"It smells so good..."

A big man in a gray robe turned over from his horse, with agile and symmetrical body. It seemed that the man hadn't handed over his beard for too long, and his cheeks were in patches, making him almost unable to tell his eyebrows.

In late spring, the weather is warm, and the locust trees on the corner of the street are blooming. The locust flowers on the trees emit a pleasant fragrance, making people feel comfortable.

The great man looked like Kong Wu was powerful and had a martial arts aura when he made every move. However, when he spoke again, he felt that his tone was calm and his tone was not as good as a soldier.

Of course, Huang Yucheng is not a soldier. Although he looks like a soldier at first glance and is a burly man who is not easy to mess with, he is a serious and well-educated man. In this scary era with low literacy rates, passing the exam for a scholar is definitely an amazing achievement. Scholars have many political and economic privileges. Poor scholars like Fan Jin in the Scholars are definitely an exception in the words of novelists.

"There are still many locust flowers this year." Huang Yucheng looked at the family members who were greeting him and had some feelings in his eyes.

After several months of going there, although I have tempered myself, I feel quite guilty about my family.

"The master is back." A woman hurried out, holding a little boy in her hand, and followed by five or six servants from the Huang family.

Huang's wife is also from a scholarly family. Her father is a juren. When Huang Yucheng first glanced at Huang Yucheng, Huang's wife almost dared not recognize him. After not seeing each other for a few months, her husband seemed to have changed. If he had not spoken, he would still be as soft as he was, and there was still a familiar light in his eyes. Huang's wife really didn't dare to come forward to recognize him.

Huang Yucheng's son was over six years old and came up to bow, looking like a little adult.

Huang Yucheng laughed, took two steps forward, picked up his son with his hand, and kissed him a few times.

"Grandma!"

"My husband!"

Such a move was a rigorous move for Huang Yucheng, who had always been a rigorous in managing the family and had already started reading and lectured for his son. The Huang wife, son and servants in front of him were shocked.

"Well, I'll be out for a few months," Huang Yucheng put down his son and explained with a smile: "I do miss the boss."

Huang's wife said in a frightened manner: "Didn't you say that your father doesn't hold his son? Why did it change today?"

"Qi," Huang Yucheng said quite disdainfully: "In his old-fashioned opinion, Lord Zhang holds his son in his arms every day. Can I compare with him? Lord said that everything cannot be completely followed by nature, but as long as it does not violate the law and morality, acts with one's will, and acts with one's own will, there is nothing wrong with it."

Huang's wife said thoughtfully: "It seems that Lord Zhang is from the lineage of the heart."

"I thought so at first, but later I realized that he also said Yang Zhu and the Mohist school was not a pure Confucian approach. Speaking of which, Lord Zhang was just a foundation of Tong Sheng, but he has not studied for many years and has never been delayed no matter how busy he is. So in terms of academic research, it is not worse than me. If it is really worse, it is just that some water-melting skills are not as deep as mine, and he has never done eight-legged essays seriously."

Huang Yucheng didn't want to say much. He had been separated from his family for a long time, so he rushed into the house.

Huang's wife casually said: "Everyone has been living a good life recently. The locust tree flowers are no longer rushing to be pulled away. There are still some people who come to grab them, but they just want to add some aroma when making pancakes. If you like them, I will bake some locust flower pancakes for you tonight."

"Oh, I want to eat it." Huang Yucheng said happily: "I haven't eaten this for a long time."

Huang's wife looked at her husband and said, "I haven't seen each other for a few months. I thought the master must have been reduced, but I didn't expect it to be much stronger than before."

"Yeah." Huang Yucheng pressed his arm and smiled: "I have officially joined the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau of the Military and Political Department. This bureau may become a self-developed department in the future. The officer must be Mr. Kong. He brought it out by him. How can he be embarrassed for him? Although the officer of the Military Department is not an officer, it is best to have military training and spend three months for the husband. However, at least he has passed the various assessments."

Huang's wife occasionally went to the military camp to watch the fun. She knew that He Yusheng's military training was not a joke. Unlike the border army, she could hold up a stone lock and play a set of pear blossom marksmanship. Even if she was qualified, the training there was a real hard training. Many strong young people from farm families were ready to endure the hardships when they entered the military camp. Her husband actually passed He Yusheng's military training. No wonder she had changed her image so much. She sincerely praised: "The master is really amazing."

Huang Yucheng's son also shouted: "Dad is the most amazing."

Huang Yucheng's temperament is no longer reserved and strict, and his wife and children are a little relaxed and speak more casually.

Huang Yucheng smiled and said nothing. He had worked hard for his family to pass this assessment. Even if his relatives could understand the difficulties, he didn't intend to explain in detail. After all, it would be better not to talk about the matter of struggling in the soil as a scholar.

The family followed Huang Yucheng into the yard happily and entered the room again. The family fed water and handed the towel. Huang Yucheng washed his hands and face and felt refreshed.

Huang's wife was talking about gossiping and informing Huang Yu'an as a military doctor. Huang Yucheng drank tea and said with a smile: "I know this. Yu'an wrote me a letter. He is going the right way."

