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After Zhang Su had eaten, he wiped his mouth with a kerchief and walked around to digest.

She had just walked for a while when footsteps came from behind her.

"Head."

Zhang Su: "It's a thought, walk with me."

He immediately responded: "Yeah."

Zhang Su was a little puzzled. She had heard two footsteps just now. Could it be that she had heard it wrong.

Zheng Xianglan picked up the child who fell on the ground and touched the girl's head: "You can't do a single thought every time, why do you fight him again and again."

The girl clenched her teeth without talking, her eyes stared at the two walking in front of her.

Zheng Xianglan was helpless and funny: "Okay, come with me."

The girl shook her hand away and plunged into the night. Zheng Xianglan wants to take care of her son, and dare not chase unscrupulously.

Zhang Su actually didn't know what to say to the teenager, and he had a mature age beyond his age, so Zhang Su sometimes wanted to make jokes with him, but felt wrong.

System: "Host, in such a calm and quiet moment, you may need a Buddhist scripture to wash your mind."

Zhang Suzheng no one saw it in the night, and rolled his eyes to the sky: "My soul is very clean, and I don't need to wash it anymore."

"Master, I"

Zhang Su: "Huh?"

Yi Nian smiled: "It's nothing, I just feel very happy to walk with the boss like this."

Zhang Su suddenly softened his heart: "Little fool."

"If you can always follow the head, you will be a fool at the first thought."

The night wind blew away the dark clouds, and the clear moonlight shattered and fell on the young man's eyes, so real and so touching.

Zhang Su hardly dared to look at it, "What do you know at a young age, it's hard to say so much."

She wanted to make it clear: "Oh, it's windy at night, I've left, and I'm going back. Otherwise, it won't be good if you catch a cold."

Yinian spent some time with her, knowing that some strange words would pop up in her mouth from time to time. Like a cold is similar to the meaning of wind chill.

He strode to follow, "Master, I am strong, and I will keep you out of the wind."

Zhang Su chuckles, "Come on, just your small body, still strong. I just want you to eat more and grow taller, and you will be like a heavy boulder in the future when there is a strong wind and heavy rain. Will not move a minute."

Looking at her deeply, her eyes seemed to be brighter than moonlight at that moment: "As long as the leader hopes, I will do it."

Zhang Su:...

Zhang Su felt that she was a little overwhelmed, and walked back in a hurry. There was a hint of escape from the back.

Her house was built in the center of the crowd. It was the largest and strongest.

Zhang Su lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

System: "The host can't sleep?"

Zhang Su: "Yeah."

System: "The host might as well look at your merit points."

"There is not much to watch." Zhang Su narrowed his mouth and sat up from the bed. The moonlight outside the window fell on the ground, leaving a layer of silver frost, clear and cold.

The source of her merit points is to save people and kill the wicked. When she killed the wicked people, she killed happily, and her merit points were used outside. But these days, the refugee group's food and drink, the purchase of various tools, and the income and expenditure were seriously imbalanced.

It is estimated that most of the merit points that were saved have gone. I don't know how long the remaining merit points can last.

And if she wants to buy seeds for sowing now, then before April or May next year, the food for the refugees will be bought in the system store.

For nearly half a year, no matter how little the consumption of rations for 2,000 people can be saved, it is still a scary figure.

Zhang Su: Why is she so difficult?

The system persuaded: "Let's take a look at the host."

Zhang Su thought to himself, "You are a dog than the system. Tonight, I deliberately didn't want her to sleep well."

She closed her eyes and quickly found her existing merit points.

Zhang Su:! !

She suspected that she had "looked" wrong, and "looked" again.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand... ten thousand?!"

She shook her voice and said, "Yeah, Brother System, you have a bug. There are many merit points on my personal interface, and there are many zeros behind, which scares the baby to death."

system:……

System: "The host is not mistaken, and there is no bug in the system."

"These merit points are earned by you, or in other words, you and others have earned them together."

Zhang Su stunned.

The system explained: “Dig water wells, build houses, settle refugees, and prevent them from being displaced. This also greatly reduces their ability to do evil under the pressure of the harsh living environment. The water in the well can also live other animals in the mountains. All kinds of events are of great merit. So the host has a large number of merit points to be accounted for."

