Chapter 1263 Cucumber
Scholars are the most noble group of people in the world. This group of people possess knowledge that most people do not have. They learn from the ancient books of sages the methods of running the world and the way of conducting themselves in the world. They are naturally superior to others.
This group of people stand at the top of society, looking down on all living beings, using the country as a platform and the people as chess pieces, smearing the world and outlining the history...
Comparatively speaking, farming is the most common, even vulgar and despicable way of life. Which son of aristocratic family and scholar would crawl around the fields barefoot and covered in mud?
The old farmer smiled and said: "They are all taught in the school. In the past, the old man was not willing to let his grandson work in the fields."
Wei Zheng stared and asked: "People are still taught to farm in the school?"
This is really a strange story for the ages!
What is the school? It was a place where people studied the Four Books and Five Classics and became familiar with the subtle meanings. After completing their studies, they became Confucian disciples, serving as officials and officials, managing the world and benefiting the country.
But now, such vulgar methods as farming are actually taught in schools?
Wei Zheng felt a little angry. This was simply an insult to Confucianism!
Not feeling Wei Zheng's anger at all, the old farmer smiled and narrowed his eyes, nodded and said: "Exactly, not only teaching people farming, but also teaching people arithmetic and other knowledge, such as how to cultivate the land, how to hold the plow stick to save more effort , I have been taught what angle to plow to make the ridges straighter and more even!”
Reading is good!
As an old farmer who has been farming all his life, he still has to twist and turn the "Zhenguan plow" with a handle, but his grandson, who is just fourteen or fifteen years old, knows how to use force and can plow completely with the power of an ox. With such a straight field ridge, he is much better than himself.
I remember that when Fang Erlang stipulated that all school-age children in every household must attend school, I was still opposed to it...
But what about now? Not to mention that with Fang Erlang's recommendation, it's easy to become an official and have a glorious ancestor. Even if you continue to farm at home, it will be better than those ignorant men who can't read!
Wei Zheng's face was a little gloomy.
They just teach arithmetic in the school, but they actually teach people how to farm?
How unreasonable!
Even those who are as upright and honest as Wei Zheng are inevitably limited by the times. On the one hand, he is willing to see the rise and decline of poor families, but on the other hand, he clings to his identity as a scholar and despises the poor families in the world...
With a slight snort, Wei Zheng asked: "Is Fang Jun nearby?"
The old farmer said quickly: "Of course I am here. These days, Erlang is raising seedlings in the greenhouse. Another thing called cucumber has ripened recently, and we are studying the matter of saving seeds."
Wei Zheng became increasingly dissatisfied.
The dignified Jing Zhaoyin, the empire's leading border official, should naturally work diligently and conscientiously to benefit the people within his jurisdiction. As the top official of Jingzhao Mansion, every decision will have an unpredictable impact on the lives of the people. Naturally, he should walk on thin ice and work hard every day.
But what is Fang Jun doing?
Taking care of crops and cultivating seeds...
This is not to say that these are not important. Food is the most important thing for the people. This is the most basic condition for the stability of the empire. But as Jingzhao Yin, he ignores government affairs and spends all day studying these farm skills. Isn't it true that he is not doing his job properly?
"Take me to find Fang Jun. I have something to tell him."
Wei Zheng gave orders with a gloomy face.
Naturally, the old farmer did not dare to refuse, nor did he want to refuse. He turned around and shouted to his grandson in the field, then put on his bamboo hat and watched Wei Zheng get into the car, then sit on the side of the shaft and swaying to show the driver the way. Follow the flat path straight into the rows of greenhouse areas.
The greenhouses are almost all the same in shape and size. It is easy to get lost while walking among them. Without an old farmer to guide you, it is not easy to find Fang Jun even if you know where he is.
After driving around for a long time, the carriage stopped in front of a greenhouse.
The old farmer quickly jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain of the greenhouse and got in, shouting: "Erlang, Mr. Xuan Cheng wants to see you for something..."
The driver helped Wei Zheng get out of the car. Wei Zheng raised his head. The rain became lighter and was flying like cow hair.
There are tall greenhouses all around. The bright glass blocks the cold wind but lets the sunlight in. Standing outside, you can see the green seedlings and various fruits and vegetables in the greenhouse.
I couldn't help but secretly wonder, how much glass would be used for these many greenhouses? The value of these greenhouses alone is probably comparable to the entire property of some moderately wealthy families, not to mention the various techniques used in greenhouse cultivation, which are even more priceless.
