Farming Food Tycoon

"Yo, the boy is back? Where are you going out so late?" Wen Li smiled on her face, greeted Yu Qingze warmly and secretly inquired.

The little brother behind him stuck his head out, saw Yu Qingze, and hid again.

Yu Qingze:...

"Uncle?" Yu Qingze nodded and yelled. He glanced at Chang Le and the others, and found that their complexions were not very good, so he said calmly, "Go for a walk and eliminate food."

"Oh, digestion is good." Wen Li waited for Yu Qingze to enter the hall, approached him, and asked, "Young man, where are you from? How old are you this year? Are you married? What relatives are there? How come to Niutou Village NS…"

The little brother beside him also secretly looked up at Yu Qingze.

Yu Qingze was dizzy by this series of problems, and quickly reached out to stop Wen Li, and said very sadly: "Uncle, I am 28 this year, and my home is in the north. I lost my luggage on the way here. Now I am penniless and still don’t know how to pick it up. How should I live the next day."

"Oh... this way." Hearing Yu Qingze saying that she is now penniless and that she is still that old, Wen Li suddenly lost interest, and the smile on her face faded a lot.

Then, he turned around and said to Grandpa Chang and Chang Le, "Father, Brother Le, you guys think about it again. You are very satisfied with Brother Le. After you pass this village, you won’t have this shop. Also, This is the present brought over there today."

Wen Li took out a small wooden box from her arms and put it on the table, opened it, and inside it was a silver bracelet wrapped in velvet.

"Look, how beautiful the pattern on this is, it suits our Le brother. Le brother, come, try it on." Then, Wen Li picked up the silver bracelet and took Chang Le's hand with one hand. Put it on his hand.

Chang Le quickly broke free, stepped back, and waved to Wenli.

"Oh, you kid, you are still shy, you always want to marry..."

Grandpa Chang glared at Wenli and said, "Why do you marry? Xiaole didn't say yes! You have to deal with these messy things, believe it or not, I will interrupt your legs!" With that, Grandpa Chang went. Look for a pole in the corner.

Chang Le and Chang Hao didn't move, but Yu Qingze quickly gave in.

"Hey, dad, what are you doing? I also do it for the good of Brother Le, he is so old, he can't help but marry... eh, don't fight, don't fight, I'm leaving and I'm leaving..."

Wen Li yelled and ran out. The little brother saw him and ran with him quickly. He also glanced back at Yu Qingze on the way.

"Wait!" Grandpa Chang shouted.

Wen Li thought that her father had changed her mind, and turned her head happily.

"Take things away!" Grandpa Chang pointed to the empty box on the table.

Wen Li quickly ran back to take the box away, and murmured as she left: "Father, don't be so stubborn..."

Wen Li wanted to say more, Grandpa Chang raised the pole in his hand, and he quickly ran away.

When Wen and Li left the courtyard, Chang Le stepped forward and took the pole from Grandpa Chang's hand and put it back in the corner.

Grandpa Chang sighed, turned his head to Yu Qingze and said, "Let you see the joke."

Yu Qingze shook his head, did not answer, and did not know how to answer. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and this is not something he can inquire about or intervene.

"By the way, did you ask the village head about the household registration? What did he say?" Grandpa Chang asked.

Yu Qingze shook his head and said: "It's not easy to do. It is said that if you buy an acre of land in the village, you can report it to you. However, an acre of land requires fifty taels, and you have to make money first."

Grandpa Chang sighed and comforted him: "Come slowly, there is always a way. If it doesn't work, go to a remote place, where the fields are not so expensive."

Yu Qingze nodded, turned around and handed the two wooden boards in his hand to Chang Le Changhao, which he asked the village chief to make with some scraps.

"What is this?" Chang Hao asked after taking the board. The wooden board in his hand was about one foot wide and two feet long, with small wooden slats nailed all around.

Yu Qingze replied: "For you to write."

Hearing that he was writing for them, Chang Le Changhao instantly diverted his attention, looked at the wooden board, a little suspicious, and couldn't erase the writing on it, and it was useless after writing. He also got four small wooden strips to frame what to do Oh.

