Chapter 520: He inherited his father's roots, so pretentious!
The farm has grown to its current size thanks to the production of many by-products, but the key lies in the multiplication of grain production.
Judging from the appearance of the grain seeds and the farming procedures alone, it seems to be no different from ordinary farming methods.
However, the key lies in the difference in grain types.
Although Sang Zhixia's mind was filled with countless profound knowledge summed up from the great men's cultivation in his previous life, he suffered from the limitations of the times and the defects of breeding technology. The characteristics of the grain varieties obtained after three years of hard work were still unstable and had many shortcomings.
Sang Zhixia selected trustworthy people to take over the breeding process, but these people actually did not understand what they were doing at all, nor could they tell the difference between the rice seeds in the experimental field and the rice seeds outside.
Sang Zhixia didn't think of keeping it secret from the beginning, it was simply because it was too complicated to talk about the root cause. She wanted to explain it, but others might not understand. Not only would it waste time, but it would also complicate a simple matter.
So to this day, apart from Xu Yu, who helps Sang Zhixia record the manual every day and has vaguely guessed some key tricks, no one knows what the key to increasing production is.
Sang Zhixia's raging anger was met with a hint of humor, and he said with a half-joke, "I heard the amount of rice seeds in the granary is wrong. Is there a hundred pounds missing?"
Xu Yu nodded calmly, "We've checked. Someone sneaked in and stole the items in batches."
It has been found out that the person was dealt with by Xu Yu, so there is no need to elaborate on such details.
Seeing the gloom in his eyes, Sang Zhixia mistakenly thought he was angry about the stolen grain seeds, so she waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "Steal it if you want."
"We can't make much out of this little bit of stuff. At most, it's enough to eat for a year. After the autumn harvest, what's left will be of little use."
Every season brings new development, every generation brings new growth.
This is the killer weapon of Sangzhixia’s grain seeds. The seeds that increase production the most each year all come from the experimental fields.
And this time, nothing in the experimental field was damaged.
What could be stolen from the granary was not the lifeblood of the farm. That was what she had left behind to give away for free to the nearby people as a favor. It was not worth getting angry about at all.
Xu Yu was silent for a moment to make sure Sang Zhixia wasn't forcing herself to remain calm. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Zhizhi, there's no rush."
"Peng Yuanliang can't run away."
But before dealing with Peng Yuanliang, he still needed to follow the vine down to find something.
Anyone involved in this matter, no matter whether the person behind it is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace or the other merchants in the three northwestern cities, no one will be able to escape!
Now that the thing he was most worried about had been solved, Sang Zhixia felt much more at ease and turned his attention to other things.
The worst damage from the fire was done to the barn and shed on the farm, as well as the rows of huts that stretched out around the farm.
A lot of people have left the farm before and after, but those who dared to stay at this time are all of the same mind, making it particularly easy to get things done.
In addition, Wu Lian and Deputy General Wu took timely action. After learning about the farm's shortage of manpower, they directly transferred a team of people from the Northwest Camp to help.
When people are united, houses are built.
Before the winter cold wave hit, the burned huts were rebuilt one after another in just one month. The number and area of the huts were even greater than before. It seemed that the huts had become a village outside the village, and the results were remarkable.
The entire Luobei Village was busy running around. The hot air exhaled from their mouths and noses collided with the cold air on their faces, leaving a small white mark in the cold air.
In this seemingly insignificant but actually ordinary life that constitutes the hustle and bustle of the world, the mess on the farm was finally restored to some semblance of order, and Sang Zhixia finally waited for the day when he was allowed to be released from prison.
She can finally leave the confinement period!
When the winter solstice comes, smoke rises from cooking fires.
Sang Zhixia looked down at her thick fox fur coat, her mouth twitching repeatedly, her brows throbbing fiercely. "Mom, I really don't think it's necessary."
Perhaps it was God's mercy that the cold weather in the northwest came later this year than in previous years, and Sangzhi Xia also felt that it was not as cold as in the past two years.
Besides, it’s only the winter solstice yet, and already I’m wrapped up in three layers of clothes, plus a cloak and fox fur, so that I can’t get any air out. How are we going to survive the next few days?
Sang Zhixia rarely experienced being wrapped up like this. Uncomfortably, she reached out and tugged at her collar. As soon as she moved, Madam Xie slapped her hand, "Don't move."
Sang Zhixia: "..."
"Mom, I..."
"Nothing you say will help."
