As a lord, I was forced to farm

That problem probably occurred in Qingshan Village.

Jiang Ran's heart trembled, and his face became a little more serious. Seeing this, Jiang Nancheng didn't dare to say anything more. He tucked his head between his wrists, and the black hair on his forehead cast a silent shadow on his face.

At this time, he had already entered Qingshan Village from the town. Jiang Ran opened the curtain with his hand, looked out, and found that the village had also changed a lot from its original appearance.

The farmland in this village is the most fertile among the four villages, and it is the main planting area of ​​Suling Town.

Most of the villagers in Qingshan Village have reclaimed wasteland. There are large tracts of farmland growing crops. Although the soil of the newly reclaimed land is very poor, the lord will not collect tax on the wasteland for two or three years. Every household will choose to open one or two acres of fields.

Of course, because the land in Suling Town is limited, each person can only open up to three acres of land for the time being, and if they are assigned to a family of three, their small family can only open up to nine acres of land.

However, you can buy wasteland from others without paying taxes.

A month ago, Ma Lian, the head of Qingshan Village, consulted Li Yiniu and Chen Mao, and led the villagers to dig several small irrigation canals.

Introduced from the lower reaches of Bishui Creek, small ditches are opened horizontally or vertically. These small ditches flow through the large farmland of Qingshan Village, which is very similar.

The flow of Bishuixi is good, it is equivalent to a small river, and coupled with the continuous spiritual spring water, as long as there is no severe drought, the farmland in Qingshan Village will basically not be short of water for irrigation.

However, Ma Lian was still worried about the lack of water. In addition, Bishuixi did not belong to Qingshan Village alone, so Ma Lian took the villagers to the back mountain to find other water sources. He really found a spring and a small stream for them. The combined traffic flow is less than half of that of Bishuixi, but it is better than nothing.

These canals need to be reinforced and repaired in the future, and some villagers need to guard against selfish blocking, so whenever the village chief Ma Lian has time, he takes his children to wander around Qingshan Village.

The head of Qingshan Village selected by Lin Sha is excellent, and he led the villagers to do a lot of practical things.

While Jiang Ran was satisfied, she thought to herself: "Whether the farmland in Qingshan Village will be transformed into a spiritual field under the irrigation of spiritual spring water..."

When Jiang Ran came to power, in addition to proposing to divert streams and rivers to irrigate the farmland, he also taught everyone to use plant ash, fallen leaves, silt, and manure to fertilize. It should not be a problem to convert the land into fertile and oily farmland.

As for Lingtian, it is unlikely due to the natural soil constraints, but what if?
It's just that there are still big problems in the cultivation of the entire Suling Town, such as the crop rotation method.

Generally speaking, it is best not to plant one type of crop continuously in a piece of land, because it is easy to cause the land to become thinner and reduce its fertility.

But Jiang Ran couldn't help it, because the things that could be grown in Suling Town were really limited, and if they didn't grow wheat, everyone would be hungry.

But it will be much better next year, and rice and soybeans can be grown.

"Sister, Brother Li is over there!"

Li Yiniu was in the farmland near Biquan River in Qingshan Village. Jiang Nancheng jumped out of the carriage. After all, he was still young. An hour of waiting and suffering made him rush towards Li Yiniu like an impulsive calf.

"Why is it only now that something so serious has happened?"

"Aren't you the village chief, think of a way!"

"I have spent so much effort on the wheat, and it looks like a good harvest is coming!"

Some people couldn't bear such a blow, and half a hundred years old covered their faces and cried bitterly, "There are eight people in my family to support!"

"How should I explain to the lord..."

"..."

In addition to Li Yiniu, the former head of Qingshan Village, Ma Lian, the current head of the village, is also in the farmland. At the same time, there are dozens of villagers holding stone and wooden farm tools and forming a group, flushing with anger, quacking like a flock of ducks Same non-stop.

The presence of the carriage is very strong, and most people quickly noticed the arrival of Jiang Ran and his party. The villagers were terrified, as if they had been restrained by the throat of fate by a giant beast. Head, silenced.

Jiang Ran got out of the carriage with the wheat spirit monster in her arms, but instead of focusing on the villagers, she stared at the reddish wheat leaves in a daze.

Looking back at the memory, she remembered that when the wheat was harvested last time, the leaves of the wheat were slightly reddened. She thought it was because the wheat was deficient in phosphorus or was damaged by waterlogging during the seedling raising stage. No more questions.

However, this time is different, as if cinnabar has been poured over, these wheat leaves are rendered in a jade-blood color, and they tend to spread to the ears of wheat.

Li Yiniu's skin was tanned, his body was covered with mud, his eyes were bloodshot, and his spirit was very listless.

Seeing Jiang Ran, he took off his straw hat and greeted him with a trembling voice: "Lord Lord."

Seeing Li Yiniu like this, Jiang Ran knew that he must have seen something wrong with Maizi, and only by knowing the cause could he prescribe the right medicine.

Who knows if Mai Lingguai has so much time to wait for Jiang Ran to find out the cause, so she was relieved instead.

He gently rubbed the head of Mai Lingguai with his fingers to show comfort. Even though Mai Lingguai was uncomfortable, he didn't yelp much, which made people feel distressed.

"Li Yiniu, what's the matter with this wheat, why are the leaves and stems so red?"

As soon as they found out the reason, the lord came looking for it, it was really scary!
The villagers didn't know that there was something wrong with the Mailing monster, and thought that Jiang Ran was so powerful that she couldn't hide anything from her, so they became even more panicked, shrunk their heads, and hid behind their own house and behind the current village chief.

A group of tall old men with thick limbs are hiding from a little girl like a little daughter-in-law. The scene is a bit weird.

Li Yiniu can see that when the lord lord beheaded someone, he felt a chill on his neck, but compared to these, he loved the wheat he worked so hard to cultivate, so he immediately sent the wheat hidden behind come.

Jiang Ran's pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that the wheat was uprooted, and black and red worms were attached to the roots of the wheat like leeches.

There was a handful of wheat delivered, and most of the wheat roots had such wriggling worms, which were shocking and made one's scalp tingle.

Jiang Ran didn't know such bugs, and they didn't have any fluctuations in spiritual power, so they weren't included in the "Letter".

Enduring his nausea, Jiang Ran took a few steps forward, bent down and pulled out a few wheat plants from the ground. It was no accident that these strange insects grew in the wheat roots.

Li Yiniu watched silently.

No wonder Mai Lingguai felt so uncomfortable, Jiang Ran said coldly, "What kind of bug is this?"

"The red worm, I have heard from my parents about this kind of worm. It lives by eating wheat plants, and it grows on the roots. It is difficult to find..."

Li Yiniu said that he was jealous.