Yao Tiantian read the information and had a spectrum in her heart. And Fusheng and Pengfei were still flipping through the records on the bamboo slips, discussing how to sow seeds.

"It is recorded in ancient books that it is best to sow seeds around the beginning of autumn, but our season is not suitable?"

"No, didn't the book just now say that it will start broadcasting in March?"

"It's a bit of a contradiction......"

"yes......"

Fusheng and Pengfei discussed for a long time, but they didn't discuss the reason, and the two of them invariably set their eyes on Yao Tiantian, "What does Tianniu think?" Mr. said that you should also help you think of ways and ideas. ”

Yao Tiantian had already read the information, of course she was not afraid of their inquiries, she smiled slightly, "The record on the book is correct, because buckwheat can be sown in autumn or spring." ”

"Oh? In which book is it written? Peng Fei put down a book in his hand, and as soon as Yao Tiantian said it, he would immediately rummage through it.

Now it is a pile of books, not the original thread-bound books, which can be found if you want to, Yao Tiantian calmly glanced at the books as high as a hill, and said perfunctorily, "This is what I heard my uncle say a few days ago, as for which book is recorded, I don't know." On that day, my uncle not only found a record of the spring sowing of buckwheat, but also said that the seeds should be soaked in warm water before planting, and today we will soak the seeds for a quarter of an hour, and then dry them at night, and tomorrow we can plant them. ”

Seeing that Yao Tiantian said so firmly and the steps were so detailed, Fusheng nodded involuntarily, and said with understanding, "No wonder Mr. can be so relieved to hand over a few of the major matters of the next planting, it turns out that he has already explained it." In that case, let's hurry up and boil water. ”

Fusheng said, as soon as he turned around, he was about to go out.

"Slow" Yang Pengfei didn't move, he narrowed his brows, and muttered to himself, "I have basically read all of Mr.'s books, how come I don't have any impression of this detailed record of Tiantian's words, which bamboo slip is it on?" As he spoke, Yang Pengfei squatted down, trying to rummage through the books one by one.

"Oh, such a large pile of books, when you look for them all, our buckwheat is ripe. You'd better get down to business first, and you'll find these books slowly later. Da Zhuang said impatiently and walked out of the school with a pull on Fusheng's arm.

Yao Tiantian calmly glanced at Yang Pengfei, who was not leaving, nor was he staying, and said lightly, "If you don't remember, don't remember, anyway, it's a miscellaneous note that doesn't matter much, and it's not a well-known article through the ages, so if you have the strength, you should use it in the right place." ”

"Tian Tian is right" Yang Pengfei finally let go of the obsession in his heart, clapped his hands easily, and said seriously, "This makes sense, Yang Pengfei has been taught." ”

Finally appeased Yang Pengfei, who was a little more serious, Yao Tiantian turned around and walked out of the house, and got busy with Da Zhuang and Fusheng. They boiled some warm water, soaked the buckwheat seeds in batches for a quarter of an hour, then fished them out and dried them on the stone pavement in the yard. I was busy until the time of the lantern, and I prepared all the buckwheat seeds to be planted the next day.

Because her uncle was not at home, the fifth grandmother was worried that Yao Tiantian would be afraid of being alone in the village school, so she reported her quilt and slept in the east wing of the village school with Yao Tiantian. With the fifth grandmother by her side, Yao Tiantian felt very down-to-earth and slept until the dawn of the day.

The next morning, Da Zhuang, Fusheng and Peng Fei rushed over early. To Yao Tiantian's expectation, although the villagers of Yangjiatun agreed to the second housekeeper of the Huang Mansion to go to their family's hunting ground to work for a short time, they were not in a hurry to go, but remembered the sowing of buckwheat seeds, and coincidentally came to the village school in the east of the village to see if they could help.

Since the villagers are so enthusiastic and consciously came to the village school, it saves Yao Tiantian the trouble of carrying buckwheat seeds to the mountain, soak the buckwheat seeds in warm water, and dry them in the shade, the particles of buckwheat seeds look much larger and heavier than the original.

Although the reclamation of barren mountains is Yao Runzhi's head, but under his intentional or unintentional promotion, many things are the three capable students of Fusheng, Pengfei and Da Zhuang, so for Yao Runzhi to go out temporarily, let Fusheng organize the big guy to sow buckwheat, the villagers just expressed a little doubt, and accepted this fact for a long time.

In addition, yesterday in the old ancestral hall, Fusheng refuted Yang Haifu with righteous words, Yang Pengfei won Wei Xingyan's appreciation in one fell swoop, and was appreciated by the seventh uncle, and the big guys no longer regard Fusheng, Pengfei and Da Zhuang as half-grown children. Therefore, in the eyes of the big guys, it became logical for Mr. Yao to go out and give birth to a few of them.

For such a result, Second Aunt Yang was very happy to see it, and even the attitude of Sister-in-law Li, who had always been cool, took a 180-degree turn, followed behind the fifth grandmother, and enthusiastically opened up.

