The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

In a blink of an eye, in March, the mission that Da Song Zhun went to celebrate the birthday of the Liao Emperor also came back, including a large number of items they bought on behalf of the Liao Emperor.

Through the relationship between Yelu and Zheng Ling, Yun Yanhui's needs were also brought back by the mission, that is, a considerable amount of watermelon seeds, and some Beizhu, and Yelu also particularly caring for their melon farmers. The precautions for planting were written down and translated into Chinese.

Yun Yan looked back and found that the seeds are yellow, black, red, and white. It is said that after they grow, the flesh will be divided into red and white. According to the melon farmers, the amount sent is about 80 acres.

At this time, the per mu yield of watermelon in Daliao was about four thousand catties, which was more than half less than that of modern ones. Yun Yanhui had also interviewed agricultural products sales before. He knew that modern watermelons had a production capacity of 10,000 catties per mu.

And there are many differences. For example, the modern watermelon has been improved, it must have more flesh, but it is also easy to get sick. The ancient watermelon was more viable and less likely to get sick. Compared with melon flesh, it was less and less red.

As early as when Zheng Ling reported to him, Yun Yanhui had discussed with him and wanted to grow fruits together. He knew that he left fifty acres of land in the monastery. There is still a shortfall of thirty acres. There is no space for the time being, but when a batch of fruits and vegetables are harvested, it will be available. It doesn't matter if you plant them in batches.

According to the melon farmers of Liao State, they were planted with cow dung covering their sheds. Yunyanhui really didn't have any innovative technology in this regard. They had to follow their methods and handed it over to the monks of Daxiangguo Temple.

Yun Yan thought about it. The watermelon was about three or four months long before he lost. It is now in March. If there is no natural disaster, it will be smooth and profitable. This batch of watermelons can harvest hundreds of thousands of catties, even if they are planed to save the seeds. In the hottest part of this year, there are enough watermelons to eat!

When Yun Yan thought of this, he couldn't open his eyes with a smile.

Thinking of his own watermelon, Yun Yanhui couldn't help running to the melon shed of Daxiangguo Temple.

Because it is a new fruit, and Yun Yanhui pays special attention to it, the people at Daxiangguo Temple knew that he hadn't missed it, so they also attached great importance to it. Especially, a shed was set up next to the melon field to allow monks to stay and watch.

Yun Yan ran back and squatted by the melon field and saw that he could watch for half an hour, making the monks so curious.

"Brother Yun, how delicious this melon is, you come to see it almost every day." It was a young monk who said this, who looked a few years older than Yun Yanhui, but wanted to call his senior.

This is because the distinction between the monks' eldest and younger generations is not based on the age, but on the ordination, that is, the length of time for the monk to receive the ordination.

Although Yun Yanhui did not become a monk, but according to the time of his entry-everyone knows that the expulsion of the door wall is just a form, and now it is becoming different according to the situation, and it has become non-existent.

Therefore, this monk who had not been ordained for long still called Yun Yan who was younger than him back to be a senior.

This is not bad. Yun Yanhui has also seen an old man who has just received the precept, and he wants to call a teenager a senior.

"You don't know, this melon is especially delicious. It's much better than melon. The water of the melon is rich and sweet, and it also cools and quenches thirst." Yun Yan said back, she couldn't help swallowing. Look, when the melons are ripe, I have to ask Master to send someone to watch the night."

"Yeah, it's so delicious, maybe someone will steal melons?" The monk was eager to hear it. Since Brother Yun said it was delicious, it must be extremely delicious.

Yun Yan replied in a daze, "It's not just humans, maybe there are still husks?"

Monk: "???"

Yun Yan replied: "Oh, nothing."

He took a closer look, and only eight or nine days after planting, the melon seedlings had sprouted, tender and green, looking very fresh and lovely. Yun Yanhui was very satisfied, stood up and patted the monk on the shoulder, "They will be handed over to you!" And my happiness!

"Okay, brother." The monk responded nervously.

…

Along with the watermelon seeds, there are also two northern beads. They are medium-sized, shiny and shiny, and they are very beautiful. They are also equipped with some ordinary pearls, but they are all round and beautiful.

That's it, it took Yun Yan more than three hundred rounds, but he didn't feel any pain at all. If converted, such quality pearls are definitely not available at the same price in modern times.

After Yunyan got the Beizhu back, he ran to Panlou Street. The jewelry store there ordered two kinds of jewelry and asked them to design them. They made the two Beizhu and the small pearl separately, and then paid a deposit. .

Gold and silver production is quite mature in this era, and the artisans have a good aesthetics, so Yun Yan feels relieved after listening to the general plan.

Today was the agreed date for picking up the goods. Yun Yan returned from the Daxiangguo Temple and went straight to the jewelry shop on Panlou Street.

When the shopkeeper saw Yun Yan back, he also took out his things and put them in two wooden boxes. The one on the left was made for Zheng Ping. It was made into a necklace with a silver pendant inlaid with pearls in the shape of a guts. The huge Beizhu in the middle is the most glamorous and eye-catching.

They are only wound, and do not need to be fixed such as perforations. If they are worn on the body, they will even slightly sway in the hollow filigree, especially the large Beizhu. However, it is conceivable that the luster of the shaking will shine on the face, which will be very beautiful.

Yun Yan looked back and could see that the craftsmen had definitely put their heart into it, not to mention anything else, this filigree craft is definitely worthy of Beizhu. Since this craftsmanship, most of it has been monopolized by the royal family.

Yun Yanhui opened another wooden box, which contained a hairpin with three-dimensional embossed flowers entwined with branches. The North Pearl was inlaid on the top, and it was also shaky, but it would not fall. This one is more youthful than the neckwear, which is exactly what Shuangyi made.

