Chapter 45 Accident
Jun Yu tried to remain calm and put all the potatoes back into the large vat in the kitchen.
He changed his clothes, made a pot of tea, and pretended not to care.
"This is just a simple peasant tea. General, please don't despise it."
Huo Yan's expression was subtle. "I never thought that the prince could now farm properly."
Jun Yu was unconcerned. "There's no such thing as a prince. I'm just an ordinary farmer in a border town. I can't say I'm any good at farming, but I'm definitely trying to learn."
Huo Lian nodded. "Jun Qiulan is not at home today?"
He had been there for quite a while, but no one came out.
Jun Yu remained calm, "The weather is getting colder, so Lan'er wants to hunt more rabbits and get some fur for the winter."
My son went to film a movie today and said he would probably be back a little late.
Then you don't have to worry about collision.
General Huo can't wait here until midnight.
Huo Lian was lost in thought. "Mr. Jun hasn't answered my question yet."
Jun Yu showed a surprised expression, "Oh? General Huo is asking about potatoes? You haven't seen them either?"
Jun Qiulan's rapid progress in acting skills in modern times may be due to his inheritance from his father.
Jun Yu's expression was three parts confusion, three parts shock, and four parts surprise.
It's as if he's saying, it's normal for me, a weak scholar who has never farmed, not to know all the grains, but why don't you know them either?
He said, "We bought these from a traveling merchant a while ago. He didn't know what they were, but he knew they were edible. They had already sprouted, and he was about to throw them away. We didn't have much money, so we bought them at a low price. Now, we just remembered that we can harvest them today. The word 'potato' was coined by my son. It means beans planted in the soil."
Huo Lian seemed to be lost in thought.
This family was born into a wealthy family, and they probably couldn't tell the difference between wheat and rice in the first half of their lives.
Even if you don't know the crops, you can still understand it.
But isn’t this one a little too magical?
This inconspicuous clod of earth had sprouted. Common sense says that sprouted crops are inedible. So, this family spent a small amount of money to buy this thing? And they even planted it.
During a war, a hundred soldiers might not be able to match his brain.
But when he deals with literati, he may not be able to avoid one literati among a hundred of them.
I always feel like something is wrong, but there is no flaw in Jun Yu's words.
Never mind, he must get this food, but there is no rush today.
It's winter now and we can't farm.
He came today again for cement.
He definitely wouldn't believe that Jun Shuwan took it back to repair the wall and didn't do it on purpose.
Jun Shuwan, the girl, doesn’t understand what this cement means, but she can understand it. Even Jun Yu, the scholar, doesn’t understand it, but he can barely understand it. But Jun Qiulan doesn’t understand it, so it can’t be explained.
Jun Qiulan has been the crown prince for so many years, and he is not a fool.
He had made some political achievements in the past.
It was obvious that his family had exposed the cement to him on purpose.
He asked Jun Shuwan, and Jun Shuwan said that the family wanted to build a house, so his father and brother found a way to get the cement.
He wondered if Jun Qiulan and his family had something to ask for, so he simply waited at home for a few days.
One by one, he remained silent.
Not only did Jun Qiulan not show up, but Jun Shuwan in the mansion also didn't say a word. Now, apart from taking care of the winter clothes made for the soldiers this year with his wife, he was also learning horse riding.
Not a word was said about the cement.
As a result, he was the first one who couldn't sit still.
In order to prevent his family from thinking too much, he came here alone today.
"Mr. Jun, I won't keep you in suspense. I want the formula for that cement. Can you give it to me? Gold or silver? Asylum? Or something else? Just be frank. This general doesn't like to play around with those things."
Jun Yu couldn't help laughing, "We just want to live a peaceful life, what else do we want?"
He thought about it for a moment and then spoke frankly, "This matter is actually not complicated. The firing of cement consumes manpower and material resources. If we rely on our family alone, we may not be able to fire enough cement even after the house is built. General, if you have the cement formula, please send us a few dozen trucks of cement first. We are still waiting to build the house."
There is no need to explain too much about those little thoughts.
