The apricot flowers are red in spring, and the green grass is lush.

Oriental panfish belly.

It's a good time.

Xinghua Village.

Fence yard.

Lu Yuan changed into a short-sleeved thick cloth dress and tore off the almanac hanging on the wall.

Next page:

The 23rd day of the second lunar month.

Jingzhe.

It is advisable to: dig ground and put on beams.

Taboo: travel far and marry.

The ecliptic is in Chen and the ecliptic is in Wei.

"Ah Huang!"

"Woom!"

A yellow dog ran out of the woodshed, wagging his tail desperately, and whimpered around Lu Yuan for a few times, standing up and digging the door latch of the courtyard wall.

Lu Yuan took a hoe and said to the dog: "Others raise cattle and plow the land, but my dog ​​is raising the door. Ah Huang, you are at home today. When grandpa wakes up, you will find a cane for him."

"Woooo."

Ah Huang shook his tail and ran back and forth on the bluestone slab outside the fence for a few laps, pulled down his tail and entered the yard, and a dog's head stretched out from the crack of the door.

Lu Yuan touched the dog's head: "Wait until I go to the city to buy seeds tomorrow, and see if I can buy you a little bitch and come back for you."

"Woom wool wool."

Ah Huang closed the door with one claw, and the dog's head was stretched out from the crack of the fence, with a long tongue.

"I've eaten too much recently and I've started to have ideas."

Lu Yuan hummed the song and walked on the bluestone road outside the fence, watching the morning dew rising, the fertile fields, the fields and the roads were crisscrossed, the traffic was coming and going, the aura was filled with fertile soil, and the soil was waiting to be planted.

However, none of these fertile land belongs to his family.

The best fertile land and fertile soil.

It belongs to the Daqian Kingdom after the Ice Age.

The glacier is reborn and the world is moving.

Since traveling through time, Lu Yuan has integrated into this world.

Try to adapt.

Learn to live.

Self-cultivation continues.

Walk half a mile along the bluestone road to the back of the hut. A Lingxi River flows down from the mountain. There is a buffer land halfway up the mountain, about three or five acres, covered by high forests and green trees.

This is a private place belonging to Lu Yuan’s family.

Due to the summer erosion of Lingxi and the shade of high trees, this land is very barren compared to the fertile fields at the foot of the mountain.

The Daqian Kingdom was extremely strict in land management, but the Lu family used the efforts of three generations to plant the official family and finally exchanged a piece of land for their own family, getting rid of the embarrassing situation where tenants had no land to plant.

Come to your own spiritual field.

Lu Yuan held the hoe in both hands and excavated from below the mountain root.

He was a rural child in his previous life and knew how to farm.

The skills that our ancestors have passed on for thousands of years.

Not forgotten by him.

Slope reclamation.

A down hoe must be used.

Start digging from the highest point and let the loose soil lay high.

Otherwise, choose the easiest way to cultivate from the low to the high place. If you can’t cultivate a few times, the soil will be lost and there will be only a bald area.

My own place, my own heartache.

Jingzhe still has three points of coldness.

The drizzle in the mountain stream ticks.

The mist floats at the foot of the mountain.

I feel comfortable in my body and mind.

It's a good time to work.

Hey!

Scream.

Hey!

Scream.

It was difficult to cultivate, so I dug two rows less than one meter deep. Lu Yuan had sweat on his forehead and had a layer of sweat oil applied to his arms.

He stood his hoe on the ground and stepped on the pineapped soil with his big feet.

Take a break.

There is no broken land.

Only the exhausted cow.

At the age of nineteen, he is already an old farmer.

If you don't rest, you won't be able to stand it.

Pick a large green leaf from the side, walk to the trickling small stone concave at the edge of the field and scoop water with leaves to your mouth. The sweet stream water comes from the tip of the leaves to the tip of the tongue and then moistens the throat.

The body shivered and shivered.

"hiss!"

Very comfortable.

The stream flows eastward.

More than a dozen green bamboo vines were taken, and a long funnel-shaped basket was woven. A few large leaves were connected with bamboo needles, spread them at the bottom, and pressed them with stones under the hanging stream water.

Waiting for harvest.

Hold the hoe again and work hard.

Lu Yuan felt his body gradually getting hot, his hands and the hoe seemed to be one, and he gradually became less tired.

After digging for a while, Lu Yuan lowered his head and grabbed a handful of soil, twisted it with his hands, observed it carefully for a while, and grabbed the soil in several other places and compared it.

He looked up at the tall forest trees around him and smiled: "In order to harvest more valuable spiritual rice, these guys from the Lingzhong Yamen have over-cultivated and planted them, which has led to the relatively poor soil on them. In addition, the rainfall in summer will take away part of the soil, resulting in lower income year by year, which is why my family is cheaper."

Lu Yuan found a leaf that had rotten and turned black from the mud bar and pondered: "Every year, autumn and winter fallen leaves will float with the wind to form compost, layer after layer. If I dig deeper, the soil will become fertile again, but one day it will still lose weight. It is better to collect these leaves first and burn them in a concentrated manner. It can fertilize the land and buy spiritual fertilizer without using flower spirit stones."

"There are not many spirit stones."

Lu Yuan shook the corner of his clothes, and the spirit stones inside were clanging.

The louder you are, the poorer you are.

There are about seventy low-grade spirit stones.

Lu Yuan knew that there were copper coins and silver in the outside world, but within the scope of Shuangxia Town, it was a clear spiritual area classified by the Daqian Kingdom, and secular households were prohibited from growing food for people's livelihood.

You can only go to specific stores to consume spirit stones.

A spirit stone may be valuable to a non-spiritual area, but in the spirit area, it is similar to ordinary gold and silver, and is a hard currency. Moreover, the official explicitly prohibits the owners of the area from redeeming gold and silver. Once discovered, the household registration will be cancelled and the spiritual area will be driven out.

Everyone must comply with the orders of suppressing officials.

After all, the one who is in charge of the order here is the Immortal Official of Daqian!

Although the pressure is very strong, in fact, the people living here are just spiritual stones as silver. After all, they are an area full of spiritual energy. Most people live extremely long and live a hundred years is no problem.

Live for a long time.

Who doesn't want to?

"Oh, it costs a lot of money to buy seeds. Grandpa's cold legs are getting heavier and heavier, and he has to spend money everywhere."

The trivial matters in life.

The movement of hoeing slowed down.
To be continued...