How can Yu Qingze not know what they are thinking, he smiled and said: "It's not for you to write with a firewood head, but to fill it with sand or dirt, and then you can smooth it out and continue writing after you finish writing."

After that, Yu Qingze added, "It's best to use fine sand, which is convenient and clean."

The two brothers suddenly realized. Chang Hao happily said to Chang Le: "Brother, we will go back to the riverside to fill some sand at noon tomorrow!"

Not far in front of the village, there is a big river called Qinghe, which flows from west to east and leads to the sea. It is also an important river that divides the north and south of the Dasheng Dynasty.

With a smile on Chang Le's face, he nodded and agreed well.

Then, when he woke up early the next morning, Chang Hao saw that there was already a pile of sand in the yard, which was still wet, obviously just getting it back.

When he returned home at noon, the sand dried up. Chang Hao couldn't wait to take out two wooden plates, spread the sand on the wooden plates, and write the words he learned over the past two days with his fingers—Chang Hao, his name. .

"Brother Yu, look, I will write my name!" Chang Hao brought the wooden plate to Yu Qingze, who was picking vegetables, and asked, "Do you think I wrote it correctly?"

"Let me take a look." Yu Qingze took a look. The characters written by the young boy are still a bit scattered and the shape is not very good, but it is indeed correct, so he stretched out his thumb and praised him, "It is correct. great!"

In the past two days, in free time, the two brothers both wrote and painted on the ground, and Yu Qingze knew they had learned it.

Chang Hao happily raised his head and asked, "My brother will do too. Can you teach us new words that night? My brother's name?"

Yu Qingze: "Sure."

After dinner, Chang Hao happily ran towards Yu Qingze with a wooden board and firewood head. Yu Qingze picked up his pen, oh no, when he picked up the firewood head to write, he suddenly realized that ‘le’ is in traditional characters, unlike ‘chang’ and ‘hao’, the traditional and simplified characters are the same.

He can't do it anymore. After struggling for a second, he turned his head to look at Chang Hao's expectant little eyes, and asked: "Why don't we learn Grandpa's name first, and when I get back from work, I will teach your brother's name?"

Chang Hao thought for a moment. Grandpa's name also needs to be learned, so he said: "Okay. Then you can learn three words today!"

Grandpa Chang's name is "Chang Dashan", which combines simplified and traditional, very suitable for teaching.

Yu Qingze happily wrote the words'Dashan' and the sequence of strokes on the wooden board.

"Grandpa's name is so few strokes?" Chang Hao was surprised, ‘Dashan’, only six strokes together.

Yu Qingze smiled, "Yes, because these two characters are both pictograms, how do you sign when you usually sign something very big?"

"That's it." Chang Hao opened his arms and made a big move.

Yu Qingze said: "Look, if you straighten your arms and open your feet a little bit, does it resemble the word'big'?"

Chang Hao opened his feet a little, looked at his body, and looked at the word ‘big’ on the wooden board, he was shocked, "Same!"

Just then Dajian came to call Yu Qingze.

"Write well, I'm out." Yu Qingze smiled and touched the young boy's head and went out.

The village head has already invited the master scholar, and he was drinking tea in the main room at this time. The other people in the family, the village head, asked them to stay in the old house or the kitchen first.

This is the first time for Yu Qingze to see Yu Jiayao, a talented master.

Svenwen's appearance, thin body, and a fairer complexion than other villagers, but because of the recent busy farming, he can see the exhaustion on his face. Even so, his gentle and elegant temperament, which is unique to a scholar, is still It can be clearly felt at a glance.

The village head introduced the two of them.

Yu Qingze arched his hands politely: "I have seen Master Xiucai."

Yu Xiucai nodded lightly, and said nothing.

The three sat down.

At this time, Yu Xiucai put the tea at hand aside, then took out her four treasures of the study from the box beside her and placed them on the table one by one, rubbing the ink, and said: "The village chief, this little brother, you will agree with you. Tell me the specific content first, and explain it clearly one by one, and then I will write it down for you."

When the village chief went to invite people, he briefly talked about the matter with Yu Xiucai. Therefore, the chief of the village stated that Yu Qingze added that Yu Xiucai asked from time to time. In the end, it took about an hour to write the cooperation contract in duplicate.

