"Good fellows, more than a hundred people!?" Tang Min exclaimed.

She doesn't play less with trill, and she also knows that it is not easy to increase fans, and it is even more difficult to become popular.

Therefore, although she also has a dream of becoming popular, it is more just a record of life.

She also knows how difficult it is to live broadcast, how many anchors have been playing for a year and a half, and there may not be a few people in the live broadcast.

Shi Tian knows that she is a learning maniac, and she is basically not much interested in trills, but she is occasionally used to pass the time, and she has never posted a video on the homepage, let alone a live broadcast.

But now she is not only live broadcasting, but there are so many people in the live broadcast room.

And it's all alive.

Because she saw the barrage on the public screen for a while, it was obvious that in addition to leaning father and daughter when moving, this was a forbidden picture, but netizens were discussing it hotly on their own.

Tang Min suddenly became interested, looking at this strange shot, she felt a little bit like the live broadcast that was tilted away.

Where is the Tian of the family during her live broadcast, she looked at the child on the bed, and she felt that she would go to see it when the child woke up.

**

Shi Tian didn't know that he was being broadcast live.

Oh no, she has been being broadcast live, but the object of this live broadcast has changed from Daxuan people to Huaxia netizens.

"Dad, how many fields do we have?" Shi leaned up straight, twisted his neck, and suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Shi Jianshan was stunned for a moment, straightened up his waist a little sore, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought about it for a while: "If the fields are all added together, it is estimated that there are three acres." ”

These were all allocated to them by Shi Tian's grandparents when they split up the family.

Shi Jianshan has a total of three brothers in his generation, he is the second eldest and has a younger sister, all of whom have their own families.

And Shi Tian's grandparents, that is, their parents, have also passed away a long time ago, so over the years, several siblings have gone their separate ways, and they will only move around when there is something.

Shi Jianshan thought that Shi Tian was tired of cutting, and wanted to ask how long it would take to finish cutting, so he didn't wait for Shi Tian to speak, and said: "But this paddy field is only two acres, in the past, I and your mother could be cut in ten days, and if you help this year, it is estimated that it can be cut in six or seven days." ”

He had already seen Shi Tian's strength, and he could cut faster than him.

I really don't dare to underestimate it.

"Oh." Shi Tian nodded, and asked curiously: "Then how much grain can our family harvest in a year from these two acres of land?" ”

She is still more curious about this, although when she learned about Huaxia, she knew that Huaxia had hybrid rice, and the yield per mu of grain had reached 1,000 catties.

But what I read in the book doesn't have the same sense of reality as I saw it in person.

Although I haven't seen it in person yet, Shi Jianshan has been planting fields for decades, and he must be talking about it.

Daxuanren, who also heard Shi Tian's question, was suddenly shocked, and raised his head and stared at the light curtain tightly.

They also want to know what the grain yield per mu in China is.

looks so good, at least three or four hundred pounds.

General Shi's family is only four people, and three or four hundred catties are enough for them to eat for a year.

Even Leng Yichen in the palace stared at the light curtain tightly, and he also saw what the other people saw, although he was not hit like those people, but looking at such a good rice field, he was still envious.

Food is the foundation of a country, and without food, nothing can be done.

Therefore, he also wanted to know what the grain and grass production in China was.

Although he has never farmed, he also has a general understanding of the output of Daxuan's grain, which is generally about one or two hundred catties.

Therefore, he is the same as the people think, and the maximum in Huaxia is only three or four hundred catties, and there can be no more.

However, after seeing Shi Jianshan frowning and thinking for a while, he said a number that shocked their jaws.

"It's hard to say, but last year, our family's two acres of land seemed to have collected about 1,900 catties."

Rumble!!

This number was thrown into Daxuan's field like a thunderbolt.

The people of Daxuan exploded in an instant, their eyes glared like copper bells, and they looked at Shi Jianshan's casual appearance in disbelief in the light curtain.

Even he frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with the harvest.

"Nineteen hundred pounds, how is this possible??" Daxuan asked incredulously.

"That's right, my family has six acres of paddy fields, and I didn't receive 1,900 catties last year, and their family is only two acres, how can I receive 1,900 catties!!"

"At this time, the general's father must be lying, he must be lying!"

Daxuan people can't believe it, and they don't want to believe it.

Because the yield per mu is nearly 1,000 catties, this is really too mysterious, how can they believe it.

The people comforted themselves, but Leng Yichen had no way to calm down his mood.

When Shi Jianshan said that number, he was so shocked that he stood up from behind the dragon case.

At this time, he stared at the light curtain tightly, equally incredulous.

I couldn't calm my mood for a long time.

How is this possible?

But thinking back to the rich life of the Chinese people, he can't believe it or not.

But how did you do this with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu???

Shi Tian was also shocked by this number, and Shi Jianshan sighed, still saying: "Last year, our harvest was not good, it was a few hundred catties less than others, it looks good in a few years, and it is estimated that we can collect more than 2,000 catties." ”

Daxuan people: "......"

No, they've been hit again.

This still makes people not live.

In the morning, when they saw that the rice in Huaxia was growing so well, they had already been hit by a wave, and they also estimated that the grain output in Huaxia would be three or four hundred catties at most.

But now, a whole thousand pounds, this is still the time when the harvest is not good.

How can this keep them alive??

The people of Daxuan all fell into the fields one after another, and once again lost the spirit of work.

Who will tell them why the gap between people is so big?

It doesn't matter if you can't compare to others in life, you can't even compare to others with food that you have grown all your life.

So what is the meaning of their lives.

On this day, all the people of Daxuan farming collectively emo.

Listening to Shi Jianshan's sigh, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he could only comfort: "Well, Dad, don't worry, our family's rice growth this year is good, and the harvest will definitely be good." ”

If he knew that Daxuan's grain output was only one or two hundred, two or three hundred catties, I don't know how he would feel.

The father and daughter finished talking about the topic and continued to bend over to work.

This afternoon's field is a bit big, and the father and daughter have not finished cutting until half past six in the afternoon.

But Qiao Wan had already called to go back to dinner, and the father and daughter had to pack up and go home.

"I thought I would be able to finish cutting this field this afternoon, but I didn't expect it to be finished."