Huo Lian frowned, "Is it that simple?"
Jun Yu said firmly: "It's that simple!"
Huo Lian: "Then why don't you let Miss Wan'er tell me directly? Even if you tell my wife, it will be the same."
Jun Yu laughed heartily. "General, you should know that our current status is already awkward. The textile machine we presented was to provide Wan'er with protection. The alcohol and epidemic prevention methods we later presented were also because we considered that if the nest is overturned, no one will be left unharmed. But this time, the cement is different. General, you should understand this."
He stood up and said, "How about General, come with me to take a look at the new house?"
Although it had only been under construction for a short time, Jun Qiulan requested that it be completed as soon as possible and was paid more wages. The workers led by Master Qin were all very skilled, and now the house has taken shape.
Cement is used to bond bricks together.
Not to mention, the combination of these two materials looks quite harmonious.
"The wall next to it was built first. It's already dry. General Huo can give it a try."
Huo Lian was not shy, as he also wanted to test how strong it was.
But he used up almost all his strength and still couldn't push down half of the wall, and it didn't even move at all.
"General, there's a patch of land here where they've mixed cement and dried it. Would you like to take a look?"
Huo Lian had no scruples about what was wasted on the ground. He chopped with a knife and kicked with his feet, and conducted all kinds of experiments. He even dug out the soil under the cement. The cement on the surface was still indestructible, and its solidity made his eyes light up again and again.
"Okay, it's a good thing."
Huo Lian laughed heartily.
"You two, father and son, really made the right choice to come to this border town."
He didn't care where the cement came from, nor did he care what the father and son's purpose was.
This old emperor really sent two capable generals to the border town.
This thing is not afraid of water or fire, and ordinary swords and knives cannot cause any damage to it. It can be used to repair city walls and is not afraid of enemy catapults.
Huo Yan felt happy and asked, "Do you know the recipe?"
"I will write to the General."
The two returned to the courtyard.
"The recipe is so simple?" Huo Lian still couldn't believe it.
Jun Yu nodded. "This cement isn't difficult to make. If you want it to be stronger, add some iron powder and it will double in strength."
Huo Lian's expression became even more excited. "What about you guys? Do you really only need a few truckloads of cement to repair the house?"
He couldn't believe it. Such a good thing was given to him, but he only wanted a few trucks of finished products?
Jun Yu was also happy. "Our eldest nephew is still in the border town. He will be doing business in the future and will be able to take care of us. The money and food he earns may not be much, but it is enough for the family to have food and clothing. Please do not tell anyone about the origin of this recipe, General."
Huo Lian now truly believed that they just wanted to live a peaceful life.
If Jun Qiulan were still the crown prince, this recipe appearing in the court would be another powerful political achievement.
It is even more difficult to defeat him. If he has not taken it out before, it means that he has not existed before.
Jun Yu added, "The new prefect may also send the formula through Mr. Su. This cement is good and inexpensive. It may be used in building bridges and roads, and for building houses for the people in the future."
Huo Lian understood, and he didn't care about the internal affairs of the border town.
However, he had dealt with the new prefect before. He was a smart man and someone who could get things done.
The people in border towns suffer, not only from the war but also from the hardship of life.
It would be a good thing if the prefect could come forward to improve people's livelihood.
"You can decide for yourselves about this matter." Huo Lian didn't care.
The two chatted for a while, and before Jun Qiulan returned home, Huo Lian was ready to leave.
He only remembered it before leaving.
I have never seen that clod of earth before. What if I can't find the merchant? Then the only thing that Jun Yu brought as seeds is the basket he brought just now.
He considered his words and said, "Mr. Jun, please name a price. Can you sell me that box of dirt?"
"This? The General is talking about the potatoes he dug up today?"
Jun Yu was a little hesitant, because he knew his son could buy more potatoes from there.
But that’s all on the surface.
This food will be delivered and promoted sooner or later.
I don't seek fame or fortune, I just want to find a last resort for my family.
They didn’t know before that there was a chance to change the time travel, but now that they know, they have to try.
The butcher knife hanging over your head really makes you feel uneasy.
