Chapter 14 Breeding is Very Important (2)

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  Zhang Sun Wu has been busy these days, fortunately the locusts have been brought under control and the refugees are starting to return home one after another. The 600-li urgent message that the locusts can be eaten has been spread out, and the pressure on his head has been greatly reduced.

  "Madam, at today's meal, why didn't we see Chong'er?" Zhangsun Wuji still did not know that Zhangsun Chong had gone to the villa and had been very busy recently, so he was a bit relaxed about his son for this period of time.

  Dong Shi was helping her grandson Wuji take off his clothes, and smiled as she said: "Chong'er has become sensible, knowing he can't help with the household chores. I don't know where he got some rice seeds from, but he's preparing to personally try planting them, and has already gone to Chang'an to become a small farmer."

  Chang Sun Wuji was taken aback, really a bit unbelievable, Duan Shi said it was his son, to know that in the past he was the one who took the money, to Chang'an City's wine houses, brothels to redeem people! He had long been the laughing stock of Chang'an City, and had been ridiculed by his colleagues for this.

  Dong Shi saw that Zhang Sun Wu was skeptical and laughed, saying: "Old master, don't be unbelieving, I think Chong Er changed a lot after being beaten by those little rascals from the Cheng family last time. Not only is he kind to his younger siblings, but he also helped you come up with a way to deal with the locusts. Now, who knows where he got it from, but he's brought back some rice seeds to share your worries! Whether it works or not, we can't ignore our son's good intentions!"

  Chang Sun Wu Jin indeed felt that his son was more sensible than before, going out to play was fine, as long as he didn't go to brothels or get into fights, it was better than anything else. After a while, they would bring him back and teach him well, this eldest son was the face of the Chang Sun family after all!

  If a child born out of wedlock is absurd and has no significance, but if the eldest son does so, not only will he lose face and be ridiculed by others, but also the entire family's fate will be doomed in his hands.

  "Hmm, have someone send a message to him, saying that every five days, he needs to return with a poem. If he slacks off in his studies, then hurry him back." Changsun Wuji said, although it's said that he's going to the countryside estate, as the eldest son, only knowing how to farm is not enough.

  Dong's wife immediately said: "You just know how to bully your son, he is so young, where can he make up poem?"

  Chang Sun took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was the "Sympathy for Farmers" written by Chang Sun that day. This poem was well-written, although simple and straightforward, it vividly described the hardships of farmers, advising people to cherish food and not waste the blood and sweat of farmers.

  Duan's wife took a look, her mouth slightly agape in surprise, and asked: "Is this really something our son did?" Duan's wife was also a woman of considerable talent, so she could naturally tell at a glance whether the poem was good or not.

  Chang Sun Wuji nodded and said: "It was written by the son himself. Look at this font, I have never seen it before, and it has a unique style."

  Dong Shi looked and thought of a printing house in his family, and asked softly: "Sir, you see that the horizontal, flat, vertical and straight are much easier to engrave than other fonts."

  Zhangsun Wuji considered it from a calligraphic perspective, while Dou Shi, who controlled the family's financial resources, approached it from a practical application perspective.

  "Madam said that when I'm gone, you should have a good talk with that young fellow!" Zhangsun Wuji deeply agreed. Since ancient times, fonts have been named after surnames, such as Yan font, Liu font. If our own young son creates a very practical and beautiful font, it would be called "Zhangsun font", which would be a treasure of the Chinese nation, renowned for centuries!

  Chang Sun had already been remembered by Chang Sun Wuji, but he was completely unaware of this. In the middle of the night, he woke up thirsty, went to find water to drink, and incidentally lit an oil lamp to take a look at the rice seeds that were soaking in the next room to see if they had sprouted!

  Wow! It really lives up to the name "Super Rice", it's already started sprouting. I'll check the water temperature, just right, slightly relieved, back to bed to continue sleeping.

  Although he knew that Chang Sun Wuji and Dou Shi truly loved him, but compared to living with his parents from the previous life, he still hoped to be with them, so he wanted to work hard and find more antiques to reunite with his parents.

  Little steamed buns, little dumplings, sleeping on the other side of Zhang Sun's room, two half-grown girls, just at the age of loving sleep, snoring softly, with saliva still at the corners of their mouths. I took a glance and helped them cover themselves with a quilt.

