After I resigned, I became popular in the whole universe [Quick Transmigration]

The boy in front of him was trembling slightly, his body temperature was a bit hot, and he was five or six centimeters taller than before.

Si Qi patted him on the back lightly, the young man slowly regained his composure, raised his head, looked at Si Qi, his face blushed.

"I..." he murmured.

Si Qi: "How do you feel?"

The boy grinned, smiled brightly, and nodded vigorously, "Very good! Very good!!"

He didn't dare to inquire about Si Qi's treatment method, which reminded him of those scenes where his limbs were brutally removed and put back roughly.

It seems that as long as he doesn't ask, Si Qi will not be the warlock he hates the most, and they still have a friendly and harmonious relationship.

He looked at Si Qi with admiration, which made Si Qi very pleased. He didn't like ungrateful wolf cubs.

Stretching out his hand to touch the young boy's head, Si Qi said: "It's not enough just to straighten the bones, your foundation is too weak, and you need to rectify it."

"I will." The young man promised earnestly.

"Then follow me to learn martial arts and exercise your body." Si Qi said, "You are still young and you need to learn a lot."

Seeing that the young man agreed without any resistance, Si Qi said: "It's been so many days, you already know some words, have you decided on your own name?"

Every time he yelled "you you you", Si Qi always felt weird.

The name that the strange woman called out to him before dying suddenly appeared in the boy's mind. He paused, shook his head, and said to Si Qi, "You can help me get it."

He knows that naming is something only close people can do.Even if a kitten is picked up on the side of the road and people give the cat a name, then this cat will be different to people.

Si Qi also thought so.

When someone has a name, he must be responsible to this person, and his existence will be related to himself from now on.

Xuxiu said with some jealousy: [The master only gave Xuxiu a name before! 】

Si Qi: [You really like to be jealous]

Sighing and muttering: [Master Lord God will also be jealous if he finds out]

Si Qi hummed: [Who asked me to search for so long and he still didn't show up, I don't blame him yet]

Si Qi said to the young man, "Then you can take my surname as Master of Ceremonies."

The young man was overjoyed, and humbly asked, "Is there any allusion?"

allusion?Si Qi said to the boy without any sense of responsibility: "No, isn't the name Master of Ceremonies quite easy to pronounce?"

They are all in series of numbers, one by one, one by seven, so easy to remember.

The young man who instantly got into Mr.'s brain circuit: "..."

Yes, it is really easy to remember, it looks like a family at first glance.

The master of ceremonies, who made up his mind, nodded, quickly accepted the name, and said happily, "I will be the master of ceremonies from now on."

Si Qi heard something wrong at first, but after careful consideration, he suddenly remembered that the name seemed to be a general term for a position.

"Wait……"

Just as Si Qi opened his mouth, his eyes met the child who was so happy that he kept chanting his name, coughed lightly, and pretended not to know.

Okay, so be it.

"You will be my student in the future, you can call me Mr." He said so.

The little guy and Si Qi got close very quickly.

It's probably because he has never felt the kindness of other people to him in so many years, what Si Qi did to him, even if it was just handing him a glass of fruit juice, he would be pleasantly surprised for a long time.

On this day, the master of ceremonies instructed the boy to learn new moves, stood aside and watched the boy punch decently, and occasionally stepped forward to correct some of his non-standard moves.

The child is very obedient and works very hard. Even if some movements are particularly challenging to bear, and the tendons are very uncomfortable, he has never cried out that he is tired.

Si Qi sometimes felt that if he didn't take the initiative to ask people to rest, this guy might be able to practice himself and would not know how to stop.

Probably he was really fed up with the days of being powerless and being slaughtered by others, and he really wanted to become stronger as soon as possible.

Every time he saw the little guy was so tired that he couldn't stand up and fell asleep, Si Qi couldn't help taking out the medicine for the child, and then sent him to a professional convalescent instrument for massage.

This promotes rapid recovery in his body and stimulates cell activity, making every workout he works out much more effective.

Scientific and systematic exercise, plus precious martial arts cheats, as well as medical assistance that others can't dream of getting, and the hard work of the master of ceremonies.This learning progress, in today's ancient society where everything is backward, can definitely be regarded as a thousand miles a day.