Jun Yu organized his words and said, "As for potatoes, Lan'er said before that he had other plans. When he comes back, I will tell him to talk to the general another day. How about that?"
Huo Lian felt that what he said was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Thought about it.
"Very well, then. This General will be waiting for you, Young Master Jun. Sorry for disturbing you today. This General will be leaving first."
"Take care, General."
After Huo Lian left, Jun Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.
When he dug out the potatoes today and saw the yield, he had an idea.
I didn’t expect the high yield my son mentioned could be so high.
Planting one acre of land is enough to feed the whole family for a year.
The villagers cannot know about this for the time being, otherwise there will be trouble.
I wonder how the spies in the city have been cleared out?
If this news gets back to the imperial court, there will probably be another bloody storm.
Jun Yu thought about it for a while and went next door to call his wife back.
In their family, they always discuss things together.
The couple closed the door and talked in whispers for a long time.
The main problem is that General Huo saw today that there are only so many potatoes.
If you take out more, it will be obvious that something is wrong.
If this basket of potatoes is to reach the promotion amount, then we have to wait another two years, right?
Huo Lian also said today that the situation in the capital was becoming increasingly chaotic, and the emperor even began to skip court occasionally.
The chaotic situation in the capital has both advantages and disadvantages for them.
The best way is to open up the passage as soon as possible, so that they can survive if the butcher's knife falls one day.
Nothing is more important than the lives of your family.
We still have to wait for my son to come back and discuss it together.
At this moment, Jun Qiulan was looking at the weather forecast on his mobile phone anxiously.
He always thought that the weather forecast was amazing. Apart from the climate, even the temperature was almost always accurate. He habitually checked it every day when he woke up to make sure he added or removed any clothes, and it also reminded him whether he needed to bring rain gear.
He also checked this morning and saw that Fengcheng was cloudy and turning to overcast.
But this afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast and it started to rain.
He was still wondering, because there had never been such a mistake in the weather forecast before.
At most it said it would be cloudy, but it ended up drizzling.
Today's cloudy weather suddenly turned into showers? That's a huge difference.
So he opened the weather forecast again and took a look.
When he saw this, his blood almost froze.
The location displayed on the phone is not in Fengcheng, but in Lincheng.
Lincheng is right next to Fengcheng, and he had seen the map before.
He came to another place, the first time he came to another place.
Without his knowledge.
He knew that they were going to shoot outdoor scenes today. He had also shot outdoor scenes in Strategy of a Bastard before, so he had a rough idea of what it was about.
They set out this morning and walked for an hour, but he was chatting with Director Su and Si Wei and didn't notice this situation at all.
But what should we do now?
He used to worry that if he went to another place, he would not be able to come back.
"Xiao Qiulan, hurry up, it's your turn," Si Wei called out. "Director Su thinks rainy days can create more artistic atmosphere. This is your last scene. Come on! We've already made the ginger soup, let's do our best to get it right."
The weather here has turned cooler, and it's still a bit cold to get caught in the rain in this season.
But art always requires pursuit and dedication.
Jun Qiulan couldn't move.
"What are you still standing there for?" The martial arts instructor had become quite familiar with Jun Qiulan today. "Hurry up and go! It's the last scene, a death scene. There's a red envelope for that."
Jun Qiulan put the phone back.
Although he really wanted to travel back home immediately, regardless of whether he could succeed or not, he wanted to confirm whether he could go back from another place.
But he couldn't, his mind told him that he couldn't do that.
And you can't do this in public.
If he could go back and suddenly do something like this, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
If he fails, he will collapse on the spot, and when people ask him, he won't even know how to explain it.
He cheered himself up a little.
Wait until he starts filming.
There were basically no lines, and in one fight scene, he was one against eight people.
The plot is that he gradually lost to the villain and died under the sword of the villain in order to protect the protagonist.
A very simple scene.
Jun Qiulan had performed his previous roles very well, and everyone thought there was no problem.
Everyone tried their best to pass through in one go, and no one wanted to get wet in the rain.
