Changshuang picks the seeds from the pulp and soaks them in water.

"Frost, the seeds sprout like bean sprouts?" Kim Qianman is strange.

"No, it's just germination, let the seeds sprout faster, soak for two hours, and then put them in the soil, and then pay attention to watering, after ten days and a half months, you should be able to germinate......"

"Oops, I forgot!" After a pause, Chang Shuang suddenly thought that the soil here in Ningzhen didn't know if it was suitable for the growth of fruit trees, "Sanma, you go to that village and bring the soil back, if the soil here is useless, it will be miserable." ”

"How much soil does that need?" Planting trees, not flowers.

"Not much, the seeds can be planted in pots, you can just bring a few buckets back."

Jin Qianman thought that he still had business to do in that village, and he was talking about moving them to buy pickles, and he wanted to see the effect of the insecticide, and he didn't know if it would be useful for all crops.

"Okay, then I'll go tomorrow."

"Sister, you call me." Chang Jing is here.

"Here, eat an apple."

Time passed little by little, and everything was slowly getting better.

There are many things that can be planted in the Changjia Grange, cabbage and radishes, and other vegetables can also be planted, and the harvest is more.

The soil in the grange has obviously improved, but it is still impossible to grow crops, the bamboo does not grow, the frost is not in a hurry, there is patience, perseverance, and if you continue to raise the soil, it will be better.

The vegetables harvested by the Chang family were made into pickles for the people in the Zhuangzi to use, and they were also self-sufficient.

In the villages outside the town, the soil cultivation method of Changshuang is also used, and the harvest of green vegetables has also increased, and they sell the vegetables, and the income is enough for the family to live. However, Chang Shuang did not have a burden on the acquisition of vegetables, and it was not only the Chang family who purchased green vegetables in Ningzhen, but also the Qu family.

The Qu family is also reliable, and the taste of the pickles is slowly getting better, although it is a little worse than the taste of the Chang family, but it is not bad.

For the poor people, eating a pickle is not particular, buying any one is buying, and the Qu family also sells pickles in Ningzhen, blatantly grabbing business.

Chang Shuang didn't care, and he couldn't see the Qu family's imitation of his own goods to grab his own business. As long as the Qu family is not excessive, Chang Shuang doesn't care about these small tricks in the business field.

At the end of October, Mo Fei came to Chang Shuang to ask for a batch of goods, all of which were dry food, pickles, steamed buns, cakes, dried meat, dried fruits, etc., as well as medicine.

There are doctors in the barracks who make medicines, so most of the medicines that Chang Shuang asks for are antidotes.

Mo Fei said that the barracks were concentrating on training, and the general did not return to the camp for a while. He told Chang Shuang that if she went to the barracks, she would be in the air, and she wouldn't see Ehebai.

This time, the goods from the barracks are not to be picked up, so there is no need to trouble Chang Shuang to send them.

There is no need to deliver the goods, it is naturally good, since Ehebai has no time, Chang Shuang will not bother him.

In this leisurely farming day, something big happened, and what the people of Ning Zhen didn't know, Chang Shuang didn't know, until Qi Ming told her.

"There's a war!?" Chang Shuang was not surprised, but her heart tightened.

Thinking about the situation in the barracks, Chang Shuang realized that Ehebai was not in the camp for a long time, and told her not to go to him, because she didn't want her to know that he was going to fight, and she didn't want her to worry.

"We haven't heard any movement in Ningzhen, I don't know how the fight went?"

Jin Qianman's face was dark, and he remembered the tragic appearance of the soldier being half-dead by Nanjia last time, and he was unhappy.

"The battlefield is still far from Ningzhen." Qi Ming said.

Chang Shuang asked: "This time we took the initiative, right?" ”

Qi Ming nodded, "Since the last time I officially fought with Nanjia, it was during the Chinese New Year, and ten months have passed, and it has only been two years before and after the establishment of the military camp here. ”