Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Chapter 222: 20,000 kilograms of rice a day



Chapter 222: 20,000 kilograms of rice a day

Chapter 222: 20,000 kilograms of rice a day

Chapter 222 20,000 catties of rice a day

"Grandfather, do you know which one is the Marquis of Zhennan? But the two most beautiful people are named Wei and Zhao!" Cheng Qianqian asked.

Song Daida also looked at Master Cheng eagerly. He also wanted to know who was his idol! He wants to follow him as a valet.

"It's the one wearing the pure white cloak, didn't you see that everyone who came this time listened to him?"

"Grandfather, you mean, the one who walked away with the magic doctor in his arms?" The man was ugly and had a long scar on his left face! Cheng Qianqian didn't dare to say the last sentence, feeling that her grandfather's eyes were dizzy.

"Yes, that's him. He is very popular. At first glance, he looks like the Marquis of Zhennan," the prince said.

All the juniors in the cave: "..." That looks good? Why don't they think so! Doesn't it mean that people with incomplete appearance are not allowed to participate in scientific examinations?

Mrs. Cheng didn't see Chu Lixuan's left face, and the companion didn't dare to look at it. He really felt that Chu Lixuan was beautiful and handsome.

Because, before he was exiled, he knew that the grandson of the Chu family had entered the battlefield at the age of twelve, and he had made great achievements in battle.

Chu Lixuan and his wife, who were theorized by them, walked into the space where no one was halfway up the mountain, "Xinxin soaks for a while when she is tired, and harvests rice for her husband."

"Hmm~" She was really tired.

Chu Lixuan knew she was tired, so he didn't dare to take a bath together. Every time they took a bath together, he couldn't help but hug her and kiss her.

Let her have a good rest when she is tired. Chu Lixuan learned how to harvest rice, and how to peel off the millet to turn the rice into brown rice.

As long as he knows how to operate it, he can control it with his mind. Now, the Chu family has 40,000 troops, one half a catty of rice a day, 20,000 catties a day, and potatoes and Chinese cabbage for cooking.

Chu Lixuan worked so hard for one day, just enough for everyone to eat for one day, so he didn't dare to get sick!

I was ill, and my mental strength was not enough, so I couldn't plant the land, but his young wife was a doctor, and they still had a spiritual spring, but they were not afraid, and they couldn't work when they were sick.

It was really difficult for them to be a couple. I took a look at the cave today, there should be no less than 500 people!

If the food is distributed, it will add more than 200 catties a day, which can be grown with the effort of a cup of tea.

Wait for them to come back and ask if it is necessary to accept it. His little wife wants to build a castle, and he must build it, otherwise, how would it be like to hide in Tibet all day!

However, if he wants to build a castle, he has to clear the snow mountain and everyone nearby, and this place is completely his own.

Chu Lixuan thought that his little wife had had enough soaking and that his farming task for today had been completed, so he flew to Lingquan Pond.

He was also very tired, so he drank quietly and didn't want to make trouble, "Xinxin, if it wasn't for you, my husband wouldn't know if he would still be alive!"

Jiang Xinyan complained: The man wants to complain again! When he usually said this, it was when he encountered a more difficult problem, and he didn't need her to say something comforting, just listen quietly.

Sure enough! The man said again, "The generation of Confucian scholars back then turned into a savage! Xinxin, do you know? I just heard my husband say that Master Cheng grew up!"

"Why do you say that the literati are pokers! Because they are all just talkative and their survivability is negative."

"No! Mrs. Cheng became famous at the age of thirteen. At the age of fifteen, he was the top scholar. He is a great talent in the capital. One of his paintings can be sold for sky-high prices. Whether it is landscape painting or figure painting, it is vivid."

"A person who cheats again is also a convict, is it a convict, and someone is willing to buy his paintings?" Jiang Xinyan was curious.

"There are people in the four countries of the world who are willing to buy his calligraphy, but has Xinxin ever thought about it? If he can survive, he must be secretly selling paintings! I just don't know how many will go into the pockets of Youzhou officials!"

"Husband, didn't you say that he lived well for the first 20 years? At that time, it was because his students and friends had not been exiled! I want them to help him sell it!"

Actually, what Jiang Xinyan wants to say is that if he trains a group of masters to directly help him sell calligraphy and painting, he will be able to sit on a mountain of gold and silver.

In that case, his friends and students will not be affected! I really don't know the thinking of the ancients, and I have blinded such a smart mind in vain.

"Emperor Dongchen is really not a thing! He likes to slaughter as much as possible! He also locks up civil servants and generals together. It would be strange if he was so powerful that he didn't rebel!" Jiang Xinyan wentssips again.

Chu Lixuan looked at his little wife with deep eyes, thinking in his heart: Do you think everyone is like you, there is a space to farm and raise troops!

If they all survived, there would be more than 500 people in the Cheng family! But now, there are only 500 people in the four families, and many people are still starved to death!

Chu Lixuan thought in fear, if he hadn't met her, then their Chu family wouldn't know how many people would survive!

This is also the reason why Chu Lixuan never killed his third uncle. If their mansion was still there, if they hadn't been framed, their space might not have appeared.

Then, the couple may not have feelings for each other, and he will definitely not go to see the little wife, because he is ugly and disabled, what would he do when he sees her!

Chu Lixuan touched it again unconsciously, the scar on the left face was the attitude of the little wife who didn't care, which made him often forget that his appearance was damaged!

As long as she doesn't dislike it, then he doesn't care, and what other people think is not something he considers.

The two of them soaked for enough time and recovered their physical strength. Chu Lixuan hugged his little wife and couldn't put it down...

After a long time, the couple returned directly to the place where their family was staying. As soon as they approached, they saw that Wei Dabin and Zhao Yu had returned, followed by a personal guard surnamed Chu and a few generals.

"Master, madam, my subordinates understand, there are four families in the cave, there are nearly 500 people in total, the Cheng Taifu family, the Song Dynasty family, and the two former prince companions, all in their fifties. But one is very sick and busy!"

"Ok."

"They're used to being savages, and the grandchildren don't even have a wealthy family background, and they don't even have a trace of aristocratic temperament..."

"These are understandable, people! The most basic food and clothing can't be solved, so what is the ideal of life!" Jiang Xinyan interrupted Wei Dabin with great emotion.

Everyone: "..." Madam is right, remembering the scene of their starvation, there is really no ideal, only one belief is to live.

Zhao Yu asked: "Excuse me, Lord and Madam, should we take them in? How will we manage the wildlings who have no rules?"

Wei Dabin thought to himself, how can she have so much tolerance at such a young age! Is it too hard to live in the Xiangfu!

In the future, he must work hard with his subordinates to let her live a peaceful and happy life.


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