The green ridges of the fields stretch one after another, as if they reach directly to the sky.
Most of the one hundred acres of land are now planted with cabbage, except for a piece of land of about five acres near Wang Yi's village, which is planted with three crops.
Two acres of potatoes, two acres of sweet potatoes, and one acre of soybeans.
Li Shenggen walked back and forth in the field.
There was a shower yesterday and the ground was still a little slippery.
Six days ago, his mother asked him to apply fertilizer, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. But overnight, the plants grew wildly. The potatoes bloomed white flowers, and the sweet potato vines were crawling everywhere. The soybean seedlings also shot up tall overnight and bloomed small flowers.
For the past six days, he ran to the fields every day and stayed there the entire day.
I watched the potato seedlings blossom and fall, the sweet potato vines climb, and the soybean vines gradually grow strong, bloom, and produce pods, and then begin to wither and turn yellow.
What is going on!
Why does it grow so fast?
The fields were growing outside, and everyone who saw them found them strange. The old village chief kept saying that this was a sign of good fortune from heaven, and that it was the work of gods and immortals!
After last night's rain, some of the soil in the field was washed away, and he found that there were round yellow mounds of soil under the potatoes.
Like... potatoes.
But, why is it so big?
They were bigger than the potatoes their mother had given them before.
Is this normal or not?
Is it time to harvest?
But who can harvest crops after only one month of planting?
It's so scary!
With such a growth rate and such a yield, if we can really harvest it one after another... I can't even imagine it!
Wouldn't the hundred acres of land in his family alone be enough to support all the people within a hundred miles?
Every time he thought of this, Li Shenggen became anxious and paced back and forth.
Because he was afraid it was all fake.
"His father, you, don't scare me, go back and have some rest."
Wang Juanhua walked over holding her belly and felt a little scared when she saw Li Shenggen’s red eyes.
"No! Where's Mom? She hasn't woken up yet? She was frightened yesterday, but Lan Miao said she didn't have any serious injuries. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
"Mother was exhausted. I heard from Jinbao and Yinbao that she chopped down three large trees by herself. She must be sleeping soundly."
"...I'm waiting here for mother. I feel uneasy if mother doesn't come."
Li Shenggen held a branch and looked at some potatoes exposed on the surface. He was eager to try and dig one up.
However, he was also afraid that the potatoes would not mature and would harm the food supply.
Judging from the potato yield shown on the surface, even if each vine only produced three potatoes, that would be close to two kilograms.
How much grain can this acre of land produce?
I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it!
The mooing of a big yellow ox could be heard in the distance, and soon the village was in chaos, with chickens and dogs running around, and three pheasants flew up.
The pheasants flew high, and they were afraid that the pheasants would run away, so they tied their legs and pulled them back as soon as they took off.
There were also two little foxes, whose leg injuries had healed a lot. They chased the pheasants with all their might, but they were caught by the ropes after running a few steps and could only watch the chickens run in front of them.
In addition to the three adult pheasants flying around with their legs tied, there were also eight chicks chirping.
All ten pheasant eggs were hatched, but two of them were accidentally caught by a fox.
In the past few days, the ground in the village has been paved and the walls have been built.
Now only the kang in the house is still wet. The rooms where no one lives can be dried in the shade, but the rooms where people live can be dried by placing firewood in the kang hole.
Simply put, once the kang is dry, the Li family can move in!
The refugees knew they had to leave after their work was done, and were now planning to apply to the prince for permission to reclaim wasteland and cultivate land near the farm so they could pay rent.
Being a tenant farmer is better than being a refugee.
In this Zhuangzi's tent, a beautiful figure is pleasing to the eye.
Ianna, dressed in red, was helping around the stove.
Wang Yi had placed many spices from the Western Regions in the kitchen before, but only Ianna knew how to use them, since she was from the Western Regions after all.
So what she showed was that she could cook very well.
In order to stay, Kuriti worked very hard. After all, he was a businessman before, and his health was much better than other refugees. He looked particularly outstanding because of his strong body.
Among the bricklayers, he and Qiao Zhuangzhi are the main ones, but he speaks a little awkwardly, so Qiao Zhuangzhi is still the one who mainly assigns work.
Ianna brought a large bowl of porridge and a tray of food and walked towards the forge.
Zhao Wu was forging weapons hammer by hammer.
With the war imminent, he could no longer return to the city, so he brought everyone in the blacksmith shop out.
Zhao Lixiang was also helping out here, but she only moved around within the blacksmith shop, occasionally glancing towards the farm. When she saw the figure playing with the stick, she shyly continued to work on her own work.
"Brother Zhao, I made a new dish. Come and try it to see if it tastes good."
Ianna's face was flushed as she watched the sweat beads on Zhao Wu's forehead roll down his cheeks and fall on his shoulders. His bronze skin reflected a dazzling light, and his strong muscles were filled with masculine deterrence.
A real man!
Ianna wiped her saliva, put on a seductive look, and looked at him with affectionate eyes, hoping that he would notice her.
Zhao Wu didn't even look at her. He picked up the red-hot forged iron and put it into the clear water. With a sizzling sound, mist rose up, reflecting his indifferent face.
"Ianna, don't send food from the farm here. Our food is managed by the military camp. You're making it difficult for the farm."
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