Chapter 516 Home

  Happy birthday to book friend "Jinsha"!

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   Xu Guangling's plan for a large grass and tree garden has begun.

   This is not his home alone, and more, it is actually prepared for two old people.

  If there are no two old people, with Xu Guangling's current level, he can stay anywhere, and there is no difference between deep mountains and downtown.

He can be in the Antarctic and North Pole, with the ice, or near the equator, by the volcano, can be in the downtown, secluded, and even through the relationship with the boss, he can walk through the back door and find a teaching position, which is stable and secure. Spend the day talking to your parents about their original intentions.

   In fact, there is another possibility, a relatively large possibility, that is, leisurely and indifferently, travel all over the world, including domestic and foreign countries, to experience the geography, landscape, and human world of the entire earth.

   These are all possible.

And now, all those possibilities remain in the state of "possible". Next, in the foreseeable period of time, one or two years, three or five years, it is not ruled out that his footprint will only be based on this The mountain is the center.

  After dinner, Xu Guangling explained his thoughts and plans to the two elderly people in more detail, and then asked the two elderly people, what arrangements do you want?

  For example, he will transplant a lot of plants, including herbs, what do the two old people want?

   and so on.

   This is a serious conversation, but it doesn't need to be serious at all. The atmosphere and rhythm of the conversation between the three are still the same as before, just like the gossip in the living room after class in the study.

   It’s just that the location has changed from the living room to the current mountain tent.

   A pile of bonfires was burning at the entrance of the tent. It was already early July, but it was still cold in the mountains, especially on the mountainside. The dew began to grow early, and above the bonfire, far above, the stars were big and bright, and they hung over the sky.

   The three of them sat scattered at the entrance of the tent, half inside the tent and half outside.

   "When I was a child, I lived in the countryside for my teacher. Some landscapes that are not landscapes, but now I think about them, but they are quite thought-provoking."

Mr. Zhang said slowly with a look of recollection, "Young and Xiao leave the hometown and the boss returns, and the local accent is hard to change. The children don't know each other, and they laugh and ask where the guests come from. This is Mr. He Zhizhang's resignation from the court. After returning to his hometown, he wrote two poems called "Returning to Hometown Puppet Books", and this is one of them."

   "It's been a long time since I left my hometown, and the personnel has been half-sold recently. Only the water in the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves." Xu Guangling cooperated and made up for the other two for the teacher.

   also commented slightly by the way:

"The spring breeze does not change the old times, the people and things change, but the landscape remains the same. For Mr. He, leaving the capital and returning to the countryside, on the one hand, visiting the old is half a ghost, and the children do not know each other. On the other hand, even if there is an old, Also because the two sides have a great difference in knowledge, knowledge, and status, there is no way to talk deeply, and it will only stop at greetings, so it is also conceivable to express affection for landscapes."

   Xu Guangling's remarks are also of the days before Mr. Zhang Lao.

  The two old people who were separated by thousands of years in this point, it should be said that there are still some similarities.

   Listening to Xu Guangling's words, Mr. Zhang nodded slightly.

   Mr. Chen took it with a smile: "Lao He also has a poem about Jinghu. What your teacher wants to mention at the moment must be that one."

   "The clouds and mists on Jishan Mountain are swell, and the mirror water has no wind and waves. Mo Yan's spring is full of fragrance, and there is no middle-stream picking lotus. This song?" Xu Guangling asked slightly with a hint of inquiry.

"Exactly!" Mr. Chen smiled and clapped his hands, "I was more than 100 miles away from your teacher's hometown, but I have been to his hometown. There is no big water, but there are many small waters. There are lotus fields everywhere, and there are also many water chestnuts."

   There is another kind of rhomboid in the middle stream. 芰 is a rhomboid. The so-called two corners are rhomboids, and the four corners are 芰.

   These three kinds, Xu Guangling has eaten, they all feel the same, and there is no specific difference. But this was a long time ago, an experience in his ordinary life. If you taste it now, of course, you can clearly distinguish the similarities and differences between the three.

   Even if he didn't taste it, Xu Guangling could also know that it was a good dual-purpose herbal medicine based on the general summary of the properties of many plants.

   In addition, the rhombus is like this, and so is the lotus root.

   Following Mr. Chen's words, and seeing the teacher's affirmation, Xu Guangling said, "Okay, let's put Ling and He on the list first."

   "To this end, we need to open up some paddy fields, ponds, etc. In addition, cultivate some loaches, eels, crabs, fish and shrimps?"

   "The stewed tofu with loach is good. You can make up the rest and arrange it at will. Old Chen and I have no particular preference in this regard." Mr. Zhang said.

   "Well." Xu Guangling nodded, then smiled and said, "So, a stone mill for grinding tofu is also needed?"

Thinking of the two old people's usual breakfast, bean curd buns, Xu Guangling said again: "There is a stone mill, in the future we can make soy milk and bean curd buns by ourselves, which is definitely better than the one you ate at the park, teacher. Much, much better."

   "Your Master Chen used to be a stonemason for a while, and he really played stone mill. I don't know if his craftsmanship has become unfamiliar after all these years."

The two old people also laughed, and then Mr. Zhang said, "We two old guys are also good at grinding. You can't do this kind of thing when you are young. In the future, we two will be responsible for grinding, you Just be responsible."

"You need beans to make tofu." Xu Guangling said, "I know there are soybeans and black beans. Black beans seem to be divided into two types: small black beans and large black beans. I don't know if there are more. Teacher, Chen Lao, which one do you like? "

   "Let's just plant soybeans and small black beans. Plant some of both." Mr. Zhang said, "Also, pea shoots are also good."

   That is three kinds of beans to be planted.

   When we talk about beans, we talk about the five grains, millet, millet, wheat, Shu, rice (hemp), rice in the south and hemp in the north, and among these five grains, the "shu" is the bean.

   Xu Guangling didn’t know much about this aspect, and at best he could only say that he knew a little bit about it. Although the books he had read in the past few years were quite complicated, they were far from being all-encompassing.

At this moment, the two old people quoted the scriptures and gave him a good popularization. By the way, they also popularized the ecological evolution of ancient planting and picking. Since the pre-Qin period, it has been going all the way down.

   If Xu Guangling could sort out the descriptions of the two old men a little, he would be able to write "The Evolution of the Dining Table in China in the Past Two Thousand Years".

   And in this statement, many, many plants were added one after another.

   (end of this chapter)