Scholars in the courtyard

The next day, when Yang Xiaotao came to the workshop, he heard a piece of news from Wang Fa.

"Xiao Tao, do you know? Mr. Liu from our workshop praised you!"

"Liu Gong?"

"Yes, Level 8 fitter Liu Daming!"

Then Wang Fa told Liu Daming's situation, and then Yang Xiaotao understood what was going on.

Compared with Yi Zhonghai, Liu Daming's status is better than that of Yi Zhonghai.

Even in comparison, Liu Daming has been working in the steel rolling mill longer, but because of his age, he rarely appears in the workshop now.

Unlike Yi Zhonghai, who only had a few apprentices, Liu Daming had many disciples and disciples all over the world. Not only did he have many apprentices and grandchildren in the steel rolling mill, but he also had people from other brother factories.

It can be said that he is highly respected.

Maybe he heard about the recent events, so he quietly paid a visit.

Then came the so-called compliments.

Yang Xiaotao knew why Wang Fa was so happy. In this workshop, Liu Gong's words were more effective than the director's. Even the factory director had to show off his face.

Liu Gong said that there is no market for those gossips anymore, and even if there were, they would not dare to blatantly provoke them.

If you offend Mr. Liu, then expect to be targeted by the entire factory.

Yang Xiaotao was grateful in his heart. Although he didn't feel any grievance, since others endorsed him, it was appropriate to show gratitude appropriately.

So, after getting the affirmation, Yang Xiaotao only felt that more and more people came to get off work every day, and even some third- and fourth-level people came to inquire, which made him a little confused, but also a little proud.

There was no way, the experience and knowledge instilled in the system gave him the confidence.

As long as it's a first-level or second-level thing, he dares to teach it.

I can also say a few words about Level 3 matters.

Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, the weather has become warmer. The cotton-padded clothes are removed, and Yang Xiaotao puts on unlined clothes.

People who have been waiting all winter can finally move freely. They leave the suffocating and moldy houses and enjoy the warm sunshine, just like mice after hibernation, wandering around in search of food for life.

Yang Xiaotao has had a very good winter. Although he has only been in this world for more than half a year, what happened in the past few months is like a catalyst, allowing him to quickly integrate into this world.

Now, I am beginning to enjoy this unique era.

Different from other houses in the courtyard, Yang Xiaotao's house has the elf Xiaowei here, and the house is clean and refreshing. In addition, the wood has been repaired by Xiaowei. There is no decay of dead wood, but a light fragrance.

Today is the weekend. After breakfast, Yang Xiaotao didn't go to the library. He was at home preparing to tidy up the yard.

I bought the seeds last time and waited for the weather to get better, and now I can finally plant them.

Uncle Chen next door has heard about this a long time ago, and no one cares about growing vegetables and fruits in the yard.

But in this courtyard, they were the only ones with a courtyard, and there was an open space outside the entrance of the front yard, which was only planted with flowers by Yan Fugui, making it worthy of being a literati.

Now that Yang Xiaotao said he was growing vegetables in the yard, he was not optimistic about it.

Growing vegetables is not an easy task. It requires not only people to take care of it, but also good soil.

Based on the quality of the soil in the courtyard, he knew that it was not the land for growing vegetables.

Mr. Chen also reminded Yang Xiaotao, but Yang Xiaotao didn't care and insisted on it, so he would lend a hand and help.

"Uncle Chen, I have cabbage, tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers and leek seeds. How do you plan them?"

Yang Xiaotao took out the seeds. These seeds had been sorted by Xiaowei's ability, and the survival rate was very high.

But now looking at the bags of seeds in his hand, Yang Xiaotao is still a little worried.

After all, he doesn't know how to farm.

Although what Uncle Chen said was reasonable and he had never heard of any compound growing vegetables, he was different from others.

He has the elf Xiaowei. As long as the seeds are planted, he doesn't have to worry about it, and he can even reap a full harvest.

However, it is not easy to plant this.

Fortunately, Uncle Chen helped with the planning, otherwise he would have had no choice but to be reckless.

Uncle Chen looked at Yang Xiaotao's yard. It was actually the same size as his house, except that it was separated by a half-meter-wide stone path in the middle.

This small courtyard is about 11 or 2 square meters, narrow from north to south and wide from east to west. In front is the north wall of the west wing, which is also a side room for maids of wealthy families. Now there is a family of three living in it, all of whom are locals. The relationship isn't bad either.

Further west is Jia's house. Although there is only one room, it is no worse than Yang Xiaotao's two rooms. Jia's house also has two bedrooms separated inside.

Therefore, Yang Xiaotao's desire to farm has nothing to do with the people in the west wing. There is not even a window on the north wall.

Besides, Yang Xiaotao is planting his own garden, and the people in the yard have no control over it.

At most, he can say snarky words about wasting his efforts and being young and ignorant.

"It's against the wall here. Let's plant cucumbers. When the time comes, we'll put up a wooden frame and let it crawl."

Uncle Chen pointed to the area near the west wall. Because of the wall blocking it, it was difficult to get sunlight in the afternoon.

Yang Xiaotao found a stone to write down the distance and mark the location.

"Chili peppers grow here."

"Let's get tomatoes here. It's not too high and can't block the leeks."

"The rest can be planted with leeks and cabbage. Use more varieties of cabbage, and plant another crop when it's ready to eat, and save it for the winter."

