Yang Xi put his son down and said, "Well, Mom, Zilu, let me leave you here. I have something to do with Xixuan."

"Go ahead."

When Yang Xi found Yang San, Yang San was reading the military books. Zhong Jin helped buy the military books. The military books he bought were all handwritten copies, and there were not many practical ones in them.

The imperial court did not allow the printing of military books and other books, and only handwritten copies were available among the private sector. The imperial court prohibited the sale of military books, but they were still available privately.

It's just that there are all kinds of folk military books and it's hard to find them. Zhong Jin spent a lot of effort to find two books.

Military generals' families have compiled military books, but it is a pity that the experience accumulated by military generals for generations has never been passed on to the outside world.

The imperial court also compiled military books and ancient military books, which were not allowed to be printed. They were all stored and stored, and only a few people could see them.

Yang San wanted to buy ancient books about military science, let alone think about it. The ancient books were in the hands of the aristocratic family, and every book was a treasure. Even if the family was in decline, the aristocratic family would not sell the books.

Yang San, "Sister, why are you standing at the door and not coming in?"

Yang Xi came back to his senses and asked, "How do you like reading the military book?"

Yang San put down the military book in his hand and stood up to pour water for his sister. "There is too little practical content in folk manuscripts, and it is not as practical as what my brother-in-law said."

Yang Xi took the cup and told about the Xu family's children.

Yang San immediately called Li Zheng, took out the money and handed it to Li Zheng, "Buy a few children and place them all in houses in the county."

Li Zheng took the money and said, "Yes."

Yang San rubbed his hands and said, "Sister, the Xu family will also leave a way out."

Yang Xi was speechless. She had tasted the sweetness from Zhou Bing, "Don't have too high hopes."

Yang San sat down and said, "The Xu family is just too honest."

Yang Xi, "Isn't it bad to be an honest businessman?"

Yang San chuckled, "Okay, of course."

When he succeeds, he naturally hopes that all businessmen will be as honest as the Xu family.

Li Zheng came back in the afternoon, and several children of the Xu family bought it.

During dinner, Zhou Yu asked, "When will you go and have a look?"

Yang San was not in a hurry, "Let them train in the county."

Zhong Yan's hand holding the food stopped, and he looked at the smiling Yang San from the corner of his eye. He didn't want to admit it, but Yang San was growing up too fast, and his methods and temperament were changing rapidly.

Zhong Yan's eyes fell on Zhou Yu and his wife. They taught Yang San very well.

The Zhou family is used to talking about things at the dinner table, and the children have been sent out to eat alone.

Ye and Miao didn't want to hear it, so they ate with the children.

Zhou Xiaomei stayed, did not express any opinions, but kept her ears open.

After the meal, Zhou Yu took Yang San away, and Zhong Yan no longer followed him to listen. Since giving Yang San a lecture alone, Zhou Bing and Zhong Xu no longer had the opportunity to listen.

Yang Xi took Zi Lu with her, and she returned to the East Courtyard to teach Zi Heng.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the autumn harvest season. The Zhou family's peanuts were not producing much oil, and there was finally news about the corn and other crops that the Yang Xi couple had been paying attention to.

A merchant who was familiar with Yang San brought back corn seeds.

Yang Xi and his wife looked at the corn seeds in silence. The corn kernels were not big and did not look like modern corn at all. The yield per mu was incomparable with modern improved varieties that have been optimized year by year. However, the yield was considered good in ancient times.

The imperial court did not bother to promote it. In ancient times, information was not circulated, and the people planted very little. For those in the south who were accustomed to eating rice, they planted even less.

The seeds brought by the merchants can be used to plant two acres of land, which is good.

Yang San had never eaten corn before, so he pinched the corn kernels and asked, "How do you eat this?"

Zhou Yu, "There are many ways to eat it, and corn stalks are also good feed."

Feed for horses costs too much money. Substituting it with corn straw can save a lot of money.

Yang San immediately grasped the key point, "Can horses eat it?"

This was Yang Xi's knowledge blind spot. She looked at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "It can be eaten, but it is best to feed it to horses after processing. Other livestock can also eat it."

Yang San smiled apologetically, "Brother-in-law, do you know how to deal with it?"

Zhou Yu stood up and said, "It's getting late, it's time for Zilu to take a nap."

Yang San, "..."

I'm so angry, my brother-in-law knows too many things, but he doesn't tell him, which makes him heartbroken.

Yang San looked at his sister and saw only her back, "!!"

Like my brother-in-law, my sister kept hanging him with a radish and only gave it to him but not to him to eat!

The couple returned to the east courtyard and first put Zilu to sleep for a nap. Yang Xi became curious and asked, "Do you still know how to feed?"

Zhou Yu never mentioned it to her!

Zhou Yu snorted, "My modern uncle produces feed. My uncle also has his own breeding farm. There are more than a dozen horses in the factory. The horses' feed is prepared by my uncle himself. I often ride horses there, and my uncle doesn't hide it either."

Privately, you will tell me everything I ask."

Yang Xi rarely heard Zhou Yu mention modern families. She could hear the nostalgia in his voice, and Zhou Yu still missed them in his heart.

Yang Xi held Zhou Yu's hand, and Zhou Yu smiled, "I'm fine."

Yang Xi asked, "Do you think we will go back?"

Zhou Yu was silent and then said, "Who knows."

Yang Xi suddenly said: "We are Xixuan's all-round plug-ins."

Zhou Yu chuckled, "Well, he can avoid many detours."

Yang Xi knows that troubled times are unstoppable. If Yang San can really succeed, I hope Yang San can end the troubled times soon.

Zhou Yu reached out to cover his wife's eyes and said, "Sleep."

Yang Xi suppressed her excitement and said, "Yeah."

In the blink of an eye, the autumn harvest in Shanghe Village was over, and the temperature did not change much. There was more autumn rain, not only in Ruizhou, but also in several nearby states.

The roads were muddy, so students came to school carrying their shoes and tying their pants to their calves to prevent them from getting dirty.

Girls can't be as convenient as boys. Not only are their shoes dirty every time, but their skirts are also covered in mud and water, and it's particularly uncomfortable when wrapped around their ankles.

Every time, I have to wait for the skirt to dry and then rub the mud off with my hands.

Wu Fangqing pouted, "When will this rain stop?"

Yang Xi was also worried, "I don't know."

The autumn rain in the south is not heavy, but it doesn't want to stop. The moisture is very serious. After I change my clothes at night, when I pick them up the next day, they are very damp, as if they have not been dried after washing.

The Zhou family had firewood sent by the Wu family. No matter how much they stored, they would eventually run out. The family had a large population and many rooms, so they had to burn firewood to get rid of the moisture. This resulted in not much firewood.

Wu Fangqing said, "Sir, Hu Jiao bought a thatched house in the village."

Yang Xi had known about it for a long time. Her mother-in-law and aunt went to Li Zheng's house from time to time, and they chatted very well with Mrs. Li Zheng. If she didn't come back after dinner, she must be at Li Zheng's house.

Wu Qianyi, "My sister and I went to see Hu Jiao. Her feet don't hurt anymore, but they are itchy and uncomfortable."

Yang Xi, "This is a good thing, her bones are growing."

Wu Fangqing's eyes were bright, "Sir, Hu Jiao still insists on embroidering despite being itchy. Her hands are so good, and the bamboo she embroiders is particularly beautiful."

Yang Xi smiled and said, "She is very powerful."

My little sister admired Hu Jiao, and when she went to see Hu Jiao, she thought about teaching embroidery. After asking Hu Jiao, she taught Hu Jiao embroidery. She said that Hu Jiao was very talented.
Chapter completed!