The fruit trees in the mountains have also been repaired, the wheat fields have grown well, and the pieces are neatly planned in preparation for the mechanical harvest in the future.

"The wells have been drilled", Luo Xiaoqiao couldn't help but be idle, walked around the field and looked around a few times, and asked about the situation.

"It's all hit, and there will be at least a well for every five acres of land," You replied.

"Very good, after two days, the pumping machine can be made, and it will be convenient to water at that time," Luo Xiaoqiao said.

"Girl, it's already very convenient to have a pressurized well, but we used to carry water by ourselves to water the ground."

"It will be better in the future".

"Miss Luo, I'm here, you're okay", Niu Xincheng, who raised ducks, also came over with a hemp bag.

"Rare guest, Uncle Niu, I'm fine, thank you for worrying", Luo Xiaoqiao teased.

Niu Xincheng scratched his head, "The villagers have a good harvest this year, this is the last batch of ducks, I came to send it." Folks, thank you for bringing me some souvenirs and putting them at home. ”

"Okay, let's stay at noon to eat."

"No, no, there are ducks to watch when I go home, I can't do without people", Niu Xincheng said honestly and left.

……

"Girl, the emperor has died!" Zi Su took the letter in his hand and talked to Luo Xiaoqiao.

"Hmm", Luo Xiaoqiao nodded, Mu Jingyi had already told her that he was going to be busy for a while.

"The second prince and the third prince are supporting themselves in the south, and there is chaos in the court." Zixuan also sighed.

"I heard that a lot of people are coming to the north, what should we do, girl?" Shiso asked.

"People are coming? Okay", Luo Xiaoqiao looked at the vast land in the distance, thinking of the sparse population at this time, he still hoped to supplement foreign aid.

"My girl, how could you not think of anything else. They all fled the famine, we don't have enough food, and there are more people coming, what should we do? ”

"This year, if there is a bumper harvest, it should be able to feed a lot of people", Luo Xiaoqiao is quite confident.

"Okay", Shisu slumped her shoulders, anyway, she wasn't the one to make up her mind, just listen to the girl.

This year is a pivotal year for planting in the Northland.

Luo Xiaoqiao said it nicely, but he just wanted to give others confidence.

In fact, she knows very well in her heart that this year is also the year of their breakthrough.

If anything goes wrong with wheat or rice, they may face a famine worse than the famine within Dachu.

Therefore, Luo Xiaoqiao almost walked around the ground for more than half a day.

The potatoes are growing well and will be ready to be harvested in half a month, which is good news that allows her to relax a little.

The wheat harvest in the Northland was in late July, and the filling period was in mid-May, and they did their best.

Luo's Qingshan Inn was built more and more decently, there was a pond on the mountain, Luo Xiaoqiao transformed it into a lake, the lake planted lotus roots, sprinkled fish seedlings, put two small boats, and lay on the wooden boat in summer to watch flowers and fish......

Now this inn has attracted more and more people to come to escape the summer.

This summer, it seems to be very early, and the cherries have just started to eat, and the single clothes can't be worn.

Luo Xiaoqiao rarely went to Daqingshan to take a look, and if he didn't go, he didn't know, why did the water in this pond go down so much this year?

"Uncle Tian, this water hasn't been so deep since a few days ago, right?" Luo Xiaoqiao asked Tian Lixin.

"Huh? Girl, I've seen you every day, and I really haven't noticed it", Tian Lixin scratched his head innocently.

Luo Xiaoqiao felt that the weather had been a little dry recently, and it was not yet midsummer, and the sun was dazzling.

"I'm leaving, Uncle Tian", Luo Xiaoqiao walked while observing the side of the road, it seemed that the weeds were a little wilted.

At the entrance of the village, there were still a few villagers weeding in the sun.

Luo Jinrong was also there, and after seeing her, he raised his head, "Xiao Qiao, didn't you just go to Daqingshan?" Why are you back? ”

"Old village chief, do you think you can do it in this field?"

