I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 148 The Radish Hanging
Yang Xi put his son down, "Well, mother, Zilu let you go, I have something to do with Xixuan."

"Go."

When Yang Xi found Yang San, Yang San was reading the military book. The military book was bought with the help of Zhong Jin.

The imperial court did not allow the publication of books such as military books, and only handwritten copies were available to the public.

It's just that there are various military books in the folk, and it is difficult to find them. It took Zhong Jin a lot of effort to find two.

The family of military generals has organized military books, but unfortunately the experience accumulated by the military generals from generation to generation is never passed on.

The imperial court also organized military books and ancient military books, which were not allowed to be published, but were all kept in collections, and only a few people could see them.

Yang San wanted to buy ancient books about military books, let alone thinking about them. Ancient books were in the hands of the noble family, and every book was a treasure. Even if the family background failed, the noble family would not sell books.

Yang San, "Sister, why are you standing at the door not coming in?"

Yang Xi returned to his senses, "How did you read the book of war?"

Yang San put down the military book in his hand, got up and poured water for his sister, "There is too little practical content in the folk manuscripts, and there is no reality that my brother-in-law said."

Yang Xi took the cup and talked about the Xu family's children.

Yang San immediately called Li Zheng, took out the money and handed it to Li Zheng, "Buy a few children and put them all in the county house."

Li Zheng took the money, "Yes."

Yang San rubbed his hands together, "Sister, the Xu family will also stay behind."

Yang Xi is speechless, this is the sweetness he has tasted from Zhou Bing, "Don't report too much hope."

Yang San sat down, "The Xu family is too honest."

Yang Xi, "Isn't an honest businessman bad?"

Yang San smiled, "Okay, of course."

He naturally hopes that all businessmen will be as honest as the Xu family.

When Li Zheng came back in the afternoon, several children of the Xu family bought it.

At dinner, Zhou Yu asked, "When are you going to have a look?"

Yang San is not in a hurry, "Let them train in the county."

Zhong Yan's hand holding the food stopped, and out of the corner of his eye he looked at Yang San, who was smiling. He didn't want to admit it. Yang San's growth was too fast, and his tactics and temperament were changing rapidly.

Zhong Yan's eyes fell on Zhou Yu and his wife, and they taught Yang San very well.

The Zhou family is used to talking about things at the dinner table, and the children have been separated out to eat alone.

Ye and Miao didn't want to hear it, they ate with the children.

However, Xiaomei Zhou stayed and did not express her opinion, but kept her ears on.

After the meal, Zhou Yu took Yang San away, and Zhong Yan no longer followed. Since giving Yang San a lecture alone, Zhou Bing and Zhong Xu have no chance to attend.

Yang Xi took Zilu, and she returned to the East Court to teach Ziheng.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the autumn harvest season. The Zhou family's peanuts did not squeeze out much oil. The corn and other products that Yang Xi and his wife had been paying attention to finally got news.

Yang's three-year-old merchant brought back corn seeds.

Yang Xi and his wife watched the corn seeds silently. The corn kernels were not big, and they didn't look like modern corn at all. The yield per mu was incomparable with the improved varieties that have been optimized year by year in modern times. However, it was a good yield in ancient times.

The court did not promote it carefully, the information in ancient times was not circulated, and the people planted very little, and even in the south, which was used to eating rice, even less.

The seeds brought by the merchants can plant two acres of land, which is not bad.

Yang San had never eaten corn, so he pinched the corn kernels, "How do you eat this?"

Zhou Yu, "There are many ways to eat, and corn stalks are also a good feed."

The feed for horses is too expensive, and replacing it with corn stalks can save a lot of money.

Yang San caught the point at once, "Can horses eat?"

This is Yang Xi's knowledge blind spot, she looked at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu smiled, "It can be eaten, but it's best to feed it to horses after processing, and other livestock can also eat it."

Yang San smiled, "Does brother-in-law know how to deal with it?"

Zhou Yu stood up, "It's getting late, it's time for Zilu to take a nap."

Yang San, "."

I'm so angry, my brother-in-law knows too many things, but he doesn't tell him, which makes him scratch his heart.

Yang San looked at his elder sister, only to see her back, "!!"

Like my brother-in-law, my sister kept hanging him with radishes, only to show him but not to eat!

The couple went back to the East Courtyard and coaxed Zilu, who was going to take a nap, Yang Xi was curious, "Do you still understand feed?"

Zhou Yu never mentioned it to her!

Zhou Yu snorted, "My modern uncle produces feed, and my uncle also has his own farm. There are more than a dozen horses in the factory. Privately, everything I ask will tell me."

Yang Xi seldom heard Zhou Yu mention the modern family, she could hear the nostalgia in her tone, and Zhou Yu still missed them in her heart.

Yang Xi held Zhou Yu's hand, Zhou Yu smiled, "I'm fine."

Yang Xi asked, "Do you think we will go back?"

Zhou Yu said in silence, "Who knows."

Yang Xi suddenly said: "We are Xixuan's all-around plug-in."

Zhou Yu chuckled, "Well, he can avoid many detours."

Yang Xi knows that troubled times are unstoppable. If Yang San can really succeed, I hope Yang San can end troubled times as soon as possible.

Zhou Yu reached out and covered her daughter-in-law's eyes, "Sleep."

Yang Xi suppressed his excitement, "Well."

In a blink of an eye, the autumn harvest in Shanghe Village ended, and the temperature did not change much. The autumn rains increased, not only in Ruizhou, but also in several nearby states.

The roads were muddy, and students came to the school with their shoes and tied their trousers to their calves to prevent them from getting dirty.

Girls can't be as convenient as boys. Not only do the shoes get dirty every time, but the skirt also has muddy water around it, which makes it very uncomfortable to wrap around the ankles.

Every time I have to wait for the skirt to dry, I rub the mud with my hands.

Wu Fangqing pouted, "When will the rain stop?"

Yang Xi was also worried, "I don't know."

The autumn rain in the south is not big, but it doesn't want to stop at once. The moisture is very serious. When you change your clothes at night, it will be very damp when you pick it up the next day, as if it hasn't dried after washing.

The Zhou family had firewood sent by the Wu family, and when there was too much hoarding, it would run out. The family had a large population, and most of the houses had to burn the kang to get rid of the dampness, which resulted in not much firewood.

Wu Fangqing, "Sir, Hu Jiao bought a thatched cottage in the village."

Yang Xi had known for a long time that her mother-in-law and aunt went to Lizheng's house from time to time, and they had a good chat with Lizheng's wife. If they didn't come back for dinner, they must be at Lizheng's house.

Wu Qianyi, "My sister and I went to see Hu Jiao. Her feet don't hurt now, but they are itchy."

Yang Xi, "It's a good thing, her bones are growing."

Wu Fangqing's eyes were sparkling, "Sir, Hu Jiao itch still insists on embroidering. Her hands are so powerful, and the embroidered bamboo is particularly beautiful."

Yang Xi smiled, "She's amazing."

The little girl admired Hu Jiao, and when she went to see Hu Jiao, she thought of teaching embroidery. She asked Hu Jiao, and the little girl taught Hu Jiao to embroider. The little girl said that Hu Jiao had a very good talent.

There was movement in the yard, Yang Xi looked at the yard, and Yang San, who had gone out, came back and walked to the door, "Is this trip going well?"

　two chapters later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)