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

We are all foxes for thousands of years, no one has to play chat with anyone.

The reason why Ding Xuewei dug a hole for Tang Ming so obviously was because she knew Tang Ming's temperament.

Sure enough, after joking, his slender fingers began to tap on the tables.

After a while, he said: "Turn around, I will discuss the documents for you. As long as the documents are there, you don't have to worry about anyone making trouble."

As a parent and an official in Fengcheng Mansion, the documents he can give have the greatest effect in Fengcheng Mansion. What he still needs to ask for will naturally be useful in front of others.

The only thing that could allow Ding Xuewei to ignore the forces coming her way was the imperial edict.

Now that the words have come to this point, Ding Xuewei can speak smoothly.

"My daughter, those female doctors are all kind-hearted. During the earthquake, they tried their best to serve the people. I wonder if my daughter can set up a free clinic for them? My daughter is indeed talented in planting, but medicinal planting After all, this is the first time this has happened, so letting them stay in the village is really a bit humiliating!"

If you are a slave, you should put your master first even if the sky falls.

Putting aside the reputation of their masters and using their master's money to support themselves, to be honest, it would not be an exaggeration to hang them.

Before, when the late emperor was in power, she could not offend the queen mother, empress, or concubine.

Now, with today's guarantee, even the long hand extended by the Holy Mother Queen Mother can be chopped off.

There are many capable and righteous people in Daxia, but not many are willing to be used today.

Not to mention that when the current little girl was still playing the role of the leader of the Yama Sect, even without the power behind Mr. Yang, the current young lady still had the right to be tender and angry.

What about the Queen Mother? What about the Queen Mother? What about the Queen Mother?

In front of Jiangshan Sheji, they may not make any achievements, but they cannot hold back.

Shutting his eyes, Tang Ming couldn't hold back the sarcasm on his lips: "What you need is a medical doctor who understands the origin of herbal medicine, not a gynecologist who is knowledgeable about women's health. Indeed, they are too humble to stay in the village."

Click-click, Tang Ming's fingers on several tables clicked back and forth, from rapid to gentle in just 2 minutes.

"Most of those who can go to the free clinic are not short of coins. If not, you can form a free clinic team and let them go from village to town to contribute their money to the poor women who really need medical treatment but can't even afford a few coins. A love and strength.”

If you want fame so much, then make the best use of it, as for the people behind them.

Now is the best time for Ding Xuewei to fight back.

Tang Ming was once again amazed by Ding Xuewei's transparency.

"You can do it with confidence and boldness. I will report it to you later."

Neither the Empress Dowager nor the two Queen Mothers can surpass Jin Jin. As long as Jin Jin nods, no one has the right to pick on her.

Being able to live comfortably on the bright side is no wonder she talks so much today.

Ding Xuewei quickly stood up and thanked her.

There are still cattle and horses on hand that need to be put into stalls, maids at home, and relatives waiting at home. When the goal is achieved, there is no need to delay.

Tang Ming was both amused and angry when she said goodbye without hesitation.

Finally, he let him go.

Ding Xuewei and Mr. Jiang didn't know it yet, but only a moment after they entered the inner courtyard, all the affairs were settled.

When the two returned to the office hall, what they saw was the passionate exchanges between the villagers and the idlers, and the Jiang family brothers and Si Cao watching anxiously.

Inadvertently, someone caught Ding Xuewei's figure.

Immediately, he greeted.

"Xuewei."

Under the curious eyes of the people handling the affairs, Ding Xuewei and Mr. Jiang were surrounded.How did she come up with the idea of ​​filling hot water in a sheepskin kettle to keep warm, how to mix the proportion of fodder, and how to drive without causing the death of any of the animals.

Everyone in Yuequan Village said everything that could be said, and Ding Xuewei answered everything that could be answered.

When the topic came to an end, she quickly diverted everyone's attention.

"There are a lot of animals, so it will take a lot of hard work for your uncles."

"It's done." Someone responded very quickly.

After saying this, he turned around and went to get the household registration of silk grass and livestock.

After Sicao transferred her registration, she became an independent household, but the animals should have been owned one by one.

There were too many, and the two families' intentions were obvious. After fighting for it, Guan Cha made an integration deed.

Since it can't be sold, why fill in the age and weight characteristics one by one?
Just classify them into male and female in a general way.

"There really aren't tens of thousands of pieces of paper in the yamen. Just deal with this deed. If there are any casualties, just come and exchange for one."

It's not that no one has thought about the problem of filling in the gaps, but that all the officials in the yamen at this time understand that going too far is not enough, and fishing is a waste of time.

Ding Xuewei also knows very well what this integration deed represents.

"Uncles still have ideas. I'm still thinking about whether to invite uncles to the village or to lead the animals to the city in groups!" She sighed delicately.

The officials immediately imagined a certain scene in their minds.

My wrist suddenly hurt.

"Fortunately, Brother Li has a quick mind!"

"I'm a little dizzy." Another person pressed his forehead.

There are tens of thousands of pieces of registration and deed information to be filled in one after another. Not to mention paper, even ink strips may not be enough.

"Don't tell me, I'm a little scared when I see people now!"

Fengcheng Prefecture is a major rice producing area.

Now that life can be improved, this spring planting cannot be delayed.

The first day of February is the deadline to stop inter-provincial commercial activities.

The weather in the twelfth lunar month and the first month of the twelfth lunar month is not conducive to travel. Those who can insist on going to Lianyuan Mansion during these two months are those who have capital, and the other whose family does not even have an acre of land.

No, after more than a month of intense work, the mentality of all the officials in the yamen was a bit broken. If the situation didn't gradually improve in the next two months, I'm afraid no one would have the time to chat with Ding Xuewei and the others.

"Mr. Ding is afraid that he is obsessed with it. Xuewei, you'd better go back quickly. Uncle, come and play again when you have time."

Who would come to the Yamen to play when they have nothing to do?
Hearing this, the Jiang family members and Si Cao felt that he was being polite.

Everyone in Yuequan Village knows that Ding Xuewei has to come at the end of every month.

"Sweet potatoes grow quickly after spring begins. I'll ask Xuewei to bring you some sweet potato leaves later," said Boss Xiao.

The people of Yuequan Village did not stop all activities because of Ding Xuewei's disappearance. After the news of her abduction was finally accepted by everyone, in addition to not participating in the sea-going activities, the tents that should be set up continued, the sulfur that should be bought, and the workers that were hired were also put in place one by one. .

In the past three and a half months, not only the fields of the people of Yuequan Village have been reclaimed and cultivated, but Wang Dazhu and others who have recently joined Yuequan Village have also arranged their family affairs.

Too many sweet potato leaves will affect the rooting of the branches. In the past period of time, the villagers would pick some sweet potato leaves from time to time to subsidize the officials of the yamen. When Boss Xiao said this, you are not polite at all.

"During this period, it's either radish or green mustard, and these sweet potato leaves can be regarded as improving the food."

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