"It's a little dry, and this year it's a bit dry," Luo Jinrong replied.

"Really? Just a little drought? ”。

"Alas, there are a few wells that can't get water," Luo Jinrong said, "At first I thought it was a gas leak, but later I found out that the pipes couldn't reach the water." ”

Luo Xiaoqiao pondered: If the water pipe is short, the groundwater level has dropped, this is not just a bit of a drought.

"Old village chief, have you ever encountered this kind of drought before?" Luo Xiaoqiao asked.

"It's been like this for several years, and I hope it will rain in two days," Luo Jinrong said, smoking a large cigarette pouch.

"What if it doesn't rain?" Luo Xiaoqiao was worried.

"I was just going to tell you, let your Niu Niu not sleep tonight." Luo Jinrong slammed his mouth and said.

"What for?"

"From our villages, boys and girls under the age of ten, find twenty, and follow Wang Yinlan to dig a ditch at night."

"What?" Luo Xiaoqiao didn't understand.

"Dig the soup ditch! The gutter outside your yard! Luo Jinrong didn't want to say more.

"Why are you digging a soup ditch? Where to dig it? Luo Xiaoqiao was curious.

"Isn't it raining? Dig it out and get down! ”

Luo Xiaoqiao: ...... Can you put feudal superstition a little more straightforwardly?

"Then why not?"

"That may offend the immortals, let's supply more tribute, this year's life is better, it should be out", Luo Jinrong sighed and went back.

Luo Xiaoqiao: ... It really can't be counted on them!

Luo Xiaoqiao's worries are really not worries.

Within a few days, the Northland Times spread the news that there was a drought in many cities in the Northland.

Although it has not yet reached the point of thousands of miles of red land, in serious places, there are already "hundreds of miles of fertile fields, seedless and yellow", and "drilling wells to extract water, not more than one out of ten".

Fortunately, in Chuncheng, Jicheng, and Liaocheng, several places where the tributaries of the Tongjiang River pass through, irrigation can still be barely maintained, but the water level has also dropped significantly.

Mu Jingyi was busy and anxious, and the Jingwang Mansion was shrouded in low pressure for several days.

Mu Jingyi dispatched a large number of people to help dig wells, pumps were used casually, and even horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and a limited number of steam-driven carts were dispatched to transport water regardless of the cost, but it seemed to be a drop in the bucket, only barely making the ground less dry and the plants still alive.

In many places, the tips of the leaves of wheat have begun to turn yellow.

Shangguan Jiao and a few old waiters sat in the bamboo fence, drinking tea and chatting: "Lord Shangguan, God help me."

Shangguan snorted coldly: "Stockpiling grain, right?" The yellow-haired boy wants to fight with me, but God won't help him! ”

Wu Shilang said with a smile: "This drought can be used to ......"

Within a few days, the rumors arose.

"The birds die of bitterness, and the fish in the pond dry up their mud; What hinders the dragon, the north is dry for thousands of miles".

"The rain does not wet things, and the fertile fields are yellow; The snake forced the black dragon, and the thunder fell into drought. ”

actually insinuated that Mu Jingyi was a snake, hindering the black dragon from raining, causing a drought in the north! It's so poisonous!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Luo Xiaoqiao's measurement is not that big!

But these short-sighted and bottomless officials, now is not a good time to clean up!

Luo Xiaoqiao took a deep breath and re-examined the current situation again.

Drainage? It's too late, Beidi has been poor for so many years, and the construction of water conservancy projects in the Tongjiang River is already relatively laborious and costly, and there are almost no other water conservancy facilities.

Luo Xiaoqiao put the pen between her eyebrows, thinking about a feasible way, and before she could come up with a reason, the next person came to report.

"Girl, a group of Taoist priests came up from Daqing Mountain, saying that they want to pray for rain!" Sun Dianfu said.

Luo Xiaoqiao: ...... Pray...... Praying for rain? Is it going to slay the demons next?

However, whether it is your own territory, it is better to go up and see.