Before Fang Jun came out to greet him, Wei Zheng put his hands behind his back. The coachman stepped forward and lifted the door curtain, and Wei Zheng bent down and got in.
As soon as Geng entered, he heard a shout: "What the hell, the door curtain is so wide open, how much cold air must be poured in and how much the temperature must be lowered?"
Wei Zheng's face darkened. Are you scolding me?
Looking angrily, he met Fang Jun's slightly surprised gaze...
Fang Jun was wearing a navy blue tunic, with a snow-white middle coat exposed at the collar, and wearing cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. His whole person was fresh and clean, with a cool temperament.
Seeing Wei Zheng coming in, Fang Jun smiled awkwardly, hurriedly came up to him, clasped his fists and saluted, "It turns out to be Duke Zheng. Don't blame me. I thought it was a naughty kid nearby who caused trouble. You don't know, but the temperature inside this greenhouse is The requirements are extremely strict. When the temperature is high, you need to ventilate it to cool down. When it is low, you have to close all the air vents to prevent temperature loss, so...haha, I'm just giving you a courtesy, sorry."
Seeing Fang Juncheng's frightened face, Wei Zheng held a breath in his throat and couldn't spit it out or swallow it.
Mother!
When he scolded me just now, did this kid mean it or did he do it unintentionally?
Judging from Fang Jun's expression, he did seem to regard himself as a naughty child, but based on his understanding of Fang Jun, this wilted mallet might have been a bad thing, and he deliberately said that sentence...
Really abominable!
Wei Zheng's face was as dark as water and he stared at Fang Jun for a long time. When he saw that this guy's face was innocent and didn't seem to be fake, he had to give up in frustration.
This is so unlucky...
Feeling unhappy, he ignored Fang Jun and wandered his eyes on the plants in the greenhouse.
The plants in this greenhouse are unprecedented. Thin vines are supported by frames made of bamboo poles. The slender fruits have rough yellow-green skin, hairy spikes, and a stick on the top. A small yellow-white flower...
"What is this?" Wei Zheng was attracted by this thing and walked closer to take a closer look.
Fang Jun picked two fruits and threw one to Wei Zheng. He took one and walked to the water channel under the shelf. He squatted down and washed away the sharp thorns on the surface with the hot spring water in the water channel, then put it in his mouth and rubbed it. Started chewing.
"This is a wild plant in Tubo, called cucumber. The locals pick it in the fields in autumn and store it as food for the yaks in the winter. The last time Lu Dongzan came to Chang'an, he asked him to collect some local characteristics of Tubo fruits and vegetables, that The old and cunning guy just picked up a few cucumbers from the wild to make up for it... But how could he understand the wisdom of our people in the Tang Dynasty? This kind of thing that is fed to yaks in Tubo has now become a first-class delicacy through cultivation? .”
Fang Jun was chewing cucumber and talking vaguely.
Wei Zheng looked at the cucumber in his hand, followed Fang Jun's example and washed it in the water channel, then opened his mouth and took a bite.
"Click"!
A sweet aroma instantly fills the mouth, and the taste is crisp, delicious and juicy.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's indeed a good thing! The barbarians are really stupid and despicable. They are really stupid to leave such delicious food to feed the yaks!"
Wei Zheng chewed the cucumber and praised Fang Jun.
After eating a small cucumber in a few mouthfuls, he washed his hands with warm hot spring water in the waterway. Fang Jun smiled and said: "Every inch is short and strong. No one can crush others in every aspect." . For example, when facing the barbarians, we have to fight hard with our own strength. What is the advantage of us Han people? It’s the brain.”
Watching Wei Zheng chewing the cucumber, he ate every last bit of the cucumber. Even when he saw Fang Jun throwing away the root, he turned a blind eye.
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and continued: "We Han people are naturally smart and know how to make the best use of everything. Just like this cucumber, not only is it delicious, but do you take a look at it?"
Wei Zheng was washing his hands and was stunned when he heard this. He looked up at the cucumbers hanging down on the shelf and couldn't figure out why.
A narrow light flashed in Fang Jun's eyes, he leaned into Wei Zheng's ear and whispered
Wei Zheng was stunned for a moment, then became furious and cursed: "Mother! You really lacked virtue for eight lifetimes!"
He stood up angrily, suppressing the nausea in his stomach, and kicked Fang Jun!
This bastard is so bad! (End of chapter)