My delicate husband

The ice was made successfully, and everyone was very happy except Zhang Xiaomo.

Now the main task is to find and collect a large amount of saltpeter, and also to go to the county town to customize large rectangular ceramic boxes.

Lan'an and Brother He looked at each other and thought of some possible business. Lan'an also discovered that Bai Lu found a manager for Lan'an who also liked to make money.

Lan An thought of an ice drink, but he was not sure whether the ice could be eaten. After hesitating for a long time, he planned to lick it with his tongue, but he clearly felt that the air pressure of the people around him dropped significantly when he picked up the ice and brought it to his mouth. Lan An immediately put it down.

"An An, don't worry about it. Wait for Brother Xia to come and leave it to him."

"Yeah, okay. But don't use this ice. Just use it for cooling down."

"Little Master, didn't you want to try it just now?"

"I suddenly remembered that drinking this icy drink can easily make you sick."

Lan An wanted to say something else, but in order to prevent Lan An from playing with saltpeter again, Zhang Xiaomo directly pulled Lan An away.

Brother Xu stayed where he was, thinking of that man again. Brother He looked at him with some sympathy. He was the best. He had no love in his heart and only wanted to make money.

On the morning of the second day after the party, Kongqiu Yi also pulled Brother Xu away in the same way. He whispered in Brother Xu's ear, his voice low and affectionate, with a little humility. He asked Zhang Xu to wait for him a little longer, and he would come to Lianhua Village soon. He said he wanted Brother Xu to marry him.

Brother Xu still remembers the kiss when they parted, which was young and passionate. However, the last time he went to the county town, Brother Xu saw a sad side of things: Kong Qiu kissed someone.

Kong Qiuyi is very passionate and expresses his love directly, much like Lan Euan. Every time he expresses his love to Brother Xu, although Brother Xu acts indifferent, he still likes him very much. No one has ever liked him so passionately and cherished him so much.

Brother Xu knew that he was not worthy. He was just a lowly slave. Slaves were not worthy of owning the sun, and they were not even qualified to look up at the moon.

Brother Xu is really grateful to Lan An. If it weren't for him, Brother Xu might be dead now. He would not be able to be like he is now, like a real person. He would not be happy. He hopes that Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo can really be happy.

Early in the morning, Lan An was still lying in bed, and Zhang Xiaomo was coaxing her.

"An An, get up quickly. We have to harvest rice today. Have you forgotten?"

There was a faint light outside, and the candles in the house were lit. The shadows of the two people in the room blended together, creating an indescribable ambiguity.

"Husband, I'm so sleepy."

"Didn't you go to bed early yesterday, An An?"

"On such a cool morning, of course I should sleep."

Lan Euan muttered something, but still got up. After all, harvesting rice was a big deal, and he still cared about the yield of the rice fields. After all, he had worked hard for a long time and hoped that the yield would not be too low.

Brother Xia arrived very early, accompanied by Brother Wu, who also brought a group of workers and yamen runners, and also brought Brother Guo.

"Ang'er, brother, did you miss me? Is the rice ripe so early? I haven't been to the fields for a long time."

Neither of them gave Guo Ge'er a good look. They both planned to ask more about what happened between him and Song Hanzi.

"Brother Guo, we all miss you very much."

It was Brother He who spoke up to break the deadlock. He suddenly understood Brother Xu. It had been quite difficult for him in the past.

"Let's go to the rice paddies now, while it's still cool."

"Brother Wu, are you coming with us? Are you done with your work?"

"Ang'er, I've read reports from various villages and they say this year's grain production is poor, with lots of empty grains. It was dry before, and then there were heavy rains during the poplar blossom season. Your rice is ripe, so I came to check it out."

"Okay, let's go together, but if you have any questions, just ask Brother Xu directly. I don't understand either."

Zhang Xiaomo was chatting with Brother Xia about something. Brother Xia looked at Lan An with shining eyes, which made Lan An feel a little uneasy.

