This is a reed house, with a large pond next to it. It can be seen that in addition to irrigating surrounding fields, the pond is mainly used to raise fish. This reed house is for guarding or living.

The reed house owner's family business may have been prosperous for a while. This reed house belongs to the higher-level "popping house" type. It has five beams in the middle, and the four sides and roof are arranged neatly, and the reeds are woven strongly. This kind of reed house can be soaked in water for a short time and will not be damaged for a hundred years.

The houses weaving reeds on Huai have always been famous, especially in Huai'an, where reeds, catkins and willows are extremely prosperous, and there are a large number of households that weaving for a living.

"The people of Huai have built reeds to make houses, and they are all poor families, and there is also a difference between fine and roughness. A district in the garden is imitated, which is like a painting. Xu Taishou Tong and guarded Huai, loved it. After he returned, he imitated it and called it: Huai House."

However, all this became the past. The reed house in front of me was scattered on all sides, and weeds were growing around me. The owner had long disappeared. Perhaps the dry bone that I accidentally saw in a certain place was the owner of everything in front of me.

The reed house pond is more than ten feet away from the river bank, and a dry and hard dirt road extends to a small village in the distance. Yang He raised his eyes and looked at him, and there was no sign of human being there.

Looking at the area around the village, there were originally fields, but weeds were overgrown, and it was obviously abandoned for a long time.

It is terrible to be in such a plain in troubled times. Not to mention the large number of thieves and rioters, they are small groups of bandits, and they will be able to conquer Zhuangzi at any time and take the lives of the whole village.

So we gather villages and villages, merge villages one by one, and then work together to build village walls and train village heroes, and look at everything outside the village vigilantly and indifferently.

This kind of small villager is either captured or given up voluntarily.

Yang He entered the reed house to check it out. It was full of holes, weeds and garbage everywhere, and some scattered furniture was piled with thick dust.

There was an indescribable strange smell in the air. What made Yang He frown was that he saw a pile of white bones inside, and a few moldy and dark blood-stained cloth. Obviously, some kind of tragic story happened.

But what made Yang He a little happy was that he found a relatively complete pottery jar and several broken bowls next to the stove, which could be used to make soup and drink.

He could no longer walk to the village. His younger brother and sister urgently needed food, so he could drink some hot water. He felt weak and powerless, and was extremely hungry. A stream of sour water rolled up from his stomach, making all his internal organs uncomfortable.

Yang He was already feeling dizzy. The sour water on him made people feel pain in his heart and eyes, and it made people feel weak in their bodies. In most of his later generations, he was considered a luxury, but he didn't expect that he would taste hungry for the first time when he came to this world.

Yang He took out the pottery jar and prepared to go to the river to clean and fill water. The water in the pond had become stagnant water, emitting a fishy and unpleasant smell, which could not be drunk or cleaned.

He has also seen this area. Most of the river sections are depressions, with poor drainage and severe flooding, and have become saline-alkali land, which the locals call the radial land.

This kind of land cannot grow crops. A county magistrate in Lianshui in the Qing Dynasty once lamented that Lianshui, which was originally a land of fish and rice, became an extremely poor county where "all fields are repelled and all kinds of bay are everywhere."

This is the result of unfavorable drainage and irrigation. This is the case with Huaian Prefecture and Fengyang Prefecture. It has heavy rain and heavy water, light rain and light water, and no rain and drought.

However, because of the high salt content of saline, most of the plants that can grow have medicinal and edible value. Yang He had seen some edible wild vegetables and weeds, several of which contain certain essential amino acids, vitamins and minerals, and can be harvested for consumption later.

Taking his younger brother and sister and a pottery jar, Yang He came to the riverside, but he was not at ease to leave the two children in the reed house.

This Sui River is severely dry and exposed large areas of river beaches, but there are still a lot of water flowing in the middle of the river.

Seeing that there are traces of abandonment by the river, if the organization is effective, at least the fields by the river can be irrigated. However, this requires a very strong irrigation system, which is difficult to achieve by relying on the ability of each village and one household. This is also the fragility of the small peasant economy in ancient times.

Yang He tugs some weeds and washes the pottery cups hard. When he is cleaning, his younger brother and sister are waiting obediently.

The place where Yanghe cleans is a large rocky beach. The water flows in front of you, but there is a muddy mudflat on the side.

After taking off his shoes and walking to the mudflat, Yang He reached out to touch, touching a fish egg, touching a fish, and then putting it into a pottery pot, which made his sister Ying'er clapping from time to time: "Brother is so great."

Yang He smiled. The folk proverb said it well, "Thousand-year-old grass seeds and ten thousand years of fish." Even in severe drought, fish eggs can survive for a long time. Some fish know to drill into the moist underground soil during drought and wait until it rains before coming out.

