I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Squatting on the ground, Bai Yunxi held the clods of soil and inspected them for a while. This kind of soil can only be used to grow some coarse grains such as beans, sweet potatoes, and sorghum. Wheat and rice, which require high soil quality, cannot be grown, and there will be no yield if planted.

"Mom, what are you going to plant on this kind of slope?" Bai Anyan looked at his mother's movements and asked the doubts that had been in his heart for a long time. He had wanted to know for a long time, but he never asked.

"We are not planting anything at the moment, let's fertilize the fields first."

There were two bags of fertilizer exchanged last night, and some rotten leaf green manure was transported from the mountains. If the two were combined into one, wouldn't she believe it would turn into fertile fields?

"You continue to open up wasteland, Li, and you come with me into the mountains."

"Hey~, Mom, why are we going into the mountains? Do you still want to find that kind of beets?"

Mrs. Li watched her mother-in-law carrying a basket, picked up the basket and shovel next to her and followed.

'I didn't expect that inconspicuous beetroots can make delicious sugar water. It would be great if I dug some more. ’

Listening to Mrs. Li's thoughts, Bai Yunxi curled her lips.

"I don't know if there are any mothers in the mountains. It's all a matter of luck."

"Mom is lucky, she will definitely come across something good." Mrs. Li smiled and followed her mother-in-law into the mountains.

Standing on the hillside, Baiyun Xi looked down at the vibrant fields below, with working farmers shuttled among them. Beyond the fields, there were scattered houses, which were also the villages where they lived. ♜♗♦

With mountains at its back and a river running through the village, their village is in a really good location.

For farmers, mountains, water and fields are a paradise.

Baiyun Xi looked far away along the Qingshui River. When she got rich, she would definitely buy a few acres of high-quality farmland so that she would no longer have to worry about food.

For now, let’s fatten up the wasteland first.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Bai Yunxi looked at the large pine forest in front of him. There was a thick layer of pine needles falling on the ground. They were soft and soft when he stepped on them. He didn't know how many years they had accumulated.

When he reached a place where pine needles were thick, Baiyunxi squatted down and dug down with a shovel.

When you peel back the dry and soft pine needles on top, you will be greeted by a rotten smell. The moist pine needles are mixed with the soil and turn into rotten branches and leaves. There is a smell of fermentation. Over the years, they form a dark brown color. The soil looks very fertile.

Baiyunxi grabbed a handful, squeezed it, smelled it, and his eyes lit up. This must be the legendary black earth.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Oops, it scared her to death. If she didn't know that they were full before going out, she almost believed that her mother was going to eat dirt.

Baiyunxi didn't pay attention to Li's expression, and pulled away the surrounding dry pine needles, revealing damp and rotten pine needles.

"This is good fertilizer. Dig it into baskets and send it to the fields to fertilize the wasteland. With this, you can plant seeds in the spring next year."

"What? Use this as fertilizer?" Mrs. Li looked at her mother-in-law in surprise, with disbelief in her eyes.

"Yes, this can not only be used as fertilizer, but it is also quite fertile. It is necessary to improve the soil quality of the wasteland."

Baiyunxi said and began to put it into the basket.

In the blink of an eye, a basket was filled with brown corroded pine needles.

Mrs. Li saw that her mother-in-law didn't seem to be joking, so she hesitated and took action.

'My mother-in-law is a scholar and well-informed. She said it can be used as fertilizer, so she is right. ’

There is not much else in the mountains and forests, and there is an inexhaustible supply of rotten leaves.