Before Lan An could dodge, Brother Wu blocked Brother Xia's sight and gave Zhang Xiaomo a look.

A group of people soon came to the rice fields. The rice fields were golden and the rice ears were heavy, which looked like a scene of a good harvest.

Many villagers from Lianhua Village also came spontaneously. Everyone was curious about the output of Zhang's rice fields and what the two large objects on the village road were used for.

The village chief, Uncle Zhang, also came. When he saw the county magistrate, he subconsciously wanted to kneel down and salute, but was stopped by Brother Wu with a look. However, he still stayed beside him respectfully.

"Anger, this is your rice field. The yield seems pretty good. Would you consider buying more land?"

"Brother Xia, how did you know I had this idea? Let's wait until the end of the year. I'll take any that's left, but it won't be too much. Ten or so acres will be enough. I plan to get something different."

"Where do you get all these strange things?"

"No, I want to build a unique manor for Brother Xiaomo, but it needs to be planned carefully."

Brother Xia was also very curious, but he couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaomo with envy several times. Brother He was also a little excited. The young boss had to work hard to make money so that he could get more monthly salary.

Zhang Xiaomo held Lan An's hand tightly. He really felt that his An An was quite contradictory. Although he loved money, he would not deliberately make money. Although he was spoiled, he was also able to endure hardships. Although he knew a lot, he did not know a lot of common sense.

In fact, the two have been together for almost a year, and Zhang Xiaomo has not found anything that Lan An particularly likes or is very interested in. But apart from his looks, as long as he acts coquettishly and shows weakness, An An will listen to him in everything. She is really cute.

"Brother Xiaomo, it's time to harvest the rice. You better find a place to sit down and don't get tired."

"An An, do you want to harvest rice too?"

Everyone looked at each other, and Brother Xu thought about it.

"Ang'er, you should rest with Modi. There are so many people here, we can handle it. Besides, your skin is too delicate, and it will be very itchy if the rice gets on you later."

"Little boss, just watch from the side. We don't know how to use that tool, so you can just guide us when the time comes."

Lan An thought about it and decided that since he didn't know how to do it anyway, he shouldn't delay everyone's work. Besides, he felt a little tired recently, so he just leaned on Zhang Xiaomo's shoulder and took a nap.

Everyone quickly divided the work. It was Brother He's first time to use a sickle to harvest rice, so he was really unskilled. Even Brother Guo could harvest faster than him.

The weather was not that hot, but Brother He was sweating a lot. The sweat was salty and could easily drip into his eyes, making him feel sour and astringent and very uncomfortable.

Brother Man, who was standing by, saw that Brother He kept blinking his eyes. He had not harvested much rice and his hands were blistered, which was a bit of a hindrance. He pulled Brother He aside, took his sickle, and silently started harvesting rice.

In the entire farmland, apart from Brother He, there was only Brother Xia. He was also unfamiliar with harvesting rice. Brother Wu was watching him from the side, feeling very worried. Occasionally, he would teach him by hand. However, Brother Xia was also very impatient and gave up after harvesting twice.

"Ang'er, don't sleep. Do you know how to use this?"

"It's very simple. Brother Xia, I'll teach you."

Lan Euan yawned and stood up. Brother He also came to his side and began to demonstrate how to thresh the rice ears.

Lan Euan came to the rice bed with a handful of rice, stepped on the pedal with his feet, and knocked the two sides of the rice bed with the rice. He put the knocked rice into the wheel, and the rice grains fell off one by one quickly. However, it still tested his arm strength, and his hands would easily become sore after knocking for a long time.

"An An, your hands must be sore, take a break."

"Young Master, I know how to do it. Let me do it. It just so happens that I don't know how to harvest rice either."

Zhang Xiaomo took Lan An away. They came to the side and Zhang Xiaomo rubbed his sore wrist.

Brother He then took off the ears of corn. It was really tiring. The young master was indeed a martial artist, and his arms were quite strong.