Zhang Su:! !

Merit points can still be earned like this!

"Brother System, why didn't you say it earlier." Knowing that she could earn merit points so easily, why did she suffer the many sins behind.

The system hesitated for a long time before whispering: "The host has picked up a good helper, cherish it."

What it didn't say was that if the host had just walked through, he would know this way of earning merit, I am afraid that the grass at the head of the grave would be two feet tall now.

She was originally the person who came from the peaceful age, and she was still the most passionate little girl, with a righteous heart, magnanimous and upright, and ignorant of evil.

In terms of mind, ten Zhangsu is not worth a refugee.

Zhang Su is not stupid, it's just that sometimes she is trapped by established thinking, and she understands it after a little mention of the system.

If she hadn't been in the refugee group for more than a year and lingered, how could she know how bad people's hearts could be.

Yizi and eating, as she used to be, are just two fluttering words in the textbook.

But to her now, it was a living purgatory on earth, and she didn't dare to recall the horrible picture.

Zhang Su lay back on the bed, his excitement calmed down a lot.

The next day, the sun rose again and the sun shone on the earth. Zhang Su felt the warmth on his body, thinking that today is a good day, so he got up the first sentence: "Brother System, I want to buy wheat seeds. Various vegetable seeds, potatoes, Corn, sweet potatoes, etc., all come in one portion."

System: "Kuoyi^_^"

Then a price list appeared in Zhang Su's mind.

"One catty of wheat seeds = 3 merit points."

"One catty of sorghum seeds = 2 merit points."

"One catty of corn seeds = 2 merit points."

"One catty of corn seeds = 3,500 merit points."

"One catty of sweet potatoes = 4000 merit points."

"One catty of potatoes = 3,500 merit points."

Zhang Su:? ? ?

"Brother System, are you having a problem again?"

Is the price too bad?

System: "Host, this is normal. Because the country under your feet does not have corn, sweet potatoes, or potatoes."

Zhang Su was not convinced: "But I still bought it, only 15 merit points."

System: "Does the host really do not understand, or is acting stupid."

Zhang Su: Oh, Xiao Jiujiu was seen through.

Zhang Su didn't give up: "Yes, can't it be cheaper."

System: "Yes, can't you buy cheap seeds first."

Zhang Su:...

Zhang Su asked them to find a few experienced crops and asked them: "How many catties of wheat seeds are needed for an acre of land."

Several old people looked at each other, with excitement in their eyes. They all knelt in front of Zhang Su: "Back to the head, only 20 catties of wheat seeds are needed for an acre of land." Don't report too much, so as not to scare the head.

Zhang Su: "What is the output?"

The old man respectfully said: "350 Jin." This is a good harvest year, talking about the best harvest.

Zhang Su was shocked, this is too little, it's troublesome.

Zhang Su didn't give up, so he asked someone else

"Back to the head, the harvest has been poor in the past few years, and an acre of land has been exhausted and cultivated for less than 200 kilograms."

"...160 catties per acre..."

"For more than ten years, the weather is going well. I heard someone can produce 375 catties per mu of wheat."

Zhang Su felt that something was cracking and shattered. She trembled and asked the system: "Brother System, tell me what is the production capacity of the wheat seeds sold to me by the system store?"

System: "Minimum 600 catties."

Zhang Su: "Where is the highest?"

System: "1200 catties. Among them, the host will put in fertilizer."

Zhang Su only felt that it was so difficult to plant a land. Moreover, there is no direct proportion between the effort and the gain, and she knows why there are so many refugees.

She calmly said, "Where is the corn, how much is the yield per mu?"

"...Back to the head, the corn harvest should be higher, with a yield of 500 jin per mu." The respondent lowered his head deeply, lest the head would see the panic on his face.

In the past few years, the corn harvest is not good enough. In such a dry land, the corn yield per mu is only 300 catties.

But listen to the sound, the head will not ask these for no reason. Now that he asks, he must want them to sow the ground.

They were originally worried that one day the head was tired of them, they would have to wait for death, but it would be different if they could plant the land.

The leader is so powerful, the seeds he took out must be fairy seeds, and the yield per mu is definitely higher than that of ordinary seeds.