Chapter Eighty-Nine: Shennong Boy
The high yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes is expected by Mu Qingli, the newly opened land has always been better than the fertility that has been planted for decades, and the original Zhendong Army will fail to open up the wasteland, because the soil here is special, and it needs to neutralize the acidity and alkalinity in order to meet the needs of planting crops.
Sweet potatoes were the most sought after by the Zhendong Army, and the lush sweet potato leaves served as part of the ration long before they were harvested; After harvesting, sweet potatoes do not need to be left with potato chunks like potatoes, but with stems and leaves, which really does not waste an inch, and has been praised by everyone up and down.
The potatoes harvested by the Zhendong Army this time left 50,000 catties, and the rest continued to be planted in August. And all the vacant land was planted with sweet potatoes.
Both potatoes and sweet potatoes were abundant, which made everyone look forward to wheat.
The night after the harvest, the Zhendong Army held a bonfire party to celebrate the first harvest.
And this time, Mu Qingli was mentioned to Zhao Ziyi's side and drank with a group of high-ranking generals.
"Mu Qing! I really want to suspect that you are Shennong's boy, sent down to help my Zhendong Army! ”
Sitting next to Mu Qingli was another second-in-command of the Zhendong Army, General Zhao Yunzhao, a strong man with a face of beard, who was patting Mu Qingli's shoulder vigorously at this time, laughing loudly.
Mu Qingli had a bitter face, her internal organs were slapped and trembled, she found out that the taller and stronger people are, the more they like to pat people's shoulders, and they are very powerful! Alas, it's not easy for men to beg for a living!
"Haha, Uncle Yun, if you keep shooting, this Shennong boy will be photographed by you in the field and become a veritable Shennong boy!"
Zhao Ziyang squeezed between Mu Qingli and Zhao Yun with a smile, separated the two, and rescued Mu Qingli.
Zhao Yun patted the back of Zhao Ziyang's head and scolded with a smile: "You little rabbit cub." Then, he raised a bowl full of wine and saluted Mu Qingli: "Mu Qing boy, there are not many people I Zhao Yun admire in this life, Ziyi boy is one, Mu Lao is one, now, add you, come, toast you!" ”
Mu Qingli hurriedly picked up the wine in front of him and drank it all, and at the same time, he was curious about Zhao Yun's identity, and dared to call Zhao Ziyi a boy, Zhao Ziyang called him uncle, could it be that he was also a member of the Zhao family?
Seeing the curiosity in Mu Qingli's eyes, Zhao Ziyang leaned close to Mu Qingli's ear and said softly: "General Zhao Yun is my father's sworn brother before his death, and he takes care of me and my eldest brother quite a lot on weekdays. ”
The warm gas sprayed warmly on Mu Qingli's ears, making Mu Qingli's face red, and she moved away a little uncomfortably, nodding her head to show understanding.
Zhao Ziyang smiled, not caring much, but his body quietly and slowly approached Mu Qingli.
Zhao Ziyi sat on the top, it was rare to let go of the cold arrogance, and there was warmth on his handsome face, he raised his glass and said to Mu Qingli: "This time, the eastern army of our town can successfully open up the wasteland, Mu Qing's contribution is indispensable, everyone toast her together." ”
The generals around the bonfire raised their bowls one after another, and saluted Mu Qingli with a smile: "Respect Mu Qing!" ”
Mu Qingli was taken aback, hurriedly poured another bowl of wine, raised the bowl and said, "Everyone has won the award, I will do it first as a respect!" Then, he drank it all.
Everyone shouted yes and drank the wine in their bowls.
After drinking, a smile appeared on Mu Qingli's face, she was very satisfied to be able to make some contributions to the Zhendong Army.
"I don't know how old is a good boy like Mu Qing? My second daughter is exactly fifteen this year, although she looks average, she is a good hand at life, I don't know if Mu Qing are interested in being my son-in-law? ”
The general, who was sitting directly opposite Mu Qingli, asked with a smile.
Mu Qingli choked hard!