sinovels Chapter 106 Final Chapter
Chapter 106 Final Chapter
Fairies are also troubled.
Especially the Chinese gods, if you go back to their roots and explore their images, you will find that the template of Chinese gods is similar to that of Greek gods, and prayer dominates the human aspect of character.
Zeus was romantic, Hera was jealous, and the three goddesses fought for the golden apple... The gods in the east did not show the desire of the Greek gods beyond ordinary people, but there were also such happy and enmity things as the god Erlang splitting the mountain to save his mother.
Their lives are not all smooth sailing, and their own personalities are similar to those of the human race, with joys, sorrows and joys.
These can explain why Guanyin Bodhisattva felt oppressed by fate when facing Mo Wenyuan's three repeated questions. He was like a screaming chicken being strangled by the throat.
Do these things seem to be really done?For example, taking Taotie to watch the mating of rams and ewes?
Thinking that this Bodhisattva was a bit hypocritical, he looked at Mo Wenyuan with compassionate eyes and said, "We can talk while eating."
It's like Master Huizhi talking with his disciples and having a meal.
Mo Wenyuan agreed of course. His mind is very strong, and he has been baptized by the fantasy Tang Dynasty, so he can accept almost all unimaginable things. The master and apprentice are sitting in a cloud of fog, and there is a low table in front of them. Various vegetables are placed on the low table for eating.
The Bodhisattva thought it over and said: "Yes, I taught the sheep indeed. If he has anything he doesn't understand, he will come to me to discuss it."
Mo Wenyuan's expression became a little strange.
"But his joy for you was beyond my expectation." Bodhisattva had to defend himself, "I never thought he would like Longyang."
"It never happened to them when they went to the ethnic group."
Dragons are obscene by nature, as long as they are covered with dragon blood, they will always leave various bloodlines in the world.
When it comes to Guanyin Bodhisattva, there is another meal, wait, Mo Dalang doesn't know the identity of the sheep, right?It seems that they have been together for a long time, and they are all called black sheep.
In the next second, Mo Wenyuan said with a look of surprise: "His clan? Could it be that there is more than one glutton in the world?"
The Bodhisattva was greatly frightened: "How do you know?"
Mo Wenyuan was puzzled: "How could he not know? He once said that he is also a member of the Book of Mountains and Seas, and not all spirits can supplement the anchovy fish, plus the body of a sheep, many clues are linked together, how could it be revealed? Can't recognize the identity of the sheep?"
The Bodhisattva wished he could wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with the back of his hand: he had forgotten that Mo Dalang was a rare intelligent person in the world, but this intelligent person was low-key and considerate, and he often found something in his heart.
"There is indeed only one Taotie in his clan," Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "However, the dragon is sexually promiscuous, I am afraid of you..."
As soon as these words came out, even Mo Wenyuan's expression became very subtle. He said euphemistically: "I already know about the lust of dragons. Master said earlier that black sheep often go looking for you? If that's the case, can I ask Master about it?" .”
Guanyin Bodhisattva was moved by the title of Master, which came from the approval of the disciples. It seems that the little concealment between them can be overturned.
He was full of energy and full of pride: "You and I can use the word please, if you have and need, just say it, and I will do it for you."
If Taotie bullied Mo Wenyuan, he would also help his apprentice.
Mo Wenyuan finally stopped being tactful: "The big black sheep is probably young and energetic, and has the lust of the dragon clan. I am a mortal, even if I practice martial arts all the year round, I can't stand it."
"Also ask Master to restrain one or two."
Guanyin:"……"
There's nothing I can do about this!
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The miraculous manifestation of the Bodhisattva brought more prestige to Mo Wenyuan. All the monks in Linyi looked at him with reverence, and complied with all the small and insignificant requests he made.
When he asked about the local grain cultivation in Linyi, the enthusiastic monk offered, "How about I take you to see it?"
Mo Wenyuan said: "Can I bring one more person?"
