If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

Gushanzhuangzi.

These days, Qin Shu used the guide she found on the mobile encyclopedia to instruct farmers on how to open up a small vegetable plot in the fields outside their own farm and plant a row of peppers that had been grown in advance.

Carrots, tomatoes, spinach, lettuce, etc. are also planted in ridges.

There are six rows of potatoes planted.

The sweet potato seedlings that had been planted previously had already withered, and some of the dead sweet potato seedlings were replaced by new seedlings picked from the budding pond by the farmers.

From a distance, it looks green and tender, and the growth is very pleasing.

Although the sweet potato seedlings on the mountain are slightly thinner than those in fertile fields, they grow quickly.

On the hillside, Qin Shu had more than a dozen pumpkin trees planted.

As April approaches, the weather gets warmer and wheat begins to form ears. The spring breeze blows, and the dark green wheat waves sway in the wind, bringing with them a faint scent of green grass.

Qin Shu was wearing a short brown men's suit, with her hair tied up high and a straw hat on. She was carrying a small bamboo basket and following the farmer, putting corn seeds into the small pit he had dug.

Nanny Chun and the servants in the farm prepared the meal and brought it directly to the field. She called Qin Shu from a distance, "Miss, take a rest and eat something."

A little boy of about eight or nine years old quickly ran to Qin Shu and took the small bamboo basket from her.

Qin Shu clapped her hands and followed the wheat ridge back to the field.

Nanny Chun spread a towel on the dam, scooped water with a ladle, and helped Qin Shu wash her hands.

Just as I was about to drink some water, a young man wearing a green hemp robe and a green bun on his head came over and asked curiously, "The winter wheat is not yet ripe. What are you planting?"

Qin Shu looked up when she heard the voice.

The man in front of him was very fair, with a pair of clear and bright eyes that showed no trace of curiosity.

The whole person looks gentle, steady and elegant.

Seeing Qin Shu looking at him, the man blushed slightly and smiled shyly, with two shallow dimples on his cheeks. "Sorry, I was rude."

Qin Shu quickly stood up and bowed slightly to the man.

The man noticed Qin Shu's bow and realized that the thin person dressed as a man in front of him was actually a woman. His face became even redder.

He stepped back a few steps, bowed his head deeply, and said, "I am Ji Jue, I am sorry for offending you, young lady."

Ji Jue?

Liu Weiran’s husband in previous life?

How could it be such a coincidence?

Qin Shu looked at him calmly and replied, "It's okay, sir, there's no need to be so polite."

Ji Jue straightened his back, not daring to look at Qin Shu anymore. His eyes fell on the ground under Qin Shu's feet, and he bowed and said, "These past few days, I've always seen the young lady and her people planting something."

He looked a little embarrassed, and even his ears began to turn red. "Now is the time when winter wheat is in the ear stage. Other people's fields are only weeding and fertilizing. I don't see anyone planting other crops. I am a little curious."

Ji Jue quickly raised his head and glanced at Qin Shu, then immediately lowered his eyes, "Miss, can you tell me?"

Qin Shu smiled faintly, picked up a basket from the side and handed it to Ji Jue, "It's not inconvenient. We are planting corn."

Ji Jue looked puzzled, "Corn? Never heard of it."

Qin Shu said, "Yes, these things were brought back by my father from foreign countries. No one in the Great Zhou has tried to grow them yet."

Ji Jue lowered his head, picked up a handful of corn and placed it in his palm, muttering, "The color is like gold, the luster is like jade, and each grain is like a pearl. Corn, this name is very appropriate."

He looked at Qin Shu sincerely and asked, "I wonder what this corn is used for?"

“This is food.”

Ji Jue was shocked and asked repeatedly, "Food? How to eat it? What is the yield per mu? If it is intercropped with winter wheat, wouldn't this field be able to harvest two crops a year?"

Qin Shu couldn't help but laugh and said, "I don't know this either."

Ji Jue then realized that he was a little anxious, and laughed: "I am reckless, the young lady just said that she was trying to plant."

He put the bamboo basket on the ground and asked, "I wonder if I can go into the field and take a look?"

Qin Shu stepped aside and gestured with her hand.

Ji Jue bowed again and stepped into the field.

Qin Shu's gaze moved from Ji Jue's clothes to his shoes.

There was some grass on the hem of Ji Jue's clothes and some fresh soil on his feet. It seemed that he had been in a nearby wheat field before coming here.

He walked over to the farmers who were working in the fields and watched them work carefully.

From time to time he would come over and ask something.

Moreover, Qin Shu noticed that every time Ji Jue asked a farmer a question, he would bow first. When the farmer answered, he would also listen with his head slightly tilted, his eyes focused, nodding as he listened, looking very humble and serious.

Because of her memories from her past life, Qin Shu knew that he was the eldest son of the Changyuan County magistrate.

Although it was the first time they met, one could see from Mr. Ji's every move the etiquette and upbringing that were engraved in his bones.

I didn't expect that Ji Jue is such a gentle, polite and modest gentleman.

And he's also a farmer.

He followed the farmer all the time, observing and asking questions at the beginning, and then sowing seeds and cultivating the soil himself.

Sometimes I would squat down and use my fingers to measure the depth of the seeds.

The seeds at different depths were marked.

They appear in the fields at the end of the Chen hour and remain there until the sun sets in the west, before reluctantly saying goodbye and returning home.

He was in the fields all the time, and even when the farmers were resting, he sat next to them and exchanged planting experiences with them.

When Ji Jue saw Qin Shu when he left the field and got ashore, he was stunned for a moment.

In that moment of trance, he obviously forgot that there was such a person in the area.

Qin Shu couldn't help but smile.

Ji Jue's face turned red instantly. When he said goodbye and turned to leave, he accidentally tripped and almost fell.

This made Nanny Chun laugh all the way back.

Before entering the village, Qin Shu saw Zhu Zhi standing at the end of the road and pacing back and forth.

As soon as he saw Qin Shu, Zhu Zhi hurriedly came forward, bowed and said, "Miss."

Qin Shu said "hmm".

Zhu Zhi whispered, "We have found the person the young lady wanted."

They were the Qinglong Mountain bandits who had participated in the murder of her parents and escaped from the encirclement and suppression by government troops.

Qin Shu's heart trembled, and she asked, "Where is the person?"

"In the vegetable cellar in the farm, the second and fifth brothers are guarding it."

Qin Shu turned around and headed for her yard, saying, "Go and take a look."

Nanny Chun called her quickly, "Miss, aren't you going to eat?"

Qin Shu walked away and replied, "We'll eat when we get back."

The vegetable cellar is in an empty house next to the farm tool warehouse at the back of the village.

Lifting up the stone slabs on the ground and walking down a long row of stone steps, two vegetable cellars the size of warehouses were dug out ten feet underground.

There were some grains and dried vegetables inside.

There were also several men covered in blood, tied up and kneeling on the ground with their heads covered.

There were more than a dozen people sitting or standing around. When they saw Qin Shu coming down, they stood up straight and called her "Miss."