This yield has far exceeded the yield per mu of traditional grain crops in the times. At present, the maximum yield per mu of traditional crops is only 300 catties.

"Master." The peony man was also not lightly tanned, and the original white and tender baby face was sunburned wheat.

Wang Shu nodded and patted her on the shoulder.

I walked over and squatted down to scoop up some wheat and put it on my hand, and looked at it carefully.

She carefully examined each type of wheat. The difference between different varieties is not very big, and you have to look closely to distinguish the difference. The grain size of the six varieties of wheat is significantly different, and the color of the wheat husks is also different. However, purely in terms of the number of catties, the weighing of several varieties is actually about the same. This is a variety that Wang Shu can keep as a good breed at the beginning, and it will naturally not be bad.

As for the taste of the grown, you have to take a part of it and make it into food to distinguish it clearly.

However, after planting this time, Wang Shu almost figured out the different traits of different varieties of wheat. In the coming year, if the conditions are ripe, the experimental field can be prepared and the hybrid experiment can be arranged.

Wang Shu asked the wheat seeds to be transported back to the Wang family, and took some silver horns to reward the people who did some work.

The people who work are naturally happy.

That night, Wang Shu asked the lark to take 20 catties of wheat of each variety, and to shell and grind the flour. Let Gesang Ma grab a small handful of every flour and make cakes. Gesang hemp is not bad at making cakes, especially mutton cakes.

Although Gesang Ma didn't know why the master used so many kinds of flour to make a cake, and mixed the noodles separately, he still did as he was told.

On this night, the Wang family ate meat cakes for dinner.

There are a total of six kinds of flour, and the lamb patty is also made. There was already a lot of flour used, so I simply made several large pots. Wang Shu has always been very lenient to the people in the house. The first pot of himself and Wang Xuanzhi ate well, so he asked Gesang Ma to send some more to Mr. Qin, Mr. Yan, and Mr. Mu's houses. The rest of the flour and mutton were also put away, and she simply asked her to make it, and the whole house tasted it.

Gesang Ma made several pots, so that the people in the house followed and ate a round stomach.

Originally, Gesang Ma was also strange that the master wanted to eat mutton patties, why did he have to make so many tricks. After tasting the taste of this good flour, I realized that it was special: "Big girl! This flour is so fragrant and soft! ”

The flour used by the Wang family before was bought casually by Toheti in the grain store in Lin'an County.

These young men, who have never eaten much white flour and do not farm the land, do not know much about the good of flour. I just think the big white noodles are delicious. Now that I have tasted this fluffy cake, I feel that there is a difference in flour. However, they couldn't tell what the difference was, only Mr. Mu and Mr. Yan, who were accustomed to eating fine food with their tongues, tasted a big difference.

"The big girl's side doesn't look like something you can buy outside. But the noodles sold in the Wang family's shop? "The quality of the grain sold in Wangjia grain stores is better than that sold in ordinary grain stores, which is well known, and it is famous in Daqing.

Wang Shu did not deny it, "The tenants in the family can plant, and the fields are more fertile than ordinary fields." ”

It is enough to praise this sentence, but it is inappropriate to ask questions in depth. Several gentlemen nodded with a smile and went to Wang Xuanzhi's house to guide him in his homework.

Xu is Wang Shu showed his hand last night, and now several gentlemen have an excessively kind attitude towards Wang Shu. is Mr. Mu, who didn't go out much in the past, now has more habits of going out for a walk. met Wang Xuanzhi, and from time to time he would advise him.

Wang Shu didn't take these changes into account, thinking about Xiao Yanxing's pale face when he walked during the day, and asked Gesang Ma to make a pot of cakes.

You can't eat meat in the temple, but you can always eat meat in the back mountain, right?

Seeing that the sky was not too dark, Wang Shu took the magpie and walked up the mountain again.

The small courtyard where she used to eat fasting and chanting scriptures was empty, and Wang Shu removed the grass in front of the small door.

The door has not yet been sealed. I don't know if Xiao Yanxing really didn't find out or deliberately left the door, Wang Shu was thinking about whether to enter through this door, when he heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him. Her hairs exploded in an instant, and she pulled the magpie to squat.

"What are you doing here?" A familiar voice floated down overhead, and a familiar figure slowly walked out of the bamboo forest with a sword.

Wang Shu stood up speechlessly, and the hand behind her back tossed the grass in an attempt to block the small door that was exposed.

Xiao Yanxing didn't seem to see the door, and his eyes fell on Wang Shu's body.

I don't know if it's Wang Shu's illusion, I always feel that this person's eyes looking at her are really too deep. Those shallow pupils seemed to suck her in and crush her fiercely.

People who have always been fresh and clean are now not upright enough, their clothes are loose and hanging on their bodies, and the placket on their chests is scattered. The fabric of the neckline was soaked with sweat, and the sweat invaded the collar along a line of collarbone, gradually submerging, and his chest rose and fell slightly, driving the placket, revealing the shape of his upper body.

