Chapter 64 The Legend of Undefeated - The Silver Fox Emerges Tie Xinyuan has been in a good mood recently, and he always likes to go to the wheat field to see, the wheat in the field is growing happily, and the green looks festive.
The top of the wheat is already bulging, the ears are being raised, and in five or six days it will be time to raise the flag and pull the head.
The clear snow-capped mountains and water were bubbling in the canal at the edge of the wheat field, some bare-ass children plunged into the three-foot-deep canal to play and play, and some of the more watery guys took a long breath and played the game of a dead pig with their bulging bellies in the canal.
These children look swarthy and muscular, no longer the sluggish appearance they had when they first met.
People, only when you have a full stomach, your brain will become active, if you are hungry and scratch for a mouth all day long, where do you have the heart to think about anything else?
If it weren't for the fact that they had brought new life to the valley, these children would not have the strength to play here, even if they had the leisure time.
It's a revolution!
Tie Xinyuan had no experience in revolution, but his ancestor in his previous life was a pinnacle of the revolutionary world.
As long as he learns something from his old man's fingers, he will be invincible in this world.
Approachability and majesty seem to be contradictory, but Taizu and his old man solved this problem perfectly.
A man who needs to catch lice under an oil lamp and a commander who commands thousands of troops are perfectly combined in him.
Therefore, Tie Xinyuan did not wear any silk and satin for himself, nor did he hang all the gold on his body, nor did he kill one or two slaves and take their hearts and livers to drink.
He didn't take 100 people to swagger through the market all day long, showing off his rights all the time.
He led people to build this fragrant valley and gave every hungry person a full bite to eat, which was enough to make everyone greet him with a smile.
He led people to rob the Gobi, and a team of 400 men killed 2,000 fierce Uighurs, and the name of the silver fox spread throughout the Gobi Desert.
Outsiders don't know which immortal the silver fox is on that mountain, but those soldiers who followed Tiexinyuan to fight know who the silver fox is.
Therefore, even if Tie Xinyuan was wearing a washed white Lan shirt, his hair was tied up casually, and he liked to eat noodles in a large bowl of coarse porcelain, it did not affect those warriors to maintain enough reverence for him.
Helping an old man pulling a cart full of grass to push the cart up the high slope, and jumping into the stream to help an old woman who was doing laundry to get back the clothes that had drifted away, Tie Xinyuan took Ga Ga and Yu Chiwen up the mountain with satisfaction.
There are a lot of apricots in the valley, but they are actually wild trees, and the apricots that produce them are sour and unpalatable.
Unless grafted, it will not be possible to pluck the sweet fruit from these trees for a hundred years.
At the beginning of spring, Tie Xinyuan was interested, and removed a lot of dense wild fruits from the book, and as a result, the fruits on this year's wild apricot trees became very large, and by the time the wheat was harvested, these apricots should be yellow.
You don't have to think about it when you eat it raw, if you can make it into preserved fruit, it will taste very good, and when he was in Tokyo, he learned it from the candied fruit chapter.
Tetsu San went out to work with half of the army in the valley, and the other half of the army was responsible for protecting the Qingxiang Valley and dealing with sudden dangers.
Now it is the time of the farming, and the men and women of the valley go to the wolf's den, where the work is very heavy and requires a lot of manpower.
Working and eating has become a habit for everyone in the valley, and only ignorant children and old people who can't do work are qualified to lie down under the wild apricot trees at this time.
Of course, there is another person who is also living like a pig.
Meng Yuanzhi was only wearing a pair of calf-nosed shorts, lying naked on a huge blanket like that.
Next to his head was a wooden basin filled with ice, in which was a jar of grapes.
The guy didn't even bother to grab the jar and pour it into his mouth, sipping it down with a long hollow reed tube.
Last winter was very cold, so it will definitely be very hot in the summer, and if the winter is not very cold, then the summer will definitely not be very hot.
This is the weather of the Tien Shan Mountains.
The fair-skinned Meng Yuan is gone, and now, lying there is a big man with bronze muscles, I don't know how this guy is maintained, the muscles are up, but the skin is as delicate as a girl.
If it weren't for the scars all over his body that hindered his view, he would be able to eat and drink without worrying when walking on the streets of Bianliang City, Tokyo, and sing songs every night.
A black boy who was as strong as a leopard, obediently sitting beside him and shaking a cowhide fan for him, Meng Yuanzhi's chest rose and fell slowly, and he seemed to be asleep.
This is naturally pretended, and people in their sleep will drink with reed poles in their mouths, so they are not afraid of choking to death?
Tie Xinyuan's footsteps were not deliberately lightened, and it was useless to be light, this guy's six senses had already surpassed that of wild dogs.
Tie Xinyuan pinched a reed pole from the reeds on the edge of the ditch, sat on the blanket, and unceremoniously stuffed the reed pole into the wine jar.
