The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 79

Harvesting, threshing, and pounding rice, Lao Yang took Chuyi and Gao Ren as laborers, and the old and the young were very busy.

If it was normal, the first day of junior high school would be considered obedient, Gao Ren would definitely go on strike, but today, the faint smell of meat from the big casserole in the kitchen forced him to be obedient.

Xiaomi greeted them with a smile, patted Gao Ren on the head, and rolled up his sleeves for the first day of the lunar new year. Finally, he brought the new spring rice into the stove, washed it, added water, and put it into the clay pot. The firewood was like the most enthusiastic firewood in the world. The girl, surrounded by a strong iron pot, completely boiled his indifference, became boiling, and gradually released the sweetest taste.

Eighteen large bowls were lined up, each filled with half of white rice, the iron pot was half empty, and two spoonfuls of braised pork was added, and the meat bowl was also half empty.

Gao Ren hopped his feet in distress, and shouted, "Oh, don't add any more, there is not enough food at home!"

Although he didn't yell like that on the first day of junior high school, he still looked distressed as he stared at the rice and meat bowl.

Xiaomi looked amused, and knocked them one by one, then took two rice crusts to wrap rice and braised pork, made two simple rice balls and stuffed them in their hands, and finally ordered, "Don't be narrow-minded, the villagers treat you well on weekdays." They are all generous. Hurry up and send them home, and when you come back, you will have dinner at home, and I will steam a few bowls of custard and stir-fry some vegetables."

Sure enough, Gao Ren and the first day of the junior high school had their mouths blocked by braised pork rice balls, and immediately put away their full stomachs of dissatisfaction, and ran errands to deliver things while eating.

Feng Jian stood at the door and coughed dryly twice, as if Qiu Zao hurt his throat a bit.

Xiaomi couldn't help but smile, eyes crooked like the first moon, and quietly handed over a rice ball, "Brother Feng, you also have a rice ball, I added two more pieces of braised pork."

A suspicious blush appeared on Feng Jian's face, but his subordinates picked it up, "Well, good."

Xiaomi smiled even more crisply, jumped into the kitchen and continued to work, leaving Feng Jian to look around the yard, and ate rice balls as if nothing had happened.

From an inconspicuous corner of the compound, some faint noises could be heard, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The snow-white rice is poured with dark red gravy, and the mahjong-sized pieces of meat are tremblingly covered on the top. This is simply the most attractive delicacy in the world.

What's more, this rice is the treasure that the villagers have been watching every day. They have personally pulled out the weeds and chased the sparrows, and they have been looking forward to it for a whole April.

Now holding it in his hands like this, the old man who almost took the big pottery bowl was very excited.

At this time, the thatched huts at the foot of the mountain had already served meals, and most of the men, women and children in the family were full. This bowl of rice with braised pork naturally became the old man's pocket.

Old Master Feng raised the chopsticks, hesitating for many times, but he was reluctant to do it.It made the wife on the side laugh, and urged, "Old man, you are using your chopsticks, I'm still waiting for you to share a few bites with me."

"Okay, okay, eat, eat together."

The old man also loved his wife. Hearing this, he took out half of the bowl, took a last bite, and couldn't help but praise, "Okay, good rice, delicious!"

My wife also smiled, "That's right, how can I eat better than the polished rice bought in the city."

After that, she remembered what she had been thinking about before, and said, "Old man, tell me, can we all grow this kind of rice at the door of our house in the future? Wouldn't it be..."

"To shut up!"

It was rare for Old Master Feng to put on a bad face and scolded his wife, "How many times have I told you that Xiaomi has his own plan for this matter, you long-tongued women, don't spoil Xiaomi's business. Just plant the rice as you say!" "

My wife was a little aggrieved, but she also knew that she was talking too much, so she hurriedly said, "I'm just saying, this rice is really delicious, I just want to eat it at home."

"Greedy," Old Master Feng bowed his head to eat, and said slowly, "Life is much better now than before. If everyone thinks this way, I am afraid that the blessings will be dissipated immediately. You women are together on weekdays. You have to ask Two sentences, whoever dares to be disobedient will be thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves."

"Oh, what are you talking about so scary? Everyone is just gossiping, no one is stupid. Could it be that they really spread the good news about their family to the whole world?"

The old lady was also a little annoyed, the old man thought about it, and took a piece of meat and sent it over as an apology, and sure enough, the old lady was coaxed into a smile, and the matter was considered over.

This kind of dialogue happens in almost every household. Although everyone is excited, everyone understands the truth that money is not revealed. Therefore, the first and only Northland rice in Dayuan was made by a group of hunters. Early adopters.

In the Lu's courtyard, Xiaomi saw that the autumn sun is really good, the sky is blue, and the autumn wind is cool but not cold, so he put the dining table under the eaves.

A large bowl of white rice, a large bowl of braised pork, golden egg custard, roasted beans, eggplant with minced meat, shredded red pepper and potato...

All kinds of tables were set up, and everyone was sitting around. Lu Er Er excitedly patted open a jar of old wine.Everyone in the family, old and young, except for Xiaomi and Xiao'e, has a bowl full.

"Harvest wine, celebrate the harvest, rejoice in the new year, reunion! Come, celebrate the first harvest in our family, and there will be today every year in the future!"

It was rare for Old Man Lu not to spend time in his study, he was the first to serve the wine bowl, he smiled and clinked glasses with everyone.