“…… Master," Wang Shu cleared her throat in embarrassment and looked away from him, "Today, Gesang Ma made mutton patties, and I'll send you some." ”

A gust of wind blew, and Xiao Yanxing noticed the smell of mutton and green onions in the air.

His gaze was still fixed on Wang Shu's body, quietly and firmly.

After a while, he blinked slowly twice, and his expression drooped down with ease, his thick eyelashes blocking his somewhat scalp-tinging vision. Wang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. And Xiao Yanxing's mind was full of dreams at this time.

It was so amazing that his dreams had become fragmented, and now he only had fragments left in retrospect.

But these clips were enough to wake him up. It was difficult to control himself, so he picked up his sword and went to the forest to practice for an hour.

Xiao Yanxing didn't expect that one day he would long to touch the woman's body in a dream. The blood rushed to his head, and he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to do it. Obviously, Wang Shu has been in his mansion for a long time, and he has not made any frivolous moves. He never scratched his head and gestured, nor did he open his breasts/breasts/breasts. Everything is measured, and he is not touched everywhere. But he was in a dream...... Stripped her naked.

Xiao Yanxing's expression was unprecedentedly indifferent, and he didn't take the initiative to approach Wang Shu's side, just stood quietly three feet away from her.

Wang Shu: "? ”

She was a little puzzled, and always felt that Xiao Yanxing's appearance was a little strange: "Master? Cake. ”

"Hmm." After a long time, Xiao Yanxing responded softly.

"Mo Sui, come out."

Mo Sui quietly stepped out of the shadows, like a shadow. The speechlessness in Wang Shu's heart was going to turn to the sky. Have these two masters and servants practiced the Turtle Breath Dafa? Why is it hidden somewhere and it doesn't make a sound at all?

The magpie handed the basket to Mo Sui's hand, and Mo Sui glanced at Wang Shu quickly, and then fell on the basket.

Seriously, Mo Sui was also confused. He didn't know what the master was throwing a tantrum, but he was fine at lunch. When I woke up, I was very depressed. He didn't say anything, and his attitude was cold. It is said that as soon as he woke up, he took off his dirty clothes and asked Yang's mother to take them to burn, and then he bathed and changed his clothes without saying a word. After that, he picked up his sword and ran to the bamboo forest in the back mountain to practice his sword for almost two hours.

"Lamb patty."

Wang Shu kindly gave him food, but this man actually had such a cold face, and he was suddenly very inexplicable.

Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!

Before I knew it, it was dark, and the night was shrouded, and the forest instantly became full of shadows.

In the clouds, the bright moon was revealed, illuminating the bamboo forest quietly and deeply. A heavy bell rang in the temple, and Wang Shu didn't bother to go into the temple to take a turn. After all, a group of monks chanting scriptures is nothing to see.

She glanced at the cold Xiao Yanxing again, called the magpie and left: "Meat, let's go into the temple after eating outside." ”

Dropping this sentence, she turned around and left.

The magpie couldn't see any wit, but it knew that Wang Shu was in a bad mood. Silently followed.

"Mo Sui."

was muttering in his heart what was wrong with the master, when Mo Sui, who was suddenly named, was surprised: "Yes." ”

"You send her back."

Mo Sui glanced at the back basket in his hand, and listened to his master, who had lost his temper all afternoon, speak: "Carry the basket to me." ”

He hurriedly sent the back basket over, counted his toes, and caught up with Wang Shu.

When the people were gone, Xiao Yanxing returned to the pool with the basket and sat down. The bread inside was still hot, and the aroma of mutton and green onions was exuding in the wind. Xiao Yanxing took out one and took a bite, and the picture of the two of them fighting each other in the dream flashed in his mind......

His eyes sank and he looked down at his pants.

Froze.

The man sat stiffly for a long time. His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he suddenly hooked his lips and smiled abruptly.

Wang Shu didn't know what kind of illness someone had, but she wasn't too relieved.

Xiao Yanxing doesn't say anything else, his temper is not strange. I guess there should be something else. There are so many things out there that people can't sleep, and if you don't get sleep, you will be grumpy, she knows it. Back at Wang's house, Wang Shu specially explained Wang Xuanyi's statement that he would return to Qinghe Town in the future. turned his head and asked the An family brothers to set up the carriage and swayed back to the Xiao family in Pear Blossom Lane.

Although the Xiao family has no housewife, Wang Shu can't behave too rampantly. Otherwise, it will be a trouble to be caught and talk about things.

When I returned to Fuchu, it was already early days.

