As a lord, I was forced to farm

Liu Mu's heart softened immediately. He sighed, took the cane, and patted the two children's heads. "I also committed a sin..."

"When the second girl comes back, I'll beat her up... Let's not think about it for now. Let's go to the fields with Grandpa."

Liu Mu held the younger one in each hand while the older one ran in front, skipping and jumping. The little kid seemed to have endless energy all day long.

Liu Mu smiled kindly. Seeing Fanfan running away, he quickly shouted, "Slow down! Slow down! Grandpa can't catch up!"

Hearing his grandfather calling, the child came back chirping, waited for a while, and then ran away again chirping, and repeated this process more than ten times.

Liu Mu said, "He has a personality like his mother, lively and healthy. He will definitely be a monk in the future."

In another year, Fanfan will be six years old, which is old enough to be tested for qualifications and enter public school.

It is said that training a monk is very expensive. If Fanfan really has this talent, then their family has to save more money and train a monk no matter what.

The field was about one kilometer away from home, and the three of them walked for more than ten minutes.

Liu Mu's eyes drifted across the fields, and he saw large patches of wheat roots crawling on the ground with wrinkled stems. The leaves, due to lack of water, were withered and yellow, and curled up together like crumpled paper balls.

The fruits of this kind of wheat are naturally thin and small. It is not known whether one acre of land can produce 200 kilograms of wheat.

"A sin..."

Liu Mu felt so distressed that his brows were furrowed in deep wrinkles.

"There is a wheat monster at the foot of the main city. The wheat in Suling Town should have some harvest, but it's hard to say about other places... The price of grain has risen a lot this year. I hope that the county lord's red crystal wheat monster can evolve into a young fairy soon, so that our life in our town will be better..." Liu Mu muttered to himself.

There is no wheat spirit in Xinheng Town, so it cannot receive the spirit's blessing. In fact, people mostly grow corn because there is a corn monster in the town. However, people in Suling County still prefer pasta as their staple food, so even without the spirit's blessing, they will still grow wheat.

Liu Mu quickly found his acres of madder grass and saw a few newly grown weeds, which he quickly pulled out.

He turned over the leaves again to see if there were any insects. After searching for a while, he saw several insects the size of his index finger gnawing on the leaves.

Liu Mu was like facing a mortal enemy. He stretched out his long arm and crushed the insect to death in his hand. "You damn insect, you're ruining my madder."

"It would be great if I could buy a few brown grasses and plant them on the edge of the field, so I don't have to worry about pests in the future." Liu Mu thought to himself, but a brown grass that can eat insects is not cheap now. "Next year, if the drought is over, I will go get a few brown grasses..."

"Hey, Uncle Mu, you're here in the field so early."

Liu Mu turned around and found that the person who called him was He Xiaofeng, the youngest son of He Er from the village. This young man was quite hardworking and worked in a glass workshop, earning five crystals a month. "You don't have to go to work today? Yes, God doesn't want us to live, and I'm really worried."

He Xiaofeng also sighed, "Water is needed to make glass. The work was so intense that the glass workshop was forced to stop, so we had a holiday. I had nothing to do, so I came to the field to take a look."

The two looked at each other and sighed worriedly.

Obviously, there were more than two people who were worried about the fields. It was still very early, but there were already many farmers wearing straw hats, and some were carrying water to water the crops.

It has not rained for several months, and the river has dried up long ago. The water in this bucket is also made by the water monks. People usually collect this water after washing their faces and vegetables, and then irrigate the crops. However, the amount of water that can be moved by manpower is not enough to support large tracts of farmland.

"Uncle Mu, you have taken great care of your few acres of land. No wonder every time I bring a spirit here, I like to stay here a few more times." He Xiaofeng put his hands together on the end of the wooden handle of the hoe, bent his waist slightly, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and watched him catch insects and pull weeds with envy.

Spirits and plants complement each other. In order to prevent lazy people from just relying on spirits to help them grow crops and then sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, and to encourage farmers to plant crops carefully, the government will give priority to fields with good crop growth for spirits to assimilate. For those farmers who are too lazy to even pull out weeds, apply fertilizers, or water the crops, spirits will not visit their fields.

Hearing He Xiaofeng's praise, Liu Mu couldn't help feeling a little proud, because he had planted the land well, and even the demons saw it a few more times than others.

Moreover, Li Yiniu from the Spirit Farming Company also gave him a bag of spirit seeds, saying that it was to encourage him to grow something else. Old Liu also has dreams, and who knows, he might be able to grow a demon spirit someday.

But the weather is not good now, and he is afraid that planting spirits in the current environment will only waste good things, so he can only wait and see.

"The county lord is really kind. Think about the hard times we had in the past two years. This year, there was a drought. In Zeyan County, the lord did nothing. Many people became beggars. It is said that these refugees wanted to rush to our Chaoyang Town. Fortunately, the stationed troops stopped them."

The young man praised the man's kindness countless times, "The man in the main city mansion thought about our hardship. Not only did he take the trouble to transport spiritual spring water for us to drink, he also spent money to gather water monks from all over the county and sent them to each village to make water for us!"

Drinking water is calculated based on the number of people in a household, with one bucket of water given to each person for free every ten days. The weather is hot and farmers get thirsty quickly while working, so one bucket of water can only guarantee basic survival requirements.

If the amount exceeds one bucket, the price of spiritual spring water will be one gold coin per bucket.

Even so, everyone still thinks that the people above are good.

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Liu Mu agreed with this and nodded heavily, "She is a good county lady!"

Even though his wife died in the battle with Suling Town, Liu Mu now only remembers his wife and does not blame the current county lord. This is the reason.

"Hey, Uncle Mu, the market will open tomorrow, are you going to town?"

Liu Mu's heart moved slightly.

These days I was so worried about my eldest daughter going to sea and my second daughter's enlistment that I forgot that the market would open tomorrow.

The family has made five fishing nets, and the thousand-machine grass that was harvested some time ago has been processed but not sold yet. Liu Mu is in his forties or fifties. When he was a child, he experienced a three-year drought, so he is particularly obsessed with food. Even though there is still surplus food at home, he still wants to go and check on the food tomorrow.

"Of course!"

"Grandpa, let's go to the market to buy some candies and listen to stories~" When Fanfan heard about going to the market, his eyes lit up and he shook Liu Mu's sleeve coquettishly.

"Wow, the little kid still knows how to listen to stories?" The young man touched Fanfan's little head and smiled, in return Liu Mu's slightly puzzled look.

"Uncle Mu, you may not know that storytelling is very popular in restaurants and pubs now. Every time a scholar goes up to tell a story, the restaurant and other places are packed. It's free to listen to the story. Even if you don't order any food, as long as you influence the boss's business, the boss is kind and won't chase you away at all." He Xiaofeng showed a fascinated expression and couldn't wait to listen to the story. "I wonder if Baili Zhui has defeated his opponent..."

Liu Mu saw that He Xiaofeng seemed to be trapped in it, and wondered if this story was really so fascinating.

If I have time after buying and selling things tomorrow, I can go and see it... (End of this chapter)