Outside the city, in the bedroom, Xu Hao stroked Xiao Yuying's delicate body and closed his eyes to rest.

"This year, a thousand acres of dry land have been flattened in the village and are preparing to plant cotton. What do you think?" Xiao Yuying said while pulling the man's big hand back to his body.

"Cotton?" Xu Hao was a little surprised. Cotton was probably introduced to my country from the Middle East during the Southern Song Dynasty. In the Yuan Dynasty, cotton was regarded as the leader of the summer tax. The Ming Dynasty also vigorously collected cotton cotton cloth, and cotton had too many effects.

Unlike the introduction of high-yield crops such as corn into the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the government attached great importance to them in the early Ming Dynasty and had been vigorously promoting them to encourage people to plant cotton, and cotton was available in almost any area.

Cotton is a drought-resistant crop, and villagers need to plant it on a large scale, which is probably related to the textile industry with increasing yields. The increasing demand for raw materials has made the villagers begin to have an economic awareness, and Xu Hao is very happy.

What’s even happier is that Xiao Yuying actually knew cotton well. It seems that she was thinking about it. “The flower seed oil squeezed from cotton seeds can be eaten, lighted up the lights, lubricated trucks, water wheels, spinning wheels, and women can also apply it on their heads. You don’t know that most women have small cloth oil cakes in their dressing boxes, so is flower seed oil for emergencies.”

Xu Hao smiled and said, "I don't know, and I don't know what oil you hide, so lubricated."

"Bah!" Xiao Yuying blushed. She was about to dodge and was pulled over by a man. Hu Tian and Hu got up early in the morning.

A new restaurant has been opened in the village recently. The authentic white meat is roasted with fire. The white meat is pork. The pot is supported at the door, and the square white meat is neatly arranged in the pot. The aroma of the boiled broth can overflow the entire village.

Xu Hao sat outside, and the guy cut the fire with a knife, put it in a large sea bowl, put a layer of thinly sliced ​​white meat on it, sprinkle with green onion and garlic, and pour it on with hot broth.

The villagers also like this kind of food with strong Northwest characteristics. They are full of energy when they eat a bowl of farm work in the morning.

Today, Xiaojia Village has undergone extremely eye-catching changes. Asphalt pavements are paved on both main streets, and most of the other roads are paved with bluestone slabs, making every household's house better.

The road is naturally paid by the Xu family. The wealth in the village has attracted many outsiders to settle down here, and their population has also grown rapidly.

There are more than a dozen wineries, teahouses and restaurants in one street, unlike before, only one or two. In addition, there are north-south goods shops, pickle shops, sesame oil shops and medicine shops. On the other street, two new silk shops and shops specializing in selling fragrant panicles, tooth powder and toothpaste and various spices.

Everyone in the village would say hello to Xu Hao intimately. According to the old rules, the white meat was cooked and eaten casually this morning, and the happy shopkeeper and the friend couldn't stop.

After having a delicious breakfast, Xu Hao planned to go to the village's tribe school to take a look. The school can accommodate nearly a thousand people. Not only the children of the Xu family, but also the children within a radius of hundreds of miles can come to study for free, and the expenses are all paid from the tribute fields. Xiao Yuying and Xiao Yushi are responsible for managing the fields.

The students were divided into classes according to their age. There were a total of more than a dozen gentlemen and ten interns from Liaodong University, and they offered subjects such as geography and history. Of course, the mainstream was always the Four Books and Five Classics.

Walking in the spacious and bright corridor, listening to the tribesmen telling interesting stories in the school. What’s interesting is that Xue Wen’s son Xue Ji is also studying in the school. His husband is a stubborn old scholar and is the most harsh to his disciples. If he has any mistakes or negligence, he will be beaten.

As the saying goes, like a father, like a son. Xue Ji was beaten several times in a row, but he was so angry that he remembered the past that his mother told him.

My husband is in his fifties, but his hair and beard are white. During the exam, he heard that the new master in the county was a young Jinshi. He loved young people and thought that they were old. Even if they were not well-versed in writing, they thought that young people were worthy of cultivation and were always at the forefront. Even if the old people were famous scholars, they should try not to wait.

