"Okay."

Wu Xuexue, who was laughing madly, suddenly retracted his momentum and spit out a good word in a sonorous and favorable manner.

Ding Lao Wu was depressed.

This guy is weird!

"Okay, I promise to become the private tutor of the Ding family."

"That." Ding Xuewei felt that some things still had to be said clearly.

The father and son of the Ding family chuckled in their hearts, and were about to stop it, but Ding Xuewei had already spoken: "There are many school-age children in our village. ”

It turned out that what she wanted to say was that Wu Xuexue could teach Xu Jiang alone.

While the father and son of the Ding family breathed a sigh of relief, they also became careful.

"How much?" Wu Xue asked unexpectedly, and there was no look of rejection on his face.

Now the father and son of the Ding family are more and more unable to figure it out.

What this village says still doesn't understand?

The people in the village are all old peasants with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky!

Their children, ordinary scholars, will have stupid biased thoughts!

"Under eighteen, two hundred and seventy people over the age of six." Ding Xuewei didn't know what politeness was.

This number of people really surprised Wu Xuexue.

"All have to be literate?"

Ding Xue nodded slightly, she hoped that they would all take some time to learn something simple: "If you always have a suitable period, you can introduce it, and it shouldn't be so busy after next year." ”

"Busy this year?" Subconsciously, Wu Xuexuan asked out loud.

Actually, he didn't want to know how busy the people in the village were this year, but he couldn't control the words.

Ding Xue didn't treat him as an outsider, and immediately said: "Busy, busy to death, now everyone is busy cuttings, and when they go back, they have to weave a lot of mats and clean up the hay, and the ghost knows if the sweet potato vines can withstand the frost!" ”

The minimum temperature of sweet potatoes is 9 degrees, and if the temperature is less than 9 degrees, the tubers of sweet potatoes will be frozen and damaged.

The coldest time of the year in Fengcheng Mansion is November and December, and the lowest temperature in these two months is between fifteen and twenty, and the number of frosts varies from ten to twenty times.

It is unlikely that the sweet potatoes will be frozen in winter, but the sweet potato vines will not escape the fate of delaying growth due to frost.

There are two options to avoid her, one is to make a lot of bamboo mats and make a greenhouse, and the other is to use hay to keep warm.

The hay covers the sweet potato vines, and the faint heat absorbed by direct sunlight during the day can dispel some of the chill at night.

"I should have done a lot of cuttings these days." Ding Xue was quite worried: "I will ask carefully when I go back, if you can move to the village, Wu Lao, you can think about it, at least the sweet potatoes have been selling well in the past two years." ”

“··· Alone people don't have much opportunity to need money! Wu Xuexue refused.

He hadn't even heard the superfluous topic of sweet potatoes, so how could he know what Ding Xuewei had said.

Naturally, the focus was on the words inviting him to relocate.

The father and son of the Ding family are different, what she said and how to guarantee it are all clear.

Since the sweet potato was planted, Ding Xuewei vowed that the sweet potato could be planted for two seasons, and now it is also planted by the villagers and nearby farmers with great fanfare.

Now she's worried that the sweet potato vine won't be able to withstand the frost... It's a desperate rhythm!

"You, you..." Old man Ding was so angry that he didn't know what to say when he pointed at her.

Ding Xuewei is very innocent.

"Grandpa, the person who sold me sweet potatoes said that sweet potatoes can be grown for two seasons, but I think there is a problem." Ding Xue pressed the old man's trembling fingers down with slight comfort: "The person who sold my sweet potatoes is obviously problematic, that person said that the sweet potatoes came from Chenhui, but Senior Brother Chen told me very clearly that there are no sweet potatoes in Chenhui Mansion, and the sweet potato sellers bought by others in Fucheng all say that they are from the Western Regions." ”

"Senior Brother Chen said that the winter in many places in the Western Regions is so cold that there is no grass, and the people of the Western Regions like my rice grain in the Great Summer the most, if sweet potatoes can really grow in such a low temperature, the rice grain in the Great Summer will not be as popular in the Western Regions."

"Rich people always like different tastes." Ding Lao Wu said in a panic.

Ding Xue tilted his head slightly: "Fifth Uncle is right, but Senior Brother Chen told me that the common people in the Western Regions are very willing to exchange livestock for coarse grain in Great Xia, and there is never polished rice that can be smuggled over." ”

"Perhaps, Senior Brother Chen's business network is nothing, and he doesn't even know that the countries of the Western Regions have produced such high-yield crops, so what about the Yamen?"

The porcelain that can be used in the Great Xia family is a luxury in the Western Regions, and the sweet potatoes that can be seen everywhere in the Western Regions are impossible to be silent even if they are banned.

Smugglers are profit-oriented, if there is really a high-yield crop like sweet potatoes in the Western Regions, it is impossible for no one to know about it in Great Xia!

Besides, if the countries don't even have this ability, can they still lurk in other countries?!

There are some things that Ding Xuewei doesn't say, which are easy to ignore, and there is no need to explain too much.

At this moment, the father and son of the Ding family finally understood where her previous idea of scaring Wu Xuexue came from.

"Dad, go to the yamen." Ding Lao Wu felt that it was better to report this matter in advance.

Old man Ding didn't nod immediately, but looked at Ding Xuewei.

At this time, where is Wu Xuexue important, the important thing is the bold baby at home.

"No one is so stupid that the grain is frosted, and they don't know how to take measures against the cold, right?" Ding Xue was slightly surprised.

When it is too cold, the common people will cover the vegetables in the field with straw, that is, because she has seen it, she did not say anything in advance, and it is completely unexpected today.

“·····”

The father and son of the Ding family didn't know what to say!

Looking at the father and son looking at Ding Xuewei, Wu Xuexue finally understood the importance of the matter.

"Old man, can you give me an opinion?"

"Wu Lao said." Ding Xuewei is not careful about herself at all.

Inexplicably, Wu Lao looked at her twice.

"Since you are careful, it is better to remind you that it is better to be prepared than to be caught off guard."

When it comes to other people's things, it's best to make it clear.

The father and son of the Ding family already had a heart, and Scholar Wu agreed, so he didn't care about Ding Xuewei.

"I'll go to the yamen first. How about Wu Lao's matter tomorrow? Old man Ding asked Wu Xuewei after saying a word to Ding Xuewei without beaking.

Wu Xuexue didn't expect to handle the road guide so quickly, so of course he had no opinion.

Ding Xue is different, she wants to do a good job of Wu Xuexue today.

"Grandpa, I found this here, why don't we go together?"

She still didn't know what she thought, so she thought for a moment and nodded.

However, whether Wu Xueji agrees or not depends on himself.

Wu Xuexue was originally not active, but Ding Xuewei's eagerness made him a little moved.

"The old man takes the things."

This is a promise.

The doubts in the hearts of the Ding family father and son are even worse!

He was very soon, and it didn't take long for people to appear in front of the Ding family again, and after a while, a group of people walked out of the door.

Come and ask someone at the intersection, in order to give people time to ventilate and report.

Naturally, when Wu Xuexue locked the door, Ding Xuewei did not hesitate to satisfy the curiosity of coming up to ask the woman.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...