Two Worlds: Beginning from Becoming an Ancestral Spirit

Chapter 139 Incredible Grain Seeds

"To tell the master, I dare not give birth to a son. My surname is Zhou, and I am the ninth child in the family. My parents named me Zhou Jiuwa!" Zhao Shi's words made Zhou Jiuwa tremble all over, and he hurriedly replied.

"Zhou Jiuwa, the master has a new kind of grain that you need to try growing. The yield per mu of this grain is up to 1,000 dan. Do you know what this means?"

Bao Ye looked at Zhou Jiuwa and said seriously.

He had no choice but to be serious, as the matter was of great importance and magnitude.
There can't be any mistakes.

"Thousand Stones?"

When Zhou Jiuwa heard what Bao Ye said, he stood there in a daze. It took him a long time to react and he looked at Zhao Shi in disbelief.

Thousand stones!

As a farmer who has been farming all his life, he knows very well what it means.

fake!

This was his first reaction.

But then I thought, there's no need to lie to him.

Is there anything worth lying about him?
Just a farmer who has been farming all his life.

Is that true? But is it possible? What is the concept of Thousand Stones? Once it is popularized, there will be no more people starving to death in the world.

When he saw Zhao Shi nod, he sat down on the ground with a bang.

His face was full of disbelief.

"Old Zhou, are you willing to try planting?" Zhao Shi asked.

"willing!"

"Master, I, Old Zhou, am willing!"

"If one seedling dies, I, Old Zhou, will be beheaded!"

When Zhou Jiuwa heard Zhao Shi’s question, he nodded without thinking.

"Don't worry too much. This kind of food doesn't need much care. Go find a piece of medium-sized field and cultivate it. There is only one acre of seeds here. Once harvested, you can plant at least a hundred acres next year!"

"If this kind of food becomes popular in the future, you, Old Zhou, will also have contributed a lot. Maybe it will be passed down through the ages!"

Zhao Shi smiled.

boom! !boom! ! !

When Lao Zhou heard this, his heart started beating violently.

I was so excited that I could hardly control myself.

Maybe?

Do not!
Yes for sure!
As the first person to plant it, his name is likely to be passed down among the main family.

Not to mention Qianshi.

If the family head can reach 100 stones, his name will be passed down through the ages, and they will all benefit from it.

Sweet potatoes are very easy to keep.

Zhao Shi was not worried about the sweet potato yield at all. You know, the sweet potato seeds he bought were the ones with the largest yield. During the Qing Dynasty, a prosperous era was achieved relying on sweet potatoes. There was no reason why his sweet potato seeds that had evolved for N generations would not work.

Zhao Shi said this and motioned to his daughter to take out a sweet potato.

The seeds chosen by Zhao Shi are large in size, and this one is as big as a human head.

Zhao Shi then introduced how to raise seedlings, how to plant seeds, how to manage and some taboos.

When Zhou Jiuwa heard Zhao Shi’s introduction, he was stunned.

Unbelievable.

The land cannot be too wet, and it can be planted on both dry land and sandy land. These few points alone have greatly increased the popularity of this grain.

When Lao Zhou left, he did not take the grain seeds with him.

It’s not that I can’t take it, it’s that I don’t dare!
If anything happens to the seeds, he will never be able to atone for his sins even if he dies a hundred times.

Wait until the land is cultivated before getting the seeds.

forecourt!

Zhou Jiuwa was talking to a young man who was drinking porridge absentmindedly in a corner and said, "Old Five, go and bring our family over!"

This time when he came to work for the Zhao family, he was prepared to die.

To work for the big tribe, especially to work outside the city, people who come here basically have the same mentality, the mentality that they are going to die.

Such things are not rare.

Many big families like to recruit some refugees to do shady jobs, and once the work is done they will be killed to silence them.

Naturally, the whole family didn’t dare to come.

But now it's different.

Not only did he have such a good place to live, but he also had three meals a day, and just for the food called red sugar, he had to bring his family over.

Without him!

Hostage. Otherwise, why would you trust him?
The host didn't say anything, but he couldn't be tactful.

What's more, they all witnessed the miraculous scene last night, and they also heard from those who followed the Zhao family that the head of the family could kill evil spirits and monsters.

Safety.

This was the old man's first thought.

It can kill evil spirits and monsters. Let alone living in Zhaojiayu, even living in the wilderness is nothing to be afraid of.

爹.
The middle-aged man looked at his father in confusion.

That's right!

On the surface, when the two of them came, they registered separately, and rarely spoke to each other on weekdays, pretending not to know each other, just to avoid implicating the other person in case something happened.

This was discussed before coming.

What about now? Did his father actually reveal the identities of the two people?
And let him bring all his family over?

In just such a short period of time, no one knew what happened that caused such a drastic change in his father's mentality.

"Go!"

Zhou Jiuwa didn't give his son a chance to refuse or ask, and just waved his hand.

He didn't plan to tell anyone about the grain planting, not even his family members. The matter was too serious and it was inevitable that someone would have bad intentions.

"Wang Meng, pull a ox cart for this brother!" When the middle-aged man was going out, Grandpa Bao said to Wang Meng.

After Bao Ye finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Jiuwa and nodded secretly.

Live transparently.

Even if Zhou Jiuwa didn't do it, he would have brought it up.

Again, this is a matter of great importance.

"Thank you, Uncle Bao!" Zhou Jiuwa said gratefully.

The only people left outside the county seat of Qingshan County are the elderly, the weak, women and children. It is very difficult to come here without a car.

"Master Bao, I also want to bring my family here!" At this time, an old man in the crowd stood up and bowed to Master Bao and said.

"Mr. Bao, me too."

"Master Bao, there is also me."

Soon, many people stood up and spoke.

Although they have only been here for one day, these days are better than before the disaster. Why not bring their family over now?
Are they going to let their family members starve in the refugee areas while they have enough to eat?
There was no food at home, and they had to find some leaves and grass roots to fill their stomachs every day. Otherwise, why would they come to the Zhao family?
Three kilograms of food for my family.

They even regarded it as food to buy their lives.

None of these people planned to go back alive this time.

Unexpectedly, not only did he survive, but he was also able to eat enough food, three meals a day.

I couldn't even imagine it before they came.

Even if I am killed by my master in the future, it will be worth it, and I can die with a good life.

It's better than continuing to eat grass roots and leaves.

When Master Bao heard what these people said, he pondered and said, "Wang Meng, you lead the team and run with them, and take all the ox carts with you!"

In fact, Bao Ye had thought of this a long time ago.

He knew that the master had a secret and needed a large number of people for the worship, and he even had some guesses about the reason. However, there was not enough food at home, so he only recruited more than a hundred people.

Now that the head of the family said that there would be no shortage of food at home, the more people the better.

The more people there are and the stronger the head of the family is, the greater the possibility that they can survive in this chaotic world.

After dinner, Zhou Jiuwa found a few people to reclaim the wasteland.

Now he doesn't want to wait even a moment.

The earlier you plant, the earlier you harvest.

He really wanted to see how much grain he could harvest.

Although the master of the house was very firm and there was no need to lie to him, he still felt like he was dreaming.

It’s not that I don’t believe it!

I can't believe it.

Qiangu!!

Subvert his cognition.

Zhou Jiuwa led people to reclaim wasteland.