It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the summer wind is now expensive like gold. Now the weather on this dog is also annoying. It is either extremely cold or hot and drought. Now, the valley under the mountain has been dried up, and with the big sun, thousands of people are like smoke coming out of the sun.

However, no one dared to stop. They tightened the loosening of the soil and inserted green seedlings into it. The warm days were reduced by one day, and there was not even a time to repair the house. When most of the village households came back, they slept directly into the fields while sleeping.

These days, there is no grain transport in the south and the north. You can buy bags of rice in the supermarket at will. If you cannot harvest it for a season before you finish the stored grain, everyone will starve to death in spring.

What boosted morale was Mao Jue assured everyone that they would plant the fast-ripening crops. As long as everyone was willing to work hard, they would definitely be able to harvest before the winter freeze. Moreover, this time, only half of the harvested food was given to the army.

Since the Western Han Dynasty, the amount collected was 30 taxes per cent. Mao Jue's levy seems to be more ruthless than Zhou Paipi, but in fact, it has really inspired everyone. You must know that Mao Jue has provided food in the past few months, and Tian Tao's farming under his command has even reached the level of 10 taxes and 8 taxes and 9 taxes. He worked hard all year round, and the villagers were still hungry all the time. This was half a share, and at least he could eat one or two more months.

Mixed in the crowd, a teenager in his teens wore a big straw hat, and was also carrying a hoe sweating profusely, digging the soil like a grudge against the earth. Under his hoe, the original wheat roots were dug out and piled up almost a hill. After burning the fire next to it, they turned into ashes and scattered back into the fields again. Sweet potato seeds poked their heads out of these ashes.

"It's time to eat!"

The squirming sweated wildly, and a crisp shout seemed to have disintegrated Xiang Yu's 100,000 troops. The farmers who were working on the fun threw away their hoes and turned around and ran back. Even the women who were crafting straw mats were throwing their work down and ran over.

Mao Jue's fish selling plan was to completely run out of soup. Farming was a high physical labor, and it was not enough to eat enough. The fish on the Pi Island was completely supplied to several wardrobes. There were few fish bones in the sea, and the wild vegetables were put into the pot. The cooked one was a mess. Mao Jue could not afford the white flour bun. The wheat was ground with bran and the bread made of the wheat was thick and the throat was pulled.

But even so, it was so hungry that everything was delicious. As soon as the women who were delivering food arrived, Mao Jue snatched the basket of plain clothes. He took out the soup jar and raised his head and poured half a can of vegetable soup. Then he breathed comfortably.

Seeing Mao Jue's hands were called into pieces and holding the pancakes there, Su Yi couldn't help but feel distressed and her eyes were red, and she quickly poured water for him, while complaining.

"Young Master, so are you. Why do you do this by yourself and follow a bunch of mud legs to the ground? You are all tanned."

"In our country, aristocrats like you, you will never get involved in the hard work done by farmers, and this will be ridiculed!"

Today, there are more than the girl Suyi, but also the foreign girl Adrena. She is very good at following the local customs. She has red hair wrapped in a towel, and her Mediterranean dress is also replaced with a paddy dress. If she doesn't walk in and looks at her face and eyes, she will be like a young wife in the countryside.

To be honest, Mao Jue was quite surprised to see this girl come. Over the past few days, this girl never even planted and planted the seeds, and had to instruct the servants to do it, as if she was not a slave, but was here to enjoy the happiness, and the young lady was full of energy.

"Anyway, I'm idle. Seeing these guys slowly and anxious, it's better to do it yourself and follow it up, and you'll feel more comfortable!"

Although he swallowed the pancakes in his mouth, Mao Jue first answered Suyi, waved his hand irritably, then turned his gaze to Adrena and asked curiously.

"By the way, I haven't known you for so many days! Did you come from that foreign country again? Why were you sold to the Ming Dynasty as a slave?"

Just now, a pair of lady gloves flashed irritated and slapped herself in the wind. Mao Jue's words made Adrena seem to froze for a moment, paused for about a second, and then answered a little stutteringly.

"Go back to the master, my maid was born in Bohemia. I was captured by Spanish pirates on the beach and sold to the Dutch. I was taken to Asia. Mr. Fan's housekeeper went to Nanyang to do business. I bought the maid in Batavia and gave it to the master again!"

This girl's journey was tortuous, but the few place names she mentioned were all spoken in her native language. Mao Jue was confused when she heard it. She really didn't understand who was and who was. But this aroused Mao Jue's seriousness and drew it on the ground with a branch.