When Eucalyptus globulus was using the rice bed to thresh the rice ears, a group of villagers gathered around. Everyone was very curious and excited, and wanted to experience it for themselves. However, no one was willing to speak up, as they were afraid of damaging it. It was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into making it.

But seeing that Brother He had already started, and it looked easy, the villagers were all eager to try it.

Brother He took off his clothes for a while, and Brother Xia next to him wanted to try it. Brother He patiently demonstrated it again, and then went to the side to rest, as his hands were so sore.

Brother Xia got the hang of it in no time. Although he was not as skilled as Lan Euan, he was pretty good at it. Brother Wu watched from the side, helping to pass the rice from time to time, and was very doting on him.

Brother Xia experienced it for a while and then went to rest aside because the weather was still too hot.

Under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers all experienced the rice beds. It was really convenient, much more convenient than using a stone mill, and cleaner. There was no need to pick the rice grains one by one manually.

With more people, there is more strength, and the speed is faster. The three acres of land were harvested in less than a day, and the ears were also threshed. The hand-cranked grain blower was also very useful. Most of the straw and empty shells could be separated out very well. After drying, they only needed to be blown once with the grain blower before being stored in the warehouse.

Originally, it would take Gu Feng's family at least half a month to harvest and thresh the three acres of land, and at most more than twenty days to complete. Now, with the help of these two farm tools, the family can complete the task in three days at most, which greatly saves time and improves efficiency.

The villagers were all very surprised and curious about the two farm tools. Brother Wu also gained a new understanding of rice beds and hand-cranked rice blowers. He felt that promoting these two farm tools would greatly improve farmers' autumn harvest efficiency. Brother Xia was also very satisfied, but Lan An didn't care.

"Old Xia, how long does it take to make these two?"

"If it's quick, it'll take about a month to complete one set."

"How many sets do you have?"

"Only two sets, what's the matter?"

"You should understand me?"

"Know it."

Lan Ean didn't pay attention to their riddles. Looking at the villagers' enthusiastic eyes, he directly asked the questions they cared about.

"Brother Xia, how much is this price?"

"Oh, the rice bed is thirty taels, and the rice blower is twenty-two taels. A set is fifty taels."

"So expensive?"

"There's no other way. It takes too long to make and costs a lot of labor."

Lan Euan also knows that everything in this era relies on manual labor, which is very inefficient, so more complex items are very expensive and have to be ordered in advance.

"Ang'er, do you know how much rice we harvested from our three mu of land?"

"How much, Brother Xu?"

"Now it has 15 deniers, and after drying it should be around 13 deniers, so the yield per acre is more than four deniers."

"Oh, that's all."

"Ang'er, do you know that in the entire Chuqi Kingdom, the yield of one acre of land rarely reaches 3 dan, and most of them are only one or two dan. Your yield is simply outrageous."

"Brother Xia, please exaggerate a little more."

"Old Wu, tell him, he still doesn't believe me."

Brother Wu glanced at Zhang Xiaomo, and the two of them went aside and talked about something, and came back after a while.

"An An, let's give all this to Brother Wu."

"Sure, but what about the family's taxes?"

"Anger, your family doesn't have to pay taxes."

"I don't like being special or having trouble."

In the end, only enough rice was left to pay taxes.

Lan An didn't know that all his rice was used as seeds by Brother Wu. He rented two hundred acres of land and asked the Minister of Agriculture, whom he was familiar with in the capital, to help him farm.

Today, the entire Lianhua Village was in an uproar. The Zhang family's rice yield was more than four dan per acre. If the villagers had not seen it with their own eyes and the county magistrate had not been present in person, none of them would have believed it.

For a while, there was more discussion about blue eucalyptus. Of course, most people envied Zhang Xiaomo and said that blue eucalyptus would bring good luck to her husband.

After a busy day, Brother Xia returned home and kept staring at Lan An, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Lan An couldn't stand being stared at.

"Brother Xia, don't tell me you like me? I have a husband."

