At this time of year, all that is grown in the village is broomcorn millet, which is a kind of yellow rice and one of the staple foods here.
Generally speaking, millet will be harvested in mid-September. Even if it is delayed for a few days, it will not be until the end of the month at most. There is still another month to come. Even if there is a wood-type power, this kind of large-scale growth still needs to leave a certain amount of time for the plants.
growth time.
As for her superpower, if Shimiao inputs the superpower that takes about three days to turn green like her own, then the superpower will be almost 90% used up, and it will take about two hours to recover, so there will be one session each in the morning, afternoon, and evening.
,no problem.
The clan leader listened quietly and let out a sigh of relief, and the other clan leaders also took in their breaths.
Then the patriarch said: "Mi Bao'er, do you feel tired talking to Millet like this? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
When he said this, the village doctor quickly sat over and took the little fat hand to feel the pulse. Mi Bao said: "Mi Bao is not tired or uncomfortable. He seemed a little tired at the time, but after a night's sleep, he will feel very comfortable."
Already."
The patriarch nodded silently, and then Fat Tuanzi blinked his dark grape eyes and said again: "Grandpa, the patriarch."
The patriarch quickly said: "Mi Bao'er?"
Nai Fat Tuanzi said solemnly: "However, Mi Bao feels that this is very troublesome and slow, so he just did it because there is no other way. If it is seeds, it may save a lot of effort and the effect will be much better."
Several clan elders, including the village doctor, didn't understand it for a while, but the clan leader was worthy of being a clan leader. He understood her words almost immediately, and his eyes lit up: "What Mi Baoer means is, after harvesting this crop of grain,
, when you plant something else, take the seeds over and call Mi Bao... talk to it, will it be able to withstand drought?"
"Yes," Mi Bao nodded: "It will be easy to live that way."
She didn't dare to say that it was guaranteed to survive, but in fact, the simplest operation of the wood power was to act on the seeds, which could really grow even if they were thrown on stones.
The clan leader was excited, took a few deep breaths, and then asked a few more questions, then turned around and started discussing with the clan leaders.
Mrs. Fan came over and hugged her daughter. Mibao also opened his arms, hugged his mother, stretched out his little hands, and patted her back decently.
She really likes this place and is really happy to be able to do something for this place.
The clan leader and several clan elders were all very knowledgeable people, and they quickly reached a consensus.
The Tang family has eleven and a half acres of land. If we calculate it as ten acres for the time being, Mibao can produce thirty acres of rice in one day, and only three hundred acres in ten days. Even if it is arranged in this way, all the land in the village can be harvested before the autumn harvest.
It took one turn, but the old patriarch was also worried that the ones behind him would not be as good as the ones in front.
So the clan leader directly divided the land into thirty or forty acres, and when the time came, he would draw lots. He would only go to one place a day, and the lot would be drawn from early to late. It all depends on the luck of each family.
But in the end, the harvest of the whole village will be put together, and the taxes will not be exposed. In private, the grain will be divided again according to how much land each family has, but the land of Tang Laoshi's family will not be divided. Other than that,
, their family also participates in the redistribution of people in the village, which is a very favorable condition.
There is also the issue of confidentiality.
Fan Weijin was very familiar with the three religions and nine streams, and that reminder came just in time. Taoyuan Village was located on a low ground, and the situation was already slightly better than other villages. By the time autumn and winter came, people everywhere would probably starve to death. Knowing that they had food
, is really going to rob it.
Although Taoyuan Village is united, its population is not large, and there are even fewer young and middle-aged people. It is full of thirty or forty people. Compared with other villages where there are hundreds of people at every turn, there is no chance of winning in a real fight.
Therefore, it must be kept secret. Even if there are biological parents and daughters outside, one must bite the bullet and keep it secret, otherwise if the news gets out, the whole village will be destroyed.
Taoyuan Village is very united, so this is not difficult.
If it were anywhere else, people from other villages might accidentally see it, but the terrain of Taoyuan Village is very special.
It is like half a ladle. It is said to be surrounded by mountains on three sides, but it is better to say that it is surrounded by mountains. There is only one opening open. There is no one from other villages who want to "pass" here, so as long as this opening is guarded, family visits are not allowed.
Ordinarily, it doesn't matter. There is still one and a half months to go, and it takes the whole village to hold on.
After the discussion was completed, it was getting dark outside, but everyone had no intention of going home to cook, so they were still waiting outside. The patriarch went out and waved, and directly called the men of the village to the ancestral tree, and explained carefully
once.
Mrs. Fan didn't go, she held Mi Bao in one hand and knitted her beautiful eyebrows deeply.
Mi Bao pressed her two little hands on it and opened it for her like opening a door.
Madam Fan didn't pay attention at first, so she pulled her little hand away and frowned again. Then Mi Bao stretched out his hand, separated it from her again, and kissed her on the forehead.
Second Uncle Fan was sitting next to her and was immediately amused. He bent down and bumped noses with her: "Little silly baby, your mother has already worried about you, and you are still here having fun."
"Mibao is fine," Fat Tuanzi conscientiously comforted his mother, and then held his uncle's hand: "Mibao is really fine, Mibao can do it, Mibao can feel it, this is effortless, and it is good for Mibao."
There is no harm in Mi Bao, so don’t worry, mother, Mi Bao is very good."
She kissed her mother and said, "Mother, this is Mibao's home. Mibao wants everyone to be well, well fed and clothed, and free from worries. Our own family is even better fed and clothed.
Be happy. This is the paradise Mi Bao wants."
"Mom knows!" Mrs. Fan pinched her daughter's face, with tears in her eyes, she smiled helplessly: "Mi Bao'er follows daddy, they are all warm-hearted, mom knows it."
Fan Weijin looked at Mrs. Bao in the kitchen, came over and said in a low voice: "Sister, don't worry, with Mi Baoer's ability, there is no way it could be a bad thing. Saving a villager is a great merit.
Woolen cloth……"
He leaned against her ear and said, "I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. Just reassure the clan leader that I know what I know and will never mention it to anyone. But I'm afraid that I won't think it through thoroughly, so I'll carry it when I go back."
Everyone, please tell me quietly and we will discuss it carefully and let you know if necessary."
Mrs. Fan nodded.
Uncle Fan has been traveling with Master Wu since he was a child. He has extensive knowledge. He is an experienced and capable person. Moreover, the brother and sister have been close since childhood, so let him think about it. If there is something that they like them can't think of, he will tell her.
Don't worry too.
It took more than an hour for the Tang family members to return.
Then the patriarch didn't even have time to eat, and went from house to house again, explaining the truth clearly, saying a few words of shock when it was necessary, and paying unprecedented attention to it.
The small mountain village was quiet at night. When Mibao woke up after a long sleep, he could still hear the faint voice of sending the clan leader out... Mibao couldn't help but muttered: "Grandpa, the clan leader, is a good man."
Mrs. Fan was not asleep yet, so she responded softly, patted her, and Mi Bao fell asleep quickly.
Uncle Fan Er left early in the morning, and Mi Bao originally thought that the next day would be the official start of his career, a memorable day, so he planned to get up early.
But because I had something on my mind, I slept a little uneasily. When I woke up in the morning, I saw the clan leader, village doctor, and Tang Youxiang were all outside. The three of them were waiting and pacing back and forth. Mi Bao, who was three inches tall, was the first to see him.