After cleaning the fish that had been touched, dissected with a small dagger on his waist, and filling it with a can of clear water, Yang He took his younger brother and sister back to the reed house. He then took the two of them to look for wild vegetables in the saline-alkali land not far away, and they harvested a lot, especially yellow beard and shepherd's purse.

Yang He poured some water from the pottery jar to wash wild vegetables, his younger brother Yang Qian helped, and his younger sister Ying'er sensible hit Yang He's shoulders.

Then he washed the broken dishes, put the wild vegetables into the clay pot, pulled out a pile of dried thatch, and put the clay pot into the stove.

In the middle, Yang He used a long knife to chop a table on the ground with two legs missing. A few pieces of firewood were placed in the stove to build a simple and practical support frame to keep the clay pot stable, and the rest were used for burning fire.

Finally, Yang He took out his scythe, took out the flint, turtle and other items inside.

This fire sickle has been hanging around his waist, and it is like a sachet purse hanging around his waist, with flint, turtle velvet, and fire steel.

His scythe is exquisite. The leather mouth is embedded with iron blocks, which are magnetic. The mouth can be sealed automatically when not in use. The ropes on the scythe are even worn with agate hanging decorations. The fire steel is also strong and is curved into the shape of a sickle, engraved with patterns such as Qilin fire spitting. Even the turtle velvet is carefully selected as a tender leaves of mugwort.

I took some tinder floe strips and wrapped them on the flint, and scratched them twice on the fire steel. The floe strips immediately turned red.

When Yanghe blew, the floes burned.

Put the burning flocs into the dry thatch that was prepared in the stove early, slowly add firewood, and soon the fire in the stove will burn.

"Wow."

Seeing the fire on the stove burning, my sister Ying'er clapped her hands happily.

"You can eat it after a while."

Yang He smiled and touched his arms again. There were some fine silver and a small bag of fine salt. Other things were on the side of the book Tong Minister Yang. However, the two were separated in the previous battle.

"I don't know how he is doing?"

Thinking of his book boy, Minister Yang, Yang He was secretly worried.

The two grew up together. Although they were named master and servant, they were actually brothers. Yang He always regarded him as his younger brother.

"Young Master, I am well-read about the books of sages. I feel that the name Dayong is a bit rustic?"

"Du? Then let's call you minister, you're always generous, right?"

Thinking that something might happen to him and never see him again, Yang Henei couldn't help but feel aching.

...

Firewood was burning, occasionally making a light "slap" sound. Some cold wind poured in from the gaps in the reed house, causing the flames to sway from time to time. Half of Yang He's face was reflected in the light and darkness.

It is not far from the Frost. Although the lunar calendar is only mid-September, the solar calendar is already late October. Even in the afternoon, the wind blowing on the body feels quite chill.

Add firewood from time to time to time to clean up the things on Yang He.

A student license was folded and placed in his arms, which was a certificate of Yang He's fame.

With this, you can wear a blue shirt and be exempted from labor service. If you see a county magistrate, you should not kneel down. If you encounter a county magistrate, you can report to the county magistrate. After each child is admitted to the scholar, the Ministry of Rites or Confucianism will issue such a license.

"Li, the main hall of Confucianism in Luyi County, is for the purpose of issuing a license: I have found that there is a student of Luyi, Yang He, who is a student with a good character, honest and honest, and has outstanding academic achievements. He is a student who can be selected as a student. In addition to the details of the booking, please register with the consulting department, and first issue the student to receive the license. Yang He, who is seventeen years old, is from Luyi, lives in Yangzhuang. Three generations: great-grandfather, his ancestor's order, his father's letter. He is the right person to accept Yang He. On the sixth day of the 13th year of Chongzhen, he is given Confucianism."

A piece of rough edged paper with two red seal characters and seal characters on it.

This is the symbol of Yang He's glory, a seventeen-year-old scholar, a first-class student, and a dietary allowance for officials.

However, the student license will not be displayed for others to watch. Just like the difference between the ID card and the household registration book in later generations, people generally express their identity as apart from their clothes, clothing, are tooth cards and waist cards.

Yang He also hung his own waist sign around his waist, with jade as a core, ebony wrapped around the edges, and carved with patterns.

In addition to writing your own name and identity, the waist card also has two seal characters "Ancient meaning", which looks simple and unique.

The last important thing is the saber on your body.

The blade is more than three feet long, and the handle is one foot, which is easy to hit with both hands. The entire knife is made of fine steel. Due to the continuous forging and tempering, the blade shows a flaky texture and slightly curved shape. The shape of the whole knife is beautiful and sharp.

Judging from the metallic luster on the blade, Yang He estimated that the material of the entire blade was close to high-carbon steel, and it was considered a magic weapon at this time.

Not only that, there are threads in front and back of the handle, which can be screwed into a long handle and used as a seven-foot long knife.

In fact, Yang He's knife has such a long handle, made of cooked copper, and can be taken as a stick on weekdays. Because the battle was not long ago, the book boy, Minister Yang, was dispersed.
Chapter completed!