Seeing Mao Jue drew many circles like a ghost painting talisman, she was curious and looked at her pretty big eyes. However, this girl looked at Mao Jue with strokes and strokes, and was shocked again. Before she knew it, she stopped squirting the lady gloves, and looked at her arrogantly and didn't dare to look at her.

After lunch, a group of farmers carried their hoes and got off the ground again, but no one dared to urge Mao Jue. After about ten minutes of painting, he finally completed the work. He patted the soil on his hands and pointed at the picture with a wooden stick. Mao Jue started to question again.

"This is England, this is France, this is Spain, this is Italy, where is your hometown?"

After all, I have seen a lot of movies from World War II. Mao Jue still remembers this European outline picture, but this is really incredible among the Ming people of the same era!

This foreign girl was too young, and her vigilance couldn't be concealed and appeared on her beautiful little face. This time, she hesitated for a longer time before she pointed her green finger upwards.

There are too many small countries in Europe. This girl refers to near Germany, and there are Austria, Hungary, Czech Republic, and Mao Jue can't draw it, but this girl's fiery red hair is very likely to be a German.

"By the way, I heard that you are fighting a war, what is the war going to be?"

God is really fair. The Ming Dynasty experienced civil strife and was inextricable. In fact, Europe at the same time also experienced a war throughout Europe. The Thirty Years' War. Whether this girl's hometown is Austria or Germany, it is the main battlefield.

Unfortunately, the Easterners did not learn anything in the war, and the more they fought, the weaker they became. Instead, the Western powers had gained enough experience in the war. In this era, Europe carried out general military reforms, especially the Spanish ranks and the military reforms of Swedish King Gustav. In terms of military, the West had begun to get rid of China.

Although Mao Jue has no confidence in whether he can fight the Later Jin in this life, and has no hope of fighting with these powerful countries, he can get a little bit, and he really asked with interest if he throws away the hoe.

Who knew that this foreign girl's uneasiness had reached its peak, like a blocked little fox. She said in a hurry and indirectly unstandard fortune. This girl's always fluent Ming Nanjing Mandarin has become much more messy, and she shook her head in a hurry.

"Master, how can I know what the war is like when my maid is just a small servant? In the afternoon, Lord Su will come to pick up corn seeds, so I won't be with the maid for much, so I will take my leave first!"

"Hey, why are you going back in such a hurry?"

Before he finished speaking, Adrena walked back like anger, stomped her feet in a fit of anger, her little face was red and shouting behind her. Mao Jue was also confused. This girl was not crazy, right? She was nervous at any time?

No wonder it was given to me by that big salt merchant.

"Forget it, Suyi, hurry up and go back with her! She is a person who is not familiar with the place, don't run around and be caught by someone as a monster!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

When he was able to stay with Mao Jue, he felt very happy. He was sent back. The girl was depressed and pouted her mouth, packed the basket, and slowly rubbed her. Before traveling through time, she was most annoying to break corn to do farm work. This restlessness has been worn out a lot in the past two days. Mao Jue was also lazy and unwilling to move. First, she stretched her waist and wiped the cake dregs on her mouth, and then she slowly stood up with her hands on her feet.

Who knew that with a slap, a soft thing pressed under the palm of his hand, stood firm and lowered his head. Just now, one of Adrena's pair of lady gloves fell off, and a corner of rice paper was exposed at the mouth of the glove.

I was really curious about this neurotic foreign girl. She couldn't have painted a lover and hid it inside, right? As soon as I thought about it, Mao Jue didn't care about the rude girl's rude things. He picked up the gloves and pulled out the rice paper, spread it out in a few seconds, spreading it flat on his thighs.

Not to mention that it is really a painting, but it is not a scholar, but a big house or castle.

Especially the mountains, rivers and rivers below the castle, Mao Jue felt particularly familiar. While Su Yi was curiously looking at the painting, Mao Jue was obsessed with it. After staring at the painting for a few seconds, he suddenly burst into tears and ran to the hillside beside the valley.

Standing at the commanding heights and looking down, the mountains, rivers and rivers here are completely opposite to the painting. The river at the bottom of the picture is the Galau River, which is now the tributary of the Qing River. The peak of the fortress is the famous Iron Mountain. However, at the location of the painting castle, it is now the ruins of the Galau Peak Wood Fort, a Ming army stronghold burned by the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Dynasty, leaving only a piece of charred wood.

The castle is also weird, with uneven inside and outside, like a cut pineapple, with irregular sides and lengths of Arabic numerals added. This is clearly a engineering drawing!

"Bast!"
Chapter completed!