100. Chapter 100 Top dressing letter to search for posting (third update)

Author: Farmers' pot

Chapter 100 Top dressing letter to search for posting (third update)

The next day, the villagers changed into their work clothes and prepared to go to put water on the rapeseed field after breakfast.

Use the soybean cakes that have been squeezed with soybean oil, and the rapeseed oil residue that has been squeezed with oil is fermented, and then soaked in water.

After the place has dried, it depends on whether the leaves are soaked in water with magnesium sulfate. It is more labor-intensive.

The village is not busy now, and the least valuable thing is labor. As long as it can increase the output, everyone is willing to work.

The officials slept soundly last night and had floor heating. The local conditions were not suitable for repairing the kang, so Zhu Wentian did not repair it.

It's too dirty to repair the fireplace, so you have to transport the dust out and take the firewood into the house.

Open a tunnel for floor heating, connect chimney there, burn it when it is cold, and there is no smoke leak.

Zhu Wentian doesn't need it. He has a special physique and can take a bath with a few degrees below zero in winter.

"There is nothing to worry about, I sleep peacefully and I have no dreams all night." The magistrate was full of energy and fell asleep.

"I have to go back after dinner. There are many things happening in each village, alas!" County Magistrate Guan sighed.

"There are more things in the mansion." After the prefect Song washed up, he felt even more uncomfortable than the other party when he heard the county magistrate's words.

The other party manages a county, at least one Xiaqiu village, and one he manages a mansion or a Xiaqiu village, with different proportions.

If every county below the prefecture has a Xiaqiu village, wouldn’t that be great!

Breakfast buns, tofu brain, today's buns have shrimp skin, garlic sprouts, and egg stuffing.

"Yichang, don't you eat rice in your village?" Li Zhixian recalled while eating. Xiaqiu Village seemed to eat pasta every day.

"When it's hot, eat rice and make rice noodles, rice noodles, rice dumplings and well water soaked rice. This year, the village is preparing to grow japonica rice."

The village chief naturally knows why. It’s not that the local area has to eat rice. The noodles are delicious and you have money to buy wheat grinds.

In previous years, the rice planted was indica rice, and steamed rice was not as delicious as japonica rice. The village also bought japonica rice for planting. It was used for a few meals and I fell in love with it.

I didn’t know how to plant anything else before, because I was afraid that I would lose anything if I planted the wrong ones. No one was willing to take the risk.

Now there is Hanhan. Hanhan said that he can grow japonica rice here, so he just grows japonica rice. When he wants to eat rice noodles, he will buy or change it in the neighboring village.

"Aren't you afraid of the poor harvest if you have a bad harvest? Oh! You're not afraid." Tongzhi asked and gave his own answer.

He remembered the real situation of the village with masters, and people who dared to plant it must have confidence.

Plant it! If it is done, let others plant it next year?

I heard that japonica rice is more hungry than indica rice, and I don’t know whether it is true or false. I will try it when the Xiaqiu Village comes out.

After the meal, the officials and the horse left reluctantly.

The village prepared things for the officials, but the horse did not forget them and gave them bean cakes, bone meal, and bitter salt.

When the villagers went to work, Zhu Wentian took out the paper that had written the words and handed it to the inner child.

The village chief hurriedly asked someone to prepare the food he wanted to take to Nanjing at noon and went back to his room to copy.

When he wrote, he felt sweat on his forehead and was frightened.

The paper given by Hanhan said, "The people of the barbarian land are aggressive and become slaughtered. The sects kill and slaughter them to be clean. The firearms are developed and fought for death. Anyone who sees wealth is like a locust passing through the border. Overseas of the Ming Dynasty, the products are determined. The army has no power, and the war begins. He Jing? The navy does not come out, and the heavens are in chaos. The ban should be preserved, and the officials will celebrate the Duqing period."

