Back in the courtyard, Su Ran walked to the door of the study and didn't see Xiao Shaoyan. She shrugged her shoulders and walked inside.

Sitting on the chair in front of the bookcase, she took out the silver ticket in her arms, and there was a letter written to her by Shen Rhetoric in it, and put the letter on the painting case. Then he counted the silver tickets in his hand, and the denomination of the silver tickets was one thousand taels.

"Five thousand taels!" Su Ran muttered, the joy in her heart overflowing. Although she has a very light view of money, what she earns is different.

Since the construction of the brewery, I have been going there 20 days a month, and in the first few days of brewing, I took a group of people to do it themselves.

The rewards of this kind of hard work and labor are undoubtedly happy.

Let her feel a sense of accomplishment.

"It's back!"

Su Ran raised his eyes, Xiao Shaoyan didn't know when he stood at the door, how long he had been watching.

"yes!" She smiled and got up and walked towards the door, folded the silver ticket in her hand, and stuffed it into her arms.

Xiao Molan took the little girl's soft and slender hand, "Why are you so happy?" ”

Su Ran smiled, "It's nothing," and paused, "Where did you just go?" Don't you like to stay in the study at this time? ”

Especially likes to occupy the tables and chairs where she paints.

Xiao Molan didn't answer, his head was slightly raised, and his eyebrows were slightly frowning at the sky.

Su Ran also looked up at the sky, she suddenly came over, it seemed that it hadn't rained for a long time.

I have been in this world for more than half a year, and there has only been one rain, and there have only been two snows in winter. This does not bode well.

The word 'drought' appeared in Su Ran's mind.

Her heart sank, there have been ancient times since ancient times, natural disasters have appeared, and wars have started.

Xiao Molan lowered his head, looked at the little girl with a somewhat solemn face twisting her eyebrows, and stretched out her fingertips to caress her eyebrows.

He whispered, "Little girl, don't think so much. ”

The warmth of the eyebrows and the clear jade-like voice made Su Ran a little dazed, she had obviously known him for a short time, but now she didn't have a trace of strangeness.

Even the awkwardness before has disappeared with this period of getting along.

Su Ran tilted his head, "Is there any rain elsewhere?" "There are mountains and rivers in Linshan Village, and the impact is not very big. But if it doesn't rain this year...... It's going to get worse.

"Rainfall is decreasing in the northerly areas!" Xiao Molan didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

But she understood.

At night, He Jingfeng slept in the main room.

Su Ran didn't sleep, but entered the space and became a farmer.

A three-meter-long and wide piece of land had been cleared out of the space, and the soaked toothy grain seeds had been sprinkled onto the moist soil. Finally, I poured spiritual spring water on it again.

She didn't know if it would be successful, so she had to raise seedlings first, and when the seedlings grew to eight centimeters, they would be planted in paddy fields. Instead of spilling teeth directly into the wet mud as it is now.

Su Ran put aside the remaining grain seeds, squatted on the ground, and his eyes fell on the land that had just been sown.

Gu Chong took a pound from Wubo a year ago, and originally thought that in February and March, Guo Congfu would get a paddy field in the garden next door to do experiments.

Ten miles and eight townships near Linshan Village planted rice, and the grain seeds were sown after ploughing the field, and after the seedlings appeared, the fields were often irrigated and weededed.

Therefore, a large part of the problem of low grain production here is due to the wrong planting method.

After a short time, the grain seeds on the land grow at a rate visible to the naked eye, and when they reach a height of more than ten centimeters, the moist soil becomes somewhat dry.

In his mind, Su Ran dragged the spiritual spring from the Lingquan Lake to the top of the land, and fell on the seedlings like rainfall.

Sure enough, space cannot be inferred according to common sense. In the space, as long as it is a plant, there is nothing that cannot be planted.

There is the watering of the spiritual spring, and soon, the three-meter-long and wide land is golden yellow, and the golden rice ears are full of grains, and they are heavy like a bead chain.

Su Ran had a smile on his face, and without much delay, he took a basket on the edge of the fruit forest. Here, she is like a fairy.

With a thought, the golden ears of rice fell off the golden seedlings and then fell into the basket.

Then the stalks without ears were uprooted from the soil and piled aside. Then the soil is watered with a spiritual spring, and the grain seeds are sprinkled again.

This was repeated until the mental power was almost exhausted, and the two baskets and the three baskets were filled with rice, and then they stopped.

Su Ran walked to the ground bunk with a splitting headache and fell down. It had been a long time since she had spent her mental energy in space.

I don't know how long I've been in the space or how long I've been asleep.

When Su Ran woke up, the pain of his head about to explode was gone.

I got up and walked to the pool for a while, and then ate a peach before leaving the space.

At this time, she no longer had the feeling of sleep, and walked out of the door and stood under the eaves.

Looking at the moon in the sky, which was only half of the moon, Su Ran stretched her waist and closed her eyes, although the cold air flow was cold, it made her feel refreshed.

Su Ran muttered: "I have to find an opportunity to hand over the rice in the space to the fifth uncle, and use these rice grains as grain seeds." If she grows it the way she knows, she will at least double the amount of food she can produce. ”

She wants the people here to grow in a modern way, but not everyone wants to change the way they grow.

The reason why Wubo is willing to try it is because when he planted potatoes before, he listened to her opinion, and harvested a lot more potatoes than in the first half of the year.

Suddenly, there was a slight squeak, and as soon as Su Ran turned sideways, the window of Xiao Shaoyan's bedroom opened.

"Can't sleep?"

"Can't sleep?"

They both spoke at the same time, then smiled again.

Su Ran looked at Xiao Shaoyan, who was only wearing a middle coat and a big coat, and his fair and handsome facial features had a cold look in the night.

"Ah, I've woken up! It wasn't long before she came out," she whispered.

Xiao Molan looked at the well-dressed fake boy who even had his hair tied neatly, and he stretched out his hand, "Come here." ”

Maybe he just woke up, and his voice was low, sexy and lazy.

Su Ran felt that he was bewitched, and when he reacted, the person was already standing outside the window, and his hand was already being held.

It seems that he still stretched out his hand for him to shake.

Xiao Molan held a fairly warm hand, knowing that she was not lying, he made an amazing gesture, lowered his head and kissed the back of the hand he was holding.

Reflecting what he had done, his face suddenly became hot, his earlobes gradually turned red, and his heart was not calm.

Raising her eyes to look at the girl who seemed to be stunned, although she was also a little shy in her heart, she didn't show it on her face.

Xiao Molan naturally rubbed the top of the girl's forehead with his other hand.

Su Ran withdrew his hand as if he had been awakened, and took a step back, and there seemed to be a soft touch on the back of his hand.