Chapter 69

Zixu mouth a smoke, fortunately caught the pheasant inside the male, eat also OK.

Unexpectedly, bailihan didn't wear ghost face today. What he was wearing was a mask.

A white robe mixed with snow, cold and expensive.

Purple Xu on his eyes, inexplicably began to heart rate, this is how?

Two life add up to be an old aunt, unexpectedly was not a long hair boy stirred the heartstrings, good shame.

She coughed, put aside her mind, hypnotized herself, and only regarded bailihan as her younger brother.

"I'll kill the chickens!"

Mr. Mingjing has some taste: "what? When he comes, you'll kill the chicken. I just wanted to eat it, and you pushed against it. "

Purple Xu glared at him: "I can't beat him, can beat you, bully you, how to?"

Mr. Mingjing angrily took out the fan and shook it violently.

Zixu went to the tent, there were few chicken cages, so they all crowded together.

Four roosters were caught, and two were left.

The remaining eight hens were packed separately, and a rooster was stuffed into a cage.

After killing four chickens, she cleaned them up carefully. If it was not enough food, she would not choose to hunt.

Today's pheasant is thinner, so it's even less meat to make roast chicken.

Zixu thought about it for a while, and decided to marinate it first, and then smoke it with brown sugar. After all, the stewing time is long and it can also kill bacteria.

Originally thought that ancient people could not eat smoked chicken, but as soon as he took it to the table, bailihan carried one to him.

Mr. Mingjing looked sideways: "what about your elegance?"

Bailihan's action meal, and then become slow cut chicken, eat elegant.

Zixu quietly dismantled a chicken to distribute to his own people.

She chewed on the chicken rack by herself.

Mr. Mingjing gave her a look: "you are a girl, be gentle."

"Can a man be fed with good manners?" Zixu skimmed his mouth and ignored him.

Bailihan pulled a chicken leg to eat, and gradually found that Mr. Mingjing's action was so fast that he had eaten half of the chicken.

He snorted coldly.

Zixu will pack the remaining one to bailihan: "you take this one, go back to be a midnight snack."

Hundred miles cold mouth a hook, showing a perfect smile: "good!"

"Ding, like to add five!"

Zixu: "it's just Sure enough, it's food.

Mr. Mingjing looked at Zixu bitterly: "where's mine?"

Purple Xu eyes a stare: "have you brought the food material to come?"

Mr. mirror pointed to the basket: "I found the beef in that basket."

"Oh, but you didn't bring it." Zixu is not afraid of him.

Mr. Mingjing snorted and stopped talking.

Bailihan kept smiling all the time, and the air conditioning on her body was much less.

Zixu couldn't help but stare at Bai Li Han's face. All above his nose were covered. He could only see the perfect lips and chin.

In fact, it's charming enough just to see them. How handsome are all their faces?

Bailihan's eyes flashed: "do you want to see my face?"

Zixu nodded: "want to see."

"I swore that the woman who saw me would be my wife."

Zixu quickly shook his head: "no, it's good."

Hundred miles cold heart across a trace of discomfort, how? It's hard to be your own wife? Or do you dislike him?

However, Zixu didn't understand his disguised pursuit and didn't think about it afterwards.

Hundred miles cold fierce get up and go.

Half of the chicken that he had not finished eating was picked up by Mr. Mingjing, and was picked up by bailihan, who had not yet finished eating, and was taken away with the one packed.

Zixu: "it's just

Mr. Mingjing:

Two people lenglengleng looking at the hundred mile cold.

"Poof I've never seen him so grounded. "

Zixu: "it's just It's nerves.

When she was full, she looked at the sky. The moon was not up, but it was dark.

"Mr. Mingjing, are fire folding expensive? Can you get me a light folder and a candle

Mr. Mingjing nodded: "this is simple. Do you want to give up those mountains on the other side of the river?"

Zixu nodded: "give up, otherwise we will also be busy in vain, when harvest, the valley master will not give up."

Mr. Mingjing was worried: "but the soil here is not very good. Can we grow grain?"

Zixu patted his chest to guarantee: "don't worry, I will improve the soil, accumulate more fertilizer, then you will know."

Mr. Mingjing said solemnly, "I'm serious. It decides whether we can stay or not."

Zixu also closed his smile: "how many mouths do you have and how much food do you consume a year?"

Mr. Mingjing thought for a moment: "according to the consumption of five or two meters a day I need nearly four million catties of grain a year. "Zixu began to calculate quickly. At present, there are not many seeds left. There are more than 100 kg potatoes and 1000 kg rice.

Can plant 4 mu of land, but the yield of 4 mu of land is still unknown.

In the previous life, the average weight was 700 to 800 kg. In ancient times Maybe even less. It's 500 kilos.

The harvest is too little. The rest of the miscellaneous things add up, there is not much harvest this year. Dream about 4 million catties.

Mr. Mingjing saw the dark on Zixu's face and asked tentatively, "how? Can't you plant it? "

Zixu looked sideways: "do you provide seeds and hands?"

Mr. Mingjing nodded: "that's nature."

Zixu was relieved. He had a little conscience. Otherwise, he could not have planted so many things even if he included all the rations.

An acre of land is equal to 100 mu of land. Only 200000 Jin of rice can be harvested in two seasons.

Mr. Mingjing said, "in fact, there are only a thousand people stationed here, and the rest are in other places.

Tell me how many years later, the output will reach 4 million jin. "

Zixu scratched her hair impatiently.

Tian Tian warned: "he is deceiving you. Would those people starve to death without the food you planted?"

Zixu's mind flashed a light, yes, he was actually routine.

But she continued to pretend to be distressed: "no, we can't have a land of two or three thousand Mu at most. At most, we can take out a thousand mu to grow rice, and the rest will be planted with other things.

This 1000 mu can yield one million catties of grain a year, and you need four million catties, unless you plant all the land on the Bank of the river with rice. "

Mr. Mingjing did not check for a while, but was also given the routine of Zixu. He frowned and said, "so you can't grow so much grain?"

Zixu calculated that 1000 mu of rice and 1000 mu of potato and sweet potato were enough.

What's more, the climate here can harvest two seasons a year. Four million catties is a small thing.

But he didn't want Mr. mirror to jump up: "what do you say? A million catties of rice will be harvested in 1000 mu

Zixu was shocked: "why What's the matter? " For the sake of being conservative, have you been seen through?

Mr. Mingjing walked back and forth in the room, looked at her again, and asked seriously, "are you sure? A million catties of rice will be harvested in 1000 mu

Zixu swallows saliva: "sure." She quickly searched her memory. The weight of the world is 12 Liang, not 16 2 systems.

Mr. Mingjing reached for her shoulder and said, "do you know what the yield of the best farmland is now?"

Zixu is confused. I don't know if you don't say it!

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