In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of March, and the wasteland of the three rooms was also opened.

The family with a lot of labor at home can open several acres of wasteland and earn two or three taels of silver, plus the lunch provided by the three rooms during this period is full of meat, and the steamed buns of Sanhe noodles are also full, and many people are fatter.

Especially the half-sized children, they have grown taller, and most of the villagers are grateful to Sanfang.

On the acre of winter wheat land of Bai Sanshu's family, the village chief and several clan elders are looking at the green winter wheat with a happy face.

"It's done, it's really done." The village chief said excitedly: "If you can grow a crop, even if the harvest is less, the people in our village can be much more spacious, and there will be no more starvation in the future." ”

Speaking of this, the village chief's eyes were red.

The second girl said that this acre of land is completed, but she can't guarantee that there are no other problems. Our family is planning to plant another crop of winter wheat this year, this time with a variety of points, and the time is also a little earlier, so that there is a comparison. It's this output, and I really can't guarantee it. Bai Sanshu said cautiously.

"That's as it should be." The village chief nodded and said: "The second girl is a thoughtful person, go back and let her come to the house, and tell me about this winter wheat, I will also plant some this winter, and it will be a big deal to waste some seeds." ”

"Let's do it." The patriarch spoke: "Ming'er, a few of our old bones will get together, listen to what the second girl has to say, and then sum it up." ”

Several clan elders responded, and then everyone's eyes fell not far away.

I saw Bai Ling wearing coarse cloth clothes, walking side by side with the upright Shangguan Yu and bowing his head, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they couldn't help but be a little cautious.

"Cheng, then I'll talk to the second girl." Bai Sanshu was already surprised, and he didn't turn around this time, leading a few people to walk back on the way back: "My family's wasteland is not in a hurry to plant, go back to the village chief and say to the village, whoever has free time will come to our house to receive seeds to work, one acre of land for one hundred literary wages, this time I don't care about food, it's really the family can't let go." When the spring ploughing is over, the factory is ......"

Not to mention what Bai Sanshu said here, I could hear how happy the village chief and the patriarch, as well as the clan elders, couldn't I immediately let the whole village know the good news.

Nanshan Village is really going to be developed.

To be precise, Nanshan Village is going to live a good life behind Sanfang, and it will be interesting to see which village will dare to look down on them in the future.

Bai Ling accompanied Shangguan Yu to walk on the ground, patiently explaining the common sense of agriculture she knew, only hoping that Shangguan Yu could leave early, otherwise she would always be uneasy.

"My dad has a booklet for what I just said, and you can have someone copy it. However, my family is also the first year to grow winter wheat, and it is just such an acre of land, so I really can't say whether the success of planting is a fluke. But strictly speaking, it is not a success now, whether it can bear ears in the future, whether the yield is enough to return to the cost, our family is not sure. Bai Ling spread his hands and told the truth.

No way, although Bai Ling has lived in the countryside for many years, he has also done farm work.

But I went to help when I was too busy at home, but I didn't really worry about it, and I didn't know a lot about it.

"Do you plan to use your wasteland to grow winter wheat as well?" Shangguan Yu asked.

"I plan to use half of the land to grow medicinal herbs, and some of them may take two or three years to make a profit. For the rest, for the time being, plant some corn, sweet potatoes and the like, and it will be regarded as a nourishment land. Bai Ling smiled helplessly: "Originally, I planned to buy some cooked land and grow some winter wheat this year." But the harvest has been good in the past two years, and it is not easy to buy land, especially in front of the house. ”

"I have a Zhuangzi on the other side of the town, with dozens of acres of high-quality fields, which can be given to you." Seeing that Bai Ling was about to refuse, Shangguan Yu continued: "Don't worry, I didn't give it to you for nothing, but I want you to plant winter wheat boldly. I will also send someone to learn how to plant, if the planting is successful, you must not hide your secrets, this Zhuangzi is my thank you gift. ”

Bai Ling was silent for a moment, walking with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shangguan Yu didn't urge, and it wasn't until the two of them walked on the path back to the village that Bai Ling spoke: "It's useless, my family's planting of winter wheat didn't plan to hide it." Then if you have Zhuangzi, you can sell it to me, okay? Your people can still come and learn, but I don't guarantee the results. ”

After taking a deep look at Bai Ling, Shangguan Yu also knew that Bai Ling was not short of a Zhuangzi's money, so he nodded and said: "Let Yang Fan transfer the title deed tomorrow, and I will take you to Zhuangzi to have a look, I will not interfere with how you want to arrange it." ”

"Okay." Bai Ling smiled lightly, as warm as a spring breeze.

It is not easy to buy high-quality fields, and good Zhuangzi is even more difficult to find, Bai Ling feels that he has earned it.

However, Bai Ling did not plan to tell his family about buying this Zhuangzi for the time being, so as not to leak the news and cause trouble.

On the second day, Shangguan Yu took Bai Ling to Zhuangzi, informed the steward that Bai Ling was the new owner of Zhuangzi, and handed over all the accounts in Zhuangzi to Bai Ling for verification.

But what Bai Ling didn't know was that when Yang Fan went to the county government to handle the transfer of the land deed, he deliberately took the waist card to see the county lord and conveyed Shangguan Yu's meaning.

After Yang Fan left, the county magistrate immediately returned to the back house and went to meet the eldest son who was about to go out to study.

"Zhiyuan, my father remembers that when you returned home a few years ago, you told your father that you saw crops covered with straw curtains in a small village?" The county commander asked in a slightly eager tone.

"Didn't my father send someone to check?" Ouyang Xun paused to pack up the books, and then continued to choose the books to take on the road.

"Do you remember which village?" The prefectural order does not answer rhetorical questions.

"I don't know, it's not far from the Xiao family's courtyard." After Ouyang Xun finished speaking, he thought about it for a while, and added: "There are mountains nearby, and there are only a few broken houses nearby, so it's easy to find." ”

"Zhiyuan, your study tour is not bad these days, can you go over there to take a look on behalf of your father?" Ouyang Xun looked a little excited and said: "If this matter is true, my father's political achievements can be raised to the next level, and maybe he can go straight to the imperial case." At that time, those ...... of the family"

Ouyang Xun frowned, put the book back in his place, and said with a slightly gloomy face: "Don't worry, father, my son knows what to do." ”

"It's a good son for a father, thank you for your hard work." The prefectural order was pleased.

Ouyang Xun didn't make a sound, and after sending the county order out, he sat in the study and meditated for a long time before calling the scholar into the house and whispering a few words.

After taking over Zhuangzi, Bai Ling did not have any changes in personnel, and his impression of Shangguan Yu changed a lot.

On this day, Bai Ling knew that the tenants on Zhuangzi, in addition to the remnants of the army, were some lonely people whose relatives had died on the battlefield and had nowhere to go.

Shangguan Yu only received forty percent of the tenant rent, and was also responsible for seeds and farm tools, and his annual income was very small.

"Shangguan, why do I think you are being yin by you? This Zhuangzi is a hot potato, you really look down on me. Sitting in the not gorgeous living room, Bai Ling asked in a low tone.

"If you don't want to keep these people, I'll take them away." Shangguan Yu understood what Bai Ling meant.

A Zhuangzi who is almost unprofitable, no one likes it.

What's more, Bai Ling still bought it with money, and it will take at least a few decades to earn it back, and it must be a good harvest every year.