Chapter 65: Farming on the Road to Exile
To be honest, Chen Xue has never made hot pot base. In the past, whenever she wanted to eat it, she would just buy a bag of ready-made hot pot base.
Fortunately, I had seen how to make hot pot base when I was confined, so I knew a little bit about it, and then I told Xiaodie everything I knew.
However, some details are still not very clear, so Xiaodie can only rely on herself to figure it out.
But Xiaodie did not complain, but silently explored it, and even poured out a little to try every time. Even when her mouth turned red from the spicy taste, she did not stop.
Chen Xue took out some fruit to relieve the spiciness for her and told her not to be anxious and to take her time. If it couldn't be fixed in one day, then two, three, ten days or half a month would be fine.
But Xiaodie refused to listen and said that she must complete the task he gave her to be worthy of himself.
Chen Xue had no choice but to go along with her, and then went to her mother's place to help make chili sauce.
In addition to making chili sauce, she also wants to dry the chilies.
Chili sauce is a condiment for meals, while dried chilies are an indispensable condiment for cooking.
However, there is no sun in the space, so the peppers cannot be dried. Of course, she can also take them outside to dry, such as on the roof of a carriage.
But everyone around them is in exile. If they dry the peppers openly, it will look like they are preparing a feast. Wouldn't that attract hatred?
"These vegetable fields need to be expanded!" Lord Chen came over carrying a hoe, his whole body and face covered in mud.
"Since we've already planted, let's plant more." Lord Chen pointed to the vegetable patch. "We now have ten vegetable patches, less than an acre of land. Although there's space for storing grain, we must consider what would happen if we didn't harvest enough food in Nanman?"
At that time, if you did not harvest enough grain to hand it in, you would be punished.
The most important thing is that they submit grain not by household but by number of people. Of course, they can also choose to pay two-thirds of the output.
That is to say, if we calculate it by family, if each family pays ten kilograms, then if we calculate it per person, each person pays ten kilograms, which is several hundred kilograms.
The problem is that there are wastelands over there that have not yet been cultivated, and the grain output in the first year is not high. Even if we calculate it at 300 kilograms, each person needs to pay 10 kilograms, and for more than ten people, that would be several hundred kilograms.
Of course, some people may say that this problem can be avoided by simply handing over two-thirds of the output.
In this way, even if the output is only ten kilograms, only about six kilograms will be needed. However, the yamen runners over there will not be so easy to talk to.
The two-thirds they mentioned refers to the two-thirds according to the standard they set, which is two-thirds of 300 kilograms.
In other words, no matter which one they choose, they will have to hand over several hundred kilograms of grain in the end.
So, if they don’t get any results in the first year, they can only find ways to make up for it through other means.
What Lord Chen was thinking was to plant more food in the space. If there was no harvest, he could make up for it with the food grown in the space, thus avoiding punishment.
Moreover, it will take at least half a year to reach the Southern Barbarians, which means that by the time we reach the Southern Barbarians, they will have already harvested a crop of grain.
Once the Southern Barbarians start farming, we can continue to plant the second crop here in the space. In this way, there will be no shortage of food, and we can also avoid the trouble caused by insufficient submission.
"So, from now on, all of us have to come to farm at night." Lord Chen looked at Chen Xue and the others seriously.
"ah……"
Chen Xue opened her mouth wide. Planting a little bit was fine, but planting dozens of acres would be really tiring, especially since she had hardly been to the fields since she grew up, so it was very difficult to bear.
"Dad, we're all exiled now, so we might as well enjoy ourselves."
Chen Xue wanted to act coquettishly, but was interrupted by Master Chen, "You said it all, we have been exiled, so we must make all kinds of preparations. Now our lives are not in our own hands."
"Besides, even if we're not preparing for exile to the Nanman, we should be preparing for other things. If we encounter an irresistible crisis, this will be our last refuge."
"Also, didn't you say you wanted to lose weight?" Lord Chen said, glaring at them, "Farming is the most effective way to lose weight."
"How dare you stare at me?"
But Mother Chen glared back.
Master Chen's domineering words disappeared instantly, replaced by a forced smile, "I was staring at Xiaoxue!"
"How dare you stare at my daughter?"
"No, I..."
Just as Master Chen was about to explain, his mother interrupted him, "Alright, let's plan it later. I don't know much about how to farm yet, so it's necessary to make some preparations."
With her parents saying so, Chen Xue had nothing to say. Although she had only been in this world for less than a month and had wanted to enjoy her status as a rich lady, who knew...
Who knew I would be exiled? I finally had some space and could enjoy my exile life, but who knew... I still couldn't get rid of farming...
In my previous life, I was a farmer since I was young. I studied hard just to avoid farming. I worked hard to make money and gave up enjoying life just to have a better life in the future. Unfortunately, I traveled through time before I had the chance to enjoy it.
However, in this life, it is also good to meet parents who love you.
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As night fell, everyone fell into a deep sleep.
The Chen family's servants were guarding the carriage, while Chen Xue's family was still farming in the space, working hard.
At this time, a dark shadow emerged from the woods and moved towards the carriage where the Chen family was.
At this time, the servant of the Chen family was leaning against the side and fell asleep, unaware of the danger coming.
He stared at the Chen family's carriages, wondering which one to burn.
If he could, he would burn them all.
After all, why are they all exiled, but they are so free and easy, with food, drink, and carriages to ride in?
We were exposed to the wind, sun and rain every day, and we had no water to drink when we were thirsty. When we were hungry, we could only eat book covers.
Even if the yamen runners distributed food, it was only hard steamed buns and coarse cakes, which were not suitable for human consumption at all.
Although Chen Yuan did not embezzle money and was not the mastermind, he was exiled. He should be treated the same as them.
It’s a pity that no one else dared to come and take action against the Chen family. He was the only one who could do it. Otherwise, he would definitely be able to burn all the carriages before being caught by the Chen family.
Forget it, don’t think about it.
Now we should burn as many cars as possible. If we don’t have a good life, they won’t have an easy life either.
Hatred showed in the man's eyes. He squatted down, picked up a small stone and threw it towards the Chen family's location. "Bang", the sound was very crisp in the quiet night.
One of the Chen family's servants seemed to hear the noise and made some movement. The man in the dark was so scared that he immediately huddled up and hid in the bushes.
After a moment, he saw that the servant of the Chen family just turned over, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was just a false alarm.
The man breathed a sigh of relief, then quietly walked over and took out a burning stick from the fire next to him.
Then he walked towards the carriage where Chen Xue and others were, and threw the torch in his hand towards the carriage.
Although there was no kerosene, the carriage could be burned to ashes quickly by lighting the curtains.
The man smiled smugly.
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