But Jun Qiulan had something on his mind, so when he drew his sword, he was even more fierce.
It can also be said to be more urgent.
This resulted in him beating eight people by himself and preventing them from getting close to him.
"Cut." Director Su wasn't angry either. "Xiao Qiulan, take it easy. You hit me too hard. Everyone, take a break and have a bowl of ginger soup."
Jun Qiulan wiped the rain off her face and said, "Sorry, I'll adjust."
"It's okay, it's not a big problem." Director Su said, "You have a good sense of camera, and some of the shots can be used after editing."
Jun Qiulan’s fighting scene just now was undoubtedly beautiful, but it was indeed not in line with the current plot.
We have to reshoot it.
Jun Qiulan bowed to everyone and said, "I'm sorry for letting everyone get wet in the rain with me."
This kid is well-behaved and polite, and everyone in the crew likes him very much.
This kind of situation is unavoidable when filming, and everyone says it’s okay.
Jun Qiulan: "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Go ahead."
Today we are shooting outdoors, there is no toilet, only a temporary bathroom.
If many people use it together, it will inevitably be dirty and smelly. No one would come if they couldn't stand it.
Many men even went directly to the nearby woods to solve the problem on their own.
But Jun Qiulan had no choice.
There is a risk of exposure in the woods.
Only the toilet is more private.
Jun Qiulan held his breath and closed his eyes.
He was actually a little afraid, afraid that he really couldn't go back, and he would definitely collapse.
Just like when he first came into this world, he felt terrified.
Time waits for no one.
He tried hard to recall the feeling of traveling through time on a daily basis.
In the blink of an eye, I was back to a familiar place.
Maybe it was because he had just been caught in the rain, or maybe it was because he was too excited, Jun Qiulan exhaled in one breath and choked on himself.
Unable to stop coughing.
It was as if the mysterious force was mocking his timidity and panic.
Jun Qiulan wanted to laugh, but the more he laughed, the more he coughed.
He had read some novels about traveling across two worlds, but the protagonists in those novels either traveled through time with a system or found a pattern in their travels.
Only he can travel through time whenever he wants. He can't find the pattern and doesn't know where this ability comes from, which makes him timid.
Besides, can fiction be the same as reality?
Jun Yu and Song Xirong both heard their son's coughing in the room and immediately pushed the door open. Little Songsong ran even faster and started meowing around Jun Qiulan.
When I looked again, my son was soaked and looked very miserable.
"Son, has something gone wrong? Don't scare me. What's wrong with you? Why are you all wet?"
Jun Yu was even more anxious. His son had said he would be back very late today, but it was only mid-afternoon.
Jun Qiulan couldn't stop coughing and couldn't utter a complete sentence. He could only wave his hands and say that everything was fine.
Seeing that he didn't look nervous anymore, Jun Yu felt relieved and poured him a cup of hot tea. "Just relax first. You're such a grown man, and you still choked yourself."
After drinking the water, Jun Qiulan finally felt better.
"Mom and Dad, I'm fine. I was just filming a scene on a rainy day, and I was still in costume."
The couple finally felt relieved.
"Then why did you come back suddenly?"
Jun Qiulan explained again.
He has been traveling through time for so long, but has never been to other places. Firstly, he has no chance, and secondly, he doesn't dare to try it easily.
No matter how beautiful that world is, his family is the most important.
He didn't dare to imagine how painful his parents and younger sister would be if they couldn't wait for him to come home one day.
It is obvious that even if they don't rely on things here, they can still have enough food and clothing in the border town.
From his parents' selfish point of view, they would definitely prefer that he not take any more risks, but he already has his own ideas.
I asked Master Qingheng last time, and he only said that since he didn't do anything harmful to the world, his abilities wouldn't be taken back. As for whether he could come back after going out of town, no one knew.
Unexpectedly, today was also an accident.
This result made Jun Yu and Song Xirong laugh and cry, and they were even more relieved in their hearts.
If the son is not in the film and television city, he can still come back. Similarly, if the son is not in the border town, he should be able to travel through time.
Although they cannot leave the border town without an imperial edict, there are bound to be other situations in the future.
