Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

"it is good."

Wu Xuexue, who was laughing madly, stopped suddenly, and uttered a good word sonorously.

Ding Laowu was depressed.

This person is too weird!

"Okay, I promise to be Ding's private teacher."

"That." Ding Xuewei felt that there was still something to be said clearly.

The Ding family's father and son's heart skipped a beat, and they were about to stop, but Ding Xuewei had already said: "There are many school-age children in our village."

It turned out that what she wanted to say was that Xu Jiang was not the only one Wu Xuexue could teach.

While the father and son of the Ding family breathed a sigh of relief, they also became more careful.

"How much?" Wu Xuexue asked unexpectedly, with no expression of rejection on his face.

Now the father and son of the Ding family couldn't figure it out even more.

Still don't understand what the village says?

The people in the village are all old farmers with their faces turned to the loess and their backs to the sky!

Their children, ordinary scholars will have stupid and biased thinking!
"270 people under [-] and over [-] years old." Ding Xuewei didn't know how to be polite.

This number really surprised Wu Xuexue.

"Everyone must be literate?"

Ding Xue nodded slightly. She hoped that they would all take some time to learn some simple ones: "If you have a suitable contemporaneity, you can introduce it. After next year, you shouldn't be so busy."

"Busy this year?" Subconsciously, Wu Xuexue asked.

In fact, he didn't want to know how busy the villagers were this year, but he couldn't control what he said.

Ding Xuewei didn't take him as an outsider, and immediately said: "Busy, busy as hell, everyone is busy with cuttings now, and later we have to weave a lot of mats and pack hay, who knows if the sweet potato vines can stand the frost! "

The minimum temperature tolerance of sweet potatoes is nine degrees. If the temperature is lower than nine degrees, the tubers of sweet potatoes will be damaged by freezing.

November and December are the coldest months of the year in Fengcheng Mansion. The lowest temperature in these two months is between [-] and [-], and the number of frosts varies from ten to twenty times.

It is unlikely that sweet potatoes will be damaged by freezing in winter, but the fate of sweet potato vines being hit by frost and delaying growth cannot escape.

There are two options to avoid her. One is to make a large number of bamboo mats and build a greenhouse, and the other is to use hay to keep warm.

The dry grass covers the sweet potato vines, and the weak heat absorbed by direct sunlight during the day can dissipate part of the chill at night.

"There should be a lot of cuttings in the past few days." Ding Xuewei was quite worried: "I will ask carefully later, if you can move to the village, Mr. Wu, you can think about it, at least the sweet potatoes have been selling well in the past two years. "

"...a lone family doesn't have many chances to need money!" Wu Xuexue refused.

He hadn't even heard the extra topic about sweet potatoes, so how could he know what Ding Xuewei had said.

Naturally, the focus was on the words inviting him to relocate.

The father and son of the Ding family are different. She knows exactly what she said and how she guaranteed it.

Since the sweet potato was planted, Ding Xuewei vowed that the sweet potato can be planted for two seasons, and now she is letting the villagers and nearby farmers plant it with great fanfare.

Now she is worried that the sweet potato vines will not be able to withstand the frost... This is a desperate rhythm!

"You, you..." Old man Ding was furious, pointing at her and didn't know what to say.

Ding Xuewei is very innocent.

"Grandpa, the person who sold my sweet potatoes said that the sweet potatoes can be planted for two seasons, but there is something wrong with me." Ding Xuewei pressed down the old man's trembling fingers comfortingly: "The person who sold my sweet potatoes obviously has a problem, the person said The sweet potatoes came from Chenhui, but Senior Brother Chen told me very clearly that there are no sweet potatoes in Chenhui Mansion, and the sellers of sweet potatoes bought by other people in Fucheng said they came from the Western Regions."

"Senior brother Chen said that winter in many places in the Western Regions is so cold that not a single blade of grass grows, and the people in the Western Regions like my Daxia rice the most. If sweet potatoes can really grow in such a low temperature, Daxia's rice will not grow in the Western Regions. so welcome."

"Rich people always like different flavors." Ding Laowu said in a panic.

Ding Xue turned her head slightly: "Uncle Wu is right, but Senior Brother Chen told me that the people in the Western Regions are willing to exchange their livestock for the coarse grains of Daxia. There has never been polished rice that can be smuggled there."

"Perhaps, Senior Brother Chen's business network is nothing. He doesn't even know that there are such high-yield crops in the countries of the Western Regions. What about the yamen?"

Porcelain that can be used in every family in the Great Xia is a luxury in the countries of the Western Regions, and the sweet potatoes that can be seen everywhere in the countries of the Western Regions, even if they are banned, cannot be silent.

Smugglers make a lot of money. If there is such a high-yield crop as sweet potatoes in the Western Regions, it is impossible for no one in Daxia to know about it!

Furthermore, if the secret agents of various countries do not even have this ability, can they still lurk in other countries? !
There are some things that Ding Xuewei doesn't say, and they are easily ignored. Speaking of them, there is no need to explain too much.

Now, the father and son of the Ding family finally understood where her idea of ​​scaring Wu Xuexue came from.

"Father, why don't you go to the yamen." Ding Lao Wu felt that it would be better to report this matter in advance.

Old man Ding didn't nod immediately, but looked at Ding Xuewei.

At this time, what is important about Wu's pedantry is the bold child at home.

"No one is so stupid that the food is frosted, and they don't know how to take precautions against the cold?" Ding Xuewei was surprised.

In the cold season, the common people would cover the vegetables in the field with straw. It was because she had seen it before that she didn't say anything in advance. It was a complete accident to say it today.

"..."

The Ding family father and son didn't know what to say!

Seeing the father and son looking at Ding Xuewei, Wu Xuexue finally understood the importance of the matter.

"Old man, can I have an opinion?"

"Elder Wu just say it." Ding Xuewei didn't care about herself at all.

Inexplicably, Mr. Wu looked at her twice.

"Since you are careful, it is best to remind you that it is better to be prepared than to be caught off guard."

It is best to speak clearly about matters involving others.

The father and son of the Ding family already had a heart, and Wu Xuewei agreed, so Ding Xuewei was naturally ignored.

"I'll go to the yamen first. How about talking about Mr. Wu's business tomorrow?" Old man Ding whispered to Ding Xue and asked Wu Xuexue.

Wu Xuexue didn't expect to go through the guidance so soon, so of course he had no objection.

Ding Xuewei was different, she just wanted to do well with Wu Xuexue today.

"Grandpa, this is where we found out, why don't we go together?"

Old man Ding still couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he nodded after thinking for a while.

However, whether Wu Xuexue agrees or not depends on himself.

Wu Xuexue was not active at first, but Ding Xuewei's eagerness made him a little moved.

"The old man takes down the things."

This is promised.

The doubts in the hearts of the Ding family father and son are even worse!

Soon, he appeared in front of the Ding family again, and after a while, a group of people walked out of the gate.

Come to invite people, and ask at the intersection, so that people have time to inform.

Naturally, when Wu Xuejiao locked the door, Ding Xuewei did not hesitate to satisfy the curiosity of asking the woman.

Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...