There is a good husband in the crossing house

"Village head? Why are you here all the time? I've been so busy these days, and now I'm finally free. Why don't you take a good rest at home."

Qi Lan looked at the little husband with some regret and took back that soft little hand with a swish. He almost didn't directly blame the village chief for coming here at the wrong time. He finally enjoyed the initiative of the little husband. benefits.

"Boy Qi, there is something I want to discuss with you." The village chief, who was still a little hesitant at first, calmed down now.

After all, I have already come, if I go back without any gains, I will not be laughed to death by those old men.

"If you have anything to do with the village chief, just tell me." Qi Lan hurriedly pulled the little husband to stand up from the field ridge, and they were guarding the canal at the moment.

Because they were afraid that the water might be too strong, they washed up the lotus seeds near the canal.

So the opening of the canal is very small, Qi Lan asked others to go back, and he and his little husband are here to guard, anyway, they have nothing to do now.

"It's like this, Qi boy, you also know that last year, because of the dried sweet potatoes and vermicelli you taught in our village, the income of the sweet potatoes that rotted in the ground in the past was actually higher than the previous year's income.

So this year, almost every household has grown a lot of sweet potatoes. "

The same is true for the village chief's house. In addition to the ordinary fields, they also specially opened nearby wasteland.

But what Qi Lan said just now about lotus roots being flooded and unsalable made him feel excited. There are so many sweet potatoes in every household in the past few years, and there will be more sweet potato vermicelli.

Besides, last year, the recipe for dried sweet potatoes and vermicelli was also spread. Not to mention, people in Qingshui County must have known about it for a long time. Then, can they still buy the dried sweet potatoes and vermicelli from Qijia Village? ?

Seeing the village chief's worried expression, although he didn't say it very clearly, Qi Lan understood it instantly. It seems that the village chief is a real understanding person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't worry so long. In fact, what the village chief didn't know was that when Qi Lan knew the identities of Qiao Mingyue and Li Mochen, he carefully told them how to use sweet potatoes to make dried sweet potatoes and vermicelli. people.

They promised to use these two methods in another capacity to let the peasants of the entire Great Xia Dynasty know.There are even various ways to eat vermicelli as a gift. With the power of these two people, it is definitely faster and more convenient than letting vermicelli and dried sweet potatoes spread by themselves.

Of course, this can also be regarded as a gift from Qi Lan to the two of them.You must know that the method Li Mochen came up with can definitely make him shine in front of the one above.

After all, this is a method that can fill the stomachs of many people in the country. Not to mention many, a family can make vermicelli from a thousand catties of sweet potatoes, and several hundred catties of dry vermicelli can definitely make a family eat several times. It's been a month, well, the premise is that I won't get tired.

It's a pity that these news haven't spread to such a small place as Qijia Village.

So the people in the village didn't know about it at all. Of course, Qi Lan didn't take the initiative to mention it. Seeing the village chief's worry now, Qi Lan would not look for trouble.However, Qi Lan is not worried about these things that the village chief is worried about: "Grandpa village chief, if you care about it, you will be confused. Look at our wheat and the corn we planted before. How do you feel?"

"Wheat corn?" The village chief was taken aback, as if he had realized something: "The growth is much better than before, Qi boy, what do you mean?"

"It's not just that the growth is good. Grandpa the village chief thinks about the vegetables in our Qijia Village years ago, and the pork in Uncle Changsheng's house. Do you think the sweet potatoes we grow will be bad?" Qi Lan reminded him.

The village chief understood instantly, but when he turned his gaze, he saw the former fish pond and the current lotus pond in front of him. He hesitated for a moment: "But boy Qi, your fish pond is now planted, and you have planted lotus roots. Do we still have to do it here?" Is it the water carrier here?"

When the lotus root was planted in the morning, the village head also came to see it and listened to it. He knew that there would not be too much water in the lotus pond. If that was the case, it would not be enough for the village.

"Of course not. Did the village chief grandpa forget about my pig house? The pig is getting bigger every day, eats more, and pulls more. When planting sweet potatoes, just pour manure directly. Isn't it much better than this clear water? gone."

Regarding this, Qi Lan had long thought about it. If the manure with spiritual spring water is used to irrigate the land, the crops grown will only be better.

At that time, these crops will either enter the stomachs of people or livestock.

At the same time that it is good for the body, the manure of every household will also undergo a little change. After this cycle, the things in Qijia Village will only get better and better.

The village head completely trusted what Qi Lan said. After all, they all saw it. During this period of time, in addition to using their own manure, they also picked some from Qi Lan's house. Obviously, they picked it from Qi Lan's house. The manure is kind of corn, and it grows much better.

After the village chief was sent away, the water in the lotus pond was about the same. Qi Lan used a hoe to fill up the canal, and then took the little husband home.

"Husband, it's already mid-February, why hasn't Master Qiao brought Xiaofeng back yet?"

After being busy for so long, I suddenly realized that so much time has passed, and it has been more than a month since the Chinese New Year. During this time, not only Xiaoyue was looking forward to Xiaofeng's return, but even Su Fang would ask questions from time to time.

Carrying the hoe in one hand, and holding the young husband's tender hand in the other, Qi Lan just felt very comfortable: "It's probably only a few days, it's too cold during that time, and it's not suitable for going out.

And that person is also busy, but I think he should be almost busy during this period of time. "

"I really hope that Xiaofeng can come back soon, Xiaoyue doesn't even have any appetite for meals these days."

Thinking of Xiaoyue's listless appearance these days, Su Fang felt a little distressed.

To Su Fang, Xiaoyue was just like his own child, seeing Xiaoyue not thinking about eating and drinking these days made Su Fang feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, it should be soon, isn't that what Xiaofeng said in his letter?

When his father finishes his work, he will be allowed to come back. "

Qi Lan comforted, but he couldn't guarantee the exact time.

Su Fang sighed, it was yesterday that he received Xiaofeng's letter.

So Xiaoyue, who was already quite cheerful, suddenly became melancholy again. For no other reason, she was thinking about Xiaofeng.In the past, I would have followed them to watch them plant lotus roots, but today I shut myself at home to embroider.

"Don't sigh, Xiaoyue's situation is the same as being close to home. It will be fine when Xiaofeng comes back."

Qi Lan didn't like the way the little husband frowned, not at all.