Chapter 706: Gee, someone hurts so much?
Chapter 706 Tsk, someone hurts so much?
Everyone in Strawberry Manor knew that Mu Fangfujin was coming, and Okra brought several people to greet him outside the door.
Seeing that Mu Jin now needs someone to help her in the next carriage, she couldn't help but remember when she was at Sunflower Manor, giggling and jumping off the carriage lightly, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
A beauty is a beauty, whether it was jumping from the car at the time or being supported now, it is just as pleasing to the eye.
But Okkui still thinks that Mu Jin was better back then, but now she smiles like a flower when she sees her fourth master, which makes her a little disgusted.
"Sister Okra!" Mu Jin stepped forward with a smile.
"go in!"
"OK!"
November is already quite cold, and I often hear the cold wind whistling at night, and even if there are still remaining vegetables in the field, they will soon wither.
Mu Jin was thinking about these places in her heart. She put clogs on her boots and pulled the okra to see the land.
The strawberry field is thickly covered with straw. With the blessing of the divine spring water, it is expected that when the spring wind thaws next year, it will still be able to sprout and grow leaves.
Now there are five acres of strawberry planting. Next spring, the ramets will be transplanted, and it will not be difficult to double in one spring.
Tomatoes will be planted on 50 acres next spring, and now is the time when demand is in short supply.
There are about 20 acres left. Mu Jin plans to grow all kinds of peppers and other vegetables. In addition, four acres were set aside for the cultivation of new products of rice and wheat.
The wheat has now been sown, and it has grown into small seedlings three or four inches long, green and green, very eye-catching in the bare.
This kind of work is the same as the work of chili breeding, and she has been doing it for two consecutive years.
In this era, there are no hybrid varieties, and the yields of rice and wheat are surprisingly low. Four or five hundred catties per mu of land is considered high yield, just haha!
If she said a thousand jins per mu, she would be beaten as a monster, right?
Qukui speaks very little, but Mu Jin is in high spirits, talking along the way, making various plans, and all the ones that can be answered with "um" are "um", and those who can't say it again.
The two came to the spring's eye—now it was a small pool made of blue bricks. The spring water was still bubbling, flowing out of the pool, and then flowing to the whole manor through several criss-cross channels.
Mu Jin squatted by the pool, picked up the water to wash his hands, and took the opportunity to get some divine spring water from the space.
In the winter, the land of the manor is idle, and the spring water can nourish the land.
She plans to focus on taking care of rice fields and wheat fields next year. The seeds cultivated through this are much stronger than ordinary ones, but it is hard to say how much yield can be increased when transplanted to other places.
The Fourth Master should report to the court and set up a Ministry of Agriculture outside the six departments to do research on agriculture.
"Side Fujin, don't be like this, keep your hands cold!" Xiao Tao and Buckwheat were startled when they saw her playing with water, and quickly helped her up.
Xiao Tao was even more exaggerated, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and said nervously: "Side Fujin, let's go back to the house, the servant will ask someone to make warm water, so please soak your hands."
Okra silently looked up at the sky with a look of indifference.
When did the woman who used to roast chicken in the wild in the winter and climb trees to pick hawthorn become so delicate? Geez, it's amazing to have a man
"It's okay, you don't understand, this spring is warm in winter, not cold at all." Mu Jin smiled.
(end of this chapter)
