Jiangmen's direct daughter is busy farming

Chapter 3
Jingyue also smiled and said to her: "Aunt Wu, thank you! But my body is already as good as Brother Wu said! These two days, I want to go to the mountains to have a look. Dozens of acres of fertile land."

For the past few days, Jingyue stayed in her room to recuperate, so she asked her elder brother to find some books about Xi Chaoguo for her to read in her grandfather's study.It was found that although the Xichao Kingdom has a vast territory and rich products compared with other countries, the productivity of the people is low, the farming methods are simple, and the agricultural planting methods are even more monotonous.

In fact, the agricultural production efficiency of this entire continent is very low, and it is precisely because there are so many hungry people that they can't think of a good solution for the time being except launching wars to rob food and territory.The Xichao Kingdom, which has more land and food, has naturally become the target of the other three big countries and the surrounding small countries.

Jingyue knows that in the ancient times when all aspects were backward, the people in order to survive, and the superiors to desire, what they had to do was war.

Jingyue hates war, and she believes that any kind of war can be solved in another way.Those who shout all day that only fighting is the best sword are just to satisfy their own desires. In the end, it is the common people who suffer the most.

When she was in college, Jingyue originally chose to major in art design, but her grandfather insisted on sending her to the Military Academy.In a fit of rage, she chose the most unpopular major in military agriculture, directly confronting the old man, instead of being a soldier, she became a farmer.

She still remembers that when Grandpa knew that he had chosen agriculture, he was so angry that he smashed his most beloved Song Dynasty porcelain vase, which was the only valuable thing in his house.However, the stubborn grandpa and grandson both know each other's limits, so this matter can only be let go.

When the Su family heard that Jingyue wanted to enter the mountain, they all opposed it unanimously.Jingyue is no better than Jingke, she has no kung fu at all, how can she go to the mountains in this late autumn with her thin body!

Jingyue didn't force it either, she had four masters by her side, so she just sneaked out in the future.

Although there were fish and meat on the lunch table, because the cooking technique was simple and there were no side dishes, Jingyue felt that it was very greasy, so she only drank a bowl of fish soup and put it down.

"Yue'er, what's the matter? Is it because the fifth aunt's cooking is not delicious?" Xia Shi also knows that although her cooking skills are the best among her sisters-in-law, she is also from a big family, and she usually has enough food and clothing. Serving, even the number of times Madam Su cooked in the mansion could be counted.

Jingyue didn't want to dampen Xia's self-confidence. She was a certified cook in modern times, and she even had a few private restaurants, so although she wasn't picky about food, she still had a great ability to discriminate.

"Fifth Aunt, no! I've been in good health these past two days, so I shouldn't eat too much! Actually, I have something to tell everyone, I—" Jingyue looked at everyone with some embarrassment.What should she say, she can cook and farm?

At this time, as if seeing Jingyue's embarrassment, Mr. Song put down the bowl and said, "Yue'er, just say what you have, we are your family!"

Taking a deep breath, Jingyue was ready to say: "Actually, I can cook!" Then, Jingyue waited for everyone to ask why she could cook, but after waiting for a while, everyone just glanced at her and smiled, what? She didn't say a word, it seemed that what she said was normal.

Seeing that her family didn't take it seriously, Jingyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Since they didn't ask, she didn't need to say more, and she really didn't know how to say it.Do you want to tell them that the original Song Jingyue is dead and she is just a ghost from another world?Maybe it will be burned!
"Okay, then grandpa will wait for Yue'er to cook, and let me, an old man, taste granddaughter's cooking!" Old man Song rarely showed a kind smile.

"Sister Yue'er, what do you cook? Let's make it tonight, okay?" Song Jingkuan looked at Jingyue anxiously and asked.

Song Zhanming sat beside him, tapped his forehead with the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "Smelly boy, Yue'er is in good health, so you let her cook, how can you be an older brother!"

"That's right, fifth brother doesn't know how much he loves us little sisters!" Song Jingke also chimed in.

Song Jingkuan rubbed his forehead aggrievedly, and glared at Song Jingke angrily: "Stinky girl, when did I miss you?"

"You still dare to call me a stinky girl, seek a beating!" Song Jingke shook hands with Song Jingkuan at the dinner table.

Everyone was not surprised, and continued to pick up their bowls to eat, as if they couldn't see two people fighting back and forth with chopsticks in the air.

Because of the pair of live treasures Song Jingke and Song Jingkuan, the meal was quite lively.

After the meal, the men took their farm tools and went down to the ground, while Su, Sun, and Xia went back to their rooms to embroider to supplement their income. Song Jingke went up the mountain with a basket as soon as she finished eating. Recently, she fell in love with prey. , as for Song Jingyue was forced into the house to rest.

Walking into the room, she saw that Madam Su was embroidering a handkerchief together with Leng Shuang and Leng Yu, while Leng Ye and Leng Mei were watching seriously.From Jingyue's point of view, the two maidservants her grandfather gave her may only know how to wield knives and swords, but not embroidery needles, and even if they do, they may be used to kill people.

"Miss, do you want to rest for a while?" Leng Yu immediately dropped the handkerchief in his hand when he saw Jingyue enter the room, and helped her to the bedside.

"Leng Yu, I'm fine now, don't treat me as a weak little flower, your lady. But, what's the matter with your mouth? Why do I look red and swollen?" No, take a closer look, Leng Yu The small mouth of the cherry is a little congested.

Leng Yu immediately covered her mouth, shook her head embarrassingly and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Jingyue didn't believe her words, so she could only look at Madam Su with questioning eyes.

Su Momo smiled "puchi" and said, "Miss, this girl is fine, but I asked her to help light the fire while cooking. As a result, I blew too hard on the pipe, and my mouth became like this."

"Blowpipe to make fire?" Jingyue knew that in ancient times it was customary to use blowpipe to help fire, but it didn't have to be so hard, the small mouth was almost swollen into a sausage.

Lengshuang also put down the veil, looked at Leng Yu with some amusement, and continued to explain to Jingyue: "It's been raining for the past two days, and the firewood is a bit damp, so it's not easy to light. I asked her to use a fan, but she said it's not easy to use. , you must use a blowpipe."

Jingyue asked with some doubts: "Why don't you use a bellows?"

"Bellows? Miss, what is a bellows?" Everyone in the room looked at her puzzled.

No way, the bellows existed in the Warring States Period!That’s right, the Xichao Kingdom did not exist in history. Through reading books, it seems that there are no imported products such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, peppers, etc., and it is not surprising that there is no bellows.

"Is there anyone in our family who can do carpentry?" Jingyue didn't answer everyone's question, but asked another question.

(End of this chapter)