Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 94 Deciding to Plant Millet
In particular, Jian Qingling's spiritual powers really kill people invisibly.

And her space system ability is the best magic weapon for escape, so she can also fight at two levels.

When it comes to the potato harvest season, the two leave early and return late, and the harvest is completed in three days, followed by wheat and rapeseed.

After all the crops were harvested, the two sat together to discuss the food to be planted next.

There was no snow during the Chinese New Year, and there has not been a drop of rain since the Chinese New Year. The water in the river and the water level are also falling. The periphery of the pond in the mountain has turned into thin mud, and there is no water on the cliff for a long time. flow down.

This year, rice cannot be planted, and only drought-tolerant crops can be selected.

The two discussed it, discussed it, and finally chose Xiaomi.

Millet is a coarse grain. Although the yield is not high, it is drought tolerant.

Now is the right time to plant this season, but they don't have millet seeds, so I don't know if there are any seeds left in the village. The village has planted this thing in previous years, but the yield is not high, and there are not many in the village.

At noon that day, Mu Ziteng saw that it was almost time, and brought a pickled rabbit to the village chief's house.

"Fujiko?"

When the village chief saw him, he couldn't believe it. How long had he not seen Fujiko? He almost forgot that there was such a person in the village.

"The village chief." Mu Ziteng smiled. He only came to the village chief when he had something to do. Others might be embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and would not.

"Fujiko, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you want to drink water?" The village chief put down the tea bowl and asked with a smile.

The village chiefs drink wild camellia. Here, almost every household drinks this kind of wild camellia. If you want to drink it, you don’t have to buy it. There are many in the mountains.

It only needs to be dried in the sun, then boiled with water, and the tea is ready in about fifteen minutes.

The tea tastes sweet and quenches thirst.

"Thank you, I just came out of the house and I'm not thirsty."

Muzi Teng saw that the village chief's tone was relatively flat, and he was relieved, not because he was not happy about the fact that he no longer provided meat to the cafeteria.

He handed the pickled rabbit meat in his hand to the village chief, "It's pickled at home, bring it here for the village chief to taste."

The village chief didn't show any kindness to Mu Ziteng either, and extended his hand to take it, "In this age, only someone with hunting skills like you can give away meat casually." It's not easy for people to eat meat these days.

"I haven't been in the mountains to hunt for a long time, or I'll send you a fresh one." Mu Ziteng still had a smile on his face.

"Don't, I just like this." The marinated meat tastes more fragrant, and you don't need to add salt when you stir-fry it, saving a lot of materials.

Mu Ziteng just said, I don't know what year and month next time.

"Where have you been recently? I haven't seen you in the village for a long time."

The village chief is still more concerned about Mu Ziteng. The young man has a quirky personality, is filial to his parents, and does things well, but he is lazy. As long as he is not willing to do things, no matter whether the other party threatens or begs him, he will not do it.

However, as long as it is what he promised, 100% will be done for you.

"I'm in the village, but I've been busy with some things recently. It's normal for people to leave early and return late. It's normal not to see each other."

If you either stay at home cultivating all day, or run into the mountains to work for a day, how can you possibly meet people?

"No wonder I haven't seen you in recent months." Even your daughter-in-law has become invisible and can't see anyone. The village chief wanted to ask him what he was up to recently, but he changed his words.

That is the privacy of others. If he wanted to say it, he had already said it, so why wait until now?
Mu Ziteng just smiled and didn't answer.

Sure enough, the other party didn't answer, "By the way, what are you doing here to find me?"

"I want to ask the village chief, do we have millet seeds in our village?"

"Millet seeds?" The village chief thought he had heard it wrong and repeated it.

"Yes." Mu Ziteng nodded.

"Why do you want millet seeds?"

Now they are all collectives, and they can't farm their own land. Fujiko asks what is this for?
"Grow it in my family's private plot, so that there will be some harvest every year." Mu Ziteng lied casually.

"That thing has low yields, so it's not as cost-effective as growing corn."

"I just want to grow that and eat it." Mu Ziteng smiled.

The village chief laughed when he heard that this was the reason, "Our village doesn't grow much millet every year, but we left some seeds. Let's go, you and I go to the warehouse to get it."

The village chief didn't understand why Fujizi had to plant millet, so he didn't believe Fujiko's nonsense, but it was someone else's business.

"Well, trouble the village chief." Mu Ziteng immediately stood up and followed behind the village chief.

It took about ten minutes to arrive at the warehouse. The warehouse is five or six hundred square meters wide, surrounded by stone walls that are two meters high. Next to the stone walls are rows of houses made of stone and wooden boards. There are two large wooden houses in the middle. The bottom of the wooden house is hollow, and only at the position of the support point, there is a large stone one meter high for support.

The rest of the warehouse is covered with flat large slate, which is used as a place for drying grain. Every year, all the grains harvested in spring and autumn are pulled here for drying. After drying, they are dragged to the surrounding houses for processing. There are threshers, grinding machines, etc. Noodle machine and other equipment.

These processed ones are pulled to the large canteen, and most of them just need to be dried in the air, cleaned of dust, and then stored in the large wooden house in the middle, which is the so-called inventory. Of course, these are all except after handing over to the state leftover food.

"Well, that's it." The village chief opened the door of a room and pointed to a bag on the shelf.

"So little."

This bag of seeds is enough for his family to grow, but if he takes all of them, what will the village use?
"How can there be only one bag, well, so are the two bags." The village chief thought his words were funny. In such a big village, no matter how few plants were grown, there would be more than that.

"Did you bring a bag? Hurry up and pack it." The village chief urged, his time was precious.

Mu Ziteng: When he came over, he was always empty-handed. Didn't the village chief ask this knowingly?He has it in his storage ring, but it's not easy to make it out of thin air.

Besides, he didn't just weigh a few pounds and he was done.

"Village Chief, can you sell this bag to me?"

The village chief glanced at him in surprise and said, "I can, but you can't use up as much as you want. Isn't this a waste?"

Every year, an extra bag of seeds is reserved. If Fujiko wants to take the whole bag, it will not affect the village, but it is useless if he wants so much.

The village chief suddenly widened his eyes, this Fujiko bought so much, maybe he wanted to take it back and eat it.

(End of this chapter)