Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 715 Newcomer, New Atmosphere 1
Just when everyone was about to start busy farming, the temperature suddenly dropped again one night. When everyone rushed to the tea field in the morning, some of the leaves of the tea seedlings had shrunk and discolored.

Cheng Huan blamed himself very much for this. If he could detect the temperature drop as soon as possible, using magic might reduce the loss, but without the eye of the sky, who can control it.

He had no experience and didn't know whether the tea seedlings were frostbitten. Song Fanhua still asked Xiao Jiu and Cheng Huan to use magic to experiment on a small piece of land in the middle of the night, and then waited for the tea seedlings to die. is live.

The idea of ​​hiring someone earlier popped up again in Song Fanhua's mind. Just as he was about to go out, news came from the capital that in order to enrich the national treasury, the agricultural tax was increased again, and for the first time there was an increase in arable land. tax statement.

Song Fanhua didn't say much. After leaving the money for Song Che, he set off for Shengtian the next day, but Cheng Huan knew that the money on Song Fanhua's body was decreasing day by day, and it was almost unbearable.

A few days after he left, some yamen servants came from the fields, in the name of collecting taxes, and even asked for tea seedlings.

After Song Fuhua left, Cheng Huan began to wait in the tea field every day. Seeing the yamen servants being arrogant and domineering, she would definitely not let them have a good time according to her previous temper, but now the court is fatuous, and there is nothing she can do about it.

Cheng Huan took out the money and gave each person an extra tael of silver on the grounds that the tea seedlings had not yet matured and would be easy to die after transplanting, so the government servants were willing to let them go.

After all, they are still rich, but the poor people in the village don't even have money for farming because of this ridiculous land tax.

This spring day, the originally happy village fell into depression. Then there were a few more rice noodle manufacturers in the village, but the business was highly competitive, and there was no profit there. Some people even lost money after making rice noodles.

Some of the tea seedlings whose leaves were discolored due to cooling earlier survived and some died. After one winter, there were originally more than 20 mu of tea seedlings, but now there are less than [-] mu of tea seedlings left.

The loss of several acres of golden tea seedlings made Cheng Huan and Song Fanhua feel very uncomfortable under this pressure.

Five days later, Song Fanhua came back from Shengtian and brought a person with him. Cheng Huan was very surprised to see the person who came, and that person turned out to be Cen Qi who had helped her.

After Song Fanhua arrived in Shengtian, he met Cen Qi by accident. When he learned that they had encountered difficulties, Cen Qi quit his job and came to Hongtu Village with Song Fanhua.

The Song family entertained and prepared a banquet, Cheng Huan also expressed his thanks, Cen Qi smiled and said: "Actually, I only know superficially.

This time I came here mainly because I heard Fanhua said that the tea seedlings had frostbite, so I hurried over to see if there was any chance of recovery.
Just now I went around the tea fields, and I did suffer from frostbite, but it is not easy to survive so many in the first year.

In the past two years, there were also people planting in Shengtian, and they all died in the winter.

As for those frostbitten tea seedlings, I see that the situation is not completely incurable. After eating for a while, we immediately go to work in the field, cut off the dead tea tree branches and leaves, and then fertilize them for rescue. Maybe there is still a chance of life! "

"I looked at those half-dead tea trees, and I was so worried. After hearing Uncle Cen's words, I finally got the bottom line!" Cheng Huan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)