  The next morning, Zhangsun washed and dressed, then went next door to take a look. The sprout had already grown half a centimeter long.

  "Da Zhu, Er Zhu, come with me to plant the seedlings!" Zhang Sun ordered Da Zhu and Er Zhu to carry the large wooden basin filled with rice seedlings to the half-acre field that had been prepared yesterday.

  Little Baozi asked with a frown: "Young Master, you haven't had breakfast yet!"

  "Wait until I'm done before eating! You guys go ahead and eat, don't wait for me." Zhang Sun was worried that the seedlings would grow too long and might break when they were transplanted, how could he have an appetite to eat?

  Chang Sun Chong poured out the water from the large basin, then took a small basin and scooped up some rice seeds. He lightly scattered a thin layer onto yesterday's carefully prepared paddy field.

  Dazhu and Erzhu were both martial artists, with a model to learn from, and they actually scattered more evenly than Zhangsun Chong.

  Chang Sun Chong took a look and finished pouring one basin, then let Da Zhu and Er Zhu take over, knowing how to use people well!

  Spread the good seeds, and to protect them well, sift out some fine soil from the side and spread it over the seeds. So far, half of the basic breeding has been completed, just waiting for the seeds to grow.

  According to the planting details, it will take about half a month to complete the breeding and then transplant to larger fields, with each plant spaced 30-40 cm apart.

  Cannot put too many rice seedlings, because super rice has 6 to 8 branches per plant, putting too many will lead to more tillers, which is not conducive to growth and management.

  Yang Da Mo brought his son over to help, but unexpectedly, the young master had already finished planting.

  Yang Dama took his son back, found someone to help Zhangsun Chong plow the fields near the riverbank, remove the weeds on top, and according to Zhangsun Chong's request, pick out the grass roots and break up the large clods of mud.

  Chang Sun Chong had nothing to do every day, so he took out the books prepared for him by Tou Shi. These were what he should have learned in school on ordinary days. To get along in the Tang Dynasty, one naturally had to follow the rules of the Tang Dynasty and learn some classical literature, which was the proper thing to do.

  Chang Sun Chong was previously a young master who didn't study diligently, but he is extremely familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, having read them several times, and basically understands them.

  It's all thanks to the efforts of Grandpa Changsun and Grandma, both professors of classical Chinese literature. When I was young, I didn't like to recite poems or ancient texts because I wanted to play, so I often got beaten. Now, Changsun is extremely grateful.

  Dong Shi had her personal maid Mei Li come over to pass on the message, and also brought some pastries from Chang'an City for Zhangsun Chong.

  "Big Sister Mei, how did you come?" Little Baozi spoke quickly and had a chubby face, was very cute, and got along well with everyone in the mansion.

  Mei Li looked at the desolate villa and was puzzled in her heart. Why would Young Master like to come to this place?

  "Madam asked me to pass on a message." Mei Li came in, saw Xiao Baozi and Xiao Mantou doing needlework, but didn't see Zhang Sun Chong. "Where's Young Master? Didn't Madam say that you two should not leave Young Master's side?"

  Xiao Baozi, Xiao Mantou quickly put down the needle and thread in their hands and said: "Dazhu Ge, Erzhu Ge, follow Young Master! Young Master said that they are fertilizing the fields now, it's smelly, don't let us pass."

  Merry laughed as soon as she heard it and said: "Oh, I see! Looking at your tender appearance, I knew that the rural water and soil nourish people."

  "Mary sister, you drink tea, I go ask young master!" Little Baozi sees Mary's calm face and changes the subject.

  Mei Li waved her hand and let someone put things on the table. She said, "Why don't we go together? I haven't been to the countryside for a long time either."

  Xiao Baozi and Xiao Mantou took Mei Li to the riverbank. Mei Li saw twenty or thirty people busy in the fields, but didn't see Zhang Sun Chong anywhere, so she looked around everywhere.

  "Where's Master?" Mary asked.

  The little bun pointed at a fat man wearing a blue coarse linen garment and said, "The one wearing blue clothes is the young master!"

  Mei Li covered her cherry-like mouth in surprise, unable to speak for a long time. The fat man wearing a straw hat, holding a hoe, with the back of his blue coarse linen shirt soaked with sweat, and his pants legs rolled up, who was using the hoe to strike the soil, was actually the young master who used to be lazy and idle?