At this time, the autumn is clear and cool, and it is a good time to visit the scenery and travel!

Thirteen scholars wearing silhouettes and long swords on their waists and hips left Bianliang City. These thirteen people were not tourists who went to visit the scenic spots, but were students from the academy who went outside the city to understand the people's conditions under the order of Zhang Junping.

"Brother Zhou, how do we experience people's livelihood?"

"Let's go forward! Since the mountain captain is asking us to experience farming, we naturally have to find the village where the farmers live!" The reply was a six-foot-tall young man with a tall figure, a tiger-backed and a dark-faced face. This young man was named Zhou Min.

The dark face is actually not black compared to other students. It is actually not black. It is a healthy wheat color, not a black color like Bao Gong.

The nearest farmland is five or six miles away from Bianliang City. If it were before, it would have been almost dark just by walking.

Fortunately, during this period, I ran, practiced aerobics every day, and also had a good meal at the academy. These thirteen people also developed a good body, and at least they walked much faster than before.

It only takes two cups of tea for five or six miles.

In ancient times, a cup of tea was about ten minutes to fifteen minutes, and two cups of tea were twenty minutes to half an hour.

When I came to a farm in the west of the city, there were several people driving oxen to plow the field.

Zhou Min and his classmates stood up and looked at the old farmers' farmland.

Thirteen scholars stood on the ground and looked at the old farmland, which was naturally very eye-catching and soon attracted the attention of farmers on the farmland.

Out of respect for knowledge, the old farmer handed over the ox to his son and welcomed him.

"Is there something wrong with the scholars here?"

"You are polite!" Zhou Min bowed to the old man before asking: "We are students of Wanxiang Academy. Today, the mountain leader asked us a question, asking us when we will farm and when we will harvest!

The student replied that spring planting and harvesting in autumn, and said that a poet in the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem, planting a grain of millet in spring, and harvesting tens of thousands of particles in autumn!

I was criticized by the mountain manager and said that this was absurd saying, and let me wait to come to the farm to experience farming!"

Zhou Min did not hide it, but told the truth about the purpose of his thirteen people.

"What this scholar said about spring planting and autumn harvesting is not wrong!

The old man was originally from the north, so where did he get the spring planting and autumn harvest that the scholar said!

But our Kaifeng Prefecture is ripe twice a year. We are now arable land to grow wheat. We plant wheat at this time and will be harvested in May and June next year!

Then plant corn or millet and wait until autumn harvest!" The old man saw that Zhou Min was a scholar and spoke politely, he replied patiently.

"Thank you, my father-in-law, for answering the questions! The same is true for the mountain chief!

The students still have questions. Planting a grain of millet in spring and harvesting tens of thousands of particles in autumn is absurd by the mountain leader? I don’t know where it is absurd?"

"Although the old man has never counted it, a millet seedling will definitely not produce as many as ten thousand particles! If a millet seedling can really produce ten thousand particles, then I will not have to go hungry!" The old farmer showed a yearning look on his face, and that expression was just to say, it would be great if he could really produce ten thousand particles.

"Thank you, my father-in-law, for answering the questions! The student also had a reluctant request. The mountain leader asked me to wait for farming, that is, to experience farming. Of course, I have to work hard in person. I wonder if my father-in-law asked me to wait for farming?"

"I dare not do this. You are both scholars and you will be admitted to the Jinshi in the future. How can you do farm work?" The old farmer waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this.

"It's okay, father-in-law, we are not those rich children who come to wear clothes. Our families are all ordinary people in the city!" Zhou Min said, rolling up her sleeves and walking into the field.

But he was not careful and tripped by the soil in the field and almost lay on the ground. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts with Zhang Junping during this period. He was quite agile. He was eager to support the ground with his palm, and a kite turned over and stood firmly.

"Okay, good skills! Brother Xiucai is really good skills!" The old farmer shouted loudly.

"The father-in-law also understands martial arts?" Zhou Min said curiously.

"Haha! When the old man was young, he also learned some crop styles!" The old farmer stroked his beard and smiled: "I see that several scholars are different from other scholars!"

"We are all students of Wanxiang Academy, so we are naturally different from other scholars!" Zhou Min proudly raised her chest.

"The old man has lived forty-six years. I have never seen a scholar chatting with the old man so kindly for so long! Those scholars don't even think about going to work in the fields!"

"Our mountain chief said that if we don't even know how to benefit the officials! We ask us to experience farming, when will we pass his test, and when will we participate in the imperial examination!" When we said mountain chief, Zhou Min showed a strong respect on his face.

"The chief of Guishan is not an ordinary person. If all officials in the world can be like the chief of Guishan said, they are officials..." The old farmer got stuck when he said this, and forgot what Zhou Min said just now.

"One official position will benefit the people!"

"Yes, yes! If all officials in the world can do this, it will be a blessing for us ordinary people!"

"Brother-in-law, can you teach me how to wait for farming now?"

"Several scholars, you are not old men and don't want to teach you. It's really yours...the clothes on this... are not suitable for farm work!" The old farmer pointed to the shirts on Zhou Min and others and said hesitantly.

What is a silhouette? It is a kind of clothes with big cuffs and wider than the waist of the trousers.

"This is easy to deal with!" Zhou Min saw that the shirt on her body was indeed not suitable for work. She took off her shirt on her body with a random smile, wearing only a snow-white midi.

The lower body is full of loose trousers, which makes it much more convenient to work like this.

The old farmer was only a few stubborn people, and he felt that the scholars were not arriving in the land, so he no longer dissuaded them.

Ask your children to teach them how to break up the soil blocks of plowing oxen with a hoe.

It was Zhou Min who had been talking just now, and the old farmer arranged a good job for Zhou Min, leading the plowing ox in front, while the old farmer himself supported the plow behind.

Don’t look at such a simple thing as leading a cow, there is also a lot of knowledge in it. First, you cannot walk faster or slower. Second, you have to walk straight lines and not turn around. There will be omissions in the plowed land.

The students who were holding hoes and broken pieces of soil were able to take turns to work because they had so many hoes for them every day.

But in this way, they suffered a lot. Before it was dark, the twelve people had blood blisters on their hands.

The old farmer pulled a cow's hair from the ox tail and picked them up the blisters.

"Several scholars, this farm work has been done, and it's almost dark. Why don't you end here today? Several scholars will go back to the city quickly! Otherwise, it will be unsafe on the road to dark!" The old farmer advised Zhou Min and Thirteen to return to the city.

"Thank you for your advice today, and I will help you tomorrow!"

"This... this, let's go to other families to help! The old man will be able to finish the old man's land soon!" As soon as he came again the same day, the old farmer hesitated and refused.
Chapter completed!