The two have seen it without any problems, they signed their names, pressed their fingerprints, and reached a cooperation.

After finishing, Yu Qingze asked Yu Xiucai to write him a word of ‘le’ in embarrassment, and also asked him to write a poem commonly used here for enlightenment education.

Yu Xiucai looked at him curiously.

Yu Qingze explained that it was for Chang Le and Chang Hao to literate, but his level was limited and I hope he could agree.

Hearing this, Yu Xiucai thought of the figure outside the school who always probed his head, did not ask any more, and wrote a poem with his pen.

Yu Qingze picked it up and took a look. It was embarrassing, "Ying Goose".

It is really suitable for enlightenment education, no problem. I just don’t know if the person who wrote this poem in this different world is also named Luo Bin Wang?

With a contract and a ‘textbook’, Yu Qingze returned home confidently.

With these two things, it can be used for a period of time, not only for teaching Changle Changhao, but also for self-study!

When will I go to the county seat and then go to the bookstore to buy a book and go back to self-study! Traditional characters or something, for Chef Yu, who has a basic foundation, it is not easy to catch!

Imagination is always full, but reality is skinny.

You can recognize things like traditional Chinese characters when you look at them. If you don't write them a few times and remember them, your eyes will always recognize them, but your hands don't.

In short, Yu Qingze happily went home and taught the two brothers the name of Chang Le, and the three were very happy and satisfied.

After another two days, Yu Qingze's foot injury healed, and finally he didn't have to resort to the'third leg', which was very light.

In the past two days, the rice in the remaining two fields of Changle's family has also been cut, and only rice seedlings are left. However, Grandpa Chang fell ill.

At first, I lost my appetite and always had to drink water. Later, I started to feel dizzy, weak, and pale.

"Grandpa, why don't you eat it? This tamarind bean is really appetizing." At noon that day, Chang Hao saw that his grandpa only drank a small bowl of porridge and put down the tableware, he asked.

Yesterday at noon, Yu Qingze saw that the capers were ready to eat, so he fried a bowl and was warmly welcomed by them.

Although Yu Qingze's dishes are delicious, the ghostly weather in midsummer is sultry and sultry. They are continuously tired and their appetite has dropped a little. It happened that the capers were marinated. This appetizing dish lifted their appetite again.

But Grandpa Chang's appetite has not recovered since this morning.

Chang Le also put down the dishes and chopsticks anxiously, making gestures to ask Grandpa if he was uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's just that the weather is too hot and I don't have any appetite. It's bitter summer, haven't you had it in previous years? Don't worry." Grandpa Chang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

Yu Qingze felt that Grandpa Chang's appearance was not right, it looked like he was suffering from heatstroke, so he asked about his symptoms and got a positive answer. Yu Qingze immediately said to Chang Le: "Grandpa's situation is not right. It's like heat stroke. You have to ask the doctor to come and see."

Hearing this, Chang Le nodded, made a gesture, and asked Chang Hao to invite.

"Hey, don't worry about it, I'm fine, don't ask the doctor, Xiaohao, you come back..."

Chang Hao ran fast in short legs and disappeared outside the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Yu Qingze asked Chang Le to spread the summer mat and let Grandpa Chang lie down on the ground. Then he went to the kitchen and took a basin of cold water back, and asked Chang Le to wipe off the sweat with a damp cloth to cool Grandpa Chang.

Then, he returned to the kitchen and adjusted a cup of light salt water for Grandpa Chang to drink.

Grandpa Chang watched the two busy and still comforted them that he was okay.

When the doctor came and checked his pulse, he said, "I have heatstroke. Your treatment is very good. I will prescribe medication for him and take more rest. Uncle is old, and it’s so hot outside. You can’t go anymore. It's drying out in the fields."

Chang Le nodded hurriedly, but he didn't dare to let his grandpa go out again.

The doctor prescribed a prescription, and then asked: "Is there any mung beans at home? If so, take honeysuckle decoction with Uncle to reduce the heat."

Chang Le shook his head, and then said that he would go out to buy immediately.

