Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Moreover, Man Bao thought quietly that if she could buy a donkey, she would definitely use it for her father and eldest brother first, so that they would not have to work so hard to farm.

Keke: "...What does the host think about growing ginger? It's better than yam, and its value is not low."

Keke even thought about the seeds for her, and he took the initiative to open the mall and search for ginger for her.

There are quite a lot of pages that come out, and the varieties are also different.

Keke scanned the piece of dried ginger in Man Bao's pocket, and quickly found the most similar ones, and put them at the front for Man Bao to see.

The introduction: "Ginger has small pieces and large pieces, and the taste is also different. These five kinds of ginger genes are closest to this time and space. The host can take a look first, and their yields are different."

Man Bao took a look and found that there are five jin and five jin for sale here, and there is no one jin.

However, the price of five pounds is not very high, only ten points.

Man Bao was so surprised, "Why are your ginger pieces so cheap?"

Keke said: "Because it is abundant and easy to reproduce."

In order to fully demonstrate the easy growth of ginger, Keke also told her a story.

"Ginger nuggets have a little story. It is said that in ancient times, ahem, the ancient times of our era should be shortly after your era."

Man Bao: ...So she is an ancient person from ancient times?

Suddenly, Man Bao felt a sense of pride in his heart. What should I do?

Well, I am your ancestor.

"There are two families whose vegetable gardens are adjacent to each other, but they have a bad relationship with each other. One family grows ginger in their vegetable garden, not far from the fence." Keke continued to tell the story, "The other family also She wanted to plant ginger, but because of the bad relationship, it was difficult to ask the other party to plant it, so she spread a layer of dung in her vegetable garden near the ginger field, watered, weeded, and loosened the ground from time to time."

"Before winter, ginger grew from under the fence and sprouted in her home's field. Since then, she has also grown ginger."

Man Bao wows twice in his heart, too surprised.

"So as long as the land is fertile enough, ginger is very easy to grow, and it couldn't be easier."

Man Bao looked at the five-jin pack of Jiang in the mall with a heartbeat, and bought a pack without hesitation.

Keke received the goods for her, stored them in the system, and said, "I sold ginger for money, remember to buy a donkey."

He said, "With the points you get after recording the donkey, you can still buy various useful things in the mall."

Man Bao nodded perfunctorily, already planning in his mind how to plant this ginger.

But she was very curious, "Since ginger is so good, why is there so little? Jiang is so expensive."

"Maybe it's because of the backwardness of information in your era, and the slow circulation of things," Keke said: "There are few people who grow ginger, but they consume a lot. There are many uses for ginger. I have scanned it, and the rich and noble family takes it every day. There is no shortage of ginger for those who come to make tea."

So it's just you poor people who lack ginger.

Man Bao pondered for a while, not knowing what to plan in his mind.

There was a donkey cart, and they were much faster. Everyone went back to the place where they were yesterday, but found that the Laodings had moved forward a lot.

Because the official road has filled a lot of soil, the rested places are much easier to walk, but there is a lot of dust in the past.

When the Laudings saw a donkey cart parked not far from them, and three very familiar little heads emerged from the middle of the cart, they knew that the three children had come again yesterday.

Someone shouted, "Zhou Lang, your younger brother and sister are coming to see you again."

Everyone was so envious of Wednesday Lang.

Man Bao had already jumped out of the car and ran forward with Bai Shanbao carrying a small bookcase. She and Zhou Zhou Lang greeted each other and went straight to the police officer, continuing with yesterday's question.

His heart was sore and swollen, and Zhou Lang, who was trying to persuade his sister not to come tomorrow, was left aside. He: ...

Man Bao said that he would ask everyone, and he really had to ask everyone.

She and Bai Shanbao have very good memories. Anyone who has asked them remembers each other's looks, and can even tell the other's family situation?

Even the number of chickens raised in the family can be clearly inquired.

Wu Wu Lang looked at his sister for a while, and saw that she and the young master of the Bai family were holding their notebooks honestly, asking questions and memorizing things, and ignored them. Together with Saturday Lang, they found a place in the crops next to the road.

Take down the wooden barrels and cauldrons they brought, and the bones are chopped at home, but the radish is still muddy.

On Saturday, Lang left to pick up stones to build a simple stove, while on Friday, Lang carried a bucket to a nearby creek to fetch water.

When they decided on the location of the thatched hut built by Laoding, they chose a place near the water, which was convenient for getting water, so it was not difficult for them to find a water source.

The clerk was originally going to join in the fun next to Man Bao, but when he saw that the movement here was wrong, he had to go over to drink and stop. What was the trouble?

Man Bao took a moment to glance at it, and then waved his small hand to the officer who passed by, "Big brother, don't go and help, my fifth brother may have done it."

The clerk couldn't help but stop and asked, "What are they doing?"

Man Bao said, "Boiled broth."

She said: "Yesterday we came to see that everyone was eating cold buns and drinking cold water. If you work with my third brother, then it will be the same as my brother. I am so distressed, so I just go home and I told my parents, I want to make broth for you, so that even if the buns are cold, the hot soup can warm your stomach."

Man Bao said: "Don't worry, it's very cheap, a bowl is only two cents, and the eldest officer will be going to eat it later."

The officer's eyes widened, and after a while, he realized that they had come here for business.

He was a little skeptical, "Is it really broth? Didn't we boil a pot of boiling water to fool us?"

Man Bao was unhappy, "Brother officer, am I that kind of person?"

The clerk didn't say anything, but he didn't stop him any more.

Forget it, as long as they don't make trouble on official roads and hinder them from building roads, what is the big deal just to build a stove in the ground next to them?

Man Bao knew that they would have a rest at noon, so he was not in a hurry. After asking ten people, Bai Shanbao said that they put away the notebook after their little hands were a little sore, and planned to take a rest before writing.

After all, Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang are the only ones who can write decently now.

Bai Erlang has a more interesting project today, and now he is all over the place to help Saturday Lang pick up firewood, and he doesn't want to listen to those parents, so the notes are all made by Bai Shanbao alone.

After all, Bai Shanbao was young and his hands were tender, so he was tired of writing after a while. Man Bao also remembered their broth, so he swallowed and dragged Bai Shanbao over to join in the fun.

Wu Wu Lang came back with water, the cauldron had been placed on the clods and racked, poured the water into it, and then threw the washed pork bones in. Wu Wu Lang closed the lid and let Lao Liu set the fire.