The Tang Dynasty started from saving Empress Changsun

Chapter 157 Provocation
Raising rice seedlings is far more complicated than Chen Jingke imagined. In addition to indoor planting, the seeds have to be soaked in warm water for a day.

"Tomorrow, take out the seeds and bury them in the soil. Don't cover too much soil with a thin layer."

Chen Jingke said gratefully: "Thank you Mrs. Zhang, if it weren't for you, I really don't know how to plant it."

"You're welcome, just treat it as your reward for treating me to dinner." Zhang Ping hesitated for a moment and asked again, "Can these seeds really be planted in Liaodong?"

Chen Jingke said seriously: "Really, these rice seeds are specially bred by others. They are not only resistant to cold, but also have high yield and good taste."

"It's just because of unspeakable reasons that only these rice seeds are left now, otherwise I wouldn't bother Mrs. Zhang."

Although Zhang Ping was still skeptical, he didn't ask too much, and said, "So, then you have to take good care of them. I'll tell you the follow-up planting techniques later, hoping to help you. "

"However...you'd better find an old farmer who knows rice to take care of them, so as to ensure nothing goes wrong."

Chen Jingke said helplessly: "There is no one who knows how to grow rice in the north. The farming season is about to pass, so let's plant them first, and we will slowly find experienced farmers."

One pot is enough for 34 seeds, but I planted them separately in three pots because I was afraid that they would be ruined if they were put together.

In this way, unless there are problems with all three pots, there will always be something to gain.As long as one plant is successfully planted, hundreds of seeds can be harvested, and the follow-up matters will be simple.

Chen Jingke plans to plant these rice in his small yard for easy care.There is a small pond in the courtyard with running water, so it is not a problem to make a small paddy field.

Zhang Ping helped him choose a suitable location, and told him how to make a suitable paddy field, how deep the water level should be maintained in the paddy field at different times, and so on.

What Chen Jingke heard was a big head, and he became more determined to find an old farmer who is good at growing rice.

But at the same time, he also admired Mrs. Zhang, knowing so clearly can only show one thing, she really knows about rice planting, and even went to work in the fields herself.

Not to mention the class-conscious era of ancient times, even in the 21st century, many so-called city dwellers feel superior to others, and are unwilling to even touch the edge of the land.

As if touching the edge of the ground would humiliate them.

Although the Zhang family in Longhushan is not a rich man, they are also a big family in the local area.It is too rare and rare for her to work in the field in person.

At noon, in order to express his gratitude to her, Chen Jingke was going to ask someone to go to Tianranju to pick up some dishes and come back.But Zhang Ping felt that eating in the restaurant was lively, so they went to Tianranju.

She also showed due curiosity about those couplets, and praised: "I have heard about the couplets in Tianranju in Longhu Mountain, and I didn't think I could do it right. It's a pity that my talents are limited and I didn't get it right."

"Oh?" Chen Jingke said proudly and curiously, "Do you know how many people there are in this couplet?"

Zhang Ping tilted his head and thought for a while, "There are quite a few. Everyone knows that Tianranju's couplets are a shortcut to becoming famous. If you're lucky, you'll even have the chance to meet a saint."

"That's why many scholars are trying to find a way to match the second line, and some even offer a high price for the second line."

Chen Jingke frowned, this was not his intention, why not withdraw the couplet?But this idea was quickly dismissed.

The removal of couplets seems to block the space for some people to cheat, but it also blocks a chance for scholars from humble backgrounds to become famous.

Although there are people who make up the numbers, there are also people with real talents who can come up with it.In the end, whether it is a real talent or an idiot, it will naturally be distinguished after the test.

The business of Tianranju is very good, and there are no empty seats at meal times, especially the private rooms that need to be booked in advance.

As the owner, Chen Jingke naturally enjoys privileges, and one of the boxes is specially reserved for him to entertain guests.

Seeing him, the waiter hurried over to greet him, and they went upstairs together.

He is also considered a celebrity here, and many people who dine in the restaurant also know him, and greet him when they see him coming.

Scholars in particular were more eager to him, and he responded politely to each of them, making it very lively for a while.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded: "Hmph, the monkey-bathed man who wears the crown can also be praised by the scholars in the elegant hall, sad, sad for the world."

The huge restaurant fell silent in an instant, and everyone turned their attention to the speaker.The expression on Chen Jingke's face froze, and he also looked over.

I saw a young scholar in his twenties who raised his chin proudly and despised Chen Jingke.

But the few people at the same table with him were not so calm, they all laughed and wanted to get rid of him.

Only a scholar, also in his twenties, stretched out his hand as if trying to pull him.It's just that the hand stretched out halfway and then retracted helplessly. At this time, even if it was pulled back, it was too late.

Chen Jingke was angry in his heart, but after studying for such a long time, he has been able to control his temper well, with a sincere smile on his face and said:

"I don't know the name of this brother Gao?"

The man got up and said proudly: "A certain line does not change its name and sits without changing its surname, so does Gan Yuanfeng in Hongzhou."

Chen Jingke confirmed that he didn't know this person, and he had no scruples in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "Dare to ask me if I offended you by negligence, and please make it clear that I can apologize."

"Hmph, hypocrisy." Gan Yuanfeng said disdainfully: "I just see you as a pretender. However, in my life, scholars have studied hard since childhood, but there is no way to serve the court."

"In order to show off your ambition, you have to come to a restaurant to do flattery. It is really a tragedy for scholars all over the world."

The expressions of many scholars changed, and they looked at Chen Jingke with more distance and scrutiny, obviously affected by his words.

Zhang Ping's eyes flickered as if he was struggling with something in his heart, and he quickly regained his composure. He grabbed Chen Jingke's clothes and said in a low voice:

"He is the legitimate son of the Gan family in Hongzhou, and he is quite famous in Jiangnan. You have to be careful."

Chen Jingke glanced at her in surprise, he didn't expect her to go through this muddy water, and said gratefully: "Thank you, don't worry, you'll be fine."

Then he said to Gan Yuanfeng with the same smile: "Oh? Mr. Gan Lang is because I am a pretender and won the trust of the saint, but you are so talented that you want to please me, so you are not angry?"

Gan Yuanfeng said proudly: "Yes, why, do you want to sue? Just go, if I, Gan Yuanfeng, are afraid, I will be ashamed to be a scholar."

Everyone couldn't help but be impressed by his integrity, and felt somewhat contemptuous of Chen Jingke.

Chen Jingke was also not angry, and said with a smile: "It's not enough to complain, I'm just disappointed with your mocking method."

"As a literati, the most powerful weapon is the pen in hand, and in the end, you must use the pen in your hand to speak for yourself."

Everyone showed expressions of deep approval. Indeed, literati still have to use their pens to speak in the end.

"You are a well-known talent in Jiangnan Road. When you see dissatisfaction, you should use a pen to vent it. You can write an article or a poem."

"In this way, I can not only express my dissatisfaction in my heart, but also show my talent and make a name for myself. Why not do it?"

"I'm disappointed that you didn't do this, but came to bully me, an 11-year-old boy. Is this what a gentleman does?"

(End of this chapter)