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

Chapter 215 Zhang Xiaolan Tips Her Daughter

The pillars along the way couldn't hide their excitement. They had always heard that the melons, fruits and vegetables in Youzhou Nanzhen were growing well, but they never thought that seeing it with their own eyes, the endless fields turned out to be so pleasing to the eye.

"The curtain is about to be broken by you!"

Jing Yuan shook his head and sighed as he watched the curtain that he had lifted countless times along the way.

"Brother-in-law, you two are really good. The vegetables in this field grow better than the green hills. It seems that the dark soil is really suitable for farming."

"Hey, you kid still knows about black soil!"

"No, I learned a lot by staying with my eldest niece." He thought to himself that during his previous days in Qingshan, his eldest niece, Celery, helped him take care of a lot of things, and now that he really has to take care of himself, he still feels a little bit drummed in his heart.
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Yuzhou~
Inside the magistrate's house~
"Mother, look at the total output of the grain harvested here, which is not as good as that of Youzhou, but now we have finally planted sweet potatoes. I believe we can survive the harvest in these two days."

Yes, I can get through it.

Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh, the population of 20 is all crowded in Yuzhou, but Alexander~
Fortunately, I finally caught up with a season of rice and a season of sweet potatoes, otherwise I would really have to drink the northwest wind.

Celery was in a good mood and was planning her calculations, planning to ask General Xiao to send someone to allocate the food for each household in advance, so as not to be able to go out due to snow in the future.

"You, you are a quick-tempered person. What you should do here, you did everything for him. Then what are they doing with the moon silver? Why don't you take advantage of this ration to see who is honest and dishonest? It also happens to be a personal test."

She watched her daughter count up the roster, and she knew that her daughter had decided to give out food, so she opened her mouth directly. After all, there are some things that my daughter is not very familiar with, so she should mention it a little bit. .

"Mother thought so thoughtfully." Celery couldn't help but burst into tears, and her mood instantly rose to a higher level.

Since the election of Lizheng in every village in the past two days, she and her mother have been thinking that there is no suitable candidate for the county magistrate or mayor. Taking charge of the post of county magistrate and town mayor also avoids the risk of randomly finding local people to be officials.

After all, these people are still the people of the Luohe River, and it is always good to be careful when sailing for thousands of years.

Small officials can sit around, but those who hurt the common people can't.

"Let's go, don't be stuffy in the room, go out and get some air."

Zhang Xiaolan smiled and snatched her daughter's abacus away, took her hand and walked out of the yard together.

The cold wind blowing wantonly on the face outside made Celery shiver uncontrollably...

"Fasten your cloak."

"it is good."

The mother and daughter just walked together in the market holding hands.

"Hey, isn't there no one? Why are there so many shops open?" Celery couldn't help being curious.

"It makes you look up and settle accounts in the stuffy room all day long. In the past two days, many merchants have come one after another. They are all from Youzhou, Dujuncheng, and Qingshan. It also saves the people here to buy something. Neither way."

"But where did they get the money to buy it?" Qin Cai couldn't help thinking that the people in Luohe had "fleeed".

"You child, don't think too badly of them. Although they are prisoners, the people in Luohe are rich after all. Even if their family and country are gone, they still have money in their hands."

Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help but popularize the real Luohe to her, otherwise how could that pile of wealth be piled up like a mountain.

(End of this chapter)