I miss my husband's hair and beard, for fear that if I get low in the rankings, it will not only ruin my reputation. It will also be troublesome if I don't have to take the imperial examination, so I want to find some medicine to dye my hair. After taking Polygonum multiflorum several times, I have no effect.

Xue Ji was like his father, and he was full of conscience. He ran to say, "My father has the best black whisker medicine."

The gentleman asked, "How did you know?"

"Sir, do I think my father's beard is black? I've been tired and white as an official." Xue Ji gestured his naked chin. "I often see him packing some medicine before going to bed at night. After the night, he got up early the next day and became black."

The gentleman was very happy and said, "Then please invite your father to come here, I have something to say."

Xue Ji said: "My father has been too busy recently. There are so many things at home. I asked my mother to ask for some to send her to the teacher."

"Well, don't forget." The gentleman nodded.

As a result, Xue Ji also picked the phoenix flower and mashed the alum like mud, wrapped it in paper and sent it to him, and lied: "My mother said, this medicine is shameless, so you can't open it and look. Before going to bed, wrap it on your beard and it will turn black tomorrow."

The poor gentleman is a sincere person. He believed it to be true. He secretly wore a secret place in the house at night, and even his temples were covered with bags. He could wear hats on other parts and slept beautifully.

The next day, I opened the handkerchief in front of the mirror and saw it. I was shocked. Not only did my mouth turn red, my temples and the parts on my face turn red, and I almost became a Vulcan god.

When his daughter saw it, she said, "Who is teasing Daddy with the nail-dying impotence flowers?"

"Oh!" The gentleman knew that he had been fooled by Xue Ji, and he was going to take the exam the next day. He was so anxious that he quickly rubbed it with soap. But he became more and more red as he washed it. There was no way. He asked someone to go to the county to say that he was sick and would take the exam next month.

Like the teachers of the Imperial College, the teacher did not dare to go out. He hid at home for more than half a month and missed a month of classes.

The husband arrived at the school with a lot of anger and was about to punish Xue Ji in the classroom. Xue Ji said calmly: "I have not violated the rules of my studies, why did you hit me?"

The gentleman said angrily: "Why are you so bad at such a young age? What medicine do you use to coax me?"

Xue Ji said innocently: "How dare I lie to the gentleman? My mother packed the medicine that day and told me to put it on the table. My stomach hurts and was afraid that the gentleman would wait too late, so she hurriedly took it and ran away. Unexpectedly, she took the wrong one in a panic and took the flower liquid for my sister's nail dyeing. When I got back, the girl asked me to come, but I found that the black medicine was wrapped on the table.

I wanted to send it to my husband's house again, but I was young and lived in the city. The sky gradually became darker, but my sister was so angry that she snatched the medicine bag and threw it on the ground and slashed it. I asked my mother for some medicine, and I took it to the school the next day to the teacher, but my mother said it was gone. The next day I heard that my husband was sick, so how dare I tease you? I was scolded by the girl at home for two days and said that she had lost her flowers.

After hearing this, Xu Hao said for a long time: "This guy is a talented man. He is a good guy. Not only does he not want to be accepted, but he also has the intention of taking credit after making excuses. I said why did Xue Wen have to send his son here?"

The tribe members smiled and said, "Xue Ji is the most naughty in school. If he can use it in his study, his future may be limitless. Unfortunately."

Unfortunately, Xue Ji didn't like to study, so Xue Wen was very disappointed. No matter how you beat or scolded her, it didn't work. Xu Hao knew very well.

At that time, the husband saw Xue Ji's speech with a grievance, and he was very organized, and he was half-believing and half-doubted. Moreover, he asked a child for medicine, but he was a little confused and was lucky enough to avoid it.

Xu Rong's son Xu Dang is seven years old this year and is in the same class as Xue Ji. One day, he didn't memorize the book and was beaten by his husband ten times. Xue Ji was also beaten a few times.

At noon, the husband and his classmates went to the cafeteria to have dinner, but they were not allowed to eat. Xu Duan, who was hungry, muttered and scolded, "My mother is reluctant to hit me, but the husband is so painful."

