The difficulty lies in the difficulty. If you use scissors for a long time, your hands will be worn out.

After the small soldier cut a section, his hands were placed in front of brand Yu Si, and let him check.

"That's it. Keep trying." Luo Yu knows that he is very satisfied with the vines cut out by the soldiers.

It's very good. I understand what he means. It's also right to do it. It's rare that when you cut it, you will pay great attention to it. You can only cut this branch, but not others.

Wai Zu said that there are many good farmers in the barracks, and they are all true. If you think about it carefully, this is actually the case. Most of those who can be expropriated are villagers. Since they are villagers, how can they not know how to do farm work?

Then he called several people and asked them to do the same thing. He and Xiao Shi put the cut vine branches in order one by one.

In this half acre, they cut three baskets of vine branches.

Small ten has always been a head of fog, really also don't know, in the end, brand Yu know what medicine is sold in this gourd, how to cut a good sweet potato vine into such a small section.

Luo Yu asked these people to have a good rest, and then called for a few people.

Until Shen Dingshan came in a hurry, he also stood there and didn't make a sound for half a day.

"Here comes the grandfather."

Luo Yuxi stood up and washed his hands in the water.

"Xier, what are you doing?"

Shen Dingshan points to the people who are working in the fields and what they are planting.

"planting sweet potatoes." Luo Yu said with a smile, "the sprouting sweet potato is the seed, so is the vine."

If not, how could his mother and father plant half an acre of sweet potatoes all at once? This time, they took more than a few sweet potatoes, but hundreds of them, planting more than ten acres. Isn't that a very right thing?

It took Shen Dingshan a long time to respond.

In fact, it can be planted in this way.

At the beginning, he thought that planting half an acre of land would be over. Although he said that he was still confident, which made him feel strange, he didn't ask much.

I thought it was OK to plant half a mu. After all, it was a great success to grow green things, even grass, in this place.

At least, grass can be used to feed horses.

Nearly 20 mu of land has been planted in three days. Looking at the foot of several new green mountains everywhere, Shen Dingshan is really happy. Of course, after this joy, he starts to worry.

What if they don't live like that? What if it doesn't rain? What if yu Wenyu's stupid grandson steps on them.

If so, he immediately kicked him back to the capital to harm others.

After these sweet potato seedlings were planted in the soil, two days later, it rained again, and this rain was also an auspicious time. In fact, the reason why he chose to plant sweet potato at this time was that he was waiting for such a rain.

As long as the rain once, these sweet potato seedlings, certainly also can Fu seedlings.

The rain was not too big or small. It lasted about two days. On the third day, the sun came out, and the whole camp was full of the fragrance of grass and trees.

It's located between three mountains, and there are many trees in the mountains, so it's not surprising that there will be the smell of trees here. Besides, on weekdays, when it rains or clears up, most of them have the same smell.

Shen Dingshan strides in, with three grandchildren behind him. As soon as he heard that sweet potato seedlings are growing well, he left behind the soldiers he was training and came here in a hurry. He also wanted to see with his own eyes what happened to those sweet potato seedlings. The vine cutting method is really unprecedented and unheard of?

If he could, he would have to see it with his own eyes.

When he arrived, when he saw the large area of sweet potato seedlings with new leaves, his old face turned red

"alive, alive!"

It's all alive.

This place can be planted.

That is, the smile on his face is slowly falling down again. Just now he is worried that these small seedlings will not survive, but now he is carrying a different one. For example, is it possible to produce sweet potatoes?

"ZIL, can you really grow up?"

Shen Dingshan asked about the brand Yu.

"Grandfather, we have to wait."

He can only say this to him. No matter how much, he can't answer. Of course, he can't be sure, because he is the first time to plant.

This kind of new thing can only be known when it is planted. In any case, the field in their family's house is growing well, but it is not easy to say here. After all, there is no grain here.

As for what it will look like in the end, it can only be known after a hundred and eight days."OK, my grandfather knows."

Shen Dingshan is an open-minded man in the end. Whether he can eat it or not is not a matter of human effort. He has to let nature dictate. However, he can grow a living. That is to say, half of the success has been achieved. Even if a little sweet potato is tied to them, they will plant more. Anyway, the three mountains here are not empty. At that time, they will be planting When it's full, he doesn't believe it. Can't he plant it?

And to say the least, this sweet potato leaf can not be used to eat, people can not eat, or there are pigs and sheep and so on.

When he thought of this, he was no longer entangled with superfluousness. He was still training his troops step by step. He also wanted to make these recruits strong.

As for that piece of land, he went to have a look from time to time. For the first time, he was in a good mood when he saw that piece of green land.

It's not as clean as the water in the fields before, and it's not as clean as the water in the fields before.

Time goes by like this, just like the leaves growing all the time and the vines growing more and more on the melon field.

Brand Yu Xi took a spade to come over, is also squatting on the ground.

He touched the leaves of these sweet potatoes, which were growing very well.

"The leaves are not bad."

"My fat water."

Yuwen Yu has been picking up fat and water for several months, but it has become more and more solid and black. It seems that he still has the bad smell, but he doesn't have half of the Niang spirit.

Even Shen Qingrong can't recognize his face now. This is his son who is whiter and more delicate than women. Which mountain is the origin of such a rough man?

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