This ability will not disappear regardless of location, which is an extra layer of protection.
After getting the confirmation today, Jun Qiulan's tense heart finally relaxed.
"Okay, son, I have to go back to filming and can't be away for too long. Don't worry, Mom and Dad. We can talk about other things when I get back tonight."
"Okay, go get busy."
Jun Qiulan returned to the crew again, feeling completely relaxed.
"Sorry to have kept you all waiting."
Zhao Zhao even joked, "You must have been in a hurry to go to the bathroom just now, so you called so urgently."
Jun Qiulan smiled and didn't explain.
Director Su was also happy, "People have three urgent matters, I understand, next time you can tell me in advance."
Jun Qiulan still smiled.
no way.
So happy.
Even if he is out of town, he can still go home, hey.
If he has the chance in the future, he will be able to visit the big cities in this country, or even go anywhere if he has enough money.
He also wants to try flying and taking the high-speed rail to experience the speed and passion of traveling at a rapid pace.
This world is so beautiful. Although he doesn’t have much of a sense of belonging, this doesn’t stop him from wanting to get to know this new world.
There is one more thing, the most important thing.
It means that he no longer needs to worry about the shooting location when accepting a role in the future.
This is also one of the reasons why he has never signed with an agency.
Now...
No, he still wasn't going to change his mind.
The restrictions have been reduced, but his thoughts will not change. He does not want to be affected by his freedom after signing with an agency.
It's more convenient now. When he has something to do, it's not a big problem if he doesn't work for ten days or half a month.
I just mean that in the future I can go to other places to film.
Now that I was in good shape, the next scenes were easy to shoot.
This time no one made any mistakes and we passed directly.
After adding some small details, Jun Qiulan’s role today has ended.
To be precise, all his roles in this play are over.
"Congratulations on wrapping up."
Although it is a small role, Director Su is a very direct person. Since he has taken advantage of the popularity of the Folding Fan Young Master, he naturally has to arrange the arrangements properly.
The bags were bulging with flowers for the wrap-up and red envelopes for the death scene.
He was well prepared.
Jun Qiulan was heartwarming, "Thank you, Director Su."
"Let's work together again in the future." Director Su paused and added, "I hope I can attract more investment in the future so I can afford to hire you."
This sentence undoubtedly means that Jun Qiulan will become very famous in the future.
Jun Qiulan bowed like in the play, "Thank you very much, Director, for your kindness, and thank you all for your support."
Director Su laughed heartily. "Go ahead, drink another bowl of ginger soup, wipe yourself clean, and change into clean clothes. When the crew is not short of money in the future, I will definitely move the bathroom over to everyone."
Jun Qiulan was also overjoyed.
This crew is really quite joyful.
Although many props seemed to be crudely made and far inferior to those in "Strategy of a Bastard", even the crews he had acted as an extra in before were far better than his show.
But Jun Qiulan had read the script. It was a suspenseful detective story, the cases were very interesting, and the logic was very strict. Although everyone's acting skills were not superb, they were definitely up to standard, and they all treated their work with care.
Director Su may seem out of touch, but the works he produced are good, at least Jun Qiulan thinks they are very good.
It should be able to reach a higher level through editing in the later stage.
Having been in the acting industry for some time, he has developed his own appreciation ability.
Today's performance went smoothly.
When we got home from work, the sky was clear.
Jun Qiulan got on the crew's bus as he wished, looked up at the sky, and suddenly smiled.
The last time we wrapped up filming, it was also raining, and it was raining this time too.
Is this also an unspeakable coincidence?
"What are you doing on the bus?" Si Wei poked his head in. "Come on, take our bus. I have something to tell you."
Jun Qiulan felt regretful that he could not experience the bus again. This big guy looked so domineering.
On the way back, Jun Qiulan was still holding the flowers.
"Brother Si, is there anything else?"
"Here's the thing. I have a friend who has a role in a film. It's a Taoist priest. He doesn't have many scenes. It's a modern drama, but they're going to film it somewhere else. Do you have any ideas?"