"What the master said?" Huang's wife also smiled and said, "I came to Yu'an once last year, and looked unlucky. I knew he wanted to come and sue him, but you were not at home, so he didn't mention it. Did I take the initiative to give him the money to see him leave? Later I heard that he had been a military doctor and paid back the account. The family's situation is also very good now."

"Well." Huang Yucheng nodded and said, "Yuan people are very smart. They are much easier to study medicine than others. If you work overseas for a few years, your position will not be bad after you come back, and you will definitely be much stronger than before."

Huang’s wife said: “This year our land harvest is much better than in previous years. I asked someone to estimate that one acre of people would probably be able to harvest about four stones. Some land harvested well is afraid it would be able to harvest six stones.”

"Okay, okay, very good." Huang Yucheng said happily: "I followed Mr. Kong to the north to plan the land reclamation, for fear that the land at home would not be taken care of. If I were busy with business, my own land would be deserted, which seemed like a joke. In this way, you did a good job."

Huang's wife said: "It's all done according to the method taught by Mr. Kong, and there are not many tricks. The harvest has more than doubled."

Last year, the average land yield of the Huang family was less than one and a half stone per mu. This harvest made it difficult for tenants to make ends meet, and they were struggling on the line of food and clothing. Even the tax and service One Plus could not even eat. After the wheat harvest, the tenants of the Huang family retreated one after another. Huang Yucheng followed Kong Minxing to learn agriculture in despair, but he couldn't hold it as soon as he learned. After that, he followed Kong Minxing for most of the next half year, just teaching his family how to cultivate ridges, how to fertilize, water, how to choose seeds, the interval of planting, and daily work were all based on Professor Kong Minxing. As a result, although Huang Yucheng was not at home, there were not many tenants left in the Huang family. Most of them were short-term workers who were looking for in the village, and the harvest was several times better than before.

Huang's wife said happily: "Our family has more than 300 dry land and 100 acres of paddy fields. It can be calculated that we can collect nearly 2,000 stones of wheat. The grain price has risen sharply this year. I heard that the wheat in Datong Mansion is already six cents of silver and one stone, and the grain price of He Yusheng is still four cents of five stones. Will our family go to Datong to sell grain? He Yusheng's big truck is very cheap to Datong. One truck can receive more than 50 stones. We sell hundreds of stones at a time, and it will be sold out in a few times."

"The mouse is short-sighted." Huang Yucheng said: "In the past years, when Datong was four cents and one stone, He Yusheng was still four cents and five cents. We should not worry about it when we come to collect it. Every year, we come to the door. Even if I had a lot of prejudice against them in the past two years, I have always sold grain to He Yusheng! To be honest, the grain prices have risen in recent years. Now is the season of spring famine. You see, the grain prices will rise, and it may rise to one or two stones, or even higher!

From now on, northern Shaanxi has suffered heavy disasters. We have He Yusheng in our area. Datong is also hungry all over the ground when we go to Panguan. At this time, we don’t talk about how much we can help. In order to earn less than 300 taels of more money, we offended Li Ergui and asked me to see people in the future? Besides, you don’t know the rules of He Yusheng. If you don’t ask them to collect them once, you won’t come to your door in the future. If you send them to them, you won’t collect them every year, and you will go to Datong Mansion to sell them every year?"

Huang's wife was originally casually speaking, but she did not refute all her feelings to Huang Yucheng. Instead, she was interested in other words. She clasped her hands and called out to Buddha, and then said, "No wonder many people have come from the west recently to escape from the famine. Last time I met many of them at my parents' home, which is less than a hundred miles away from here."

Huang Yucheng nodded and said, "It should have been heard from the news."

Two years ago, a large number of victims came to Lizhuang. Several prefectures in southern Shanxi came out to flee due to earthquakes and other reasons. Originally, these people were going to flee to Henan or southern Shaanxi, but He Yusheng was famous, and many of the refugees came here. Now the main force in the workshop area and a large number of miners in Lingqiu were selected from the refugees at the time. Some refugees chose to join the army, but the number was not large. After all, the mainstream idea of ​​the refugees at that time was to flee for a while, and they still had to go back to their hometowns.

So far, I have gone back some, but most of the people who stayed there.

The second to third year of Tianqi was another year of disaster. Datong went to Xinpingbao and then to Lingqiu and Guangling areas south. Due to the existence of Heyusheng, most of the people were rich. Now few families rely entirely on land life and can at least work some short-term labor to supplement their lives. In terms of grain prices, because Heyusheng has been stabilizing grain prices and has remained relatively stable. Within two hundred miles of Lizhuang as the core, the price of grain was five to five to six cents per stone. Datong was slightly higher, that is, six cents were collected and six to five to seven cents were sold to ordinary people. But except for these places, the area of ​​Pianguan alone was already more than eight cents, and the area of ​​Ningwu was close to one liang, and northern Shaanxi had already exceeded one liang, and it was already running on the way to one liang and five.

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