The old servant Yan Shou was the only servant in the house. When he saw the eldest young master looking at him, he replied: "The eldest young master is thinking wrong. The yield of these potatoes is really two per mu."
Thirty kilograms. Today, the old slave accompanied the old man to the field where potatoes were planted, and happened to catch up with the Lantian County magistrate harvesting potatoes. They did it very carefully, and the measured output from one acre of land was indeed more than three thousand kilograms.
, in order to determine the average output, they measured another acre of land. The old man estimated that the output was not far apart. These were seen by the old man and the old slave with their own eyes, so they cannot be wrong. "
After Yan Shou finished speaking, Yan Zishan was stunned. This had a great impact on him. He kept refuting the rumors that one acre of land could produce twenty or thirty dan in front of and behind others. The reason why those who planted it remained silent.
, just waiting to see his own big joke. It’s ridiculous that he thought they were speechless after being refuted by his remarks. He was waiting to see how Yun Ye would end. It turned out that Yun Ye was also waiting for him to lose face.
"I became a thief today. I went to the Yun family's crop field to steal crops. I was lucky enough to succeed. Hey, this thing is called corn. It is also a new crop. It tastes sweet. It is said that it is no different from wheat. But the yield is
There is one sky and one underground. I calculated that one acre of land can produce at least five or six dan. This thing is different from potatoes. It is real food. If the Yan family feeds the potatoes, then they will feed the pigs. My family
I won’t compete with the pigs for food, but I stole the corn. Since I stole it back, it belongs to my family. I asked, and the corn will mature in another month. When it matures, I will go to the Yun family to steal it again.
Let some mature ones come back and plant more next year. I will try to live one more year and watch corn take root and sprout in the Yan family, otherwise I won't be able to close my eyes."
"Father, it was the child who made the big mistake because he thought he was right. Leave it to the child to come to your door to ask for corn seeds. No matter how difficult it is, the child will get it back."
Yan Zhitui touched his son's face and said with a smile: "My Yan family has never lowered its head. Your face is still valuable and cannot be damaged easily. In the Yun family, an elder scolded a teenage boy.
I think highly of him, but our family won't admit it when he is wrong. Your father and I have long gone beyond the realm of doing whatever we want. I steal his corn, and his nursing home is not allowed to help me push the cart.
I discovered a wonderful thing."
Yan Zhitui's old face was full of child-like cunning, and Yan Zishan screamed in his heart that something was wrong. As long as his father showed such a smile, he would definitely say something shocking.
After fully enjoying the curious eyes of the younger generation, Yan Zhitui laughed and said: "I discovered that being a thief is addictive. I succeeded this time and made me feel refreshed. How can I only have this pleasant experience once?"
It’s only right that you need to visit your home more times hahahaha...” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)