Mu Yangling opened the sack to look, rubbed the light brown seeds, and asked, "Is this a forage seed?"

Fan Zijin nodded, "These are enough for you to plant 60 acres of land, take it back."

Mu Yangling asked hesitantly: "This thing is so kind, just sprinkle it on?"

"..." Fan Zijin looked at her seriously, "Do you think I will understand?"

"...Then I'll just sprinkle it, anyway, it's grass, it won't grow long, right?"

Fan Zijin thought for a while and said, "Grass can be seen everywhere, even if it is trampled on, it can grow well, so just sprinkle it casually."

Mu Yangling felt relieved when he saw him thinking the same way. He carried the seeds on his back and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he turned around and asked, "Where are Qi Haoran and my father?"

Fan Zijin frowned, "This is a military secret, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Mu Yangling sighed, turned and left without asking any further.

On the contrary, Fan Zijin looked at her back in surprise, he thought she would be twisted to the end.

Mu Yangling has been to the camp twice, and not only can't see her father, but Qi Haoran, who must have appeared every time, has also disappeared. She is not a fool. She was a soldier in her previous life, so she naturally knows that they will meet Zhuang Dawei's line What to do, but just because I know, I can't help but ask one more question.

Mu Yangling gave up and didn't ask, Fan Zijin became uneasy. After thinking about it, he asked the person who helped Mu Yangling to grow corn to help along with him, by the way, to see how Mu Yangling was feeling.

Those veterans had never planted pasture. Mu Yangling said that they would plant grass directly, and they followed suit. Xiuhong also brought Xiulan and Bowen to help. A group of people planted a lot of grass, and they finished the work in one day.

Mu Yangling waved goodbye to the veterans and patrolled the field, kicking some more grass from time to time.

When Ma Liu went into the city to sell the rabbit, everything was settled when she heard the news, she could only stomp and shout, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back, you kid, aren't you spoiling things?" Ma Liu Shi ran over and pulled Mu Yangling's ears up and let her look up at the sky, "Are you planting grass or feeding birds?"

Mu Yangling opened his mouth, "Birds eat grass seeds?"

Ma Liu glared at her, Mu Yangling could only look at Xiuhong, and the children shrank their hands and listened honestly.

Looking at the seeds on the ground, and then at the pitiful children, my aunt couldn't scold even if she was so angry that she could only think about the remedy, and finally said, "While the sky is still alive," she said. Hei, you guys go back with me and stick a few scarecrows to stick them in, and tomorrow you are not allowed to go anywhere, just come here with sticks to chase down the birds."

Mu Yangling looked at the vast sixty acres of land, and suddenly his feet went soft.

Xiuhong and the three also looked at Mu Yangling pitifully.

Mu Yangling stammered: "Even if birds eat seeds, they probably won't be able to eat much, so much..." Under Ma Liu's stare, the next words could not be said, Mu Yang Ling can only say that tomorrow will come to catch the birds.

It just rained lightly that night. It was the first spring rain since the beginning of this year. Ma Liu's family didn't even bother to cook, so he stood under the eaves and looked up at the fine spring rain, and said happily: "It's really too much. Well, after this spring rain, wheat and rice should all be able to grow." Thinking of the grass seeds just sown, he said to Mu Yang with joy, "You are lucky, you just happened to meet this spring rain, okay? , the work in the ground can be put down first."

Mu Yangling breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and Mu Yangling finally realized it. This spring rain fell on and off for two days. When Mu Yangling went to the ground to look again, the wheat seeds had broken through the soil and popped out. The grass seeds even sprouted.

And the rice in the rice nursery field is already green. According to my aunt's estimation, it will be ready for transplanting in more than 20 days.

Well, before that, Mu Yangling had to drain the water and raked the land again to turn the land into fields. Thirteen mu of fields required a lot of work.

And my aunt felt that they had time to work as intensively as possible, not as rough as wheat.

"The thirteen acres of fields have to be fertilized. Tomorrow I will go to the city and ask someone to see if I can buy enough fertilizer. A-Ling, you can just rak the fields. My aunt will handle the basic fertilizer."

"fertilizer?"

Auntie glared at her, "It's Yexiang, didn't I tell you last time, one penny per barrel, I have to find someone to talk about the price, it's better to get a penny per barrel."

"Auntie, you won't just dump it into the field after you buy it, right?" Mu Yangling asked quickly.

"Otherwise, what else do you want? When you turn back and pour it in, you rake it again, let the fat eat into the field, and the rice you plant will grow back well."

Mu Yangling couldn't accept it anyway, and said, "Let's make peace with pond mud like last time."

"Is that so? Last time, the mud in the pond was only to make up the number. The mud in the pond is so hard that it is not as good as the mud in the ground."

Mu Yangling said solemnly: "Auntie, the pond mud is made of silt, which is very nutritious and much better than the mud in the ground. This is what the book says. We still use pond mud and Yexiang to dry it. Then spread it into the fields, and that's how it was decided."

Mu Yangling ran away.

Ma Liu couldn't stop it at all. Although she had never seen or heard of using pond mud and fertilizer, she no longer objected to Mu Yangling saying that she had read it in a book.

Mu Yangling was blocked by Yan Mo before he ran out, "Miss Mu, my son is looking for you everywhere."

Mu Yangling smiled and said: "You are talking nonsense again, it is not easy to find me? I am at home, in the field or in the mountains, in three places, where can I find it everywhere? Tell me, what is your son looking for me?"

Yan Mo smiled, skipping the previous question and said directly: "My son said that there are more than 100 little rabbits accumulated in the camp, and I ask you when you can take over. Every day in our camp, some people will be assigned to go up the mountain to help. You mow the grass, this manpower is a little short."

Mu Yangling opened his mouth slightly, turned his head and pointed to the half-finished shed in the yard, "Do you think this shed can hold rabbits? It was agreed at the beginning that I would take over until my pasture grows up, and now I am pasturing. sprouting."

Yan Mo smiled and said: "Miss Mu, isn't this not enough of a house in the camp?" After speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "You should help, my son and the fourth son did not let the eldest son know about these things. , the eldest son will come to inspect the camp tomorrow, if you see the son and the fourth son doing these things in the camp, you will not be angry."

Mu Yangling said incredulously: "Didn't Qi Haoran ask General Qi to ask for many soldiers who can hunt? How could General Qi not know?"

"Fourth Young Master only said that he wanted them to bring people into the mountains to catch hares for the people in the camp to beat their teeth. He didn't say anything about doing business. Now that the food in each camp is tight, the eldest son didn't stop him. Miss Mu, Young Master will not agree to Young Master and Fourth Young Master doing business."

Then didn't she lose her life?

She had to help them cover it up anyway, and Mu Yangling agreed without thinking, "But my shanty town is only half-built, so let's go back and tell your son to let him send some people over to help me. , I can get it done in two hours, and it will probably clear tomorrow, and he has to help me build ten shacks in the pastoral area." Seeing Yanmo's eyes widened, he said, "I don't take him for nothing. It’s cheap, how about I give him the rabbit in the first column for nothing, or just count it as the income of the five battalions?”

"This little one has to go back and ask the son what he means."

"Go, go, I'll wait here."