Xixi has some prejudice against the group of children of the world. Every time I see Si Qi making an exception again and again, using things from other worlds for the master of ceremonies, I can't help but whisper to Si Qi: [ Si Lin will help the master run the company, and Yuan Lang will help the master research the medicine against the Zerg, just this brat, he only knows to take advantage of the master all day long]

Si Qi slapped Xu Xiu on the head: [How did you speak]

[Oops] Shouting out pretending to be in pain, the little dragon's claws are too short to touch the top of his head, so he covered his cheeks and looked like he was about to cry: [Master, you can't forget your old love when you have a new love]

Si Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: [Then you old love, did you help me find out the whereabouts of Chu Feng? 】

[No...] Xuxiu was dejected: [Xuxiu was looking for it very hard, but I found out some things in the palace and the general's mansion]

There was no Internet in ancient times, and the speed of finding people plummeted, and I felt quite embarrassed.

However, the fate of this world has been rewritten into a mess. Si Qi wanted to find Chu Feng's whereabouts through divination, but the divination was vague and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It's better to control the machine and find it slowly.

Xixiu and Si Qi recounted his recent experience: [The dog emperor in the palace has been looking for the whereabouts of the son of the world, and turned the capital back and forth, but found no clues]

[The general's mansion fled in all directions because of those servants, and there were some rumors. Many people said that Si Yu was not the general's son, but you were.The general got angry a few times outside, and the general's wife also talked with a group of female relatives several times.Seeing that they love Si Yu so much, everyone vetoed your existence, and felt that this cannot be picked up from outside no matter how you look at it.As for sacrificing children other than his own son, it is even more impossible, normal people can’t do such a thing, so I reluctantly believed their explanation]

Having said that, I can't help gloating: [But also because of their denial, Si Yu's backlash still hasn't been resolved.One month after you left, master, the general's wife couldn't sit still, so she called Si Yu's brother and asked him to bleed Si Yu]

【The elder brother agreed, and it went on like this for more than a month, with a bowl of blood every week.Unlike the original owner, he can rest every day, and he has to practice martial arts with his father during the day and afternoon. After a long time, his physical fitness cannot keep up.After the doctor saw it, he said that he was weak and needed recuperation, so he asked his mother if he could stop using his blood, otherwise it would hinder his future as a general]

[The general's wife was very angry, thinking that the elder brother only thought about his own future and didn't care about the younger brother's life, so he slapped elder brother Siyu, and the mother and son had a bit of trouble]

[Later, the general found out about this, and poured himself a bowl of blood. The two of them felt uncomfortable when they saw that the pillar of the family did such a thing, so they stopped arguing]

[Then the matter of bloodletting changed from being supported by brother Si Yu alone, to being paid by several elders of the Si family in turn]

When Si Qi heard this, he asked curiously: [Then Si Yu just pretended that he didn't know anything, and took medicine as usual every day? 】

Xuxiu curled her lips: [At first, of course he disagreed with life and death, saying that he would rather die than take the elixir made with the blood of his family.It was his mother who knelt down and begged him to eat, so he ate it crying.After a lot of times, Si Yu gradually didn't even pretend to be pretending, but occasionally he would sigh twice in a pretentious manner, expressing how reluctant he was in his heart]

Si Qi smiled: [This matter is also a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer, otherwise a child of a few years old, who can't see his acting skills]

And the unlucky ones are the ones who hurt the original owner at the beginning, and it won't hurt other people. Si Qi didn't bother to care whether these people would reap the consequences for themselves, so he didn't care about it after listening to it, and asked: [In the capital city Have you visited all the families surnamed Chu? 】

Xuxiute said seriously: [I have read it all, there is no one named Chu Feng in any household]

Si Qi frowned: [Strange, could it be that Chu Feng was the town where the original owner was begging? 】

Xiuxiu: [Then Xiuxiu, let’s go to other cities to take a look]

Si Qi felt that this method was okay, except that it was slower, there was no other disadvantage.

【Go】

Hey, hey, he did it.

Si Qi saw that he couldn't find Chu Feng for a while, so he was not in a hurry to leave this plain, and he could train the master of ceremonies here with peace of mind.

According to his habit, if the child of the world is not a selfish villain, he would not mind using the luck of the child of the world to promote the progress of the world with him.

Since the master of ceremonies will eventually follow the established trajectory of the world line and become the king of this country, it is undoubtedly a good choice to teach him how to govern a country and how to make people live more comfortably.

