Datang god-level small farmer

Chapter 26 I'm not going to be a copywriter, but my strength doesn't allow it

The rich people nowadays are really more and more incomprehensible. If they don’t enjoy their blessings, they have to go to the fields to farm in hot weather. Could it be that there is something wrong with their brains?
The more Tian Zhuzi thought about it, the more frightened he felt.

"Brother Zi'an, thank you for your hard work, take care!"

After the guy finished speaking, he turned his head and ran away.

"Young man, I really have you, the old man remembers you!"

Fang Xuanling was in a good mood, and yelled something from behind, which made Tian Zhuzi tremble in fright, and ran even faster under his feet.

"This child, isn't he so happy and stupid?"

Fang Xuanling was more and more satisfied with Tian Zhuzi's "simpleness", and nodded approvingly, he is really good, he is a good boy!
"This is the potato—"

Four people squatted there, one holding a potato, stroking it carefully, as if holding some precious egg.

"Sure enough, it's a new crop, and it's different from the previous crops—"

Fang Xuanling was the prime minister, he was well-informed, and at a glance he found that the round thing in front of him was indeed a new type of crop.

"These bastards are really lucky, this time they will make a great contribution!"

Regardless of whether this new type of crop is high-yielding or not, the credit is already a certainty.

Fang Xuanling glanced enviously, and Cheng Yaojin, whose mouth was almost grinning to the back of his head, felt some liver pain inexplicably.If it was his son who was good last night, today's credit would not be taken away from his own son.

"Hahaha—that is, that is, don't you look at whose son this is—"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed with his arms crossed.

Fang Xuanling felt that his liver hurt even more.

"Is this thing really so productive?"

Fang Xuanling asked again in disbelief.

"Not only is it high-yielding, it's also delicious——"

Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen showed off in a strange way, and while showing off, they sucked their saliva forgetfully.

As soon as the two of them spoke, Liu Zian knew it was not good.

Sure enough, the next moment, they were kicked out by their father.

"Bastard thing, such a precious thing, it's too small to treat as a seed, yet you actually eat it..."

The two of them wished they could slap themselves and make you feel bad, this beat you hard.

"Why are you standing there stupidly, why don't you roll over and plant potatoes!"

Seeing that the two people were still watching evasively, Cheng Yaojin wanted to beat them up.

The two 1.7-meter-eight tall men obediently came over to grow potatoes like little rabbits.

Fang Xuanling and others didn't know how to plant, and they didn't dare to plant indiscriminately. Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen each brought their own fathers, and Fang Xuanling returned to Liu Zian.

A kind of potato, Cheng Chubi and others who had wronged Bala just now, suddenly became majestic, their small breasts stood out like a big rooster.

"Space between trees, distance between trees, how many times have I said it, pay attention to the distance between trees!"

How can one be careless about something as grand as growing potatoes?
Cheng Chubi and the others ordered their father to come, and they felt it immediately.

After a while, the distance between the trees is not up to standard, and after a while, the depth is not good enough, and the seriousness is too serious.

Liu Zian couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, thinking whether to tell Cheng Yaojin and the others, but it doesn't have to be so strict.He hesitated for a moment, but held back.

What if these four veterans become so angry that they beat themselves up together?
Originally, it was almost noon when he returned from the county seat.

The sun is baking in July and August, and the dogs are sticking out their tongues.

After planting for a while, a few people couldn't stand it anymore.Especially Fang Xuanling and Qin Shubao, one is a literati and the other is a sick person, they are dizzy from the heat after a while.

Liu Zian was also very hot. Although he was a farm boy in his previous life, it was the first time he had experienced such a hot world.

The point is that after working for a long time, on the attribute panel, the remaining little experience is still alive and well, and he really can't continue working.

Just at this time, the attendants who stayed behind to buy food and drinks also came over, and Liu Zian couldn't help but tentatively made a suggestion.

Looking at the small piece of land planted by several people, Fang Xuanling couldn't help sighing as he struggled to support his sore waist.

"It's easier to know than to do. It's not easy for ordinary people to dig food out of the ground with their faces facing the loess soil—"

Liu Zian wiped the sweat from his forehead, subconsciously nodded in agreement.

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work. We ordinary people have worked hard for a year, but we may not be able to fill our stomachs. The days are really..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and raised his head in confusion.Only then did I realize that the four big bosses were all looking at me with complicated eyes.

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is painstaking——timely, appropriate, and emotional, good poetry, good poetry!"

Fang Xuanling couldn't help but chant a few lines repeatedly and praised.

"It's the prime minister's fault for the country's sages. I didn't expect you to be so talented at such a young age! Not only are you proficient in farming, but you are also sympathetic to the suffering of the people. Your talent is not bad.

A talent like you is left among the people, it's because I, the minister, didn't do a good job—"

Liu Zian: "..."

I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?
"It sounds like a broken chapter, but Zi'an has the whole poem, tell it out, and let the old man enjoy it."

Fang Xuanling turned around and asked while walking towards the shade of the tree.Cheng Yaojin and the others were also urging, Liu Zian's integrity did not persist for three seconds before he retreated.

People have traveled through time, so when they speak in the future, they have to pay attention to their own words at all times, whether they are ahead of the curve?

"When the day of hoeing is noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

Although he had prepared himself psychologically, Liu Zian, who did this for the first time, couldn't help but blush slightly.

"Did you hear that, what Zi'an said is so good. If you dare to waste food, be careful I will smack you—"

As Cheng Yaojin said, he kicked Cheng Chubi staggeringly.

Cheng Chubi: "..."

But he didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask, lest his father remember what he had done to him just now, and punish himself even more.

He silently touched his nose and hid away.

Looking at this unlucky boy, Liu Zian silently sympathized for three seconds.He quickly turned his head away, and if he didn't turn his head away, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the laughter.

The dining place is naturally at Liu Zian's home.

Cheng Yaojin's entourage bought food and wine directly from the restaurant in the county town, and did not need Liu Changqing and his wife to work.

A few people moved the square table used by Liu Zi'an's family out of the main room, and put it together with the big stone pier under the jujube tree, and they barely squeezed in.

Watching Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen keep glancing at their vegetable field, Liu Zian laughed dumbly, got up and went to the kitchen to fry another string bean and an eggplant.

Although there are no special attributes anymore, in the Tang Dynasty where cooking was the main thing, stir-frying with lard still won everyone's unanimous praise.

Liu Zian didn't bother to explain the identities of Fang Xuanling and the others. Fang Xuanling and the others were so happy to be so confused. They were respected and respected every day. At first, they were treated like ordinary people, and they felt extraordinarily cordial and natural.

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