"As for leeks, it's only the end of March. If you sit in two rows, you can eat them until autumn."

Uncle Chen was planning as he walked.

Yang Xiaotao listened carefully from behind. The time requirements for planting these crops are different. Only those who have lived in this city for a long time can figure out the rules, arrange the appropriate time, and plant suitable vegetables.

Yang Xiaotao kept these in mind and then prepared to start.

Many people in the yard also knew what Yang Xiaotao was going to do. A few idlers were watching the excitement. Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu sat in the distance with jealousy in their eyes.

"Humph, you really think you are a person."

"There are so many courtyard houses in these 49 cities, but I have never heard of anyone growing vegetables in the courtyard. I really can't afford to shame this person."

"At first glance, he looks like a country bumpkin from the countryside. How old are they still farming?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was ungrateful, and Qin Huairu next to her felt bitter after hearing this. She was also from the countryside.

If their family had a small courtyard, she would also like to plant some.

The first and second uncles also heard about it, and they all shook their heads and sneered, waiting to see Yang Xiaotao's joke.

Silly Zhu put his hands behind his back and looked old-fashioned, telling the people in the yard that this kind of place is not simple.

At this time, Zhou Kui and Zhou Peng walked in the front yard and happened to meet Yan Fugui who was out fishing.

The two people, who had long been known to the people in the courtyard, briefly spoke to each other and walked towards the middle courtyard.

Yan Fugui also heard about Yang Xiaotao, and the idea of ​​growing vegetables arose in his mind.

If Yang Xiaotao could succeed, what flowers would he be planting?

"This matter needs to be recalculated. At least the land in front of the door must be obtained first."

Now that he was no longer in the mood for fishing, Yan Fugui put down his fishing rod and went to discuss it with the third aunt.

When the two came to the middle courtyard, they saw Yang Xiaotao from a distance.

"Why are you two here?"

"Brother Tao, let's help."

Zhou Peng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to move things.

There is still some clutter in the yard that needs to be tidied up.

"That's great. I'm worried about how busy I am."

Yang Xiaotao said, and then looked at the people in the yard. These guys had been watching for most of the morning, but they didn't show any help. They were still watching the show.

This is indeed a beast.

With the help of two people, especially Zhou Kui and Yang Xiaotao, they threw simple garbage directly outside the alley.

Finally, the remaining water tanks, clothes racks, etc. in the yard were put aside.

The next step is to officially plant.

Feeling Xiaowei's excitement on her chest, Yang Xiaotao and others continued their efforts and started working directly.

Yang Xiaotao took a hoe and dug the ditch bit by bit under the guidance of Uncle Chen. Aunt Chen was behind and scattered vegetable seeds into it. Behind him, Zhou Peng was carrying a basin and pouring water ladle after ladle. Later, Zhou Kui took a shovel and closed the ditch with soil, and then Uncle Chen compacted the ditch with his bare feet, leaving a series of footprints.

Several people were busy working in full swing. Aunt Chen also said that it felt like farming when she was young. Even Uncle Chen felt a lot better.

While explaining how to plant, he told interesting stories from the past. It took him until noon to finish the work.

Aunt Chen had gone home early to prepare lunch. This time, Yang Xiaotao didn't let the Zhou brothers leave. She asked them to go over first and go back to the house to get something.

Uncle Chen led the two brothers home, and Yang Xiaotao was also thinking about taking something there.

In the end, ten packs of braised beef noodles went out of packaging, and the seasonings were put in a bottle, which was reasonable.

Two old hams, of course except for the packaging. Without packaging, this thing is similar to the red sausage at this time, even if it is thicker, others don't care.

I came to Uncle Chen's house with my things and asked Aunt Chen to cook noodles without any explanation.

Everyone else had already eaten at noon, and the Chen family's meal had just begun.

Then, the entire compound was filled with the aroma. The aroma of beef mixed with the aroma of old ham made the stomachs of everyone who had eaten it growl.

Mrs. Jia Zhang started to yell and curse again, and even the first master and the others kept snorting coldly.

The deaf old lady in the backyard looked at Uncle Chen's family, who were about the same age as her, and suddenly felt sour.

Her grandson Silly Zhu, why didn't he come to deliver food to her?

Uncle Chen and others were also attracted by the instant noodles in front of them. The aroma made them want to eat them immediately.

As a result, the ten packs of instant noodles were quickly eaten by everyone, but only half of the old ham was eaten, leaving one and a half sticks. Aunt Chen wanted to take it back to Yang Xiaotao. Yang Xiaotao didn't want it, saying that she still had it at home, so she gave one to the Zhou brothers. Root, half of it was left at Uncle Chen's house.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao sent the Zhou brothers away, and Uncle Chen drank wine and fell asleep.

After returning home, looking at the flat courtyard, which would become green in a few days, Yang Xiaotao couldn't help but feel excited, and even Xiaowei came out and screamed.

"The weather is just right, let's take it as a holiday and rest today."

Yang Xiaotao was lying on the bed, squinting his eyes, thinking about what to do in the afternoon.

"By the way, don't you have fishing skills? Why don't you go fishing?"

Considering the shortage of materials in this era, we have to severely crack down on speculation.

If not, he might be accused of being imprisoned on a fence.

But fishing is unregulated.

In addition, I can't always eat secretly. In the long run, fishing is also the best way to cover up the facts.

He looked at his credits and said, "Fishing skills can also be improved with credits."