During the chat, Yunyao also joined in and chatted with the barons. He asked about the harvest, the animal husbandry, and the population and management of their fiefs. He felt like he was leading the countryside to inspect the work.

How is the harvest this year? Do the livestock in the family have cubs? What is the population structure in the fief? How many savages are there? How many trees and bamboo are there in the fief? How are the water irrigated?

Soon Yunyao became familiar with everyone. After all, everyone is a baron and they all run fiefs. When they get together, they naturally talk about farming and agricultural production. Listening to the envious tone of other barons, you can know that Yunyao's fiefdom on the river bank is a good piece of land, with fertile land and easy irrigation.

"Actually half of the people in the tent know your father." said the oldest baron with sparse hair, "He is very hardworking and a good person."

"I would like to thank you for your care for our Zhu family." Yunyao said politely.

"It's not a question of taking care of you. Your Zhu family is better than us. The land is more cultivated than us, and the harvest is more than us. Life is much better than us." "Unlike my family has four children, and now I have grandchildren. I have a headache every day. Either I don't have enough food or the seeds for cultivation. This time, I have to borrow grain to cultivate, and I can't delay it."

"That's right. If I can borrow enough grain for the land first, my fiefdom can also open a few more pieces of land, so as not to do nothing all day long."

Yunyao found that his family had a small population, and at the same time, the number of savages in the fief was the largest among all the barons, more than viscounts. These were gifts and rewards for saving lives.

The viscount's family may not have nearly a hundred savage populations, because the nobles are divided into major and minor sects. The major sect is the nobles who inherit the title of aristocrats. The small sect has no titles. They either stay in the fiefdom to farm, or learn a technique to enter the capital.

Most of the small clans remained in the fiefdoms to farm. Some noble families existed as early as the Shang Dynasty. After they came to Lu to obtain the fiefdom, they did not need savages at all, and the proportion of clan population was much higher than that of savages.

A clan with a small population like Yunyao is easily bullied by clans with a large population. After all, the clans are all family members with the same bloodline, and savages can only be considered outsiders. When it comes to something, it is still more reliable for clan members and stronger cohesion, and savages are unreliable.

"The sheep and pigs I raised in my fief this year are pretty good, and they all have cubs. It was raining in May, and the cattle collapsed and a sow was crushed to death. They were all pregnant at that time, but I regretted it to death." Fang Gu's face was annoyed when talking about this major loss.

The other barons also expressed their regrets with empathy. They were all working people who longed for good weather, good harvests, and herds of cattle and sheep. Because the output of the land directly determined the baron's economy, and the production of more days would be rich, and the production of less days would be tight.

Each fief is a closed small world, and food and clothing are produced by themselves in the fief. Although a small peasant economy has not yet been formed for men to farm and women to weave, it has already taken shape. However, it requires a large amount of labor to reclaim farmland now, and it cannot be completed by a family of two. After the land is reclaimed later, the crops and the loom are improved. At that time, the smallest economic element will not be fiefs, but small families.

Everyone had a very lively chat, and Yunyao also shared some of his own farming tips: "We don't have bone juice to water the ground, but we can use manure water to water the ground."

Everyone said it was OK? You can try it, they are all willing to try new agricultural techniques.

Bone juice is a fertilizer that only the great princes can afford. It is the soup made from livestock bones, which is cooled and watered to increase the fertility of the land. Yunyao definitely can't afford it, so he made a public toilet in the fief early and used manure water to water the land: "You can go back and try it. It's just right in winter, and the harvest next year will definitely be more than this year. This is what my family does, and it has proven it."

Everyone has heard that Yun Yao has practiced it and is also moved. Experience is extremely important in the agricultural society, and sharing experience through chat is an inevitable means to promote agricultural development.

After talking about agriculture, the next thing was to talk about private life. Although it was just a baron, their private life was very exciting. They didn't care about Yun Yao's presence and started talking about the taste of a savage woman.

"Although Chinese women have good skin and no odor, they are strong enough for the savage women to hear the whole fief." Everyone was interested in discussing these colorful topics. Even Fang Gu, a guy who looked very gentle, had his eyes shining. If he hadn't admitted it himself, who would have known that he had four women, three of them were savages and four children.

In this Western Zhou Dynasty, when the average age was only over thirty years old, the average level of wives and concubines at the age of twenty was the average among the aristocratic groups. As the most down-to-earth hereditary aristocrats, the barons were very hardworking and did not have much time to learn high-end knowledge, so they were also very rude when they were doing colors.

Yunyao pricked up his ears and said nothing. She couldn't get into this topic. She really envied these rough people. However, when she thought of the image of the female savage in the fief, she thought that she was indeed a ancestor of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and her taste was beyond the reach of the world.

Fortunately, I didn't let my master come together. If Hongsang was there, I wouldn't have the chance to listen to the barons talking about the simple Western Zhou customs here. These barons had no worries, one of them could brag more than the other. Yun Yao had the illusion of listening to small movies. These lucky men really envied the dead time traveler.

When the main and nostalgic things are finished, it's almost time to have supper. Because it is a separate meal system, the food delivered is all in one portion. Each baron has a small table with a wooden board on it, not even a bowl. On the cutting board is a pile of cooked rice with stones inside.

With the number of guests, the hospitality method is not so detailed. It is understandable that after all, nearly a thousand people gathered together and it would be difficult for the meals in the palace to prepare so many foods.

With such a large-scale event, the meal must command a team of more than 100 people to cook, and it is impossible to cover everything.

There is only rice for dinner, nothing else. The food will be better tomorrow. Sheep will be cooked and slaughtered. The meat will be divided according to the different titles, salt, fruits and sauces, and of course drinks.

The Barons didn't think the food was bad, but they all ate very slowly.

Fang Gu said to Yunyao, who participated in the sausage for the first time, "Eat slowly, your stomach will be empty tomorrow, and you will be able to have a big meal at that time. The food for the sausage is very rich and delicious, and there are many delicacies that we can't afford. It would be a pity if we don't finish it, so everyone is looking forward to tomorrow."

Eating is indeed a habit of burning it in the genes. The Zhou people have already pursued food tirelessly.
Chapter completed!