Spring in the Far North came later than in the nearby places, and it was about the time to plant, so Wu Changsheng gave all the official seeds he had to the exiles.

The government has a wheat planting index every year, regardless of whether it is planted or not, the seeds must be sent, otherwise, if someone from above comes to investigate, it is not a matter that can be explained clearly in three or two sentences.

Wu Changsheng was worried about his own life, so he naturally had nothing to do with the government's orders, not to mention that he was summoned by people from above from time to time a few days ago, and he really had to guard against it.

As for the fact that a lowly teacher was hired in the school, he was not too worried, the exiles of this dynasty did not stab, as long as no one talked much, he would not be able to make much trouble.

Daxuguo advocates Shinong and industry, and the gap between classes is like a moat, that is, he doesn't want to use Wen Zhuqing in his heart, but he still has to admit his true talent.

Lifting people, Sweetwater Village has not had a lifting person for 800 years, although it is a person whose status is not as good as before, but in the end there is still a belly of ink, and it is a great blessing to teach some dolls to be enlightened.

Besides, ordinary people have eyes above the top, and they can't wait to look at people with their nostrils facing the sky, let alone live in a small sweet water village.

In his opinion, it is better to let Wen Zhuqing's kid teach, but when he encounters family changes and smooths out his temperament, he can know that this job is good, and he can devote his life to teaching those dolls.

There are not no people who teach Mr. Hong, except for Zhang Qilu, he said that Jiang Xingbo of the Jiang family and Wang Shuang of the Wang family are all lifters, if he doesn't do his best, he will change it.

There are many people on the left and right, and there is no restriction on who must be used, the left is just more food, a province, there are still some, they have nothing else in Tianshui Village, that is, there are many sweet potatoes, and they can't afford to produce wheat, and sweet potatoes still come out.

As for those portals that don't plant wheat, Wu Changsheng also made it clear early that the stakes are all the stakes, if you don't plant wheat, you can just get the money in place, as long as the money is in place, you don't have to worry about it.

Of course, the tax on this wasteland is not something that ordinary people can afford, and the tax of one or two silver per acre of land is only those who have a lot of spare money who are willing to pay this money, he sneered, only to feel that the group of people who do not grow wheat are all confused by lard, and the money is burned.

Counting up, among those exiled people, there are very few who don't farm, but he doesn't understand that Zhang Qilu's wife Zhang Mengshi didn't even farm either, and the father-in-law in the family was anxious to come to him to find a job.

Wu Changsheng really doesn't look down on her style, a woman of her age has been in their village early in the family to eat and drink beautifully, she is good, wearing red and green, her face is painted dead white, looking older than him, she is an old witch.

Jiang Zhimiao was beyond his expectations, he thought she was also a lazy person, but he didn't expect that she was quite diligent, not only burned the straw in the field into grass ash and composted it into manure early, but also poured farm manure, which looked like a practical style.

It's not like Jiang Xingsuo and Zhao's general, they have a fake handle, and they can't understand an acre of land for a few days, they are obviously stupid, seeing that the two of them have made a mess of a good acre of land, Wu Changsheng's heart suddenly accelerated, and he almost fainted, and he couldn't wait to go up and teach him by himself.

That is, they have money in their hands to make ends meet, otherwise, they can't catch up with the heat even if they eat, what kind of work has they done, if they don't hurry up, forget it, and he will sulk when he sees it.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't know that Wu Changsheng's mental activities were so active, he just felt that he had nothing to do, wandering around all day long, from morning to night, and he was not home at all.

The key is to pretend to pass by from time to time, and look at her with a meaningful look, which makes people's hearts hairy, not annoying, but interferes with efficiency.

Several times she saw Jiang Xingsuo's eyes about to eat people, and she wanted to slap him with the guy on her shoulder, and then her mouth was deflated, and she put the guy down again, looking at the smiling person.

Even Xu Yourong was frightened by the eyes of the husband and wife, and Wu Changsheng became more and more frustrated, and leaned towards them, which really made Jiang Zhimiao speechless.

As for fertilizer, these days she is working in the field, and she is not idle in the space, and she drills into the space whenever she has time, either a farm or a plane classroom, combined with the existing raw materials at hand, she has learned a lot, just waiting for the sowing to finish the seeds.

Probably because of eating the 2.0 version of the pasture, the weight of the moo cow and the baa sheep actually broke through the 150 kg mark, Jiang Zhimiao thought, it won't be long before this batch of cattle and sheep will be raised, and at that time, she will be able to upgrade the space to lv3.

When the Buddha is the Buddha, when the volume is rolled, whether to exert force, only in her thoughts, upgrade lv3, she is bound to win, thinking of this, Jiang Zhimiao stopped his movements, looked at the endless fields, and a raging fire appeared in his eyes.

Xu Yourong saw that she stopped moving, breathed a deep sigh of relief, wiped the hot sweat and said: "This kind of land is much more difficult than embroidery, I haven't been unfamiliar for many years, but now it's only half a day, and I'm tired and sore back, and I'm old and useless." ”

It's not that farming is not good, it's just that compared to embroidery, she still likes the latter, the cat winter cat, her old arms and legs, it's really a little useless, it's just that she sees that there is still an acre of land left in her house that has not been planted, and she feels difficult.

She meditated for a while, then opened her mouth and proposed, "Or, let's rest for a while." ”

Jiang Zhimiao planted and forgot about this stubble, Xu Yourong had never eaten the strong pill, and he had not practiced the Yunqi Sect exercises, two acres of land were reluctant, let alone three acres of land, it was indeed her negligence, and she immediately responded to the Tao.

"Hurry up, hurry up and rest for a while, it's all my fault, I forgot the time, I only thought that I was born with divine power, and I was omnipotent, and I forgot to consider your feelings, mother, I'm sorry." Jiang Zhimiao smiled apologetically, ripped off the kettle on his waist and handed it over.

Xu Yourong pale face, nodded with relief, it's not that she is lazy, she really can't do it, if she does it again, I'm afraid that tomorrow I will be sore, and I can't get up on the bed, she took the kettle and poured a few sips, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

This pot is not the other pot, it is said to be a pot, but it is actually a soup woman with a layer of wolf skin, which is warmer than the kettle, and when you drink it at this time, the temperature is still there, and after a few mouthfuls, even the hands and feet are warmed, and there is a little more blood on the face.

Jiang Zhimiao knew that she was very tired, and after drinking the water, she urged Xu Yourong to go home, but there was only one acre of land left, her hands and feet were faster, she could finish it after dark, and she could rush home for dinner.

(End of chapter)