Two glares shot towards Brother Xia, and Zhang Xiaomo and Brother Wu both looked displeased. Brother Xia felt a great deal of pressure for a moment, as the murderous aura was too strong.

"No, I always treated you as my younger brother. I was just curious about what Modi said about making ice."

"Oh, this, Brother Xiaomo won't let me do it, and I hurt my hand last time."

"Ah, I saw you working fine today, are you hurt anywhere?"

Brother Xia was a little anxious after he finished speaking. This was his gold nugget, and he made money from it. Brother Guo was also a little worried. He picked up Lan Euan's hand and looked at it again and again.

And what about the ice making? How come so many things happened at home when he hadn't been home for a while?

"Anger, where are you hurt?"

Lan An also felt that they were making a big deal out of nothing, and pointed helplessly at the small mark on his hand, which was almost invisible.

"That's it?"

Brother Xia and Brother Guo looked at each other, feeling helpless.

"Isn't it enough to leave a scar?"

Zhang Xiaomo's low voice sounded faintly, and the two immediately shook their heads. Guo Ge'er was really afraid of his brother, and he would easily get angry whenever it came to An Ge'er.

Brother Xia knew how much Lan An listened to Zhang Xiaomo. If he wanted to successfully know how to make ice, he still needed Zhang Xiaomo's approval. He had to bow his head when asking for help from others.

Zhang Xiaomo was very satisfied with their tact and said lightly

"Brother He, Brother Xu, you have also watched Lan Euan's demonstration, so you should all know how to do it. Let you demonstrate and An An will give you some guidance."

"Brother Wu, Brother Xia, watch carefully. Once you learn this, hurry up and make a fortune while you can. But you can't eat this ice."

"Okay, let's get started."

Brother Xu and Brother He were also forced to do it, and everyone was staring at them. Fortunately, Lan An explained it in detail. When the saltpeter water quickly misted when it came into contact with water, everyone except Zhang Xiaomo and Lan An and his wife were still very surprised. Everyone in the Zhang family who had seen it was surprised again, even Xu and He who were demonstrating it.

"Ang'er, you are truly an amazing person. It's a pity that you are a boy, otherwise you would definitely be valued by the emperor."

"Old Xia, be careful with your words."

"Brother Xia, you know, I'm not interested in anyone other than Brother Xiaomo. Besides, I don't think your emperor is a good emperor."

"An An, don't say that anymore."

"Brother Xiaomo, aren't these all family members?"

"Anger, where did you find this saltpeter?"

"Next to my toilet. This is very common in dry areas, toilets, and stables. But it easily mixes with the soil, so it needs to be separated."

"How to separate."

Lan An asked Aunt Li to demonstrate how to separate them, which once again surprised Brother Xia and Brother Wu.

"Brother An, do you really not want a career in government? Doesn't Brother Mo want one either?"

"Brother Wu, we don't want to, so don't ask any more questions in the future."

"Know it."

Brother Wu glanced at Zhang Xiaomo, and the two looked at each other. Zhang Xiaomo's eyes were deep and dark, and Brother Wu could only sigh helplessly.

Brother He was also a little helpless. He understood that the young master didn't want to be a scholar, but why didn't the eldest master, who was already a scholar, want to be a scholar? Now was a good opportunity.

"Rest here today. You'll see ice tomorrow. It's a good opportunity for you to learn how to get saltpeter and make ice."

"Okay. Then I'll trouble Mo Di and An An."

"Everyone else in the family will be fine. Don't disturb us whether you have something to do or not. Brother He, please entertain us well."

"It just so happens that the rice still needs to be dried for two days, so we'll stay here for a few days."

"Yes, there is a room. You can stay here for two more days. Aunt Li will arrange the meals. I am too tired today, so I won't entertain you any more."

Lan An asked Brother He to take them to the guest room. Lan An was really tired recently and just wanted to go to bed. Zhang Xiaomo saw that his eyelids were about to close, so he didn't stay for long and took Lan An back to the room to wash up and go to bed.