On this day, the content of the course that Si Qi told the master of ceremonies was about the luck of this world.

"People have luck, and families and countries also have luck." Si Qi spoke in a calm and unhurried manner, making people want to continue listening: "A person's luck can be transferred to other people, and in the same way , people's luck can also be condensed into the family or the country."

The master of ceremonies sat across from Si Qi, taking notes in his hand and listening carefully.

"In a prosperous family, if there are a few Jinshi in the family, or if someone is an official in the court, the family will become prosperous because of this. Even if this person passes away, his influence will still protect future generations."

Putting it in other worlds is only a matter of influence, you can't see or touch it, you just know it exists.

But in this world where the power of the world has been unearthed, luck is truly able to protect every child in the family, keep them safe, make them prosper in official career, and be free from disasters and diseases.

"After hundreds of years of excavation by warlocks, they have mastered the method of sacrificing some people's lives and gathering all their future luck to the dynasty. Therefore, the previous hundred years, the autumn dynasty was smooth and the grain harvest was bumper, even if the officials and the emperor had nothing to do. As a matter of fact, the people are still doing well.”

Hearing this, the master of ceremonies couldn't help frowning.

Because of his own experience, it is really difficult for him to accept the fact that warlocks have done great good things for the sake of their family and the world.

In my impression, the vast majority of warlocks in the world are evil, selfish, and dehumanized.

The master of ceremonies asked: "It's like sacrificing myself in exchange for my father's health and prosperity. Those warlocks also killed some people in exchange for a comfortable life for other people? Is it really right?"

Did they deserve the sacrifice?Deserve to die?

"Of course not," Si Qi said affirmatively: "Not to mention whether it is reasonable to force the self to sacrifice the ego to fulfill the greater self, this kind of situation of being content with pleasure and no longer striving is already suffered and cannot be suffered again."

The master of ceremonies didn't understand, so Si Qi explained carefully to him: "You should know the principle of boiling frogs in warm water."

The master of ceremonies was thoughtful.

"The Autumn Dynasty is just like its name. It looks like the weather is good and the crops are plentiful, but in fact it is about to enter the cold winter without knowing it. For nearly a hundred years, the officials of the Autumn Dynasty only need to enjoy the protection of their ancestors with peace of mind, even if they have no ink. , can still sit firmly on Mount Tai. The emperors of the previous generation have realized the benefits of luck, and directly depend on how much luck will determine who will inherit the throne. Your father became the current king by this method. Even if you don’t Knowing any good recipes for governing the country, you only need to rely on warlocks to solve any troubles with living sacrifices, and it will be effective."

Si Qi shook his head: "However, if a piece of land is cultivated continuously without giving it a rest time, no matter how good the land is, it will dry up and fall into disrepair—the same is true for luck."

"If the upper echelons of the Qiu Dynasty noticed something was wrong, they would make up for it in time. There is always room for maneuver. But the royal family is the one who relies on luck the most. Those officials who agree with this statement followed the example of the emperor and kept absorbing luck. Those who are in favor are much better. Under the ebb and flow, most of those who are in charge of the power of the Qiu Dynasty are those who have tasted the sweetness and cannot stop it at all. Those who oppose are either excluded from the mainstream circle, or spontaneously go to the Qi Dynasty. Trying our best to save the famine areas that have run out of transportation, can't really influence the development of the Autumn Dynasty."

"So those rich and powerful who think they are safe and secure are like spectators sitting on a crumbling tall building without knowing it. When the wind blows, the building collapses."

After hearing this, the master of ceremonies did not laugh at the self-righteous thinking of these people, but cared more about other things: "Then what will happen to those common people?"

Si Qi was very pleased by the young man's reaction: "All the luck of the common people has been taken away by those powerful people. By the time the officials of the Autumn Dynasty began to find it difficult, the common people could no longer survive."

The master of ceremonies pursed his lips, "But according to the knowledge you taught me, sir, superiors shouldn't be like this."

As a superior, since they have enjoyed the best treatment provided by the common people, they should take responsibility and be the first to stand up for the common people when they encounter troubles.

How can it be the other way around, when disaster strikes, push the people out to protect their own safety.

Si Qi nodded: "Of course, they all did wrong."

The master of ceremonies couldn't help being a little happy when he heard that his idea was affirmed.

"So, if you stood in their position, what would you do?" Si Qi asked.

