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

Just looking at it, Tang Ming didn't have any more thoughts. After tasting it, his heart suddenly fluctuated.

After swallowing a mouthful of fruit, he asked Ding Xuewei.

"What are your plans?"

"Listen to the adults' arrangements."

"..."

"..."

The four eyes faced each other, one corner of the eye twitched, and the other was filled with indifference.

Tang Ming finally figured it out, but Ding Xuewei never thought of sending this fruit to Beijing.

This girl has completely let herself go.

Suddenly, he felt that Mr. Yang's appearance was very untimely.

If he could show up later, the little girl would not dare to stay in front of this red fruit!

"This fruit is sweet and juicy, with thin skin and tender flesh. I'm afraid it can't be transported to the capital. Let's see if you can grow some saplings. Not to mention eating, just watch. This season, the scenery with abundant fruits is also a sight."

"Do you need to make jam or preserves?" Ding Xuewei said nothing.

Tang Ming stared at her for a few seconds, then asked angrily: "Do you think I should use it?"

"The common people came to see you because they couldn't make up their minds." Ding Xuewei said it innocently.

Tang Ming felt itchy again.

After being silent for a while, he waved to her.

"There are no jams or candied fruits in Beijing, so this wild fruit is so rare. You try to breed it. Make sure it can bear fruit without a specific environment, and then come to me."

"Everyone please obey your guidance." Ding Xuewei resigned with satisfaction.

The environment in which cherries grow is special. No one can be sure that they will bear fruit next year. Now if you have too many hands and feet to send jam to Beijing, what will happen next year?
What she came here to ask for was this clear statement.

What he said, he left without any hesitation.

As she thought, the plow was simple and guaranteed by the government, and the blacksmith who was looking for profits from the plow worked actively to make it happen.

Early this morning, the blacksmith made the molds. After one morning, two batches of sixteen plowshares were completed.

After discussing the price and quantity with the blacksmith master in the blacksmith shop, Ding Xuewei and her group followed the official missions from house to house and visited all the remaining eleven blacksmith shops in the city.

When she returned to the village, Shan Ying helped deliver a letter to An He. There were many things at home, so Ding Xuewei didn't go to Bazhen Building to hang out.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people left the city and returned to the village around seven o'clock.

After the New Year, the weather began to change, and the sun set later.

Along the way home, I met many villagers. The villagers greeted her with enthusiasm, but they looked at her with weird expressions.

When they crossed the fields in the village, Ding Xuewei directly asked the horse to speed up. In less than 5 minutes, the carriage stopped in front of the wooden house.

"Old man!!!"

Ding Xuewei was very surprised when she saw the old man sitting beside Old Ding.

The next second, his eyes searched everywhere.

She just exchanged letters with the little ones not long ago, but the little ones didn't say they wanted to come back.

She looked around first, then looked up at the sky.

The sky is not clear of all mountain eagles.

"Going to the forest." Mr. Jin stared at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ding Xuewei's worry that had arisen for no reason was put down.

Move forward cheerfully and salute politely.

"Xuewei wishes Mr. Jin good wishes."

"...It's really true." Jin Lao joked with a smile.

If he didn't make it clear, An wouldn't have it.

Mr. Ding was also quite ashamed.

Jiang Laoliu, who was following, saw the attitude of the Ding family's grandfather and grandson and hurriedly bowed to him.

Jin Lao's eyes that were originally looking at Ding Xuewei turned leisurely and landed on Jiang Laoliu.

"You are little Fu Niu's father."

"Junior, that's right." Although Jiang Laoliu has never met Jin Lao, he is still polite.He bowed his head and answered. It was also the first time he met Mr. Jin, and he didn't understand his habits and attitudes.

Ding Xuewei and Old Man Ding are different.

He didn't even have a chance to introduce the Jiang brothers, let alone Jiang Laoliu.

"Does Fu Niu have a bone?" This was Ding Xuewei's first thought, and then a scrutinizing gaze came out.

Mr. Jin's attitude doesn't seem like he wants to take over Xiao Fu Niu. It's not that sincere... but it's more of a calculation.

"Uncle Jiang Liu, please send the plow over first." Her first thought was to stop him.

Mr. Jin did not doubt Ding Xuewei's sister's affection for his sister, and he also believed in her little girl's sensitivity.

His eyes turned from Jiang Laoliu, and the smile was obvious in his eyes.

Jiang Laoliu didn't know the identity of this Jin Lao, but he also felt that he should go there. After greeting him, he and Xia Li walked to the wood pile in the distance.

"Grandpa, Mr. Jin and I are going for a walk."

Old Man Ding: "..."

Even he can't know this.

Grandpa Zuo has reached this point, and Old Man Ding is also speechless.

"Go ahead and let someone look for you when you come back to eat."

The Zhang couple and Aunt Xia had already cooked with Si Cao and the three girls, while Wanyi and Wanxin were sitting in a polite manner.

Wanxin was really following the rules, but Wanyi was gnawing on the bones, afraid of grabbing them herself, so she didn't dare to say anything.

"Grandpa, just let the eagle come and shout." The old man's eagle did not leave his post without permission.

Old man Ding looked up and nodded.

Now let him just shout for dinner.

There is nothing safer than an open field. Not far from the wooden house, Ding Xuewei spoke.

It's straightforward.

"Lao Jin can't take advantage of little Fu Niu."

"I'm very curious about the things that girl gave me."

"..."

"You have to think carefully about how to convince me."

Ding Xuewei had a headache. The space she gave to the little ones was not much water, so in order to be more convincing, she dripped in some ginseng liquid.

Logically speaking, that little thing cannot make anyone change quickly, it should not arouse suspicion.

She didn't know that Mr. Jin and the others came back by chance just after she entered the city. She didn't know that Xiao Funiu had said that her father and Ding Xuewei went to the city together. Of course, she couldn't know that she asked Shan Ying to give him a gift that time. All of Pandi's spatial water entered his old man's stomach.

At that time, Mr. Jin led Master Pandi and his brother across Qiandao Lake in Fuzhou Prefecture in the north of the Yangtze River.

There is an extremely delicious and dangerous dolphin fish in Qiandao Lake.

This old man is delicious, and this is not the first time he has eaten this dolphin fish.

But that day, he was cleverly poisoned. If the space water had not been delivered in time, Ding Xuewei would not have had the good luck today.

Dolphin fish are highly toxic and overbearing. When something feels wrong, Mr. Jin himself feels that his whole life will be ruined by eating.

Who would have thought that if you take a bottle of ginseng water, not only the poison will be cured, but also the old injuries of decades will be eradicated.

Ding Xuewei strictly stated in her letter that she bought the ginseng liquid in a border town, but Funiu, the girl, felt that the gift she asked for was too little, so she secretly followed up twice.

The letter also contained the words that if Pandi needed it, she could speak to him.

Knowing that that girl is so unreliable, Ding Xuewei will never have any idea of ​​privacy protection, and will never let the little girl have the opportunity to send Shan Ying!
I don’t know anything, so I naturally can’t understand Mr. Jin’s specific thoughts about Xiao Fu Niu.

After lowering her eyes and thinking for a moment, she asked: "What is Mr. Jin's plan?"

"What do you think I should do?" Mr. Jin became even more interesting.

Ding Xuewei suddenly raised her eyelids and kept her gaze fixed on her.

"I just don't understand. That's why I need to ask."

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