The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 392
"How many miles can you travel in one night with your lightness skills?" Wang An asked Feng Qi.

"My lord, my subordinate's lightness kung fu is not to mention one of the best in the Western Song Dynasty, and he can travel about two hundred miles in one night!" Feng Qi didn't understand the reason, so he had to tell the truth.

"Traveling two hundred miles at night is really worthy of the envy of this king!" Ordinary people, without a little effort, even if they ride a thousand-mile horse, they will not move, and their whereabouts are known to the world...

"My lord, Lin Shuai sent someone to invite you to discuss the war!" The guards approached behind him, interrupting King An's thoughts.

"Fengqi, you send people to look after the grain and pay attention to fire prevention and theft prevention. Tens of thousands of stones of grain and grass are the lifeblood of the frontier soldiers!"However, the importance of food has been wandering among the people for so many years, and I know how powerful it is.Wang An threw the grains in his hand into the grain bag, patted the dust off his hands, and strode away.

"Yes, tens of thousands of stones, food and grass have been collected, and the Holy Majesty has replied to the minister, ordering the minister to discuss with the prince, and fight at the right time!" The smoke is rising, the people are suffering, conscription year after year, high taxes, the sooner the war ends, the better .If the war cannot be ended when the tens of thousands of stones of food and grass are used up, next year, he will face the same hardships, family and people's livelihood, so Lin Shuai made up his mind to start the war in winter.

The deputy generals on both sides nodded one after another, and so did King An!

Everything is arranged properly, everything is ready, only to enter the winter!
Looking at the bright full moon in the frontier fortress, it is Mid-Autumn Festival again!

The moon is round and people are not round, and the only one who accompanies the concubine is the round table in her palace!Concubine mother, Xuan'er is unfilial, and I am worried about you again!

Outside the tent, the soldiers celebrated the festival, and there was a bit of excitement. King An chose a high place alone, meditating in silence.

At this time, his thoughts had already returned to the palace, and even walked to Yang Ziqian's side.

"Miss Si, this thing, just wait until it's covered with mud and piled up to make it okay? Are you sure it won't rot?" From the twelfth of August, the village has been harvesting this kind of taro under the moonlight.The fourth girl said that she would start the work quietly, and what she harvested at night was the fruit that grew in the soil!This thing is round, big and small, and everyone secretly said that they have never seen it before.Moreover, it is also high-yielding. At the beginning, only one was placed in a nest that was clearly separated by Lao Kuan. Now, ten or even twenty are harvested. Is this kind of vegetable really edible?As the head of the village, A Niu had too many questions, and he didn't dare to ask them, so he had to avoid the important ones and inquire lightly.

"It doesn't matter. There was a drought that year. We piled it up for two years, and only a small part rotted." Yang Ziqian pointed to the piles of taro leaves and taro stalks piled up in the field and asked: "These things are different in how to make and eat them." Tell the daughters-in-law of the farmers? Everything you do must be kept secret, if someone leaks the news, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't worry, fourth girl, I will cook salted vegetables and eat them according to your previous instructions. You see, they took advantage of the moonlight to take advantage of the night. During the day, when everyone woke up, they came to pick up the leaves and poles. It was more lively than at night. The people in Zhonglin Village only saw Qiqi in the first two days, and there are fewer people who came to see and ask questions in the past two days!" A Niu answered cautiously while digging.

"Well, well done!" Yang Ziqian has been working day and night these days, pointing to those too old stem leaves and said: "Tell everyone, those who make salt vegetables only choose tender ones, and these old ones are beaten nearby. Pit, throw it into the water to soak the fertilizer!"

Eat tender ones, old ones are fertile!this is okay too?

"Yes!" Zhuangtou nodded quickly!She said yes, it must be possible.

Think about the vegetable called taro that is being harvested now. Even the crops like my father said that I have never seen such a high-yielding one. I am afraid that I have to harvest dozens of stones per mu of land. She is so mysterious, I don’t know What kind of high price is it going to sell!God, this Yang family, I really followed the right way!

Looking at the dozens of houses full of yams piled up in his yard, Yang Ziqian was very glad that the farmers had repaired the road early, otherwise, the 1000-odd mu of land would only rely on twenty or thirty laborers, and it would be tiring to carry it all over. Too bad!The farmers just dug, and many capable children helped to plaster the mud. Baskets and baskets were carried to the road, and Liu Xiaowei's carriage brought them back one by one.In this way, it took a full 20 days.Fortunately, this Zhuangzi is located in a remote place, and there is no way to leak the slightest bit of wind when doing things according to the sporadic torches!

Yang Ziqian wondered what to do with the millions of catties of taro that had been recovered.

It's not that she doesn't want to get rich, it's that the time to get rich has not yet come.

This Luocheng is not like Hebao County, nor like Li's Village, even if the rumor of selling it with great fanfare can't spread far.

At the feet of the emperor, one hair can move the whole body!

What's more, the weird behavior of the third child before must have attracted the attention of all parties.I really can't act rashly.

The farmers have worked hard, and the taro mother and son are the best rewards, and they have shared some for them to eat.And Sun Hao, although this person can't see how deep the water is, but he is indeed the only person she can rely on and trust in Los Angeles at the moment, so it doesn't matter to him to send a cart of fresh food.

"My boss summoned them to talk about the matter, and asked them to pick up bamboo baskets!" When A Niu summoned everyone, most of them were puzzled.

"Yes, working day and night in the past few days, not only you, but also your wives, children, and children have been troubled! The salted vegetables that were made before, each family has prepared and handed over as much as you like. These taro seeds, each family will pick one and go back. Make it fresh!" Yang Ziqian said to the crowd, pointing to a pile of taro mothers and sons piled up in the corner.

There are such good things!

Judging from the fact that the owner secretly went to the field to supervise the harvest, this thing must be expensive, but he didn't want to let the big guys pay for it!Sure enough, as Ah Niu said, he is a generous owner.

"There is only one thing, I will teach you how to eat it later, but the principle is not to get out of Zhuangzi!" It means that this thing can't be taken out of the village, nor can it be spread outside the village, and each family can eat it. !

"Yes, the younger ones know about it!" That's for sure, the owner has collected so much for such a valuable thing, and if someone who cares knows it, isn't it just a matter of concern?

"Besides, as usual, this is after the autumn harvest of millet, and everyone is just tossing about some small things at home?" Yang Ziqian asked Zhuangtou.

"Yes, because there is no wheat growing, so there are not many things!" Zhuangtou replied quickly.

"Then, tomorrow, everyone, let's go to the field and prepare for autumn planting!" Yang Ziqian nodded to show that he understood, then changed the subject and looked at everyone.

Autumn Seeds!

Grow wheat!
Not to mention that there is no harvest, it is really planted. This Zhuangzi has a lot of fields and little soil, so it doesn't take much time to plant in autumn!There's no need to take it so seriously!
Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. It seems that the owner does not understand the preciousness of the land, so he delayed a season of millet and wanted wheat to compensate for the loss.

"But, about the harvest?" A Niu asked courageously under the encouragement of everyone.

"I'm afraid everyone has forgotten that the pond next to this house has a depth of three feet. With so much accumulated water, are you still afraid of winter drought?" Yang Ziqian saw worry from the doubtful eyes of everyone and asked.

(End of this chapter)