Jun Qiulan was in a delicate mood.
He just found out today that he could travel back in time from another place, and now someone has introduced him to a job elsewhere.
It's just a pity.
"I've also accepted a role, but it's not convenient for me to go to other crews there, and it's being filmed locally, so I can't go out of town for the time being."
Director Wang has also been notified that filming will begin soon, but the specific time has not yet been determined.
Now he doesn't dare to run around.
What's more, it's time to deal with things at home.
Si Wei also felt regretful, "It's okay, we can cooperate again if we have the chance in the future."
Jun Qiulan agreed, "I'll deliver the folding fan to you tomorrow. Do you have any requirements for calligraphy or paintings?"
"You decide. Just keep up the good work."
The entire crew exudes a kind of stubborn poverty. In the meal scenes, the dishes on the table are all props.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll give it a try."
"Okay, just arrange it. The account will be transferred to you along with the pay for this film. You just have to wait a few days."
Jun Qiulan also agreed, saying that he had enough money and was confident, so there was no need to rush for the next few days.
There were no more scenes to film in the evening, so Director Su and Si Wei took Jun Qiulan home.
"You live here?"
I can't believe it.
Such a popular actor lives in a rental house in an urban village.
Well, although this popularity is still mixed with a lot of water, it shouldn’t be so bad that you can’t even afford to rent a single apartment, right?
It’s not that I think urban villages are bad.
They all come from ordinary families. When they first started working, they lived in basements and shared houses.
It’s just that Jun Qiulan is different from them.
Actors, once their addresses are exposed, it is dangerous.
Especially in this kind of urban village, there are many tenants now, and there are many people and eyes.
Director Su analyzed the situation with Jun Qiulan.
In fact, Jun Qiulan has gotten used to living there, and the landlord is very nice to him.
He rented the house in the first place just to have a place to cross conveniently and safely. When there was nothing important here, he would still return to live in the village.
But we have to consider what Director Su said.
Not to mention his own safety, it would be inappropriate to disturb Uncle Hua and his family.
When Jun Qiulan arrived at the door of her house, she happened to meet Uncle Hua.
"Hey, are you back from filming? Have you eaten yet? How about coming to my place for a bite?"
"No, I've already eaten." Jun Qiulan replied with a smile, "By the way, Uncle Hua, have there been too many strangers around our house recently?"
"No, I didn't notice it. What's wrong? What happened?"
Jun Qiulan hesitated for a moment, but still told Uncle Hua.
He has been on the hot search list many times, and there are quite a few people who know him.
Whenever he goes out on the street now, he will encounter people taking pictures of him from a distance.
He hadn't cared about it before and didn't think it mattered, but Director Su just told him that he had to consider these issues.
It’s no wonder that those actors wear sunglasses, masks and hats when they go out privately.
I also don't want my private life to be disturbed.
For him, everything is a secret. Although he will not travel through time in public, he will occasionally buy some strange things, such as the cement he bought before.
There are many smart people in this world, and there are some high-tech things that he doesn't understand at all. What if someone can find clues from these things?
Uncle Hua got anxious when he heard this: "What? You want to move out?"
Putting aside the issue of calligraphy and painting, he quite likes this child.
"I don't plan to move out for now, but I'm worried about getting you into trouble and affecting your life."
Uncle Hua didn't care at all. "It's not a big deal. It's not important. Even if that day comes and you want to move, your uncle still has a small two-bedroom apartment not far away. It was originally bought for my daughter to use when she gets married, but she ended up buying a house in a big city. The small two-bedroom apartment over there has been renovated, but no one has lived in it. If you want to move, you can consider it. I'm relieved to leave the house to you."
Jun Qiulan was truly touched. "I'll consider it. If I have any ideas later, I'll contact Uncle Hua."
"Okay, go back and rest first."
Jun Qiulan went back and waited for a while, tidied the house, changed his clothes, took a shower, and then returned to the border town.
It’s really convenient to be able to take a hot shower when you get home.
He also plans to install this electric water heater at home, but he doesn't know if it can be powered by a solar generator.
