Lin Yinan asked him about his past methods of growing grain, "Uncle Lin, did you need to soak the seeds to germinate them before planting wheat?"

Old Lin took the rolled-up leaf tobacco, smelled it, and, reluctant to smoke it, put it in his purse and hung it back on his waist.

"No need. When we used to grow wheat, we would plow, harrow, and weed to level the soil and turn it into arable land. Then we would sow the seeds, water it, and it would grow on its own."

"What if the seeds don't germinate? Should we replant them?" Lin Yinan continued to ask. She had heard her college classmates talk about replanting in the past.

Old Lin sighed, "What's the point of supplementing? There aren't that many kinds of supplements. What's meant to grow will grow, and what's not meant to grow, we can't do anything about it."

Lin Yinan choked. This was the reason for the low grain yield in this era. Perhaps it was time to make some changes.

"Uncle Lin, are you in charge of everything in the fields?"

"How could I be the one? It's your uncle, the village chief's son Lin Fu, and Wu Song." Old Lin waved his hand.

Lin Yinan turned to Qianxia and instructed, "Qianxia, ​​go and invite the three of them over. I have something to discuss with them."

"Okay, I'm going right now." Qianxia walked unsteadily across the turned-up field.

A moment later, Lin Shuo and his two companions emerged, dressed in linen short jackets and covered in sweat.

"Anan, what do you want with us?" Lin Shuo raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his face.

Lin Yinan looked at the three of them with gentle eyes, "I read in a book that rice is usually sown around late March or early April, transplanted in May, and harvested in June. It's already mid to late March now, and I'm afraid there won't be enough time, so I want you to prepare a field and start cultivating seedlings first."

Lin Fu's face was beaming with a bright smile, but his exposed arms were scratched by weeds, and he was nervously rubbing his hands together.

"Anan, you even know how to grow rice?"

"I also saw it in the local history book that my master gave me."

Old Lin frowned and pondered. They had lived in the north their whole lives and had never grown rice. Since Anan said he had seen it in a book, maybe it would work.

After a moment, he looked up at the field of weeds taller than a person and said with a serious expression, "I think it's fine. We need time to prepare the land. Once the land is ready, the rice seeds will have sprouted and it will be ready to be transplanted."

Lin Shuo believed in his niece's abilities. "Anan, how much land do you need for seedlings?"

Lin Yinan looked around and gestured with her hand, "Finishing these two plots should be enough."

Lin Fu remained silent for a long time, somewhat hesitant. He was a steady and mature man, and he was reluctant to take risks with the unknown. "Can this really work?"

Lin Shuo laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Fu, the bolder you are, the more you'll reap. You have to try to know. Experience is something you gradually learn by trial and error."

After saying that, he picked up his cleaver, walked to the field overgrown with weeds, and bent down to cut them.

Wu Song was Wu Xu's younger brother, only in his early twenties, and the youngest person in charge of managing the farming.

“Brother Fu, the seeds can germinate even if they are soaked in water. They can be planted in the ground to grow into seedlings and then transplanted. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

"Alright, let's do it then."

Lin Fu gritted his teeth, picked up his hoe, and continued digging.

Old Lin followed behind him, picking out the grass roots and throwing them into a pile.

The soil in this field is moist and doesn't stick to your feet. After the surface moisture evaporates, the cracks in the ground are small and even. From the soil that has been turned over, you can tell that this land is excellent fertile land.

Suddenly, Lin Yinan noticed some white things in the turned-up soil. Upon closer inspection, she realized they were arrowhead.

"Girl, what is this?" Qianxia asked, staying close to Lin Yinan as she worried that Lin Yinan might lose her balance.

"Arrowhead." Lin Yinan handed her the arrowhead in her hand, then bent down and continued to search carefully in the turned-up mud.

Chika held the arrowhead in her hands, examining it from all angles. "Is it edible?"

At this moment, Lin Yinan found two more in the mud. These two were about the size of a child's fist, bigger and rounder than the previous one. Her eyes brightened. "They're edible! And very delicious."

Upon hearing this, Qianxia hurriedly squatted down to look for it, and found one in no time.

"Wow! It's actually quite easy to find."

When Old Lin heard what the two were looking for, he dropped the grass he was holding and came over to look at what they were carrying. "There's plenty of this stuff in the field. What do you want it for?"

"Uncle Lin, this thing is called arrowhead. It's delicious when cooked. Tell the people digging to pick it up and take it back to add to everyone's meals."

Lin Yinan handed the arrowhead to Old Lin.

Upon hearing that it was edible, Old Lin's wrinkles smoothed out considerably. "I'll go tell them right now. By the way, what do their leaves look like?"

Lin Yinan walked into the pile of cut weeds and rummaged through it, pulling out a arrowhead leaf that was stuck in the pile of weeds.

Old Lin took it in his hand and looked at it. "So this is what arrowhead leaves look like. There are so many of them."

Lin Yinan smiled and said, "Arrowhead leaves, also known as scissor grass, are also a Chinese medicinal herb. They have the effect of clearing away toxins and can help with sore throats, boils, and carbuncles. You can collect the leaves and dry them for Doctor Lü and Doctor Lin to use in medicine."

"Wow, it's a treasure trove from head to toe."

After hearing this, Old Lin happily took the arrowhead and leaves to explain to everyone.

The crowd cheered and worked even harder, having found another food to eat.

The sun is rising higher, and today is another beautiful day.

Lin Yinan slowly walked back to the camp and saw several villagers assembling a straight-shafted plow.

She was taken aback. Was there no curved plow at this time?

The straight-shaft plow is not very flexible when turning around while plowing, and it is laborious to lift soil, so it is not very efficient. It seems that we still need to make the curved-shaft plow as soon as possible.

Lin Yinan remembers taking a history exam in high school about curved plows. She was curious at the time and even went online to look up the detailed structure of curved plows.

Seeing the straight-plow just now brought back some memories.

She had collected quite a few books in the space, so she would look for them carefully again.

The two walked to the entrance of the county government office. Yun Mo happened to be coming out of the county government office. When Qian Xia saw him coming, she went back to pack her luggage.

Yun Mo stepped forward, took Lin Yinan's hand, and looked her up and down. "There are weeds everywhere. You shouldn't wander around while I'm not here. Be careful not to fall."

Lin Yinan, who was still lost in thought, looked up and her gaze met his deep eyes. Her heart skipped a beat for no reason. She subconsciously said softly, "It's okay. Qianxia is with you. You didn't go out, did you?"

"We're going out in a bit. The county government office has been cleaned up. Let me show you around."

After Yun Mo finished speaking, he took her hand and walked towards the county government office.

Entering through the main gate of the county government office, there is a square courtyard. On both sides of the courtyard are the prison, the canteen, the reception room, and the resting place for some minor officials. In the middle is a passageway. Passing through the passageway and entering the second gate, you will find the main hall of the county government office, which is where the county magistrate hears cases.

The lobby was completely cleaned up, and all the tables were placed in the middle.

"We'll work from the lobby for now, and we're tidying up the other usable courtyards," Yun Mo said.