The master of ceremonies said without hesitation: "I will rely on my own strength to do things, and I will never rely on crooked methods."

"Very good," Si Qi laughed, and continued to guide: "So, what kind of strength do you think you need?"

The master of ceremonies was stunned, thought carefully, and said, "I don't understand it now, but I know that everything my husband gave me must be useful."

Si Qi scolded "glib" with a smile, and said, "My husband will teach you whatever you want to learn in the future, and you can do what you want to do with confidence."

After the master of ceremonies heard this, his heart was warm and he was indescribably moved.

He looked at Si Qi without blinking, especially wanting to know: "Why is Sir treating me so well?"

He is no longer the boy who knew nothing half a year ago. He knows what those warlocks did to him, and also understands what they want from him.

During this time, Mr. taught him how to read, made him understand, healed the old wounds in his body, and did many things for him, for which he was very grateful.

He knew that with Si Qi's ability, even if he didn't take the so-called luck from him, he could live a more carefree life than anyone else.

So he really wanted to know why Si Qi chose him and did so much for him.

Si Qi thought about this question carefully.

At first, he naturally noticed him because of the luck of the master of ceremonies.

But luck, even if it is important, is not that important to Si Qi.

The reason why he was so kind to the master of ceremonies, presumably, was because of the quality of the young man.

Tough, brave, hardworking, strong.

These are all things that make Si Qi feel beautiful, and he likes them.

Even if the master of ceremonies is not a child of the world, when Si Qi meets him, he will be willing to extend his hand to help and teach.

So he replied, "Because you deserve it."

The master of ceremonies suddenly stopped talking.

His eyes were filled with embarrassment and excitement, and his face was so red that it was about to be roasted, almost smoking.

He lowered his head and hesitated for a while, and after a long time, his ears were red and his eyes were shining, he said to Si Qi: "Sir, I will repay you. I will let you live a good life, so that you will not regret accepting me as an apprentice. I'll be nicer to you than to me."

Si Qi smiled: "Okay, sir, when you grow up, you will be filial to me."

Under Si Qi's conditioning, the young man's body recovered quickly.

When his strength was strong enough to deal with some basic troubles, Si Qi took the boy away from the village, observed the customs and customs of various places in the Autumn Dynasty, taught the boy more truths, read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. Along the way, he helped the people solve many problems.

The farther the journey is from the capital, the more desolate the people will live.

A year later, the master of ceremonies leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil with his hands. The soil was dry and whitish, as if he was grabbing a handful of sand.

Even if such land were to be cultivated, the food grown would definitely not yield a good harvest.

However, this was a well-known farming province during the Qiu Dynasty for hundreds of years, and at least [-]% of the surplus grain in the treasury was produced from here.

The peasants walking in the fields have shriveled bodies, sallow complexions, and deeply bent backs, blending in with the barren scenery behind them.

Not far away, a gentleman dressed in a government official came over, saw the soil in the hands of the master of ceremonies, and sighed: "Who would have thought that this place used to be fertile for thousands of miles, and it was rich in years. Now, it is difficult to even feed yourself. Difficult."

The master of ceremonies observed the planting area in front of him, estimated the output in his mind, and asked, "Liang Province has a vast area of ​​cultivated land, but its population is not large. If it wants to be self-sufficient, it should be enough. How could it be so?"

The official in front of him snorted coldly, and explained to him angrily: "A hundred years ago, Liang Province took [-]% of its tax revenue, [-]% was handed over to the imperial court, and [-]% was reserved for the next season's grain seeds and rations for the people. However, In recent years, the land has become more and more barren. The imperial court felt that the amount of food provided was too little, so they directly set the amount, claiming to be considerate of the people! The people worked day and night, and the food they grew could not enter their stomachs at all, so they had to find another land to farm..."

The master of ceremonies heard the meaning of the other party, and tentatively said: "The imperial court does not allow the people to reclaim the wasteland without permission..."

"I can't even afford to eat. Who can control the laws and regulations? Is it true that they will starve to death?" the official asked.

Nowadays, the promotion of officials in the Qiu Dynasty never depends on their skills, and it all depends on the luck of the forces behind them.This official will be assigned to such a poor place, which already shows that he does not agree with the political views of the dignitaries in Beijing.

The things he did at this moment are enough for him to die countless times, dare to do them, don't you dare to say them?