After getting the monk's answer, he directly approached Shen Nong. Mo Wenyuan was very good at distinguishing the quality of grains from good to bad, but the latter was the real agronomist who had mastered many planting techniques.The big black sheep walked with them, he was always inseparable from Mo Wenyuan, and as long as he wanted, he could find the best one among the many rice plants.
No one can surpass the agricultural team formed by the three of them.
There are a lot of fields in Linyi. Like the farmers in Annan Country, their planting methods are relatively primitive, and slash-and-burn farming is not enough, but the style of farm tools, the distance of transplanting rice seedlings, and interplanting techniques have not been fully utilized. , they are not even well versed in how to make fertilizer.
But it is precisely because of the rough planting method that the amazing and abundant vitality of champa rice is highlighted.
Mo Wenyuan stood on a high place, the terrain of Zhancheng was special, it was so high up here, he looked up and felt that he was very close to the sky, the fields here were very blue, but from his point of view, it was not as clear and translucent as the sky in Chang'an.
Looking down, there is a large stretch of rice fields with no end in sight. The rice is not inserted crookedly, but the distance between the rice and rice is too far, and the field is not very fertile.
Under extremely harsh conditions, the rice plants grow well. They all have emerald green, elegantly shaped melancholy leaves, and golden and heavy rice ears.
When the breeze blows, all the ears of rice stretch their branches and leaves to the south, and the faint aroma of the ears spreads in the air, and through the transmission of the wind, it penetrates into people's hearts.
Shen Nong was able to see deeper problems, and he said to the farmers who planted them: "Did you plant these rice three months ago?" He said it in Sanskrit. , if you want to deal with the Buddha, it is best to know some Sanskrit. He was a rare smart person in the world during his lifetime.
Almost everyone in a team can speak Sanskrit, which makes it easier for them to walk in Linyi.
The farmer gave an affirmative and pleasant answer. He is not very old, maybe around thirty, but years of hard work have carved deep marks on his body and his face, blown by the wind. His sun-tanned skin was dark and rough, and his voice was hoarse: "It's less than March." He gestured, "There's still about a ten-day harvest."
According to the growth cycle of rice, they can be divided into three categories, namely early rice, middle rice and late rice.The growth period of early rice is 120 to 120 days, that of middle rice is 150 to 150 days, and that of late rice is 170 to [-] days.
At present, the native rice of Datang that Mo Wenyuan has seen is all mid-to-late rice, while Champa rice is an early rice that is rare in this era.
Needless to say, the advantages of early rice. If the original rice in the Tang Dynasty can only be harvested twice a year even in the southernmost and warmest areas, then it can be replaced with Champa rice and can be harvested three times a year. To four-crop, for example, in the Suzhou-Hangzhou area, which is known as the granary of the world, as long as it changes from two crops to three crops, the annual grain output will reach an astonishing figure.
And these were exactly what Mo Wenyuan wanted to see.
Shennong is more professional than him. His eyes are like the most sophisticated agricultural testing instruments, which can see through many laws that ordinary people have studied for many years, or even a lifetime, in a short period of time.
He knows what kind of ears of rice are the best, and the height of the plants is just right. He judges the quality of the rice by the color of the leaves. More importantly, he can distinguish the difference between the Champa rice and the rice they saw in Annan. what is the difference.
Shennong first gave the farmers some money and cloth, and then he got the right to observe the plants. Of course, he could not take a lot, and a few plants was the upper limit.
But from these few strains, he got some kind of exciting conclusion.
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After looking at the rice field, Shennong returned to the temple where he was staying with the fresh ears of rice he had just obtained. Seeing that there was no one else around, only his companions traveling south, he did not shy away from using the treasures in his sleeves. He compared the fresh ears of rice he collected in different areas of Annan.
Because the time when they arrived in Annan was different from the time when they arrived in Linyi, the growth degree of the collected rice ears was also very different. If we follow the habit of ordinary people to establish a control group, these rice ears should be in the same period. With the means of immortals, even in different periods, Shennong knows what they will look like in the future from the traces left on the plants.
