No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

In order to expand the cotton planting area as quickly as possible, Ji Qingyue transformed into a "lawn mower" in the painting, frantically clearing the weeds on the hillside.

The whole picture cannot be seen in the scroll, only an arc-shaped slope is revealed. The hillside is actually very long. Before Ji Qingyue, he transplanted the fruit trees on the top of the slope. There are fruit cane shelves on the slope, and the brick house is blocked behind the slope. The rest of the slope is covered with vines. It can be reclaimed and used as cotton fields.

At first, only a small area of ​​land was cultivated to grow the cotton that the family wore.

After the snow melted this year, Ji Qingyue immediately took out his sharpened sickle and hoe and went up the mountain to cut the grass and hoe the ground.

When cultivating sloping land, he waited until the temperature rose slightly before he began to cultivate cotton seedlings and transplant them to the first cotton field.

Ji Qingyue slowly cultivated the second, third, and fourth cotton fields along the first cotton field.

Last year, more than ten kilograms of cotton were planted, and a total of nearly ten kilograms of seeds were harvested, which were given to Erlang. Now the remaining seeds will be enough to plant three acres of land.

By the time April came, Ji Qingyue already owned five cotton fields. Unfortunately, he was the only labor force in the painting and there were not enough seeds.

The growth cycle of cotton should be six months, but at this temperature, the magical land can accelerate the growth cycle of cotton to two months. If the weather is hotter and the light and sunshine are more abundant, the growth cycle will be shorter.

In order to obtain the maximum profit, Ji Qingyue and Li Erlang worked out a plan. When the harvest time came, Ji Qingyue cut off the cotton branches and stems and handed them over to them for picking and seed removal.

With the blessing of the magical land, one acre of land can produce 600 kilograms of seeded cotton, also known as "seed cotton", which contains about 360 kilograms of cotton seeds and more than 200 kilograms of seed-free cotton - "lint".

In just one year of hard work, you can harvest enough cotton seeds to sow hundreds of acres.

In addition to the bad seeds that are lost every year, Ji Qingyue takes out additional seeds from the paintings to replenish them. With intensive cultivation, he can still grow cotton with stable quality.

The night after attending Hu Shang's banquet, Li Erlang thought a lot, the most critical of which was Ji Qingyue's safety.

He has been wondering why Ismail mentioned "Biden" and why it happened to be a story about "Biden".

"Mrs. Hong said that the story is indeed a story spread in Ismail's hometown. The same thing is called 'Baideng' in Western countries, we call it 'Baidiezi', and you, Yue Lang, call it 'cotton.'"

After leaving the banquet hall, I went to the county government office again. When I came back, it was already late. The three members of the Ma family were isolated in the backyard and could not enter the main courtyard before the garden. Now they have all gone to bed, and Li Yu has also fallen asleep. In the house Only Li Erlang and Ji Qingyue in the painting were left.

Ji Qingyue had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing a loose T-shirt. The night wind was still a bit cold. He put on his coat and came out of the painting.

There was only one lamp lit in the room. Under the weak candlelight, Ji Qingyue saw that Li Erlang was wearing a rare "dress", a blue-green round-neck robe with dark patterns on the fabric, his hair wrapped in a bun, and his waist. There is a sachet hanging on the leather belt, and a pair of boots on the feet.

Facing Li Erlang's puzzled gaze, Ji Qingyue covered his mouth, his eyes filled with stars, and stood there with surprise on his face, looking at Li Erlang.

Li Erlang raised his hand and looked down at his attire. Although he had dressed like this often, this was the first time he put on a robe made of such gorgeous materials. Because it was cut appropriately and well-modified, he also wore the flesh on his body. He came back and became stronger and stronger. This suit of clothes made him taller and had an extraordinary temperament. If he stood with a knife in hand, his aura would only be more terrifying.