Mama Yuan heard the movement early and came over to say a few words. Wang Shu told her about going out tomorrow, and estimated that it would take two or three days to go to Qinghe Town this time. Mama Yuan knew that the Wang family was helping Xiao Yanxing do things, so it was naturally impossible to stop her. Not only did he not stop him, but he also had to help cover up when the other concubines were inquiring about the situation openly and secretly.

Although the women in the back house are not in the climate, there are some things that make too many people suspicious, and there are many things that cause chaos.

After Wang Shu finished explaining, the magpie went to fetch water.

After bathing and changing clothes, Wang Shu fell asleep. This is her skill, close her eyes and count three times before falling into a deep sleep, and sleep until dawn.

Early the next morning, we set off for Qinghe Town. Wang Xuanzhi was waiting at the city gate early in the morning.

Wang Shu's carriage used to take half an hour, and as soon as he walked out of Dongdajie, he was stopped by the county government's messenger before he reached the city gate to meet Wang Xuanzhi. Not only Wang Shu, but Wang Xuanzhi was also stopped at the city gate. was inexplicably blocked, and Wang Shu was about to ask the reason, when the carriage from the Wang family rushed over.

Before the car could stop, Wang Xuanzhi jumped out of the carriage.

The two sisters and brothers bumped heads, both a little confused. After listening to the officer's words, Wang Shu finally knew what had happened.

Mao is dead.

Early this morning, Mao's body was found on the outskirts of the city by people who got up early to pick up night incense and reported it to the county office.

Mao's body was found skinny and skinny, without a good piece of skin on his body. Not to mention the tattered clothes, there is a deep strangulation mark on the neck. The preliminary judgment is that he was strangled from behind with a rope.

As soon as the news came out, Wang Xuanzhi's eyes turned blood-red in an instant.

He hurriedly looked at Wang Shu for comfort, and the whole person panicked.

"Sister, sister......"

Wang Shu held his hand and looked at the servant: "Are you sure it's strangulation?" Where was the body found? When was it discovered? ”

"In the valley on the outskirts of the city." The official explained, "I'm not sure if it's strangulation." ”

Wang Xuanzhi's pretended calmness during this period of time collapsed.

He grabbed Wang Shu's sleeve, his face as pale as paper. Although he was very dead in his selfish heart, his mother Hongxing was out of the wall, and he couldn't live with his father who died early. can remember hatred and hatred, Mao is Wang Xuanzhi's biological mother in the end. No matter how disgusted she was in his heart, Wang Xuanzhi couldn't be indifferent to her death: "...... Who was it, who strangled her? ”

"I don't know about this, I want to investigate."

The body was only discovered, and there was no time to check it. According to the regulations, the officials first found Mao's relatives.

Mao's relatives are not outsiders, naturally her son and stepdaughter.

No matter what, Wang Shu and Wang Xuanzhi must go to the Yamen. Regardless of the relationship between the Mao family and the Wang family now, when the autopsy is completed, the two of them will be responsible for taking the corpse. Otherwise, it can only be sent to Yizhuang.

Wang Xuanzhi's tears flowed uncontrollably, grabbed Wang Shu's hand, and used so much force that his fingertips turned white.

After all, he is only eleven years old, eleven years old. The encounters and changes in his family in the past few years have fueled him, and he has been forced to become more mature, essentially an insecure child. Wang Shu patted him on the shoulder, but didn't say anything else, only silently comforting him. Today, the sister and brother originally planned to Qinghe Town, but now this plan can only be abandoned.

At the request of the officials, they had to go to the yamen to see the corpse.

Because it was an unnatural death, an autopsy must be performed before the homicide case is to be investigated. Mao's body was temporarily placed in the morgue and would arrive in about half an hour. They had to get there as soon as possible. The weather is hot, and after the autopsy is completed, it must be taken away.

Wang Xuanzhi was pulled into the carriage by Wang Shu in a daze.

It is impossible for the county government to arrange a carriage, and the carriage of the Wang family, which was borrowed, rushed over as soon as possible. The carriage ran fast, and it reached the yamen in half an hour. Wang Xuanzhi sat in the carriage without saying a word, wanted to cry but couldn't cry, so he stared blankly at the soles of his feet.

Wang Shu wanted to comfort a few words, but she didn't know what to say after racking her brains, so she could only say less and make fewer mistakes.

When the two entered the yamen, they were immediately led in. The work inside is already in the autopsy. Because the two were considered family members of the deceased, they were brought in directly by the gatekeepers.

Wang Xuanzhi didn't cry for a long time, but as soon as he entered, he still cried when he saw the corpse.

No matter how bad the Mao family is, it is also the person who pulled Wang Xuanzhi to grow up. Wang Xuanzhi is a temperament that values love and righteousness, which is not a blow to him. Wang Shu didn't say anything about Mao's viciousness and self-inflicted evil consequences. If she is Wang Xuanzhi, she doesn't want to hear others say that the deceased deserve it in front of her mother's corpse.