A bonfire was lit in the yard, and many torches were inserted around it, illuminating like daytime. On the table next to it, there were various plates, and fish burned by various methods were stored.

Northerners eat very little fish, but after all, there are Jiangnan people in Xuping Village, and Xu Ping’s memories brought by his previous life. Naturally, the methods of making fish are not comparable to those of the surrounding villages. After taking the fish back, I easily made a whole fish banquet.

In the fire, the guests who came were blushed and were filled with oil. They had never seen such a colorful way to eat fish, and even a few Jiangnan people were very excited.

Xu Ping picked up the cup and drank a large cup of tea, swallowed it in one sip, and said to everyone: "I have drunk too much, and I have some help. Let's go back and rest first. Just enjoy it!"

Li Xu hurriedly stood up and wanted to come and support Xu Ping.

Xu Ping waved his hand: "No need, you can accompany a few officials here, don't be in a mess. Besides, if you have such an opportunity, please ask more questions. This kind of opportunity is not easy to encounter."

Li Wei nodded and said yes.

Today, when people saw the rich fishing catch by the pond, everyone was overjoyed when they saw it. Li Wei also took the opportunity to ask for advice. However, at that time, they were absent-minded and did not say it thoroughly. Waiting for a while, it was Li Wei's opportunity.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Xu Ping was taken by a farmer and returned to the small courtyard where he used to live.

The big trees blocked the stars, and the yard looked a little dark.

Xu Ping asked the shopkeeper to put the kerosene lamp on the stone table and said to him: "Go back, I'll sit here alone."

Everything is still the same as before, with the stone tables and benches under the tree, the small kitchen next to it, the small coal ball stove outside the kitchen. Not far away, the shed where the wine scent was still emitting the aroma of wine.

Things change, Xu Ping sat on the stone bench and looked at the familiarity of everything, and was a little dazed.

It was in this small courtyard that Xu Ping began to live in this world. From opening up land and farming, raising cattle and sheep, to making wine and sugar, reading and writing articles, he has come step by step to the present.

Life at that time was monotonous and carefree, not as many worries as it is now, and I didn’t think it was so rare before, but if I lost it, I could never find it again.

Looking at the small coal ball stove, Xu Ping suddenly felt a little worried about Xiuxiu.

The little girl walked into her life with a small bag in her arms, and last year she walked out of the Xu family with a small bag in her arms. When she came in, she was still an ignorant child, and when she went out, she was already a big girl.

Xiuxiu has changed a lot now, and has become cheerful and steady. Even in front of Xu Ping, she can talk about life calmly. Now Xiuxiu has supported her own family, her younger brother is studying in the Imperial College, and her parents are not tired of doing some farm work. Without the rich clothes and food he was in the Xu family, she lives a down-to-earth life.

Or this is the day Xiuxiu wants. At least she is always happy when she comes to see Xu Ping.

However, in Xu Ping's heart, Xiuxiu was always the seven or eight-year-old girl sitting on the steps in front of his door with a small bag. It seemed that she would never grow up. However, before she knew it, Xiuxiu still grew up.

Sighing, Xu Ping turned around and looked at everything in the yard, thinking about the days before, he was a little dazed.

The moon rose, sprinkling mottled light in the yard, shading.

A cool breeze blew, and Xu Ping suddenly came to his senses and looked around. He couldn't sit still for some reason. He stood up and walked around the yard, restless.

When she knew that she was back, Xiuxiu would come to the village to see her tomorrow. Over the past year, Xiuxiu would meet Xu Ping once every one or two months, and there was nothing to do, she just sat together and talked about gossip. Just like before, Xiuxiu was happy and unhappy, she liked to nag in front of Xu Ping, and she didn't expect Xu Ping to comfort her. After nagging, she forgot.

Now Xiuxiu no longer talks about her own affairs in front of Xu Ping. She talks about the weather, the rain, and even the harvest in the fields, but she no longer mentions her own affairs and her own mood.

Walking to the door and watching the steps where Xiuxiu had sat for a while, Xu Ping shook his head and entered the room.

After going to the study to put the kerosene lamp on, Xu Ping sat down at the desk.

It was here that Xu Ping taught Xiuxiu to write and teach her to read, and gradually became no longer like a little girl from a farmhouse.

Is Xiuxiu still studying now? Xu Ping didn't know that Xiuxiu never mentioned these things, as if she had forgotten them.

Sighing, Xu Ping lifted the paper and spread it on the table, grind the ink, and lifted the pen, but didn't know what to write.

He just held the pen and was stunned for a while. It was not until a large pool of ink fell on the paper that Xu Ping came to his senses and sighed again.

Some people and some things can only exist in memories, and the room is full of memories.

The pen fell on the paper, and after a while, Xu Ping wrote the word "地".

Looking at the word "earth", Xu Ping came out of the spirit for a long time, and finally forgot Xiuxiu for a while, thinking about what he wanted to write. Today's conversation in the field made Xu Ping determined to write a farm book. With the knowledge of his previous life and his efforts over the years, Xu Ping felt that he could complete this task.

There were also many agricultural books in this era. The most famous one was naturally Qimin’s skills, which were all-encompassing and well-written. Unfortunately, Xu Ping felt that it was still a bit unsystematic.

Xu Ping had no idea about the compilation of agricultural books. After thinking about it, he still used the "Agricultural Eight Character Constitution" he learned in his previous life as an outline to compile all the knowledge he knew. If it cannot be included, it will be added separately.

This writing may be imperfect, but it can systematically explain the relevant technologies of agriculture.

The specific content of the "Agricultural Eight Character Constitution" summarized in the 1950s and 1960s can change with the changes in specific time and space conditions, but with this as the outline, agricultural technology can still be explained clearly.

The first word "soil" mainly refers to soil census, land planning, and a reasonable farming system. At that time, it mainly refers to deep farming, but now there is no need to emphasize this way. The specific farming methods should be adjusted appropriately according to actual conditions.

The second word "fertilization" refers to the rational application of fertilization. In this era, only farm fertilizer can be used.

The third word "water" refers to the construction of water conservancy and reasonable irrigation methods, which is now very likely to do.

The fourth word "seed" is naturally the cultivation and promotion of good varieties, and it is the key to increasing yield at any time.

The fifth word "secret", the key is to reasonably plant the word "secret".

The sixth word "protection", plant protection, mainly controls diseases and pests.

The seventh word "management", of course, is field management, and inter-cultivation and weeding are also crucial.

The eighth word "work", Xu Ping is doing the reform of various agricultural tools.

Xu Ping planned to use these eight characters as the outline to write a farming book with the eight characters of the agricultural industry and write down his agricultural knowledge. To be continued.

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