Xue Ji said, "If you scold him, he can't hear it. How can you vent your anger? I have an idea to avenge this. You found two big needles and inserted them on the mat where he sat. Wait until he sat down to avenge our butts."

Xu Dang shook his head and said, "It's good, but we are the only ones here. If we check it out, we are either you or me. We're beaten up again, so I won't do it."

Xue Ji said, "You know I hate him the most. He is a hero who works as a hero. You write a post saying that Xue Ji poked the gentleman with a needle. I will be beaten up and I will not bother you."

"Okay!" Xu Dang ran out happily, asked for two needles, inserted them on the mat, and wrote the post underneath.

After dinner, the gentleman brought the students back. It was hot at this time. He was wearing a single dress and sat on the chair. The two big needles were instantly poked in half. The pain made the gentleman scream and jumped up. He quickly pulled out the needle, covered his buttocks and picked up the mat and took a look. The post said that Xue Ji poked the gentleman with the needle.

Then the gentleman's new and old hatred turned green, and he asked Xue Ji to step forward and said furiously: "You beast, you don't read books well, and you will do these bad things."

Xue Ji shouted: "So many disciples, why do you mean me?"

The gentleman picked up the post to show him and said angrily: "Your name is written on it. Who else can you be if you are not?"

Xue Ji cried, "I'm a little stupid and can't study. When they see that their husband often hit me, they deliberately teased me. If it was really my fault, would they dare to write the name on it?"

Huh? The gentleman thought what he said made sense, so he asked everyone to check the handwriting and found out that it was done by Xu Duan.

Xu Dang hurriedly shouted: "It's not me, it was Xue Ji who asked me to do it."

Xue Ji shouted, "I'm so stupid? If I asked you to do it, why would you ask you to write my name? By the way, you were flipping around in the husband's seat before. I thought you were looking for something, you were deliberately lying to me."

The gentleman said furiously: "This has nothing to do with Xue Ji. It is obviously Xu Zhuan, you beast. Because I beat you in the morning, you deliberately took this trick. You also wrote a post to make a fuss about others. You are so treacherous and hateful at such a young age."

Xu Duan cried with tears in his eyes, saying that he had wronged him, and repeatedly insisted that it was Xue Ji. The gentleman couldn't help but hesitate. After all, he knew his students. Xu Duan was an honest child and didn't know how to lie, while Xue Ji was a clever person. He was indispensable every time he teased people.

The intern in the classroom next door came over and said, "Sir, you will know who it is only after you investigate where the two needles come from."

The gentleman immediately asked Xue Ji, and Xue Ji said straightforwardly: "I don't know. Xu Duan said he wanted to go out and get back soon."

The gentleman sent someone to ask Xu Duan's book boy and returned and said, "Xu Duan said that Mr. wants needles and asked him to come from Aunt Li, the canteen."

The gentleman smiled and said, "Little beast, what else do you have to say?"

Xu Duan curled his lips and said, "It was Xue Ji who asked me to ask for it."

The gentleman said angrily: "You still dare to be cunning? Xue Ji asked you to eat shit, are you willing to eat it?"

After saying that, he forced Xu Duan to the table and beat him hard. Xu Duan was so painful that he cried and called his parents, and scolded his husband behind him for more than ten days.

After listening, Xu Hao looked inside through the window and saw Xue Ji, who was smart and frowning, sitting in the back row, holding a book in his hand, and following his classmates listlessly.

The nephew Xu Dang sat in the third row, watching the white-bearded and read aloud. Xu Hao was thinking about whether he should send his son over? After all, the child had to contact society. If he was sent, how should he choose a teacher?

After leaving school, I chose a teahouse to pass the time. In the afternoon, there were very few customers in the branch. The boss was not at home. The boss’s wife was looking after the stove in the backyard, and the daughter, the second girl, sat behind the counter.

Li Dong ordered a pot of chrysanthemum tea. Eryato was married at the age of 20 this year. She smiled sweetly at Xu Hao, brought the teapot happily, and poured the tea for herself, "I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't come to drink a bowl of tea every time I come back."

Xu Hao remembers that when he was a child, Erya always smiled like this, standing in front of the door and looking at them, sometimes she would come to play together, and smiled and said, "I will come often these days."

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Chapter completed!