With just a few dozen words, the village chief began to worry about the Ming Dynasty. He has recently translated the silly and silly characters, and his literary level has gradually increased and he can understand it.

After copying, he put a seal on the envelope and asked, "Hanhan, do you really want to beat us?"

"When will the war stop? Our human history is the history of war, and all wars are for resources. More money, more food, more women, more eyes."

After Zhu Wentian said that he went out to help with his work, he had no intention of maintaining his personality. What if it didn't work! He had to think of other ways.

The village chief carefully put away the things he wrote and put them together before, and it was the treasure of the village.

Turning around, he went out, looking for Zhu Taiyi and others to cook, and today he wanted to make large pieces of pork.

Like Dongpo pork, but you need to use red rosé glutinous rice, cook slowly, and cook the meat into a honeycomb shape.

The color is slightly red, and you can't tell the feeling of getting tired of it, and people who don't eat fat will still stretch out their chopsticks.

"The village chief said the dishes I brought back to my family last time were delicious."

Zhu Taiyi saw the production process and it was time for him and Zhu Taier to go back this time.

"Take it back and try it this time and see where it can be improved."

I always understand that he and Hanhan learned more about human nature.

Hanhan was helping to unload fertilizer and water, carrying it on a stretcher of a large animal, and carrying it to the place and slowly poured it into the ditch.

The ditch is being irrigated, so there is no problem in the local area. This is how the north operates to freeze all the rapeseeds during the winter.

There was ice floating on the river in the north at this time, and the next spring snow would be the next spring snow.

The villagers looked at the rapeseed and ramie in the fields, with a smile on their faces, growing well, and it was another season of harvest.

They enjoy the benefits of expert sitting in charge, serving alone, and for real experts.

"Hanhan, you rest, you're so tired that you're already... sweating on your forehead?"

Some villagers raised their sleeves and wiped their sweat, trying to care about Hanhan, but the result...

"No, no! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian continued to pick a wooden barrel of fifty or sixty kilograms down with one hand.

He won't sweat this little bit. If he wants, he can carry this donkey of six or seven hundred pounds.

The strongest people in the village can only grit their teeth and stare at the donkey.

At some point, human strength is a mystery. It is said that human endurance is the most powerful.

When Zhu Wentian worked hard, he became the fool who used to be the same as before, and he was alone and beat several people.

Seeing Hanhan running around, everyone was full of energy. This scene seemed like yesterday when Hanhan was plowing acre of land a day.

"Hanhan, let me recall the past when you work." A villager learned some knowledge and made some use of it temporarily.

Zhu Wentian turned his head and smiled, humming the song and working harder: "On the golden beach, silver moonlight is sprinkled, looking for the traces of the past, the traces of the past are confused... The traces of the past are confused, like a dream, where are you..."

Everyone stopped during lunch and stopped working. After dinner, they said, what are the two meals a day when there is less work? Are you hungry?

Zhu Taiyi and Zhu Taier left early and brought the things for the palace and family. They and the boatmen ate the leftover buns in the morning.

The water bag contained Hula soup, and the buns were covered with a quilt. They took the time to eat one and drank a sip of the soup.

Zhu Wentian ate meat with big mouthfuls and didn't give Zhu Taisan and Zhu Tai's fourth-end character designs. It's too tiring to work continuously, the engine is powerful and consumes a lot of fuel!

There is rice this afternoon. In order to match steamed buns, it is not enough to eat them. Doing two kinds of hard work is the best match.

The only disadvantage is that the taste of indica rice is not very good. At that time, restaurants across the country said that Northeast rice was mentioned.

I dare to say Northeast rice on the train from Guangzhou to Heilongjiang. There are many Northeast people taking a ride and taking a bite, and they are full of surprise. Where is the rice in the Northeast like this? You are lying.

Today is gone, and it starts tomorrow. Every day, everyone will follow it. Don’t keep it. There is still voting. Thank you! The farmer bows.
Chapter completed!