What's more, he took the initiative to ask to see the two masters and apprentices, in order to find a way for the people under his rule to survive.

"I heard that Master Ling has outstanding talents and knowledge, and has solved disaster problems in various places. I have nothing else to ask, I just hope that everyone can have enough food and not be overwhelmed by the heavy taxation."

Seeing the thoughtful look on the emcee's face, the official couldn't help feeling hopeful, "Have you ever discovered something?"

The master of ceremonies analyzed all kinds of experiences today, pondered for a moment, and said: "The most important reason is the soil quality."

"I know, but this is the case for any inch of land in Liang Province, even a place that has never been set foot in." The official smiled wryly, "The harvest of hundreds of years has already overdrawn the potential of this land. If you have achieved the cause, you will have to repay the result today. How can there be any truth in the world that can be obtained unconditionally without paying a price.”

But why is this price only paid to Liang Xingren?Their ancestors have worked hard on this land for generations, and instead of enjoying the benefits of a good harvest, they have to bear the consequences of having no rice to eat.I hate that group of mediocre idiots, who still don't know how to repent, sucking blood and drawing marrow to plunder Liang Sheng's last trace of life...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

But no matter how much he hated, what was taken away could not be taken back.This land is dead, he is just not reconciled.

Thinking of the letters written to him by those like-minded friends, it described one after another seemingly miraculous things, and the protagonist of the matter was standing in front of him at the moment.

After all, he was looking forward to it, as if grasping the last straw.

The master of ceremonies said: "Mr. told me several solutions, but only the cooperation of adults is needed."

The other party showed joy: "I would like to hear the details!"

The master of ceremonies and the officials wandered around the grain fields in various parts of Liang Province, and many people saw it.

In the sunshine, the farmers were sitting in the fields eating the noodle soup brought by their families, saying one sentence at a time: "Who is that young master? Why is he wearing a mask? He even asked an adult to accompany him."

"It is said that the gentleman invited by the adults to solve the farming problem for us."

"Heh, among our generations of farmers, who in the Autumn Dynasty is better at planting than me from Liang Province? I hate that this land is so bad, even if the gods come, they can't recover!"

The speaker gritted his teeth, his resentment was extremely strong.

The year before last, the imperial court increased taxation, and the food we grow has not been taxed much!The adults who came to collect food were very dissatisfied with this. While eating big fish and meat, they complained about the incompetence of local officials.

Once he got drunk in a restaurant and went out to flirt with good women. Seeing that the people living here were skinny and did not even have a good-looking girl, he felt that he had been swept away. He pointed the nose of local officials in the street and insulted the people, saying they With a low life, why not pull out these useless old and weak women and children for living sacrifices, anyway, they can't farm the land and waste food for nothing, it's better to die and turn them into food to honor the nobles in the capital.

The people dared not speak out when they heard this, and they hated this blood-sucking worm full of fat in their hearts.

In the end, it was the local officials who undertook the pressure. While apologizing and saying good things, they borrowed food from nearby provinces, and finally made up the full amount, and then sent the high-ranking officials from the capital away.

The senior officials are gone, but the troubles still exist.

The people of Liang province have worked so hard to cultivate for a whole year, but instead of saving food, they owed a lot of food.They can't see hope at all, they will die if they work hard, and they will die if they don't work hard. They hate this world and their stomachs are full of complaints.

Just when everyone was complaining, some old people in the family were going to throw themselves into the lake. The local officials gave them a way to survive. They asked them to cultivate their own food outside the fields given by the government, so that after the tax was removed in the coming year, they might be able to save money. A few rations.

The conscientious Liang provincial people are tenacious after all, as long as they are given a glimmer of hope to survive, they are willing to work hard, and they have survived until today.

It's just that seeing the land become more and more barren, no matter how hard the seeds are sown, the rice seedlings will not germinate. Can they really live?

I heard that the Lord Guan has recruited reinforcements, but everyone knows what the problem is. Those so-called warlocks have taken away the vitality of the land. Unless they invigorate the sacrifice, what else can they do?

An old man looked at the land that had just been turned over in front of him, and murmured to himself: "If the imperial court really wants us to die this time, then let's die."

The middle-aged man on the side suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Father!"

The old man lowered his head wearily, stroking his old buddy who had been with him all his life, and put the hoe on his shoulder: "If father's life can feed you and your wife and children, even if father dies, it will be worth it."