When my parents wanted to take a bath, he would usually bring them buckets of water from here, but as the weather got colder, it became more inconvenient for them to take a bath.
My parents are both clean people, and they would probably feel irritated if they couldn't take a bath for ten days or half a month.
Got home.
Jun Yucai mentioned that Huo Lan had come today and happened to see him digging potatoes.
Potato can no longer hide the truth.
I just wanted to ask my son what he thought specifically.
Jun Qiulan frowned, he really didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
But it's not a big problem. His father is also smart and said that he bought it by accident from a merchant.
Then there is no way to verify the origin of this potato.
If General Huo wants it, just give it to him.
But it can’t be given for free.
They only needed the cement formula and a few truckloads of cement.
You can't say that you will give me 500 kilograms of potatoes after you grow them, right?
Hiss~!
It doesn’t seem to be impossible.
This potato is durable and can be used as a staple food or as a vegetable.
This world's test of famine is not as great as that of the other world.
Although they now rely on another source of supplies, they have no land. If there is a famine in the future, their family will still have enough to eat. Only a fool would not see that there is a problem.
They have to make it public so that everyone knows they have some food in stock.
After all, it is impossible for them to really buy a few pieces of land and actually farm them.
It would be fine if there was no such opportunity. Now it seems there is no need for it. Who in their family can farm?
Who knows how to farm?
Why bother to suffer that punishment?
Another thing is that he needs to accumulate merit. All the potatoes were given to General Huo, and General Huo would definitely focus on the military camp first and would not promote it for the time being.
Then the merits he obtains may be greatly reduced, or even slowed down.
We have to find a way to let the people in the border towns cultivate one and a half mu of land as soon as possible.
The more people he helps, the more merit he will gain.
Of course, this is just his initial guess.
If Huo Lan had not seen the number of potatoes Jun Yu dug, he could still have done it secretly, but now he had to think of another way.
"The cement has a clear path through General Huo's side. Tomorrow, my son will go to Mr. Su's place and resolve the issue with the prefect. Potato... I'll go talk to General Huo."
"Do you need Dad to go with you?"
"No need. Dad has to supervise the work every day. I'm worried about Mom being alone at home."
Jun Yu and Song Xirong both laughed.
The next morning, Jun Qiulan went to deliver folding fans to the crew.
Because I verified that I could travel through time even in other places, I was probably a little excited last night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
He simply got up and drew the picture he had promised Director Su.
He painted an ink-and-wash landscape painting, which he was good at, and added poetry to it.
The ink has dried this morning, but there is no time to frame it, so I can only give it to Director Su and the others to frame it themselves.
"This is great." Director Su was also a half-baked person. "Look at this landscape. It's majestic and yet graceful."
Jun Qiulan had a hard time holding back his laughter.
Si Wei immediately started to laugh at him, "After all, he's a director who graduated from a famous university, but what he said sounds completely uncultured."
Director Su: "What do you know? This is because this painting is so good that I can't find an accurate adjective."
Everyone was happy.
"By the way, I haven't asked you how much I should pay for this painting."
Jun Qiulan knew the crew had no money. "Just give it as the director sees fit. I have something else to do today, so I have to leave now. I'll come back to play with you guys another day."
The crew is full of young people, and everyone can talk to each other, so it's quite joyful.
Director Su knew what was going on. "Then I won't keep you here. Come back when you have time."
When I left the crew, I encountered tension.
In this suspenseful detective drama, Jun Qiulan's role and Zhang Li's role were not in the same case, so they didn't encounter each other in the past two days.
The two chatted for a while.
Now another film crew has announced that Zhang Li wants to look for Jun Qiulan to film a movie, and so have various agencies. This time the conditions offered are even better than last time.
Zhang Li was jealous.
However, he knew Jun Qiulan's plan and did not reply to them. They just happened to meet today and said a few words.
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhang."
Jun Qiulan was actually a little helpless about this matter.
On the way back, he simply posted a Weibo, stating that he had no plans to sign with an agency for the time being, and then contacted those bloggers and sent them an email address for cooperation.