The doctor left, Chang Hao followed to get the medicine, and Chang Le immediately set out to buy mung beans in the city. Yu Qingze and Chang Hao gave Grandpa Chang decoction at home and looked at the patient.

Until the evening, Grandpa Chang was better, and people looked more energetic.

In the evening, when Grandpa Chang fell asleep, Chang Le expressed his gratitude to Yu Qingze very seriously. Had it not been for Yu Qingze to discover that his grandfather was wrong in time, he wouldn't know that his grandfather had been holding on for so long by himself.

For the next two days, Chang Le only asked Grandpa Chang to go to the fields in the morning and evening when the sun was not so hot. As soon as the sun was high, he hurried grandpa home.

Grandpa Chang is both angry and funny, and reluctant to scold his dear grandson, so he had no choice but to go home.

Fortunately, there were only two rice-planting jobs left. With the help of Yu Qingze, the planting was successfully completed in two days.

"Finally finished! I'm exhausted!" Chang Hao's young boy yelled up to the sky, calling out all the hard feelings accumulated during this period.

At this time, it was dark.

Yu Qingze and Chang Le couldn't help but laugh when they saw him like that.

It is indeed tired. Yu Qingze believes that he is physically strong, but under this intensity of work, he also feels physically exhausted. He also rested because of a foot injury, but Chang Le and the others have been busy, and it is no wonder that Chang Hao made such a howling.

The next day, everyone slept well, letting the tired body during this period of time completely relax and recover. Even Changle, who had always been up early, was half an hour later than usual.

After breakfast, Yu Qingze said to Chang Le, "Brother Le, I want to visit the city tomorrow. Can you take me there?"

Chang Le nodded, indicating that he would also go to the city to sell vegetables tomorrow.

Yu Qingze happily said, "That's great." You have to take a good look at this county and check out what kind of business it is.

"I want to go too." The young Chang Hao beside him yelled, and then asked his brother: "Brother, are you going to go fishing this afternoon?"

Chang Le nodded. Every time he went to sell vegetables, he would go to the river to catch some fish and sell them together.

Fishing? Yu Qingze raised his eyebrows, which seemed very interesting.

The author has something to say: Explain it. Regarding the fact that a little fairy feels that the price of fifty taels of silver per acre of fertile land is high, this is related to the background of the article.

Reasons: 1. Although the Wenli Dasheng Dynasty has only been 15 years since the founding of the country after war, most of the wars took place in the north, and the impact on the south was less. Grandpa Chang said earlier when he said that they moved. Moreover, when the war broke out, their county magistrate at that time was very clever to stop all the river ships going north, which also reduced the impact of Tongshan City during the war. _(:з」∠)_I'm spoiled, I'll go...

2. There is a river in the middle of the north and south called Qinghe, which is the river near Niutou Village. Their county town, Tongshan City, is located in a very advantageous geographical location and is relatively prosperous. We will talk about it in the next chapter. Niutou Village has mountains and water, convenient irrigation, and relatively fertile fields. Moreover, it is only twelve or three miles away from the county seat. The fields are a bit more expensive, and the more remote fields are certainly not that expensive.

Third, there is another factor, which is the government issue. This is hard to say too much, because there is a plot behind it.

Then, someone may have said again, since their fields are so expensive, why I said in the article that Changle's consistent monetary reward can cover most of their expenses for half a year. This is because their food and vegetables are all grown by themselves, and there is no need to spend extra money. They still rely on the river to support the mountain. If they want to eat meat, they can go to the river to fish or go into the mountains to catch some pheasants, birds, and so on. The housing cost is not much. The average farmer may spend some money on cloth to make clothes during the Chinese New Year. And they are more frugal. Of course, apart from the money for medical treatment, this is extra.

Probably that's it, just explain this time, if someone asks this question again, I won't answer it...

Since writing the article, of course I have checked a lot of information, but if there are logic problems and historical problems will conflict with the plot, I will give priority to the plot. About this, if there are little fairies that cannot be accepted, then we can only see you next. Or, cherish each other? (Laughing and crying)

Thanks to the little fairy who raised the question. I will accept reasonable suggestions. If there is a conflict with my setting or the subsequent plot, if it cannot be reconciled, then I will stick to my own ideas...