Chapter 1414
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Ever since he surrendered, Huang Song had been cooped up in his house. After more than half a year, the outside world had almost forgotten about him. Only then did Huang Song dare to go out once in a while. There was nothing fun to do when he went out. He went shopping, walked on the road, listened to books, and watched dramas to kill time.
He was bored out of his mind. The most obvious change was that his body had gained weight and his face had become bigger! The six well-defined abdominal muscles on his abdomen slowly moved closer to one. The armor that used to fit him perfectly now required him to take a deep breath to put it on.
Huang Song was very free, so he dragged Feng Jue, who was equally free, to listen to new books. While listening to the storyteller's novel, they drank wine and ate various snacks. From time to time, they commented on the plot and talked about the situation in the outside world … Their days were very pleasant.
"Hey, that person looks familiar."
Huang Song was leaning against the window. Occasionally, he glanced at the street below. His sharp eyes noticed that a certain figure looked very familiar.
He looked at the other person. The other person seemed to sense his gaze and turned her head to look at him.
Huang Song recognized the other person at a glance. He almost choked. Wasn't this person Liu Xi?
"Where did she crawl back from?"
She was an overlord of a region. She was dressed in brown and had a cloth wrapped around her head. Her trouser legs were tied up high. The straw sandals on her feet were full of mud. Her exposed calves were also dyed a dirty color … People would believe that she was a farmer in the fields, let alone a feudal lord.
Jiang Pengji also saw Huang Song leaning against the window on the second floor. She changed her mind and turned to enter the teahouse.
"Bogao's days are quite leisurely?"
Jiang Pengji walked up to the second floor and was almost stopped by the waiter.
Seeing that Huang Song was dressed in luxurious clothes and had put on some weight after not seeing him for a few days, the waiter suddenly felt a little jealous.
Jiang Pengji walked closer. Huang Song smelled the strange smell on her body. He could not help but pinch his nose and say, "Lanting, did you fall into a cesspool?"
Feng Jue also frowned. Obviously, he was quite affected by the smell.
Jiang Pengji said, "I didn't fall into a cesspool. Although there is a smell, it's not that bad, right?"
Huang Song asked again, "Why are you dressed like this?"
"I just came back from the fields. The bunch of useless people said that I was an experienced farmer, so I went deep into the mountains to meet him and asked him everything. The so-called experienced farmer was just a routine operation. It wasted my whole day …" Jiang Pengji was so angry that she wanted to put her hands on her hips. "Although the old farmer is experienced, many methods are recorded in farming books. It doesn't seem to be very useful …" Jiang Pengji was so angry that she wanted to put her hands on her hips. "Although the old farmer is experienced, many methods are recorded in farming books.
Huang Song was confused. He understood every word Jiang Pengji said, but he didn't know what she was.
A vassal went to see some old farmer with experience in farming?
She didn't want to rule the world and became a farmer's wife?
Huang Song casually asked a few questions, and Jiang Pengji said, "The weather has been good this year, but the harvest is much lower than in previous years. At first, I thought that someone was embezzling, but after a careful investigation, I found out that it was due to the lack of fertility in the fields, which resulted in a drop in the yield per mu. "
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. "In the eyes of others, Jiang Pengji's action could be regarded as killing the goose that laid the golden eggs.
In the long run, the land would become barren fields!
"If we stop plowing for a year, the food shortage will be unimaginably huge!" Jiang Pengji said. "Plowing and resting is the last resort."
Huang Song asked, "What does Lanting think is the best strategy?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Of course, it's to ensure the fertility of the fields and plowing them year after year."
It was a chaotic world. Food was in short supply. Wasn't it courting death to plowing and rest at this time?
Although Huang Song did not know about farming, he knew that Jiang Pengji was too naive. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
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