Everyone was also happy, and they drank half a bowl of spirits in one gulp, but in the end they all stretched out their chopsticks to sweep up the food.

Even Feng Jian, who is usually gentle, was no exception. Not only did he grab half a bowl of braised pork for himself, but also for Xiaomi.

Xiaomi couldn't help laughing, and was divided into a few dollars for the first year of junior high school, but was protested by Gao Ren, so he had no choice but to stuff a few dollars to gag him.

Uncle Yang, contrary to his usual silence and respect, drank bowls of strong wine, and soon became drunk and his face flushed.

"Great joy, this is a happy event for the entire Yuan Dynasty."

Uncle Yang clapped his hands, almost crying with joy, he staggered around half of the table, and suddenly knelt down in front of Xiaomi, "Miss Lu, you are the lucky star of the entire Yuan Dynasty. Rice is harvested twice a year in the southern land. If the food in the world increases by half, no one will starve to death. Dayuan is no longer afraid of drought, flood and famine! The Lu family ancestors are virtuous, and Dayuan is blessed! All the merits and virtues in the sky belong to you, a little The body of a woman is not a phoenix..."

"Uncle Yang, get up, it's cold on the ground!" Xiaomi was taken aback by the old man's behavior, and hearing his words became more and more bizarre, she reached out to help her, but she was picked up by Feng Jian who was beside her.

"Uncle Yang is drunk," Feng Jian pressed somewhere on Uncle Yang's body, and the old man fell limp and fell asleep. Gao Ren happened to also turn around, and directly took over to help the old man and went back to the East Wing.

Xiaomi blinked his eyes twice, feeling something was wrong, and asked after thinking about it, "Uncle Yang is also a scholar, right? He just spoke, and he seems to be concerned about the country and the people."

Feng Jian nodded, and replied casually, "It seems that I failed the imperial examination and was kept by my father's side because of something."

After that, he raised his hand to pick up a chopstick of potato shreds for Xiaomi, and said, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

"Okay." Xiaomi didn't think much about it, and while eating, he grabbed a few pieces of braised pork for Chu Yi on the other side. Chu Yi smiled and showed his white teeth, and quickly stuffed the braised pork into his mouth.When Gao Ren came back, he found that the braised pork was all eaten, and he made a fuss. As expected, Lu's second son, a master at cheating girls, lived up to his reputation. Gao Ren just glared at him a few times before he betrayed his sister.

Angry and funny, Xiaomi hurriedly promised Gao Ren to do it for him alone in a few days, which was considered to calm down the "incident".

Xiao'e fiddled with the rice with the chopsticks in her hand, looking listless. Xiaomi could naturally guess what was on her mind, but she could only pretend not to know.

Although the situation is very good now, and the mountain land can be bought back by going to the government office tomorrow, who knows what will happen.The affairs of Xiao'e's family are really too big, the Lu family can't afford it, and even a patrol censor may not be able to afford it...

Lu's second child is rare to be careful. He just turned around and found that his sweetheart was unhappy, so he put down the bowls and chopsticks and took her up the mountain to relax. "Braised pork".

Xiaomi turned one eye and closed the other, completely pretending not to see...

The mountain wind blows the woods that have changed their dark green coats, and the birds fly back to the nests of the branches, chatting about the new things during the day, showing off the young insects they found, a peaceful and peaceful day is like this passed.

Waking up early the next day, after Xiaomi washed up, when he turned to the front yard, he saw Feng Jian and Uncle Yang sitting at the stone table carefully picking rice grains, and there was half a bag of spring rice next to him, so he smiled, "Brother Feng, Yang Uncle, you got up early? Why don't you all get some sleep, and leave these jobs to Chu Yi and Gao Ren."

Feng Jian smiled and patted the dust on his hands, "If you want to give these things to my father, you have to pick them yourself."

"Oh, that's it." Xiaomi rolled his eyes, his face turned red, and he asked tentatively, "I still have a box of fried crispy twists from the day before yesterday, which I hid so tightly that neither Gao Ren nor the second brother knew about it. Well, that, if you don't mind, take it back with you to... honor the elders?"

Feng Jian was stunned for a moment, but his eyes gradually filled with smiles, which made Xiaomi's face turn even redder, and he hurriedly explained, "Oh, the second brother and the others eat too much sweets, it's easy to rot teeth, and it's not easy for small twists. It's rotten, I just thought about it... Oh, do you like it or not, I'm going to cook!"

Xiaomi was so ashamed that she turned around and ran to the kitchen.

Feng Jian couldn't help laughing out loud, which aroused the envy of Lao Yang, but Gao Ren who didn't know when he rushed over said, "What's wrong, young master, you're smiling like a fool?"

Needless to say, he immediately received two "eye knives".Lao Yang hurriedly made a rescue, "The things will be ready in a while, send them to Xuanming, and send them to the capital as soon as possible."

"Understood," Gao Ren curled his lips, turned around and entered the kitchen, and after a while, Xiaomi's scolding came from the kitchen, "Don't touch the box, I'll make it another day if you want to eat it, this is to honor the elders!"

The corners of Feng Jian's mouth curled up again. The rice seeds on the table were bathed in the morning light, and they looked fuller. The bag on the side was open, and the blue and white rice grains were shining brightly...

(End of this chapter)