"I just don't know, after my father died, did the food in exchange go into your stomachs, or went to feed those high-ranking officials, hehe..."

The man felt uncomfortable, and chased after his father with a sad face: "Don't talk about being discouraged, at worst, I will reclaim a few more pieces of land this year, and there will always be a way."

"What can be done?"

It's not good to be hungry.

The master of ceremonies touched his aching stomach, bit by bit the hardened noodle cake mixed with the sparse bean soup.

Agricultural development is nothing more than a few factors, one is weather, the other is land, the third is improved seeds, and the fourth is manpower.

The weather cannot be controlled, but other things can be changed.

After the master of ceremonies finished eating, he patted the remaining powder residue on his hands, held a charcoal pencil, and wrote and drew on the wooden board.

The earnest officials on the side tried to offer him the Four Treasures of the Study, but he refused: "The board can be preserved for a longer period of time, and it is more convenient to draw."

The officials watched as the master of ceremonies wrapped charcoal in sackcloth, wrote and drew on the flat wooden board, and quickly drew a vivid utensil on the flat board, as if it existed in real life!

The officials stared at Lao Dashan-and Sanxi, for a moment they forgot to ask what it was.After seeing that the master of ceremonies finished drawing one piece, he changed a board and continued to draw other ones. He took the board and carefully touched the shadow on the screen with his hand, and found that the thing remained flat on the drawing board. It really wasn’t something that ran out of the paper. , let out a long breath, and sighed: "Mr. Xiao's painting skills are really uncanny."

"This is called sketching. My master taught me." The master of ceremonies said, "If your lord wants to learn it, you can discuss it with your lord when the students are free in the future."

"Mr. Xiao has a heart." The official is very grateful.

The master of ceremonies drew several things and introduced them to the officials one by one: "This is called Quyuanli."

The official thought of the straight shaft plow used by the people today, and immediately understood the general purpose of the curved shaft plow, so he humbly asked for advice.

Master of Ceremonies: "Sir, the straight-shaft plow is not flexible enough to turn back and turn when plowing the land, it is laborious to lift the soil, and the efficiency is not high. The improved curved-shaft plow can swing when operating, which is easy to adjust the plowing depth and width, and is light and soft. , which is good for turning around, and it is also suitable for farming on a small area of ​​land.”

If you use a curved plow, you can not only break up the soil better, make ridges and sow drills, but also facilitate field operations and management, greatly improving farming efficiency.

The more the official listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he quickly picked up another piece of wood: "Then this is it?"

"This is a columbine cart." The master of ceremonies explained, "In the past, people used on-demand and sowing methods to sow seeds, which was expensive and difficult to thin out. Later, in order to cultivate in rows, the distance between rows and rows of plants had to be separated manually. While increasing production, it also consumes a lot of manpower.”

The official couldn't help saying: "Of course farming is tiring."

"If you get tired, it means you did something wrong," the master of ceremonies shook his head: "Master said, if one thing makes people feel tired, then there should be a better solution to it. One way to the dark, just want to It’s not enough to work hard.”

The officials felt sorry for each other, and what the master of ceremonies said did not reflect their current situation.

The master of ceremonies pointed to the three openers under the three-legged columbine: "This is a tool for sowing seeds. Have you seen the exit here? When sowing, the people can pull the columbine cart at one end, and the columbine feet will be leveled automatically." Ditching and sowing on the land, covering and filling at the same time. At the same time, it can achieve multiple results, save time and effort, and the efficiency can reach one hectare per day.”

The official sat up straight with a bang: "What did you say? One hectare?!"

"Yes," Si Qi nodded: "This is the result of the experiment confirmed by Mr. in the surrounding villages on the road. It can not only improve the efficiency of planting, but also ensure that the row spacing between each crop is consistent."

"Unbelievable..." The official murmured to himself, looking at the two vivid and real objects in front of him, his face was full of shock and expectation.

If you have these kinds of artifacts, why worry about not being able to grow a few acres of land in the coming year? !

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." The master of ceremonies smiled: "Mr. also said that if the soil quality is not suitable for planting, we can start from the inside and outside together to completely solve the problem."

The official's body shook.

"what is this?"

Early this morning, the villagers in the village were called by the village head to the field of the village head's house. The village head's son was playing with something he had never seen before on the land.

