The irrigation canal was dug on the edge of the farmland of Xujiazhuang. The water flowing continued. On the bank of the river, several waterwheels kept taking out the water from the river and poured into the irrigation canal.

Compared with other places, the food in Xujiazhuang field not only does not receive less, but because of sufficient water to irrigate, the dry field has also become fat fields, and food is more than those who have collected in previous years.

After the farmers in Zhuangzi finished the Huang Bang and Bai Bang, there can be a lot of remaining food left in the family. It is enough for the family to eat after the family, and the autumn grains will be sold. The rest can be sold.

"It is Liu Dong, Liu Dong is here." A farmer who was poured on the land, when he saw the horse team who came in the distance, shouted loudly.

There are a lot of farmers who are waiting for the land by the irrigation canal, and they are squeezed towards the road in front of the ground.

Liu Heng, who came in the distance, saw the farmers blocked the road and pulled the reins in his hand in advance to prevent the horse from being injured too quickly.

"Hurry down, kneel down, and give Liu Dong's hoe." A younger farmer, greeted others to give Liu Heng's hoe.

With his greetings, the surrounding farmers who were blocked on the road kneeling kneeling together.

The old farmer said: "Let's take a head to Liu Dong."

After speaking, he took the lead on the ground, and other farmers around him also followed the hoe.

"Don't, can't, please get up." Liu Heng hurriedly jumped out of the horse, walked to the older farmers, reached out to help.

The old farmers got up from the ground and said excitedly: "Do it, be done, if it wasn't for these water vehicles that the owner made, the people in Zhuangzi will be hungry again this year."

Hearing this, Liu Heng was relieved and laughed: "This is not anything. Several waterwheels can make the field more harves.

The old farmer said: "Then thank you for your big grace. If it wasn't for the Dongjia's waterwheels, don't say the remaining food in your home, I am afraid that even the renters would not work."

Liu Heng smiled, and then saw water in the irrigation ditch, and asked: "Old man, is this the land?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Lao Nong nodded, Meizi Dao, "This water truck is really easy to use. A few acres of dry fields in the family could not receive a few buckets of food every year.

Actually received a stone's grain. "

When talking, the old farmers laughed from the heart.

"That's good." Liu Heng said with a smile, "Unfortunately, there was no waterwheel before frozen a year ago, otherwise there will be more grains received this year."

The old farmer said with a smile: "We are content, and it is God to take care of a stone food. The big grace of the owner. If the old man is not satisfied, it will be a bit too unknown."

"When there are conditions in the future, we will only receive more food in our fields." When he said this, Liu Hengxin thought of two high -yielding crops.

One is sweet potatoes and the other is potatoes. Now these two things are already there, but it has not spread yet.

Especially potatoes should have become a meal for some officials. There should be a kind of emperor's Huangzhuang. Unfortunately, no one has thought that such high -yielding things are planted for the people.

Even if the country is fighting, it is more important than the people can eat.

Liu Heng thought that as long as these two products were planted in the fields of the tiger flag, even if the natural disaster was more serious in the future, farmers with tiger flags and rental tiger flags should not be hungry.

Thinking of this, he said to Zhao Wu around him: "Go find Zheng Chao."

Zheng Chao ran across the sea. When he wanted to come, Zheng Chao should know the two things of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Zhao Wu bowed and said, "Dongzhu, Zheng Chao went to the grassland with Mr. Zhao, and he has not returned yet."

"Yes, yes, don't you remind me to forget, he also went to the grassland with the team." Liu Heng said again, "Hu Guangyi of the gun group, and Chen Siping, who called it casually, I have something to ask

them."

"Yes, the subordinates brought them." Zhao Wu responded, riding away.

Liu Heng turned to look at the old farmer and said with a smile: "Who is the rice in front of the rice?"

"Don't conceal the owner, that's the old man." The old farmer said respectfully.

Liu Heng laughed and asked, "Can you take me to see it?"

"In the past, there was no problem, but this place ..." The old farmer hesitated to look at the land to the rice field.

Liu Hengguang looked at it.

The ground is relatively narrow, and it is a bit wet on it. It is difficult to leave.

"It doesn't matter, the old man takes me over!" Liu Heng took off the boots on his feet and handed it to the guardian of the side.

The road of the ground was really difficult to walk. Walking on it, Liu Heng felt that his feet were slipping down, and the ground was slippery, and he didn't dare to walk too fast.

On the contrary, the old farmers who are walking in front of them are older, but they can walk slightly on this kind of land, which is much stronger than Liu Heng, a young man.

If it wasn't for taking care of Liu Heng, I am afraid that the old farmers would have threw Liu Heng to them behind.

"The Dong family goes slowly, my feet fall." While walking, the old farmer did not forget to remind Liu Heng.

Liu Heng's attention is at his feet, and he is easy to step on the ditch with a little distraction. He has no energy distraction to speak to the old farmer at all.

From time to time, the old farmers who walked in front looked at it. He could see that Liu Heng was the first time to walk such a ground, and his feet were very sparse.

After half a day, I walked to the rice field. Liu Heng was relieved and wiped the sweat on his head.

After walking this trip, I feel tired than he walks ten miles.

Although it is not easy to come over, he knows that the natural disasters in the future will only become more and more serious. Food will be a problem that is across the tiger flag. The field of the tiger flag will become very important.

Today, food can also ensure that three or four are silver and one stone rice. During the Chongzhen period, the most expensive time, one stone rice cost a few silver.

"This rice is almost familiar!" Liu Heng noticed that the rice in the field was faintly yellow.

"It's almost familiar, and you can collect it in more than half a month." The old farmer looked at Xing Xing, "thanks to the Waterwheel of the Dong family, otherwise the rice in the land will die in this year."

The weather this year is not only hot, but there is no drop of rain in a few months. It is a disaster for the people who eat by the sky.

Grain production in various places is relatively powerful, which is much worse than in previous years. Many people collected foods are not enough to pay rents.

It was because of this situation that Liu Heng decided to come to his own field to take a look and understand the situation.

There is no far -sightedness. Compared with others, he can only eat by the sky, but he knows that he will not give a good look in the next ten years. The natural disasters will only become more and more serious.

"Old man, our rice is a few seasons a year." Liu Heng asked.

"Two seasons." The old farmers stretched out two rough fingers to scratch. "March transplanting seedlings, there were almost a hundred days, and it was almost familiar.

Harvest. "

In the memory of the two generations, Liu Heng has never been planted.

He used to think that only the south had planted rice. Now he knows that there are farmers breeding rice in Datong, and the same seasons are harvested.

"Dongzhu, Zhao Wu is back." The guard on the side whispered.
Chapter completed!