Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 549 Spring is full of joy

  Chen Chuan was silent, to be honest, he thought a little, there are iron ore here, occupying it means that they can always replenish their armaments.

  Chen Wu snorted coldly: "Do you dare to take it? How long can you hold it after taking it?"

   "Is it one month or two months?" He said: "Zhao Hanzhang's food and grass are delivered once a month, and the time may be compressed later. Can the seeds sown in the ground be harvested?"

   "Without food, everything is in vain. Even if there is food, we only have 5,000 soldiers from Luoyang to Gucheng. How many soldiers and horses does she have?" Chen Wu said, "Do you think we can defend Gucheng?"

"There are many sober people like me in this world, but there are not many people like her who have a big heart and trust. It is because of her trust that I can't do things like treachery." He sighed faintly. : "That's her genius."

  Chen Wu will not betray Zhao Hanzhang, at least not this year.

  There have been some changes outside the city of Luoyang, and it is no longer a barren and dead place.

  In the field next to the official road, someone was whipping the ox to plough the field. The previously overgrown field became mainly yellow-brown, and the soil below was turned up to bury the grass.

There are also many people on the **** next to   , waving hoes to work, and there are still many people, almost every field has people.

   Zhao Hanzhang restrained the horse and let Zeng Yue lead the people first, while she and Fu Tinghan dismounted and walked towards the ground.

  Ting He and Fu An quickly dismounted and followed.

  The old man Chen spread the beans along the soil ridge, his little grandson walked behind him barefoot, swept the soil down with his feet and buried it, one deep and one shallow.

Old Man Chen saw it, and while scolding him, he dragged the man to him, hung the basket with the beans on him, and said, "Let you spread the bean seeds, and you will put it in your mouth and let you cover the soil, No, this is the ration for this year, so I won't eat it if I grow it badly."

  The old man Chen lightly patted the back of his hand several times and admonished him: "Don't steal the bean seeds, just follow what I taught you, and scatter the bean seeds, you know, not too much, not too little."

   The little grandson replied obediently, grabbed a handful of beans, and carefully sprinkled them into the ditch.

   Old man Chen looked at the density and was reluctantly satisfied, so he followed behind him to cover the soil, looking up at him from time to time to make sure he didn't steal it before he was relieved.

   Zhao Hanzhang went down to the ground and saw the uncovered soybeans, so he picked one up and looked at it. The grains were full and it looked pretty good.

   She smiled, dropped the bean, and buried it in the soil.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at the old man Chen and his grandson, who had his back to them, and walked to the edge of the field to watch people ploughing the fields.

  The soil in the fields is somewhat moist, but there is no water. Luoyang has been dry for the past two years. Except for the riverside where water can be stored for paddy fields, the fields in other places are mostly dry.

  The old man Jin, who was driving the cattle around in circles, also saw Zhao Hanzhang and the others. They also saw the army passing by just now.

   He glanced at the horses not far behind them and the dozen or so soldiers standing on them, and asked loudly, "Are you two officials?"

   Although there were two people, one was a woman and the other was a man, three or four of the officials in Luoyang City who were responsible for their placement during this period were girls.

   They also already knew that the new prefect of Yuzhou and the Duke of Runan was a girl, the famous Zhao Hanzhang before.

   Maybe because she is a girl, and there are many girls under her who are officials.

   In this chaotic world where leaders change one after another, the people accept it well.

   Even if someone tells them tomorrow that a pig has become emperor, they are not surprised and will accept it very quickly.

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't deny it, he smiled and nodded, and asked, "Old man, what do you want to grow on this land?"

   "millet."

   "The millet is good, don't you plant wheat?"

   "The wheat has been planted," Old Man Jin raised his hand and pointed to a large field in the distance: "Here, the one that was planted."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How many people are in my husband's family, how many acres of land will be planted this year?"

   "There are four in my family, only my wife and I have two grandchildren," he said, "five acres of wheat, five acres of millet, and five acres of beans."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "How many acres of land are allocated in the family?"

   "Forty acres." The old man Jin said, "My wife and I are twenty acres each."

   But in fact, they can't finish planting, one is that the labor is not enough, and the other is that the time does not allow.

   The planting was not finished yet, Zhao Hanzhang didn't regret it, he smiled and said, "That's fine. Whether it's millet or wheat, you can eat fat. When the autumn harvest is over, you can replant and let the land recuperate."

As soon as the old man heard this, he knew she knew how to farm, and immediately became happy, "Exactly, Li Zheng told us that, and asked us to plant beans in the fields, saying that beans feed the land, but we are so busy, how can we If you raise the land to grow beans, you will only plant a few acres.”

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded in agreement.

   Fu Tinghan curiously pointed to the **** above and asked, "Since there are fields to grow beans, why did he plant soybeans on the slope?"

"That's old man Chen. He is stubborn. He insists that there is a lot of rain in Luoyang after summer this year, and it is not good to plant soybeans in the fields, so they have to be planted in dry land. The land doesn't look like it is on Banpo, but the soil is loose. Brown, beans are excellent."

   Zhao Hanzhang thought thoughtfully, "Is there much rain in Luoyang this year?"

"Who knows, he talks a lot, but I don't think much. From last year to now, it hasn't rained a lot in Luoyang." The old man Jin unloaded the plow and let the cows eat grass and rest aside, leaning on the ridge to talk to them , "There were two drizzles some time ago, otherwise I wouldn't even want to plant wheat, so it's more drought-tolerant to plant millet and beans."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded with a smile, and encouraged him: "Old man works hard, and looking at this situation, this year should be a bumper harvest."

"Hopefully, but this year has been a little better," he laughed. "The imperial court gave alms food, and the soldiers helped to compost the fat. General Zhao was kind, and the new county magistrate was in charge, so there was more hope for life. "

Then he remembered and asked, "I've never met the two of you in Luoyang, um..." He looked at Fu Tinghan and said, "This man looks familiar, but I haven't seen the girl before. What kind of officials are you here in Luoyang? ?"

   Before Zhao Hanzhang could answer, a young man came running not far away and shouted loudly, "Old man Jin, the time has come, it's the cow's turn."

  Once the old man Jin heard the sound, he subconsciously ran towards the cow, grabbed the rope and said, "That's enough, it's all my family today."

   "It's sunset now."

   "It's your turn until tomorrow morning. You come to my house tomorrow morning to get it, and I have to let the cows graze."

   "That won't work, I'll do it myself, I don't need you." The two of you went back and forth to grab the rope.

  The rope is quite long, and the cow is grazing with its head down undisturbed, ignoring the two humans who are fighting for it.

  The young man couldn't exert much force and couldn't make a noise with the old man, so he looked at Zhao Hanzhang and the others angrily.

Zhao Hanzhang was watching with relish, and when he saw him, he patted his **** and wanted to leave, but the young man widened his eyes, ran over and thumped and knelt on the ground, "General, eldest son, you are here to judge me. ?"

   (end of this chapter)