The village head said loudly: "Folks, a few days ago, the county governor brought in two gentlemen to solve the farming problem for us!"

"Mr. is kind and taught us a lot of knowledge about farming. Today, on behalf of Mr. and the county guard, I will tell you how to make a good harvest of grain!"

The villagers talked a lot: "The person invited by the county governor?"

"Wouldn't it be those damn warlocks?"

"I seem to know these two gentlemen. I heard from my relatives in Pear Province that..."

Regardless of the opinions of the villagers, the village head played a trick on his son.

The village chief's son doesn't do much farming on weekdays, but when it comes to physical labor, there are many people in the village who are better than him.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this young man who is not good at planting manipulated the tool to easily turn up the soil, and he also turned the direction as he wanted while turning the ground to control the depth of the soil.

This group of people who have been dealing with the land all their lives suddenly went into an uproar, several of them even rushed forward impatiently, leaned in front of Qu Yuanli, and looked at it carefully.

Even if the village chief didn't say anything, everyone understood the benefits of Qu Yuanli, and their hearts were burning.

"Good stuff!"

"How much energy can this save!"

"Everyone, don't worry." The village chief stepped forward, signaled the group of people to stop talking, and asked his son to fetch another agricultural tool, saying, "This is a tool for sowing seeds."

After speaking, he sprinkled a handful of seeds on the columbine cart, and his son walked forward under the eyes of the three layers inside and outside.

The seeds followed his path, digging ditches and sowing seeds while covering and filling them. They actually completed several things that everyone had to do repeatedly at the same time, and the speed was unbelievably fast!

The crowd wasn't in an uproar, but was so excited that they were going crazy.

"Okay, okay, the craftsman who made this thing is really a blessing to the world!"

"It is said that these two gentlemen brought it? They are really good people!"

"Farming will not be so hard this year, and we can use the extra time to reclaim new fields. We don't have to be hungry anymore!!"

"I saw a lot of farm tools here, are those farm tools so amazing?"

Everyone was overjoyed, watching seriously the son of the village chief's family used several farm tools in turn, and couldn't be more excited.

The village head said: "After a while, people in the village who are good at carpentry will come to me and learn from me how to make these things."

Everyone was very excited: "What? You told us the production method directly? I thought I was going to rent it from the government office!"

"The two gentlemen are benevolent. After taking out the things, they didn't hide anything at all!" The village chief said cheerfully, "Not only that, but the gentlemen also told us how to fertilize the fields!"

Everyone stopped discussing in an instant, and looked at the village chief with eyes that were so hot that they were a little piercing.

The village head didn't feel scared at all, but smiled more happily: "There are many methods taught by Mr., but you need to obey them."

With the lessons learned from those farm tools, everyone admired these two gentlemen very much. At this moment, without any hesitation, they couldn't wait to urge: "Village Chief, just talk, we will definitely do it!"

The village chief said, "First of all, we need to change our previous farming habits, switch to the substitute field method, and restore the original crop rotation system."

The crop rotation system refers to planting different crops sequentially between seasons or years on the same field. The combination of land use and land cultivation is a very scientific and effective planting method.

The people of the former Qiu Dynasty discovered this method early on, and have always implemented it in this way.It's just because of the appearance of warlocks that unreasonable luck protects this land. People don't have to worry about cultivating the land. They wantonly grow plants that don't produce much but consume the fertility of the land. This habit lasted for seven years. For eight generations, people have almost forgotten what crop rotation farming once meant.

The village chief explained the importance of the crop rotation system and the meaning of the Daida method.

"The Daitian method requires three ditches, one foot wide and one foot deep, to be opened on a long strip of land with an area of ​​one mu. The position of the ditch is rotated every year, so it is called Daitian. The crops are planted in the ditch and wait until the seedlings germinate and grow leaves. In the future, we will rake down the ridges on both sides of the ditch and bury them at the roots of the crops while intertillage and weeding. This can play a role in preventing wind and lodging, and preserving moisture and drought. Moreover, the positions of ridges and ditches are rotated year by year, and the land will not Was overworked and got plenty of rest time."

Everyone present was an expert in farming. Hearing the village head's description, he could understand the benefits after a little imagination in his mind. Indeed, as the village head said, there were many benefits.

The last sentence added by the village head gave everyone great confidence: "Mr.