It rains in Xiaoxiang at night, the golden breeze is gentle, and the leaves of the sycamore trees fall.
Lying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, it is as beautiful as a song, as comfortable as poetry, like flowing clouds and flowing water, or the whispers between lovers.
Shrouded in smoke and clouds, the paths are red and sparse, the fields are fragrant and green, and the orioles are hidden in the green leaves.
Wang Zhi was very happy.
The weather that had been dry for a long time finally turned gloomy.
After the rain, the earth was already hungry and thirsty, greedily absorbing water.
The river that was about to dry up gradually returned to its original water level.
In a while, it will be the autumn harvest.
It rains at this time, which is really timely.
Although Wang Zhi invented the bobbin cart, which can irrigate farmland, it is not as good as nature's watering.
"This year's harvest should be pretty good."
Wang Zhi secretly thought that the original drought was solved by himself, and now the first autumn rain has ushered in, which has severely solved the drought.
It is very timely for crops.
With good wishes, Wang Zhi fell into a beautiful sleep.
When Wang Zhi woke up, it was still raining, so he simply stopped getting up.
There really was no place to train in rainy weather, and morning classes were also stopped because there was no extra room.
"It seems that we need to build a classroom and a practice room."
As a martial artist, it is necessary to train frequently.
Moreover, Wang Zhi does not want to stop taking classes to learn literacy.
But forget it now, the conditions haven’t been met yet, let’s wait until I become the Marquis.
Wang Zhi was very happy when he thought of the branches and leaves of potatoes starting to turn yellow.
This was a sign that the potatoes were mature.
This autumn rain came just in time to make the potatoes grow bigger.
When the leaves turn yellow, they can be harvested.
"How about we let Yuzhang check his tone first?"
Wang Zhi said to himself as he looked at the potato seedlings swaying in the wind and rain.
Although I have the powerful weapon of Potato, I can't hold it by myself, so I just rush to the imperial city.
I guess I was kicked by the guards before I even entered, so I still need someone to introduce me.
Among the important people Wang Zhi knows now, one is Princess Yuzhang, and the other is Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin.
Although he had a business relationship with Cheng Yaojin, Wang Zhi still preferred Yuzhang's side.
However, in a few days, the family can send one over first.
Wang Zhi didn’t believe that they would still be so calm when they dug up the soil and saw the potatoes.
After being dry for so long, now that the autumn rain has arrived, there is a lot of joy outside.
Wang Zhi can even hear the cheers of the mountains.
Wang Zhi seemed to be doing nothing all day long.
He felt in a good mood when he saw the raindrops.
The spider web-like raindrops covered the entire sky and the earth.
When Wang Zhi woke up the next day, he found that it was still raining, but it was no longer raindrops, but large raindrops.
It seemed that the rain was stronger.
With nothing to do at home, Wang Zhi found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had prepared for Wang Li to study with, and prepared to slowly write down the useful things in his memory.
Last time, he only remembered a little bit.
This time, he made soap.
At that time, there was a link that he couldn't remember clearly, which made Wang Zhi a little scared.
Sooner or later, the current life would wipe out the previous memories.
When that time comes, he would like to do something useful.
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It's too late.
Now there are memories and familiar links.
Whether it is strong alcohol or soap, there is no one-time success rate.
They all have flaws and need to be tried several times.
If those memories are gone, or important links are missing, Wang Zhi doesn't think he is smart enough to test it.
Moreover, the testing conditions in this era are also very simple.
It does not mean that if you have money, the testing conditions can be improved.
After writing all day, Wang Zhi felt awkward, so he finally switched to the pen he brought with him, and continued writing until he ran out of oil before he could finish it.
As for whether he missed anything, he would think of it later.
Just record it.
When it was still raining on the third day, Wang Zhi felt something was wrong.
This was a bit abnormal.
It could rain for several days.
"Dad, look at the rain, it seems to be heavier than yesterday."
Dad Wang Qiang was also looking at the heavy rain outside in front of the door, feeling very sad.
Raining is a good thing, but if it rains too much, it's not a good thing.
"Who says it isn't?
Look at the river behind you.
The water level has long been the same as before, but it is still falling.
Now, I am afraid that the crops will suffer."
Wang Qiang had an old face that was about to turn into a puffy bun.
He looked at his own field not far away.
In more than a month, it will be harvest time.
If there is a flood now, it will be troublesome.
"Dad, our family has a lot of money, right?"
Wang Zhi asked confusedly, and Wang Qiang was stunned.
"I'm worried.
The rain won't stop for a while, and I'm afraid the price of food will rise again."
If you say this in future generations, people will definitely laugh to death.
The national food reserves alone are enough to last for several years.
Unfortunately, this is the Tang Dynasty, which is short of food.
Nearly twenty years after the founding of the country, people still starve to death, and there is never enough food to eat.
Wang Qiang's expression changed when he heard this, and he hurried into the house, carrying a large bag of copper coins, and hitched the bullock cart to go out.
Anyone who has never experienced starvation knows the burning feeling, the pain, and the distorted expression even after death.
Wang Qiang has experienced starvation, even in the military camp.
It is necessary to prepare for a rainy day and reserve necessary food before waterlogging occurs.
"Dad, let me go with you."
It was raining heavily, it was completely white outside, and visibility was very low.
Wang Zhi was worried about his father's safety on the road.
"Don't worry, your father and I have been soldiers for most of our lives.
Besides, we need someone to protect our family."
Wang Qiang brought a large piece of tarpaulin to cover the rain and left in a hurry, hoping to return home with a full load when he arrived at the county seat.
At the winery, although wine was brewed once, it was still not on track after all, and the food was only part of it.
Besides, since it rained, the Cheng family has not sent food.
Wang Zhi hoped that his worries were unfounded.
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Ever since his father went to the county town, he had been restless and walking around.
In the afternoon, Wang Qiang finally came back.
He drove an ox cart and brought back a load of grain.
Although he was soaked to the skin, the grain was well protected and basically not wet.
"Hey, the price of food has increased, by 20%."
Wang Qiang hunched over, and with Wang Zhi's support, he returned to the room.
The bath water has been prepared a long time ago, as well as the hot ginger soup.
You can't be careless at this time.
In this era when a cold can kill you, you can't be too careful
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