Ji Qingyue blinked and stared again and again, causing Li Erlang to scratch his face in embarrassment: "My master prepared this for me and said it was a gift to me. If Lang likes it, I will go there tomorrow." The shop will tailor two suits for you..."

Ji Qingyue washed his hair and wiped it half-dry. He only put his coat on his shoulders. He seemed to have finally calmed down and shook his head with a smile: "I just suddenly felt that you have grown up. When we met, you were still a child." Young man, only two years have passed, and you seem to have become a different person!"

These words made Li Erlang secretly unhappy, thinking that Ji Qingyue hadn't come over for a long time, so he might as well go over by himself.

"Yue Lang, I haven't changed." Li Erlang frowned and walked towards Ji Qingyue. He lowered his head and pulled him over. He touched the cool collar and went up the collar. He twisted Ji Qingyue's slightly moist nipples. At the end of his hair, he muttered dissatisfiedly: "I never thought you would get sick, Yue Lang. Now that you have just recovered from your cough, you are in a hurry to wash your hair again."

Ji Qing tightened his robe more tightly, and used his other hand to grasp the hand that was disturbing his hair along the ends of his hair. His warm hand was stained with moisture, and his fingertips were a little cold. "I just have a little cough, it's not as serious as you said, okay! Let's go for a walk in the garden!"

"Okay." Li Erlang turned around and put the candle on the candlestick into the lantern, took Ji Qingyue's hand, and the two of them walked around the main room, walked through the corridor and entered the garden.

The garden that was full of spring in the daytime is now dark and nothing can be seen clearly. What I admire now is not the scenery, but the people, and I can experience the charming feelings.

Since talking about it, Ji Qing has become less timid and has to express his love generously to the people he likes. Although this feeling cannot be made public yet, it does not affect showing it to Li Erlang at all.

The two held hands and enjoyed the rare silence. After focusing on this relationship, they both realized how obstructive the barrier erected between them was.

Obviously both of them are staying in the same place, but the difference in time and space makes it difficult for them to meet each other.

This is worse than a long-distance relationship in the same city, but a long-distance relationship in the same room.

Therefore, the two of them cherish every time they meet. Ji Qingyue comes from modern times and is used to being straightforward. He thought that Li Erlang would be the passive one in this relationship, but he did not expect that Li Erlang was even bolder than him. Be open and show love without hesitation.

Holding hands, touching, caressing...

Oh, kissing was taught by Ji Qingyue.

He never thought that he could teach his apprentice and master that he could not starve to death, and even learned to chew him until he almost couldn't breathe.

Who said ancient people were conservative? Blow the dog's head off!

"Um... let go, let go..." Ji Qingyue patted the hands that were tightly wrapped around his waist, like two iron chains, hanging tightly and not letting go, "I raise my head and feel uncomfortable..."

Li Erlang let go of his mouth, but still held his hand around Ji Qingyue's waist, and said in an aggrieved tone: "It was obviously Yue Lang who invited you warmly first, how could it be my fault..."

Ji Qingyue tugged at the other party's ear: "Aren't we here to take a walk and talk about the banquet? Who caught me standing at the garden gate for so long? The lanterns were all out!"

"It's me." Li Erlang was not annoyed at all when his ear was pulled. He lowered his head and let Ji Qingyue pull it: "Yue Lang, what on earth did you get poked by? You are so enthusiastic!"

Ji Qingyue paused for a moment, raised his hand shyly, and pulled off Li Erlang's bun.

Li Erlang's hair was originally fixed with a bun, but now the bun was pulled off by his lover, and his long black hair was scattered all over his shoulders.

"If you just look at your hair, you look more like a woman than me!"

Seeing that Ji Qingyue refused to answer, Li Erlang cleverly guessed one by one and was bound to find the answer. The answer was obvious. "Is it because of the clothes I'm wearing?"

Ji Qingyue, who was exposed to the central issue, became completely angry and raised his head to press the tall man's mouth: "Shut up!"