Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 118

Originally, I thought it would take several days to harvest, but now I only harvest the mature rice, so I don't have to bend over to cut the rice, so the speed is naturally much faster.

"No, it will be finished in two days."

Yuan Kui was amazed again and again, this was the first time he saw this method, he didn't expect his wife to be smarter than he imagined, before he always felt that his wife was not worthy of his master, but now he respected his wife even more.

Even these days, he unconsciously took Master Huzi to practice well, which can be regarded as making up for his snorting towards his wife.

Jing Yuan looked at this batch of medicinal materials from the back mountain, and they were planted at about the same time as at the bottom of the mountain. Counting the days, the medicinal materials are like rice, not like melons and fruits, which can mature in half a month.

This is also good, the medicinal materials and rice can be harvested together.

It's just that the rice is harvested first, and the hills haven't had time yet~
After arriving at the boundary of Songshan County, Miao Zichang heaved a sigh of relief. The time for rushing over this time was much slower than usual, and there were many women, children and family members of the brothers accompanying him this time.

Even the carriage has increased by four times as much as before.

After all, this is almost the last trip this year, and I am not as anxious as before, and the accompanying people are mighty~
Look carefully, there is actually a crowd following the carriage, driving cattle, sheep and piggies~
He looked at the sky and reckoned that he would arrive early tomorrow morning.

Zhang Xiaolan searched in the rice fields, but she didn't see Jing Yuan, so she went back the same way, and went to see the newly built house next door. In a few days, it would all be over, and just in time Move into the new house before winter.

Not to mention, after this group of craftsmen came, this craftsmanship is really not built. It is completely different from the previous group of people. I thought it was bigger, more spacious, and more stylish, but it can be repeated day by day. Looking at it for a day, it seems that the smell is wrong.

If Jing Yuan hadn't said that these craftsmen were the descendants who specialized in building the palace, she couldn't help exclaiming that this was too awesome.

No wonder it was able to make this house unique and magnificent, and it gave people a feeling of inviolability. It turned out that it was a capable person who specially built the palace.

She didn't get too close, and just looked at the two-storey house from the outside of the courtyard. Every carving on the windows and wooden doors was beautiful and exquisite. Although it hadn't been painted yet, she could already imagine what it would look like after it was painted.

Looking at the pile of stone masonry steps, which accumulate layer by layer until the feeling of towering buildings, but looking around, except for the golden flooded rice fields and those mud-walled thatched houses, they are a bit out of place with this village.

However, it doesn't matter, because this area will soon become the center of the imperial city in the future, and the houses here will improve little by little, so what matters right now is not grandeur, but the livelihood of the people.

After watching all this, she continued to go back to the small courtyard next door, watching the three children laying around practicing calligraphy as intently as she had left, her heart did not feel warm, and she stepped into the courtyard faster.

"Mom, I finished writing"

Huzi hurriedly handed her the words he had written in front of him.

Wei Cheng on the side couldn't help but hold the finished article in his hand, waiting for his boss to pass it after he had finished reading Huzi.

At this moment, Celery has also finished calculating the individual abacus and mental calculation formula that her mother gave her, and is silently writing the formula, waiting for a while when no one is there, and then showing it to her mother.

(End of this chapter)