With the enthusiasm of the villagers, the help of Aunt Yang and others, and Yao Tiantian's continuous experience from modern agriculture, Fusheng led the buckwheat sowing work to be carried out vividly, and in just five days, all the barren mountains opened by the big guys were planted with buckwheat.

Buckwheat was planted on the barren mountain, and the villagers went to the Huangjia hunting ground one after another to do short-term work, and Yangjiatun returned to calm, and people seemed to have forgotten that just more than half a month ago, they were still facing the dilemma of having no food and clothing, and leaving their hometown, and their faces showed happy and satisfied smiles one by one.

The barren mountains became fertile soil, and buckwheat was planted, Yao Tiantian and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and every morning Da Zhuang, Fusheng and Peng Fei ran to the mountains early in the morning to take a look.

On this day, Yao Tiantian went through today's rest and adjustment, and the bones in her body finally didn't hurt so much, and she got up early and climbed up the barren mountain with Da Zhuang and a few of them.

Looking at the dark world, Da Zhuang ran around the buckwheat field with his jacket in a roar, and before he could vent his energy, he ran to the high mountain beam again, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted loudly, "We have food in Yangjiatun, we have food." ”

Yang Pengfei looked at Da Zhuang, who was stupidly happy on the mountain beam in the distance, pursed his lips, and said to Fusheng He Yao Tiantian, "What a fool, you see Da Zhuang like that, if you can eat enough, you will be happy like that." ”

"Honest people have good fortune, think less and worry less." Fusheng smiled, looked at Da Zhuang in the distance and said with some envy.

"Da Zhuang can be like this, I can't just be satisfied with food and clothing every day" Yang Pengfei ignored Fusheng's different opinions, and continued to this Yao Tiantian, "Now that the buckwheat has been planted, I should also go to Mr. Wei Xingyan, listening to his tone, he should not be as simple as an ordinary feng shui ancestor." I'd like to see what kind of errand he left me, and what kind of wind is blowing? ”

Yao Tiantian didn't say anything, of course she also saw that Wei Xingyan was not just as simple as a down-and-out feng shui gentleman, it was this not simple that made Yao Tiantian worried, how could such an obviously background person come to a remote mountain village like Yangjiatun, how could he be called by a rich man like Huang Dahu, and how could he be willing to build a hunting ground for his family?

Now that his uncle is not at home, he is prepared in the face of the other party, and the purpose is not clear, Yao Tiantian thinks that it is more appropriate to adopt the strategy of 'I will not move if the enemy does not move'. However, obviously, Yang Pengfei, who had just been recognized by the people of Quantunzi and appreciated by the Seventh Uncle, did not think so, in his opinion, it was a strong wind that could send him straight to Qingyun, and he didn't want to let go of such an opportunity.

In all fairness, Yang Pengfei's idea is not wrong, a poor boy in a remote mountain village, with lofty ambitions, but he has no future, he finally has such an opportunity, he wants to fight, this is a normal thing. It's just that he didn't think about the consequences of his pounce, or he thought that he had nothing left and nothing to lose.

Yang Pengfei can move forward bravely, but she Yao Tiantian can't, she is a person who has experienced wind and rain, so the tranquility of her family and the safety of her uncle are what she cares about, and she wants to protect. However, Yang Pengfei, who is bent on making great plans and soaring into the sky, can't understand such an idea.

Yao Tiantian's mind turned quickly, thinking about what reason she wanted to drag Yang Pengfei to Wei Xingyan's footsteps, suddenly her heart lit up, and she secretly scolded herself for being confused, her uncle left her the best reason, why didn't she use it.

Thinking of the idea, Yao Tiantian slowly turned his head and said gently, "Wei Xingyan's tone is quite big, maybe he is also capable, you should go over and see what he thinks." But ah, you haven't finished what your uncle told you, how can you abandon the territory? ”

"What did the gentleman do?" A trace of confusion flashed on Yang Pengfei's face, and he asked suspiciously, "Did Mr. explain anything else to me?" ”

Yao Tiantian hadn't answered yet, but Fusheng's words came leisurely, "Yes." Sir took so long to engrave those books, and they were all entrusted to you, and you must always sort them out. Besides, among us students, if you want to talk about reading, you are the most concerned, and Mr. is also the most familiar with his book collection, if you don't do this, who else can you let do it? ”

Fusheng's words were tactful, Yao Tiantian nodded again and again after listening to it, and she and Fusheng thought of going together. It's just that looking at Fusheng's serious appearance, Yao Tiantian is a little unsure whether he really thinks that sorting out the book is so important, or just an excuse to drag Yang Pengfei to Wei Xingyan like Yao Tiantian.

No matter what Fusheng thought in his heart, his words moved Yang Pengfei, he looked at Yao Tiantian's agreement, and nodded happily, "What Fusheng said, Mr. entrusted me Yang Pengfei can't help but do it, and when I go back in a while, I will start sorting out the books." ”