Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

"It's over. I'm afraid these kids are going to be in trouble."

The county magistrate was standing by, anxiously watching the child not far away quickly approach the wolf.

It was only the next second that they realized that the wolf didn't seem to have any intention of hurting the children in front of them.

"Little Wolf, you walk slowly behind us. I will go to the front first so as not to scare others."

The little wolf howled in grievance.

Su Muyao was walking up the mountain with her brothers. They happened to come in front of the county magistrate, who picked up Su Muyao and hid her behind him.

Before Su Muyao could react, she saw the little wolf looking like it was about to attack someone.

"Hurry up and kill that wolf. I'm afraid it's going to attack people."

"Uncle, wait a minute." Then the little kid hidden behind him ran out.

"This is my wolf. It doesn't bite people because you suddenly took me away. It thought you were going to hurt me, so it was aggressive towards you."

The county magistrate watched as the little kid came up to the wolf and touched its head.

What destroyed my worldview was that the wolf rubbed the milk ball in front of it like a child who had been given candy.

It was not until the few carrot-heads, the wolves, and the mule behind them had gone far away that they reacted.

"Is this still a wolf? Are you sure he's not a dog?"

Soon after arriving at the mountain, the county magistrate learned from the villagers that this little kid was the lucky star of their village.

Although the county magistrate did not think of him as a real little lucky star, it was just a name people gave to their favorite children.

Su Muyao called her father to help unload the bucket, and then let everyone in Taoliu Village taste the freshly made mung bean soup.

This made the people in other villages very envious. Some of them, seeing such a big wolf, followed behind Xiao Fuxing as obediently as if they were their own dogs.

It seems that what people say about the little lucky star is true. Even the animals in the mountains will not harm the little lucky star of Taoliu Village.

"Why is this little lucky star not from our village? Alas"

"Hey Daqiang, you have a nice idea. Hurry up and get to work. Finish it early and go home early."

"Hey, what's this, Little Lucky Star? It's so delicious and sweet, why is it so cold?"

"Grandma Zhao's soup is called mung bean soup, and it contains sugar."

"Oh my, sugar is so expensive. Just keep it for yourself. I'm afraid you must have used up a lot of sugar to make so much."

After saying this, he looked at the full buckets with heartache.

The sons of the Su family each took a bucket and distributed the mung bean soup to everyone.

I saw the village head leading a group of people wearing yamen clothes and holding big swords walking towards this side. The person surrounded by these yamen runners was also wearing official uniform and was obviously the county magistrate.

Many people who reacted quickly began to salute the county magistrate.

The county magistrate came up to Old Man Su and said, "I heard from the village head that it was your family who came up with this idea."

Old Man Su bowed quickly and said, "What the county magistrate said is that you have a good governance."

"Hahaha, that baby in front is yours."

"It is my little granddaughter."

When Old Man Su said this, two drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Could it be that the county magistrate heard that his granddaughter is lucky and is planning something evil?

It’s not surprising that he thought this way, mainly because that’s what those who drew the books used to say.

"That kid looks really lucky. Can I try the mung bean soup he made?"

"These are all sweet drinks made by the children. Thank you for not minding me, adults. I will bring you two bowls to try."

After the county magistrate and his men had drunk a bowl of it, they were truly impressed by how delicious it was and how refreshing it was.

The most important thing is that it’s so cold in here, could it be that they are using ice?

That's not right. There is no ice in this weather. I heard that there is only a little ice in the special cellar in the palace.

That little bit of ice was preserved with the efforts of countless people and was reserved for the emperor and his concubines to cool down in the summer.

"Do you know who made this sweet water?"

The old village chief respectfully led the little lucky star to the county magistrate.

"These are all little gadgets made by children. These are the grandchildren of the Su family."

The county magistrate came to Su Muyao and asked, "Little lucky star, which brother of yours made this sweet water?"

Su Muyao saw that the county magistrate looked like the big bad wolf who wanted to kidnap Little Red Riding Hood, with a malicious look on his face.

"Uncle County Magistrate, I made this sweet water myself. If you like it, drink two more bowls."

When the county magistrate heard this, he was surprised that it could be made of such a small ball of milk.

"Little kid, what's the name of the green bean in this? I've never seen it before. But it's so cold, could it be that there's ice in it?"

"Uncle County Magistrate, this mung bean is a kind of food that my father exchanged with the Lakers before, and also exchanged for other seeds."

"But there is indeed ice in it, it's just ice made of saltpeter."

The county magistrate found it even more strange when he heard this. He had heard of saltpeter before, but he had never heard of how to make ice.

When Su Muyao saw the county magistrate, she was about to ask how to make ice with saltpeter, so she spoke first.

"When the weather gets hotter, we might set up a stall to sell ice cream. If the county magistrate likes it, I'll ask my father to send you some more."

They were all old foxes, how could they not know what this little milk ball meant? This directly blocked the question that he wanted to ask.

"You are quite a smart kid. Okay, when you set up your stall, remember to ask your father to send some to me."

After the county magistrate finished speaking, he touched the little boy's head. The little chick on his head was so cute.

"it is good,"

After the county magistrate inspected the area again, he went back to write a memorial to be submitted to the capital.

If there are any important matters under them, the county magistrates and prefects can directly submit memorials to the capital.

Maybe it’s because of the difference in this era. The emperor of this country is more considerate of the people.

No matter whether it is a disaster in any place or a man-made disaster.

I will listen carefully.

After watching the county magistrate leave, the old village chief came to Su Muyao.

"You are quite clever, little fellow, but our county magistrate is a very good person. During his tenure, there has been basically no incident of robbing the people, so there is no need to be so defensive."

"Grandpa Village Chief, I understand everything. You guys go and do your work, I'll go back first."

"Okay, drive slowly on the road."

As Su Muyao was walking on the road, she was thinking, if the county magistrate could know about her high-yield crops and pass the news to higher-ups, would it be possible for the people of the entire dynasty to eat the improved crops?

From now on, there is nothing to worry about except not having enough food to eat.

Especially the potatoes and sweet potatoes, although this dynasty is not any dynasty in their history.

You can imagine how poor and backward people were when they didn’t even have potatoes or sweet potatoes.

Until the sun sets, the sky is already twinkling with stars and the cold moonlight is shining on the forest.

The men in the villages were still burning torches to illuminate the people who were digging ditches and canals. The torches formed a line, like a fire dragon lingering over the entire mountain.

Until dawn, they had finally dug everything out. They only needed to dig the first few feet to the water source to drain the water completely.