Nongmen eldest sister: full-level bosses go to escape and farm

Chapter 139 Golden Autumn
Seeing so many fresh vegetables, Mu Zhixu's appetite suddenly increased. She decided that today is cold noodles.

Mother Cheng asked what cold noodles are?

Mu Zhixu taught them by himself, took out the cooked noodles, put them in cold water, and poured some sesame oil on them for later use.

Cut the washed cucumbers into thin cucumber shreds, shred the carrots, and the mung bean sprouts from home. After passing through the boiling water, take them out and put them in cold water.

The peanuts are deep-fried, and then a bowl of red chili oil is fried, the chives are chopped, and the coriander is also chopped.

Cold noodles are the staple food, and a few side dishes have to be prepared, such as vegetarian fried bean sprouts, loofah egg soup, and a plate of egg pancakes, and the meal is ready.

It's just right to eat like this in summer.

"Zhixu, I want to learn." Mu Zhihe ate cold noodles, his eyes lit up.

"It's very simple, just let Mother Cheng teach you."

"Sister, this is delicious!" Zhixia's mouth puffed up, "Let's eat this again when my brother and the others come back."

"Okay." Mu Zhixu put some more peanuts on Zhixia.

The family had a great time.

Mingzhong and the others also whetted their appetites, and each of them ate two large bowls, not counting side dishes.

In a blink of an eye, Mu knew that the land behind Xu's house had also been reclaimed.

By the way, she asked the people who cleared the land to plant the flowers.

The flower seeds have been soaked in the spiritual spring water and have germinated, and they will grow out soon.

She also specially retting the flower fertilizer based on her experience.

After the flower garden was planted, it was time for the autumn harvest. Mu Shen and Yuan also took ten days off for autumn harvest.

Ming Zhong went to pick them up.

Everyone in the village is busy with the autumn harvest, but what everyone is most interested in is the rice in Mu Zhixu's field.

Estimated by the naked eye, the yield per mu is almost twice that of other people's land.

Mu Zhixu looked at the sky and decided to accept Zhuangzi's first.

Their family and a few maidservants went to Zhuangzi, first to the small Zhuangzi.

Luo Zhuangtou had already brought people to wait.

"Boss." Luo Zhuangtou smiled, "This year's harvest is good."

There are a total of 85 mu of paddy fields in Zhuangzi. If they all have a good harvest...the two families will get a lot of food.

Mu Zhixu nodded, "Are you ready? If so, let's start right away."

She had already asked Ting Mo and Ting Hua to go to Zhuangzi next door, and called the Wan family and the Feng family over.

Bring the guy what.

If everything is prepared, start immediately, and it is estimated that the rice will be harvested in about two days.

"Ready." Luo Zhuang bowed his head.

The autumn harvest is all about robbing. If the weather changes at this time and it rains heavily, all the rice will be soaked and it will be in vain.

Everyone is already ready.

Mu Zhixu nodded, "Then let's start."

The golden ears of rice in the field are bent and full of grains. This year is really a harvest year.

In particular, Mu Zhihe and Mu Shen felt the joy of a bumper harvest for the first time after experiencing a severe drought and years of war.

A few people were like wild horses running wild, sweating profusely in the fields, having a great time.

Mu Zhixu didn't care. On the contrary, she was very happy that after her younger brother went to school, he didn't become sluggish and couldn't distinguish grains.

Everyone is infected with this joy and is full of energy.

A group of people has a clear division of labor, cutting rice and threshing rice.

Both Mu Zhixu and Ting Mo Xuezhan went to the ground to experience the joy of the harvest.

However, I am happy now. At night, everyone grimaced in pain looking at the red and swollen calves and palms.

Fortunately, Mu Zhixu had a good medicine, which saved him from suffering more.

Of course, this is something to say later, everyone has been busy all day, and more than 80 acres of rice have been harvested.

Sure enough, there are many people.

Mu Zhixu personally watched the weighing.

"Boss, the average yield per mu is two stones!" Luo Zhuang's eyes were red, obviously very excited.

Two stones!What a bumper year.

Mu Zhixu frowned, two stones!That is 240 catties, which is too low.

Everyone saw that Mu Zhixu was frowning, and the joy in his heart was diluted. Luo Zhuangtou thought that Mu Zhixu didn't understand, and said earnestly, "Master, it is not easy to achieve such a high yield. It’s also growing well, last year it was only a little bit more.”

They tended the place with care, and everyone was very happy with the output.

Mu Zhixu, "Well, it's really good, but... next year, I won't use this kind of grain. What to use, first harvest the grain from another village, and then go to the village to talk about it."

Don't let them see it with their own eyes, no one will believe it.

Luo Zhuang opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, "Yes!"

Although the boss is young, he has a plan in his heart.

After eating a simple meal, Mu Zhixu looked at everyone, "It's too late today, everyone go to bed early, and tomorrow morning, go to the next Zhuangzi to harvest rice."

On the other hand, she took her family and went out with Wan Jiafeng's family to rest at Zhuangzi.

There is a yard in that village, and they left their bedding here last time they came here, so they can live wherever they want.

The next day was another busy day, and today was even later. This Zhuangzi needed a few more acres of land.

The output is also about the same. Everyone is very satisfied, but Mu Zhixu doesn't feel anything.

After two days of busy work, except for Mu Zhixu, Mu Shen and the others were a bit listless. Everyone was indeed tired these two days.

She laughed, and originally said that everyone should rest for a day, but Luo Zhuangtou, Wan Li and others have said that they are afraid of rain, so why don't they go home and talk about it.

So a group of people went to Xiushui Village mightily.

Of course the horse-drawn carriage couldn't fit so many people, but for Zhuangzi's sake, Mu Zhixu bought an ox from each Zhuangzi, equipped it with an ox cart, and went to the yamen to file a report.

The women rode in bullock carts while the men walked.

When the people in the village were about to go to the field in the early morning, everyone had arrived.

Mu Zhixu took people to the field, because there were so many people and attracted people's attention, soon curious people from the village followed to see the excitement.

They were also curious about the yield of Mu Zhixu's few acres of land.

As soon as Luo Zhuangtou and the others arrived in the field, their eyes widened when they saw the heavy ears of rice.

At this moment, they all understood why the two shi per mu was not surprising to the boss/girl.

Mu Zhixu curled his lips, "Let's go, let's see how many acres of land I produce later."

Luo Zhuangtou and the others immediately rolled up their sleeves and went to the ground.

Because there were so many people, Mu Zhixu and others were waiting by the field.

The village chief came over panting, "Mu girl, are you going to start harvesting rice?"

In the past few days, people in the village have been scrambling to collect them, but there was no movement in the Mu family. He was so anxious that his mouth was blistering.

Afraid of a heavy rain.

"Well, I went to Zhuangzi first these two days."

"Your yield may be four stones per mu!" The village chief's eyes fell on the rice, and he couldn't bear to look away.

It would be great if rice like this was planted in every village.

"I don't know yet, but soon." Mu Zhixu probably had an estimate in his heart.

The yield per mu of modern rice is scary.

She is just a child.

(End of this chapter)