Mrs. Xie frowned and looked serious. She pulled Sang Zhixia around in front of her eyes, making sure that every layer was wrapped tightly. Then she said, "I told you to stay at home for a few more months, but you insisted."
"If you are going to disobey, then you must wrap up your clothes to the full number, or you can stay at home."
Sang Zhixia has been locked up at home for more than two months, and now she doesn't want to stay at home at all.
Sang Zhixia, who only wanted to rush into the strong wind, suddenly became extremely well-behaved. Xu Wenxiu, who was holding little Nuonuo beside her, looked at her with amusement: "Your mother is right, you must be obedient."
Sang Zhixia looked at the small heater that Mrs. Xie took out and smiled dryly: "Yes, I'll be obedient."
Even though she had the fox fur coat and the stove in hand, Mrs. Xie still felt uneasy after thinking about it, so she forced Sang Zhixia to wear an extra snow hat before going out.
"It looks like it's going to snow today. Remember to wear your hat and don't take it off. Don't get cold or windy. Remember?"
Sang Zhixia agreed to everything he said. Before leaving, she bent down and poked Xiao Nuonuo and Xiao Yuanbao's faces, which were as white and tender as tofu. Looking at the two little kids' big round eyes, her heart softened and she couldn't help but poke them again.
Little Nuonuo became a big sister less than half a minute earlier. She was two months old from birth to now. At just two months old, she was calm and composed. She was used to Sang Zhixia's attacks and yawned calmly, as if saying, "I don't want to bother with you."
Xiao Yuanbao is a two-month-old little man. Not only does he have delicate and pretty eyebrows and eyes that can be seen on the day he was born, but this little man is also delicate and not calm at all.
Unlike Xiao Nuonuo's calm indifference, Xiao Yuanbao pouted when he was poked for the third time, with tears in his eyes.
Sang Zhixia's movements froze for some unknown reason. Under the disapproving glances from both Xu Wenxiu and Madam Xie, she let go and walked away: "Mother-in-law, mother, I'm leaving first."
"I'll be back later to bring you some fresh winter radishes from the greenhouse!"
After Sang Zhixia finished speaking, she ran away on the snow on the ground, as if she was afraid that the people in the house would change their minds and be caught.
Mrs. Xie leaned against the door frame and sighed sadly, "I remember Xia Xia wasn't this naughty before."
At that time, Sang Zhixia, who was still in her boudoir, was as docile as a timid bird. She would be frightened to the point of having her eyes turn red if anyone made a slightly louder sound.
Who would have thought that in just three short years, he would have been transformed into what he is today?
Mrs. Xie continued to sigh. Second Aunt Xu held the crying little Yuanbao and tried to comfort him, saying nonchalantly, "Don't just say Xia Xia has changed. Madam, look around this room and see if everyone has changed their way of living."
Second Aunt Xu teased, "I dare not say anything else, but just look at my sister-in-law, your mother-in-law. She was such a gentle person back then, but now she's become as fierce as pulling Xu Yu's ears."
If it weren't for the sudden change, these people might have been wrapped in the glamorous and respectable appearance of noble ladies their entire lives. How could they be what they are today?
Aunt Xu was aloof and cold in the first half of her life, and she was a typical aloof and talented woman.
Now what?
Aunt Xu was amused by her gaze and sneered, "This world of cannibalism is too soft to survive in."
"Being able to put down your pride and hold your head high is what's important and respectable. I think Xia Xia is doing very well. It's better than being incompetent."
A few people started talking about Sang Zhixia, and then somehow they talked about the two little kids.
Aunt Xu finally managed to calm little Yuanbao, who was nearly crying after being poked by his own mother. She couldn't help but laugh, "He's a little man, how come he cries and complains more than Nuonuo?"
Little Nuonuo cries less than twice a day, and most of the time she stops after just a few cries.
Small ingots are not acceptable.
This child is just like a tongue that is three feet long. Once he starts crying, he can't stop until a cup of tea. If he is provoked again, he will continue crying at the top of his voice.
I don’t know who he inherited such a loud voice from.
Xu Wenxiu's expression instantly became indescribable, and she curled her lips and said, "He takes after his father."
Mrs. Xie's smile froze silently, and she said in disbelief, "My son-in-law...hasn't he been steady since he was a child?"
"steady?"
Xu Wenxiu thought of Xu Yu's childhood and said in a complicated tone, "Mother-in-law, you're overthinking it."
"He has little to do with being steady."
"His father was like this when he was a kid, so pretentious!"
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