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Chapter 68 Blushing and Heartbeat
  Xiao Ping complained crazily in his heart. The children of several princes, the children of royal family members, and the children of His Highness's uncle's family. None of these children tried to please him, but he didn't even look at them, and sometimes he was disgusted. You drove people away, and now you say that the Shen family's children are cute?

Xiao Ping felt that His Highness had changed. In the past year, he did not smile as much as in the past two days. In the past, His Highness would only smile often when facing the Emperor. Even in front of the Crown Princess, he was respectful and did not smile much. .

Xiao Yichen put Shen Yun and Shen An down, signaled Xiao Ping to help Shen Zhuoyun cook, and then followed Shen Jia into the Shen family's study.

Xiao Yichen pulled up a chair and sat down, then looked at the Shen family study carefully.

The study is extremely simple, with several landscape paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. Although they are not works by famous artists, the paintings are particularly exquisite. In the paintings, there are undulating mountains and rippling water, as if you can hear the singing of birds in the mountains.

There is a bookshelf placed against the wall, filled with books. There is a huge mahogany table in the center, and a plate of imperial-colored phalaenopsis is placed in the middle of the table. The flowers are blooming just right, like a group of butterflies dancing on the branches, the flowers are spread out, adding charm and fragrance.

Xiao Yichen saw Shen Jia spreading out the paper, picked up the ink stick and started grinding the ink.

Shen Jia gave him an approving look and thought to himself, this kid is quite capable!

One of them is studying ink, the other is writing, and they work together in a tacit understanding, giving them a feeling of peace and tranquility.

Xiao Ping, who sneaked out of the kitchen, saw this scene and his eyes almost fell to the ground.

After Shen Jia wrote the prescription, he drew the tools for making pills and marked the dimensions one by one. Then he began to draw sweet potatoes, peanuts, corn... and other crops. After the drawing was completed, he took out Shen Zhuoyun's paint and applied the colors.

Shen Jia's handwriting is good, but her painting skills are not that good. She can barely make out what they look like. For example, she drew whole plants of corns, peppers, and sunflowers. For pumpkins, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc., she simply drew the seeds. Whether or not they can be found depends on God's will.

Anyway, it’s nothing more than looking for it in coastal places such as Wucheng, Yangcheng, Mincheng, and Hangcheng.

"My level is limited and I can only draw like this. It's up to you whether you can find it or not." Shen Jia said with a stern expression.

Xiao Yichen accidentally touched Shen Jia's head and praised: "The painting is very good. I will send someone to search for it as soon as possible. Just wait for the good news at home."

After Xiao Yichen finished speaking, he ran away before Shen Jia went crazy, as if he was being chased by a ghost.

Shen Jia glared at Xiao Yichen's fleeing back and muttered: Brat! Fortunately you run fast, otherwise you would be more beautiful.

Xiao Yichen walked out of the study room, his heart still pounding, and the tips of his ears were red and bleeding. He secretly cursed himself for being so violent, how could he touch this girl's head randomly, but he didn't regret it at all. action.

While eating, Xiao Yichen secretly glanced at Shen Jia and was relieved when he saw that there was no displeasure on her face.

After lunch, Shen Jia led a group of people carrying hoes to the hillside opposite Shen's house.

This hillside is not big, there are only some weeds on the hillside, so it should be easy to dig.

Terracing the hillside requires digging layer by layer from top to bottom.

Shen Jia first demonstrated how to dig the ground, and then Shen Zhuoyun and Shen Hao followed Shen Jia's example and dug hard with hoes.

Xiao Yichen, Xiao Ping, and Wei Yuming didn't have hoes and could only watch from the sidelines. Shen Jia quit and quickly ran to the seventh uncle's house to borrow three hoes.

Shen Jia was the first to hand a hoe to Xiao Yichen and said: "Xiao Yichen, standing aside and watching has no effect. Only practice can reveal true knowledge. Come over and dig the ground together."

The corners of Xiao Yichen's lips raised slightly, and without saying a word, he reached out and took the hoe, "Please give me Miss Shen's advice."

Shen Jia saw that he was so good at it, and praised: "Yeah! Not bad!" Wei Yuming and Xiao Ping saw Xiao Yichen starting to dig the ground with their hoes, and they did not dare to delay, digging one hoe at a time.

With more people and greater strength, a platform was quickly dug out.

"Dad, go dig ditches to divert water and wet the land with water."

"Okay!"

"Miss Shen, is the water release complete?"

"Not yet, we need to build a field stem and then continue to dig the next layer."

Shen Jia used a sharp hoe to trim the edges to form a field stem that surrounded the new land.

When Shen Jia borrowed the hoe, many villagers raised questions. Shen Jia did not hide it and asked them to witness with their own eyes how the hillside turned into terraces.

Everyone in the village who heard the news came.

Shen Zhuoyun moved very quickly, and soon attracted the mountain spring water. The mountain spring water on the hillside was not small, and it filled a field in a quarter of an hour.

"It worked! It really worked! The hillside turned into fertile farmland!" The villagers cheered loudly with excitement.

Xiao Yichen and County Magistrate Wei were also very happy.

Next, the next level of slope land had to be excavated. Shen Jia didn't want to dig it by himself, so he whispered to Xiao Yichen and Wei Yuming to ask someone to dig it.

Wei Yuming cleared his throat and said: "Is there any villager whose house and food were washed away by the flood, or whose family has no fields? You can apply to rebuild the terraces for twenty coins a day. After they are built, these terraces will be as follows The price of the land will be sold to you, that is, one acre of terraced land only costs five taels of silver."

The price of one acre of good quality paddy field is twelve taels of silver, medium-grade paddy field is eighty taels of silver, inferior paddy field is five taels of silver, and dry land is three taels of silver.

Twenty cents a day can buy six kilograms of rice. Many people must want to earn this money. Shen Jia thought of this problem and proposed to give priority to the victims who were most seriously affected.

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Yuming finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar.

"My house collapsed, is it considered a disaster victim?"

"My wheat seedlings were submerged by floods, and the mud stuck them together. This season's harvest will definitely be much smaller. Are we considered disaster victims?"

"Only the Lu family's house in Beili Village was washed away by the flood. Is it possible that our land in Beili Village requires villagers from other villages to build terraces?"

Seeing that the villagers were getting more and more energetic as they talked, Shen Jia was afraid that Xiao Yichen and Wei Yuming would have objections to them, so he cleared his throat and said: "Grandpas, grandma, uncles and aunts, listen to me, this severe flood has affected the lives of many families in our Yixian County. Their houses and food have been washed away by floods, and they are now facing the miserable situation of having no roof to cover their heads, no rice to cook with, and no clothes to cover their bodies.

Our Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the Emperor, came up with the work-for-relief strategy in order to allow them to get some wages and relieve their urgent needs. You say, we have roof tiles to cover our heads, and we still have rice to cook and clothes to wear. Compete with them for this salary? Think about it for a moment, if we suffered such a serious disaster, what would you do? "

The villagers were basically reasonable people. After hearing Shen Jia's words, they all lowered their heads in shame, feeling that they were really wrong.

The seventh uncle was helped up the hillside by his two grandsons. He happened to hear what Shen Jia said and scolded the villagers.

(End of this chapter)