Happy peasant girl

Chapter 54 The Legend of Purple Soil
Hearing what Shen Han said, Lin Qingxi paused for a while with the hand holding the sweet potato. If Shen Han didn't say it, she really wouldn't know that Wei Xuan and Shen Han would leave here soon.

Although at the beginning these sudden appearances made her a little uneasy, but after getting along with each other, Shen Han with a true temperament and Wei Xuan with a cold face and a warm heart have been regarded as her family members and elder brothers by her. To leave, there is still loss and reluctance in my heart.

"Look at what you said, I'm your little junior sister, how can I treat you badly! Little Fuzi, bring me two bigger bamboo baskets! Brother Wei Xuan, Brother Chen Han, if you like this sweet potato, I will let it Someone sent it to the capital for you, anyway, I will never forget you two if I have something good here!" Lin Qingxi tried to make her voice sound lighter.

"Hey, Sister Xi'er, let's send someone to pick it up! You may not understand that there are more than me and Seventh Senior Brother in the capital. You're definitely going to make a fuss here!" Shen Han's head hurt when he thought of those senior brothers in the capital who were always "fighting and fighting".

If they knew that there were so many delicious foods in Linqingxi, or that Linqingxi's outstanding talents had spread to their ears, this small Linjia village would probably have a few more difficult people.

Lin Qingxi still doesn't quite understand the meaning of Shen Han's words at this time. According to her principles of dealing with people, these seniors and seniors are all the same in her eyes, and she will naturally treat them fairly, but sweet potatoes are not suitable now. There was a lot of publicity, so I didn't transport more to the capital.

Wei Xuan didn't speak all the time, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Lin Qingxi and Shen Han quietly. At this moment, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

Lin Shifu brought two bamboo baskets according to Lin Qingxi's instructions, and Lin Qingxi filled each basket with half a basket of purple potatoes and half a basket of sweet potatoes, and asked Lin Shifu to keep an eye on them until they left When the time comes, send them to the places where they live.

After several people outside the house put all the sweet potatoes into the cellar, Linqingxi asked two girls, Lin Liule and Lin Wuan, to wash one of the baskets of sweet potatoes, and then steam them with clean water. Throw them directly into the fire in the hearth, just pay attention to turning them over when the fire is burning.

Lin Qinghe, Lin Qingmu and Shen Han were all very interested in sweet potatoes, so they followed Lin Liule and Lin Wu'an to help out in the kitchen, actually looking for a chance to try them first.

Lin Qingxi and Wei Xuan went to the main hall where they were discussing ten thousand acres of purple soil, but when the two of them approached, they heard a not-so-intense argument coming from inside.

"Grandpa, this [-] mu of purple soil belongs to my sister, and it is the best field for growing purple potatoes. How can we not open up wasteland! Is it because of those curses and rumors?" Lin Qingfei's current vision and thoughts are not good. As narrow as before, he is not afraid of any curses, most of the time people scare themselves, but in fact there is nothing wrong with it.

"Sanlang, for hundreds of years in our state of Chu, people have been very particular about not planting purple soil. How can we break this rule. Purple soil is a cursed land, and even today's emperor taboos it. How can we ordinary people and The Holy Majesty is against you!" Linyuanshan did not expect that Lin Qingfei and Lin Qingxi would complete the land deed of [-] mu of purple soil without telling their family members. He was angry with his grandson and granddaughter, and also feared that if the court pursued it, Their family can't afford it!

"Uncle Yuan, at this time and at that time, although purple soil has always been regarded as an ominous soil, it was because of word of mouth. The curse should not be taken seriously, not to mention that it is also an extraordinary time. Didn't Xi'er say that the purple soil Soil is the best land for growing purple sweet potatoes. I believe everyone here has seen the yield of purple sweet potatoes in sandy land. Think about it, if it is planted on purple soil, the yield will be higher. Ten thousand mu of purple soil, This is not a small amount!" Ever since he saw the high-yield things grown in Linqingxi, Lu Zhiming had more confidence in her farming ability.

"Mr. Lu, please forgive Zhongguo's blunt words. In our poor countryside, sometimes a few gossips and rumors can destroy a person. Two days ago, because of the tofu recipe, Caojia Village and Linjia Village had a big fight Many villagers were injured, and now the tofu business in the village is not good. If you open up wasteland on the purple land at this time, you will point the finger at Xi girl. Even if you open up wasteland in the name of Mr. Zhang, I am afraid that the villagers and clan members Neither will agree."

What Lin Zhongguo said was more realistic, and Linyuan Mountain also thought of his worries. This is not a question of whether the purple soil can be farmed, but that opening up wasteland and farming on the purple soil will cause very big troubles.

"What you said makes sense, and this is indeed a problem." After careful consideration, Zhang Xian also felt that the matter was not that simple, and if someone in the capital made a big fuss about it, not only did they not relieve His Majesty's worries, but they might even add to his troubles .

It's not that Lu Zhiming hasn't considered other issues, but in his opinion, compared to being able to feed thousands of people, other issues are not a problem. Only by solving this primary issue can he really solve the worries for the Holy One .

"Brother, can you think of a way to stop some people's mouths!" When necessary, Lu Zhiming would rather choose a more ruthless method. Maybe the world doesn't know that he, a bright magistrate, also has a dark side.

"Some people's mouths are easy to block, but how can the people in the world block their mouths? Besides, once purple soil planting starts, it must be persisted for a long time, otherwise its beginning will be meaningless! Alas, even the current emperor thinks that purple soil The soil is inauspicious, and it is indeed a bit difficult!" After Zhang Xian returned to Beijing, he once told Huai Shaozhi about planting purple soil, and Huai Shaozhi also tested the meaning of the emperor when he entered the palace to meet the emperor. It's a pity that the Holy Majesty also believed that the disaster of Chu State was caused by the curse of Zitu.

Lin Qingfei saw the embarrassment on the faces of several people, but he was actually very anxious. Recently, he has been reflecting on the actions of the people in the village of Linjia over the years, as well as the clan rules of the Lin clan that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

The result of reflection is that the people of Linjia Village and the Lin clan must change in order to prosper. If they still follow the old rules, they are always afraid of causing trouble, afraid of offending others, or being too lenient and being too kind to the enemy. Then you can only always follow behind others.

But many things can't be done by one person alone. For example, now, he thinks that Zitu is cursed. Nothing.

From this moment on, Lin Qingfei realized that if a person wants to be successful without being controlled by others, he must have enough power. This power can be power, talent, or money... also from this moment, He is determined to accumulate and cultivate enough strength for himself and his family.

When Lin Qingxi and Wei Xuan walked into the room, the discussion about purple soil temporarily fell silent. Looking at the frowning people, Lin Qingxi and Wei Xuan didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)