After sending the message, he didn't care anymore.
I'm going into the city today and want to visit Wan'er on the way.
I'd better bring something over to Wan'er.
There is still Youyou Supermarket.
He even suspected that the security guards at the door knew him.
I bought some candies and daily necessities for Wan'er, and saw that the clothing section next to it was starting to buy winter clothes.
He took a closer look and saw a type of clothing called thermal underwear, which piqued his interest.
I touched the sample and it was light and breathable, but very soft inside.
He waved his hand and bought two sets for each person in his family.
These are all inner clothes, so there is no need to worry about them being seen by outsiders. Just be a little careful when hanging them up to dry.
After shopping, I went home, packed up, and headed into the city.
In the city, when he passed by the place where his father used to set up a stall, the owner of the pork shop next door greeted him.
"Why hasn't your father come to set up his stall recently? Your little sister hasn't come either. Some people have been asking about it these days."
Jun Qiulan also politely replied: "My family is building a house recently, and my father is too busy to come and set up the stall for the time being."
The stall was initially set up to make more money for the family, and later to provide cover for the fan business.
Now that my cousin and his family have arrived, there is a reasonable explanation for the whereabouts of the family’s money and fans, and there is no need to let Dad go out in the wind and sun anymore.
The pork shop owner felt a little regretful because his son had learned a lot of characters from Mr. Jun.
He acted quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly, slicing off the fat-covered pork belly with one knife. "Here, take it back and add a dish to your family. Mr. Jun taught my son how to write before, and he didn't charge any money. I, Old Zhu, don't have any other skills, but I do understand the concept of repaying a favor."
Jun Qiulan waved his hands repeatedly, "No need, Dad also sees that your child is smart, and teaching him to read can also help him pass the time."
During this period, the scholar in the village would come to chat with my father from time to time. He thought that after the house was built, my father would want to find something to pass the time and enrich his life. It would be nice for him to be a teacher in the village.
By the way, I told Boss Zhu about this.
The village is not far from the city, and the tuition fees in the village school are not high.
Boss Zhu was even happier now. His family had a long-term business. Although they were not rich, they could still afford to send their children to school if they squeezed a little.
He had to give this piece of meat to Jun Qiulan.
Jun Qiulan couldn't refuse, so he just took the meat to Mr. Su.
Mr. Su is not very rich.
The one who received him was the servant Liu Tong whom he had met before.
Liu Tong didn't care about what happened before, but he respected Jun Qiulan in his heart.
"Master Jun, Mr. Su is meeting with a guest. I have to go and inform him."
"Okay, thank you for your help, little brother."
The Su family courtyard.
Although it looks no different from an ordinary courtyard in a border town on the surface, it is still full of the atmosphere of literati and poets inside.
At this moment, Su Changxun was playing chess with the prefect Duan Wen.
I heard the servant report.
Su Changxun let out a long sigh, "I thought he should be here too, should we meet him?"
The prefect Duan Wen, who was only in his early thirties, was very respectful to Su Changxun.
He bowed slightly and said, "I will follow your instructions, sir."
Su Changxun actually felt a little complicated.
There is no other reason.
Last time, I discussed astronomy with Jun Yu for an entire afternoon and brought back a few books.
He originally thought that these were some interesting and unusual knowledge, and he quite liked those novel concepts regardless of whether they could be used or not. However, the content and quotations in one of the books almost made him afraid to open his eyes to the world again.
Can't bear to watch it anymore.
There is a chapter in the Book of Rites called Li Yun Datong Pian.
It tells the story of a world where all people live in harmony.
Respect the elderly as well as those of others; respect the young as well as those of others… The widowed, the orphaned, the lonely, the disabled, and the sick are all provided for…
This was the world he had once fought for.
But he didn't do it, but the gentleman in the book seemed to have done it.
He even suspected that Jun Qiulan had deliberately left this book out for him to read.
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The author has something to say: Hey, I don’t have to work on the computer today.
Tomorrow I will do 10,000 a day. If I can’t do it, I will chew my keyboard. [狗头][狗头][狗头]
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