Before the Yellow Turban Uprising, there was a severe drought in the world, which caused many peasants to abandon the Han Dynasty and turn to the Yellow Turbans. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIsn't the drying of the land a sign of a great drought?

When I was in Cotton Township before, Cotton Township had plenty of grain storage, and the players didn't notice this. Players can collect wild fruits and vegetables, fight monsters to get meat, and buy food from the grocery store, all of which show signs that there will be no shortage of food, which Han Mo and the players ignore this point.

"Brother Liu, I watched the sky at night, and under the guidance of the six-star mangjian, I found that there will be no rain around Kimura in the near future. I'm afraid that the grain we grow will not be irrigated by rain, and I wonder if Brother Liu has a way to solve this matter. Han Mo's expression was serious and solemn.

Liu Laohan listened to Han Mo's words and fell into thought.

"If it is really as the lord said, his subordinates also ask the lord to hurry up and accumulate grain. According to the plan, the village will cultivate 379 acres of fertile land, although it is not much, but it will be irrigated by water from the river. If there is no water for a long time, the water level of the river will inevitably drop, and the fertile land that can be irrigated will not be more than 100 acres, and other farmland will be affected by drought to a greater or lesser extent. Liu Laohan said.

"Then according to Brother Liu, is it necessary to continue to cultivate the remaining farmland?" Han Mo said. Since they are all affected by drought, it is not a bamboo basket to continue to cultivate water.

Liu Laohan didn't think about it, and replied: "According to Liu Laohan, even if the sky does not drop this season, Mucun is located in the valley of the river, and the depth of the land will not be particularly dry due to the influence of the river water level, we only need to bury the seeds a little deeper, which can greatly improve the drought resistance of sorghum rice, although the yield of these sorghum rice is not as good as that of irrigated sorghum rice, but the yield will not be less than 80%. Now there are exactly 108 acres of fertile land in the village, and we only need to divert river water to irrigate these fertile fields. ”

"Okay, these things are not up to Brother Liu, I don't know if Brother Liu is interested." Han Mo only felt overjoyed after hearing this, Liu Laohan was really talented in agriculture, so he simply handed over these things to Liu Laohan.

"The lord attaches so much importance to his subordinates, and his subordinates should do their best, but the diversion of water for irrigation requires the construction of ditches, which consumes a lot of manpower, and the subordinates suggest that the farming will be completed in ten days." Liu Laohan replied.

"Okay, it's all up to Brother Liu to arrange." Han Mo felt that it made sense.

Two hours later, the sun set, and Han Mo and Liu Laohan rushed back to the village. Today, Han Mo truly understood the difficulty of a farmer, and after working in the field for two hours with his body hunched, Han Mo felt a sore back. Han Mo was very glad that he had a lot of things to do this morning, and he came late to inspect the good fields.

When Han Mo returned to the village chief's courtyard, the first thing he did was to find Liu Luo and ask Ahri about the situation.

"Lord, the little lord has woken up." Liu Luo replied softly. Liu Luo called Han Mo the lord, but she couldn't become Han Mo's retainer, just as a slave.

"Oh, thank you. You ask Amu to boil some more decoction, and I'll go see Ahri. Han Mo commanded.

Han Mo gently pushed open Ahri's boudoir door, and the dazzling light in the room pierced Han Mo's eyes, Han Mo couldn't open his eyes: "Ahri, what are you doing?" ”

"Ah, it's Brother Mo here."

A lively and agile voice came into Han Mo's ears. Han Mo said, "Well, Ahri, what's going on. ”

The dazzling light soon faded, and Ahri's delicate and perfect curves gradually became clearer. Soon, Han Mo felt Ahri holding his arm. Han Mo blinked, then reopened.

"Brother Mo, Ahri has good news for you." Ahri looked at Han Mo's side face, and when he saw Han Mo open his eyes, he said first.

Han Mo carefully looked at Ahri in front of him, and felt that Ahri had changed a lot, but he couldn't tell where the change was. The face is very white and tender? It was as white and tender as a baby's face.

"Oh, Ahri, what's the good news to say?" Han Mo answered, and Han Mo guessed that it must have something to do with the light just now.

"Brother Mo, look."

Ahri twisted his body and took out the spirit bead from his back, and Han Mo said secretly: Isn't this the spirit bead that he gave Ahri to play with.

But the spirit bead in Ahri's hand suddenly and slowly rose from the palm of his hand under Ahri's gaze. Han Mo could clearly see the light in Ahri's eyes, and the spirit bead slowly began to glow with milky white light. After brewing for a while, the milky white light spread out in four streams, shining brightly everywhere along the way.

A milky white light hit Han Mo, and Han Mo couldn't help but look at Ahri's eyes. Suddenly, it was as if my consciousness had detached from my body.

"Drop, is the player offline?"

First, a voice reached Han Mo's ears.

"No."

After Han Mo chose no, he suddenly wanted to see a slippery and blurry figure, and Han Mo could vaguely judge that it was Han Yu. Han Mo's blood was surging, and he really wanted to find out.

"Oh, Ahri is in trouble." Ahri saw that Han Mo's eyes had lost their brightness and he was walking towards him step by step, screaming, and hurriedly retreated.

"Little Pi, Little Pi, come out quickly, what should Ahri do?" Ahri had already retreated to the side of the bed, and only then did he remember the little skin on his head, and grabbed the little skin in front of him with his little hands.

"Woo woo woo."

"Ah, but... Well, Ahri got it. ”

Han Mo felt as if he was about to see Han Yu's true face, and at this moment, another ray of light suddenly appeared, and the Starlight Sword appeared out of thin air, hitting Han Mo's chest. Han Mo only felt a pain in his chest, Han Yu was gone, he hated it!

"No, what happened to me just now." Han Mo looked at Ahri in front of him again, and the starry sword inserted in his chest.

At this time, Ahri hurriedly pulled out the Xingmang Sword from Han Mo's chest, and a red letter of "-50" appeared on Han Mo's head. Han Mo's chest hurt again, this would be a real pain. Han Mo looked pained and covered his chest.

"Ah, it's all Ahri is not good, Brother Mo must not blame Ahri." Ahri threw the Starlight Sword in his hand, and then painfully blocked Han Mo's bleeding chest with his small hand. "Woo, it's all Ahri's fault, Brother Mo, don't die. Woooooooo

But Han Mo could feel the strength on Ahri's little hand, and Han Mo felt a pain again.

"Drop, the player is in a state of dying of death."

A system prompt interrupted Han Mo's daze, Han Mo looked at his blood volume, and there were only 10 points left, and he quickly took out two bottles of primary blood recovery potion from his backpack and finished it in one gulp. Han Mo looked at his blood recovery rate a little bit per second, he was very sad, he could only take one bottle of blood recovery medicine for a period of time, and the effect of taking multiple bottles was only the effect of one bottle.

Looking at Ahri who was crying like this, Han Mo hurriedly touched Ahri's head: "Ahri, it's okay, my brother can't die yet, you tell your brother what is going on." ”