Autumn has arrived. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The leaves of the forest turned yellow, and the pastures of the fields withered.

In the fields, golden waves of wheat roll like waves in the breeze.

The heavy ears of wheat crushed the stalks so much that they could barely lift their heads.

Passing by this farmland, looking at this golden wheat field with plump, round grains, and thirty or forty grains of wheat on each plant, there is not a single farmer in Rose Town who is not attracted to it.

Gradually, the harvest time was approaching, and more and more farmers were watching and talking about this farmland, and the lively discussion even reached the ears of the lord Baron Connor, who came to the edge of this field with his family and several knights, and watched this scene in disbelief.

"Oh God, the yield of these lands is at least 10 taren (1 talon≈20kg), there must be some miracle that happened in this land, only the power of God can make this land grow so many ears of wheat!"

A noble woman wearing a cloak tunic and a long skirt supported by a huge skirt, revealing her snowy breasts, covered her lips and exclaimed.

"Mom, the housekeeper Bunod said that this land may also be used by witches with black magic, and only the black magic of witches can make a piece of land that has never grown so much food suddenly grow so much food, so these grains can't be eaten, and they must be burned!"

Next to the aristocratic woman, a little boy of fifteen or six years old, with many freckles on his face, said loudly.

"Is that so, Bunod?" asked the butler, the noble woman with a puzzled expression.

The short and fat butler Bunodeha bowed down and said with a flattering face: "Dear Madame Madeleine, I think it should be like this, this land has not grown so much grain in twenty years, and I heard that little Ryan, who planted this land, is only a six-year-old child, how can he do something that is impossible for adults?" And some time ago, little Ryan did a lot of strange and absurd things in the town, he actually picked up all those dirty and smelling feces to his own house, and the people in the town suspected that it must be a witch who secretly used black magic to confuse little Ryan!"

Bunnold concludes his conclusions.

"Is that so, God, I didn't expect those wicked witches to spare even a six-year-old child. Madame Madeleine clutched her chest, her expression frightened.

"Kyle, go ahead and bring it with Ryan, I've got something to ask him. Baron Connor realized the seriousness of the problem and said to a blonde knight beside him.

"Yes, my lord. ”

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After a while, Zhou Ming, who looked at a loss and had "horror" in his eyes, was brought to Baron Connor by the knight.

"Little Ryan, say, have you planted these wheat fields by a witch using black magic?, have you been secretly controlled by a witch?" asked Baron Connor with a serious face.

Zhou Ming trembled and lay on the ground, and kept kowtowing: "No, Lord Lord, no Lord Lord! There is no witch who uses black magic on me, I have managed to grow these wheat." ”

"How dare you lie in front of me, who is the witch who controls you!" Baron Connor's face flashed with anger, and his right hand was already on the handle of his sword.

"My dear, little Ryan is just a child, don't scare him like that. ”

As a mother of three children, Madame Madeleine, who was a brilliant mother, persuaded her husband, squatted down slightly, pulled Zhou Ming up, took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said kindly: "Little Ryan, tell me, how did you grow this wheat field?"

Zhou Ming stopped crying at this time, and told the cause and effect of planting this wheat field.

"Cow dung?"

"Are you saying that after using cow dung on this field, the wheat will grow like this?"

"No way, little Ryan is lying! No matter how good cow dung is, it is impossible to grow four acres of grain on one acre of land. The butler Bunnold flatly denied.

"It's true! I saw a lot of cow dung in the fields, and the grass next to it was very tall and dense, so I thought: If I get this cow dung into the wheat field, will the wheat grow as much and densely as the grass, so I collected all the cow dung and sheep dung, broke them up a little bit, and applied a little under each wheat seedling, so that the wheat would not also be tall and dense?"

Zhou Ming's explanation, the people around him nodded when they heard it, and this explanation seemed to make some sense.

Several knights also searched in the nearby meadows, and sure enough, in many overgrown places, they found more or less cow dung or other animal dung.

"What a clever little Ryan!"

Madame Madeleine picked up Zhou Ming, Bobo kissed him several times on the cheek, and the five or six-year-old freckled boy on the side pouted and snorted heavily.

"Although what you said makes some sense, but whether cow dung is useful or not, you have to use it in the field to know, if it is useless, little Ryan, do you know the consequences?"

Baron Connor actually believed what the six-year-old boy said, but looking at this little boy who seemed to be a little too smart, Baron Connor had a strange feeling in his heart, he always felt that this little boy was different from everyone else in the territory, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"Thank you, Lord Baron, thank you, Lord Baron!"

Zhou Ming, who knew that he had been spared, immediately kowtowed with gratitude...... I also breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart, this level has finally passed.

Soon, with the "enthusiastic help" of many townspeople, Zhou Ming's six acres of wheat field were all harvested, threshed and bagged in only half a day.

Put it on the scale, exclaimed, six acres of wheat land, a full 70 Tarun of grain, the yield is four times that of ordinary wheat field!

Zhou Ming was quite satisfied: "The land in this world is not as barren as I imagined, I just slightly improved the planting method, applied a little more fertilizer, and the yield per mu can reach more than 460 catties, and the yield improvement potential is still very large, and farming in this world is definitely very promising!"

However, Zhou Ming also knows that the husband is not guilty of his crimes, the lords of this world are not good stubble, and it doesn't matter if they plant the fields better without violating their fundamental interests, if they violate their fundamental interests, let the other party have the idea of eliminating their own "threat", change their strategies, and how to survive has become a top priority at that time.

Now he has planted a few acres of good land, mainly to solve the problem of food and clothing, and in addition, it is also to explore the way.

70 Talon's barley, after handing over 42 Taren to the tax officer Dirac, the remaining 28 Talons belonged to his own barley, Zhou Ming asked a few kind neighbors to help transport it to his house, looking at the barn these piles full of enough food for himself and his sister to eat for a year, he felt a lot more at ease.

Within two days, Madame Madeleine of Fort della Signoria, when she heard that he and a three-year-old sister were the only ones left in Zhou Ming's house, shed a few tears of sympathy, and asked the servant to bring a large bag of flour and a piece of bacon...... Of course, there is some sympathy in this, and it is not a small reward that the lord Baron Connaught acquiesced in after Zhou Ming discovered the secret of increasing the production of cow dung.

Soon after, there were more people picking up cow dung in the town, and even began to follow the example of Zhou Ming's family, and dug a dung pit in front of his house.

As for his nickname "Lane", he has now become "Clever Little Lane......