Mo Wenyuan saw that he used magic to make Annan's rice ears mature quickly, so he couldn't help asking: "If you have such great power, why do you have to travel thousands of miles from Linyi to find rice and directly create new crops?"
Didn't Shennong also find the five grains back then?
Hearing Mo Wenyuan's question, Shennong showed a kind smile, and said, "The two are not the same. I didn't create the five grains back then, but discovered the five grains."
"Even gods don't have the power of creation, otherwise Empress Nuwa wouldn't be a saint." For example, for these rice, he Shennong is at best a person who just discovered it. He can use farm methods to graft, and then use fairy magic to speed up. The speed of growth allows observation results to be obtained in a short period of time.
But it is impossible to directly fabricate new varieties out of thin air, and the law of heaven does not allow it.
In fact, Mo Wenyuan didn't quite understand the concept of whether the Dao of Heaven allowed or not, but he still nodded. If there were no restrictions left by the Dao of Heaven in his mind, the world might have been messed up long ago.
When the maturity level of the control group is the same, anyone with rich and keen insight can see the difference between the two plants. According to the local farmers, the early rice planted in Annan on a large scale is also a variety passed down by them in Linyi. Since it is from the same variety, the two ears of rice should be roughly similar.
Although the rice ears displayed in front of them have similarities, if they collectively compare the size, thickness, color, height of the plant, and the fullness of the rice ears, they will find that there are also many differences between them.
Shennong traveled all over Annan's fields. He saw almost all the rice seeds planted in Annan, and he knew what they would look like when they matured. The wisdom of gods is still different from ordinary people. He can easily memorize thousands of rice seeds. Deduce their characteristics from all living beings to form a typical image, and then make a second summary.
As for the rice in Linyi, he didn't see a lot of it so far, but a vast expanse of heaven and earth allowed him to draw the same conclusion.
Mo Wenyuan looked at him, only to feel that the eyes of the big man with bronze skin were shining.
"They all come from the same source, but each has its own development." Shen Nong announced his final conclusion, "This kind of rice will change due to changes in the land." They have extremely strong adaptability.
Mo Wenyuan thought of the ears of rice that grew and matured in the rice fields in the south of the Yangtze River before he left, and compared them with the Annan rice in his impression. He didn't know how the growth conditions were, but the fruits they produced, that is, the rice grains wrapped in the ears of rice, were indeed very good. Different, the water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River support people, and the fertility is abundant, and the rice grown there is several times sweeter than the rice grown by Annan.
Of course, the taste is much worse than that of local mid-late maturing rice, but the vertical comparison is enough.
Shennong's eyes were still flickering with fanaticism, he was no longer talking to Mo Wenyuan, but to himself: "If we cross-culture it with Datang rice, maybe we can breed rice with both taste and growth period. New species."
This is exactly his goal for a long time!
Mo Wenyuan couldn't help but bend his eyes and smile when he heard the words.
He was looking forward to seeing the early-ripening rice waving in the wind.
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They stayed in Linyi for a long time, during which time they looked at other grains besides Linyi's rice.
Linyi is a relatively prosperous city, and the prevailing Buddhist style has brought many monks from afar to this place. The unique tropical rainforest climate makes it easier to grow fruits and vegetables here, and the ripening time is shorter.
Staying here for more than half a year, everyone in the team has gained a lot. Shennong is with his beloved rice every day; Master Xuanzang leads his disciples to preach Buddhism and discuss scriptures with local monks; Mo Wenyuan takes the big black sheep , committed to finding his unique ingredients in Southeast Asia, and also learned the cultivation methods of these ingredients, intending to bring them back to Datang to plant together.
At the end of the second year of Yonghui, the southbound team finally returned to Chang'an. They lived up to expectations and brought rice with high yields and tenacious vitality, as well as bananas, pistachios and other melons and fruits that were not available in the Tang Dynasty.
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On the day Mo Wenyuan returned to Beijing, the whole family came out to welcome him.
The season has entered the deep winter, and the wind and snow in Chang'an City are swaying. The biting northeast wind and crystal clear snowflakes do not stop pedestrians. Porters, small traders, and farmers, some wearing cotton clothes and some wearing animal skins, are all very busy.