"Troubled," Yun Yan said softly back, put the two wooden boxes away, and paid the remaining money from the shopkeeper.

At this time, Yun Yan heard someone calling him, "Brother Yan."

He listened to the sound coming from above, and when he looked up, he was actually standing on the stairs on the second floor, a lady beckoning to him.

Yun Yan walked back to the bottom of the stairs and raised her head to sing, because this lady is not someone else, but Zhao Yunchu's mother, the eighth princess.

The princess smiled and said: "What a coincidence, Brother Yan, are you here to make jewelry for your mother-in-law?"

Yun Yan replied: "Exactly, the trustee brought Beizhu back from the Liao country before and gave Aniang and A sister jewelry." He also opened the two wooden boxes and gave the princess an appreciation not too far away. .

The princess nodded lightly, "Yes, the shape is exquisite, and the pearls match well."

Since even the princess said that, it was obvious that it was indeed a good craft, and Yun Yan was very happy back.

"Brother Yan is really interested." The princess was very emotional. Like her sons, who thought of giving her jewelry, and the craftsman was so careful, it must have been specially ordered by Yan Ge.

Yun Yan was silly at her when he returned.

"Actually, I still have something to worry about here," Wang Hao suddenly frowned, "Brother Yan, you are close to my Xiaolang, do you know what happened to him lately? Except for going to Shang Dynasty and Yamen, come back. It's just being unhappy, shutting himself up in the room, looking like something worried."

Yun Yan replied: "Uh..."

The princess leaned on the railing and thought in a daze, "Could it be that which girl you like and fall ill with lovesickness?"

Yun Yan replied: "..."

I have to say that a woman's sixth sense is surprisingly accurate. Although Zhao Yunchu is not a girl, she is indeed troubled by feelings!

Originally wanted to deal with it coldly, but because of the Zhonggu problem, cold processing was impossible, and Yun Yan also found it difficult to return, so he hesitated for many days and did not dare to go to Zhao Yunchu, Zhao Yunchu also came to him.

Now hearing what the princess said, Yun Yan had to sigh back: "I'll go see him."

The princess smiled at him, "I have troubled you over there, he has always listened to you."

…

It would be nice if Zhao Yunchu was also very obedient in this matter.

Yun Yan stood outside Zhao Yunchu's room back, thinking about this, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Xiaochu, open the door, it's me."

After a long while, there was no response. When Yun Yan almost thought that no one was there, Zhao Yunchu's voice came out dullly, "What's the matter..."

"Aren't you opening the door?" Yun Yan guessed back. Maybe Zhao Yunchu was not too embarrassed to see him, and understandable, "Forget it, I can just say that."

Listening to Zhao Yunchu's previous voice, you can feel that he should be behind the door.

Anyway, there was no one around. Yun Yan turned his back to the door, and while noticing that no one was approaching, he said: "I'll just say it straight. We grew up together since we were young. You may have trouble with me. Some strange ideas. But that’s because you’re still young, you don’t have a deep understanding of **** in adolescence, or because of the surrounding environment, such as your third brother, the orientation is also a bit hazy, and some understanding is wrong. Emotion."

Yun Yan said it very implicitly and euphemistically, and even concealed many key words, but the meaning was quite obvious.

At this moment, he heard a loud sob suddenly coming from behind the door.

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Yun Yan returned dryly and said: "Of course, I am not denying your feelings, nor that you should definitely like women. I think you are not wrong..."

Then Yun Yan heard a sound similar to a torn door. He felt that with his understanding of Zhao Yunchu, this might be Zhao Yunchu's expression of puzzlement-nothing wrong?

Yun Yan lowered his head and said: "But you are still young and have not yet been crowned. I support you to regard it as an interesting thing when you were a young adult. When you think about it in the future, it may be funny, maybe aftertaste, but it's all over. At that time, you, me, or Zheng Ling, we could still have a drink together."

The meaning is also very clear. Whether Zhao Yunchu likes men or women in the future, Yun Yan can support him, but they can’t. If Zhao Yunchu is willing to let go, then everyone will continue to be friends, but like Zheng Ling’s pure friendship. .

On the contrary, Yun Yanhui didn't make it clear. If you don't want to, you can only end here with great regret, and time will also smooth everything out.

Inside the door, Zhao Yunchu squatted by the door, buried his head deeply, and did not speak for a long time.

Yun Yanhui waited outside for a long time, but didn't hear the answer, "I'll go back first, think about it for yourself."

Yun Yanhui just walked out a few steps when the door was opened. Zhao Yunchu stood inside with his hand holding the door, his expression was calm, but his red eyes revealed his previous emotions.

It may be an illusion, but Yun Yan replied that Zhao Yunchu seemed to be a lot more stable suddenly. Maybe it was because his expression was too calm now, and with Zhao Yunchu's height, Yun Yanhui always felt a little oppressive, which made him very uncomfortable. At ease.

Zhao Yunchu's eyes and Yun Yan looked back at each other for a while, then dropped, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, you are right, I'm still young now..."

Yun Yan breathed a sigh of relief in return, "Yes, yes, you are still young, and you will understand when you grow up-are you okay?"

He was a little worried whether his words were still not tactful enough, after all, he didn't have much experience in this area. Although Zhao Tiantian was really obedient, he still felt a little wrong.

Zhao Yunchu hid half of his face in the shadow behind the door, "Something is wrong, I want to cry for a few days before I can recover. So, Brother Yan, I won't send you off."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Oh, that makes sense.

The state of the broken-hearted person is not right and normal. It is not too much to cry for a while, but as the person who rejected others, Yun Yan felt that everything he said was a little inappropriate, so he nodded embarrassingly and said nothing. To leave.