A stream of cold wine with the fragrance of grass fell down his stomach, and Tie Xinyuan sighed comfortably.
Meng Yuanzhi stood up straight with a carp, turned around and left, angry, as soon as Tie Xinyuan came, he was going to pick up agate at Agate Beach.
Now going to the agate beach to pick up agate is a hard job and a very dangerous job.
Nowadays, the danger does not come from the smoke of the eruption, but from horse thieves near Agate Beach and some wandering samurai who want to try their luck.
The Agate Beach is now full of dry bones and a mountain of corpses, but fortunately, those corpses that fell on the rocky beach will soon be corroded into a puddle of yellow water by the smoke, otherwise, there is a possibility of an outbreak of plague.
On a hot day, he put on a close-fitting leather coat, a special hood, and a large wicker basket on his back, which was the whole body equipment that Meng Yuan had for entering the Agate Beach.
There are also two crystal-polished transparent sheets around the eyes of the hood, and a huge bubble of cow urine filled with air is wrapped around the waist.
Only a guy like Meng Yuanzhi can rely on the fresh air in a cow's urine bubble to stay on Agate Beach for half an hour.
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After the equipment was designed, Tie Xinyuan experimented, and he only needed a cup of tea to drain the air in the urine bubble.
Because of the need to suck the air in the cow's urine bubble, Meng Yuanzhi was very tired of picking up agate for a while.
Money is no longer of any use to him now, if he wants anything, he can go directly to the small treasury of him and Tie Xinyuan to get it, picking up agate is equivalent to picking up money, and he is too lazy to bend down.
The women of the Wei Chi family are treasures, and many of them have a good craft, and there are no less than ten of them who are skilled in carving.
In wartime, these skills were not as good as drawing a bow and archery, but once they settled down, painting, singing and dancing, music, carving, calligraphy, filigree, lacquerware, winemaking, and silver refining were ......
These crafts are very valuable.
I heard Wei Chiwen say that their ancestors are talented enough to be able to do it, especially in the last years of the decadent Sui Empire, the painting skills of Wei Chi have reached the point where no one in the world knows and no one knows.
The Wei Chi family was not a pure Han Chinese, their ancestors were Xianbei people, and they were later given the surname Li by Li Tang after being given the surname Guo.
It is this branch surnamed Li, who has been observing festivals for Li Tang for more than 200 years.
At a young age, Wei Chiwen was able to dance Hu Xuan Dance on a table to make people's blood boil, which was very much like An Lushan's style back then.
As for Wei Chizhuo, she doesn't seem to know anything......
Tie Xinyuan has long been very dissatisfied with the fact that he can only buy and sell agate rough stones, and agate can only be sold for a large price after it is polished and carved.
Trading in the Gobi Desert is very difficult in itself, and transportation is even more of a headache, and the price of a carved beautiful agate is as high as a hundred uncarved agate.
A business that can increase income by a hundredfold, Tie Xinyuan will come to see it anyway.
Walking through the busy wolf's den, the eyes suddenly brightened.
Horses, cows, sheep, shepherdesses gently whipping, and a blue alpine lake reflecting the snow-capped mountains, and on the other side of the lake is a black pine forest, where two monks with shaved heads are busy.
Stepping on the soft grass carpet, Tie Xinyuan came to a large group of tents, and Wei Chilei, who was missing an arm, was sketching a pattern on the paper with iron wire on a very large table.
The old guy looks a hundred times better with a pen than when he holds a knife, and when he stands there, he has the appearance of a tall man.
It's not like he carries a knife and has a bitter face as if everyone owes him money, and everyone wants to slash him again.
Hearing Tie Xinyuan's whispered muttering, Yu Chiwen hurriedly said: "Grandpa Nine was originally a very good painter, I heard that the ancestors praised Grandpa Jiu back then, saying that he was a pity, if he was born in the heyday of Khotan, his reputation would not be much worse than that of Old Ancestor and Captain Chi." ” Tie Xinyuan cautiously leaned over, only to see that Yu Chi Lei was drawing a sitting portrait of Fuxian with iron wire, which had been completed for the most part, Tie Xinyuan couldn't understand what was good about this painting, so he heard Yu Chi Lei laugh and said: "I haven't done it for a long time, my hands are jerky, but on this sitting statue of Fuxian, Sakya should pay me Bai Jin to take it." ” Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "Mr.'
s family has a large population, and if you want to live a good life, you shouldn't let go of those two big financiers." ” "Does the leader mean that those two monks are very rich?"
Tie Xinyuan sighed and said, "I am a poorly clothed bastard in front of them.
Bon is said to have been passed down for 18,000 years, although I know that this is nonsense, even if it is ten times smaller, people have also inherited it for 1,800 years, and this kind of heritage, the average small country may not have as much money as them. ” Yu Chilei looked at his broken cowhide tent with patches and patches, nodded fiercely: "If you are less than Baijin, the old man will not let go!"
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