Among the crowd standing at the gate of the city, Li Sanniang was particularly conspicuous.
She is nearly forty years old, and there are fine lines around her eyes, and silk grows in her black hair.However, she was wearing a well-tailored padded jacket and a thick straight skirt on the lower part of her body. Standing gracefully and gracefully under the doorway sheltered from the wind and snow, she exuded a vigor that was not found in girls from all over her body.
Zhao Erniang and Mo Xiaogou stood behind Li Sanniang, and Mo Xiaogou held a white jade-like snow doll in his arms. His body was already surrounded by a thick cotton-padded jacket. Going out of the sky, it was extremely cold, looking at his smart eyes and the faint blush on his fair and tender face, he knew that he was in the warmth.
The sheep and Mo Wenyuan walked side by side, and when they saw this scene, they also bleated. He and Mo Wenyuan have lived together for more than [-] years, and they have already become part of the family. How can they not be excited to see this scene? .
Big Black Sheep: "Baa baa baa baa baa!"
I am back!
Mo Wenyuan also waved: "I'm back!"
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After returning to Chang'an, the rice seeds and melons and fruits they brought were presented to the sage. Compared with Li Shimin, Li Zhi was more indecisive, but fortunately he was a sage who loved to listen to the opinions of his subordinates. People have a strange respect, and with the help of capable officials, early rice that can be applied to most areas has been promoted throughout the country. Champa rice has entered the stage of history nearly 300 years earlier.
Mo Wenyuan is naturally pleased with this great change, but the biggest problem he faces now is not Champa, but A Niang's questioning.
"You said it earlier and brought the person you love to me. Where is that person?"
Mo Wenyuan and the big black sheep looked at each other, and in the next breath, the sheep turned into a human form, and the beautiful big black sheep was sitting upright in front of Li Sanniang, with a serious attitude: "Mother!"
Mo Wenyuan: "..."
Li Sanniang: "???"
A scream full of doubts resounded over Changan Li Sanniang's restaurant: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh???"
Mo Wenyuan wrapped the big black sheep and rushed out of Li Sanniang's restaurant, as if there was a ghost chasing after him. Of course, Li Sanniang, who was blinded in the drum but suddenly awakened, was many times more terrifying than the ghost.
"Why did you just call me A Niang?"
"Then what should I say?"
Mo Wenyuan's voice spread in the wind, making it even more erratic: "Uh, be more tactful?"
The big black sheep is very innocent: "No matter how gentle you are, you still have to pierce the window paper." No matter what you say, Li Sanniang's outburst is definitely unavoidable.
Mo Wenyuan and Yang ran fast, but they could already hear the chaotic footsteps of Li Sanniang chasing after them. The chat was put aside for the time being, and the two quickly discussed their way: "Recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home. If you go to Daxingshan Temple, you will be caught immediately, in my opinion, you can only find a remote place beyond Aniang's strength to wait for the wind and sea to calm down, and then go home."
The big black sheep excitedly said: "Everything depends on you, everything depends on you." He said, "I have been to Nanzhao, the Western Regions, Tianzhu, etc., where will I go?"
Talking about the four characters of remote places, and thinking of the omnipotent supernatural power of the big black sheep, Mo Wenyuan suddenly had an idea, thinking of a paradise full of treasures for chefs.
Peppers, pumpkins, potatoes, sweet potatoes, peanuts... treasures are waiting for him in South America!
"How about we go to the other side of the sea?"
"The other end of the sea?" The big black sheep was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw the light shining in Mo Wenyuan's eyes and the radiant smile. The big black sheep who was tempted by the beauty didn't even think about it, and nodded immediately, " Good! Wherever you go, Mo Xiaoyuan, I will go there!"
Then he hesitated and added: "Is there any food there?"
Mo Wenyuan smiled: "There are delicious food everywhere, you don't have to worry."
Potatoes, corn and chili, Mo Wenyuan and the sheep are here!
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