Chapter 2267 the Leaves Are Not Bad

The difficulty lies in the fact that after using the scissors for a long time, the hands will be worn out.

After cutting a section, Xiaobing put his hands in front of Luo Yuxi and let Luo Yuxi check it.

"That's it, keep working hard." Luo Yuxi was very satisfied with the vine branches cut out by the soldier.

Very good, I understood what he meant, and I did the right thing. It is rare that when pruning, I will pay great attention to only cut this branch without hurting others.

My grandfather said that there are many good farmers in the military camp, and they are all real. But if you think about it, it is actually the case. Most of the people who can be expropriated are villagers. How could the peasants not know how to do farm work?

Luo Yuxi called a few more people and asked them to do the same thing, while he and Xiao Shi put the cut vine branches neatly one by one.

In this half-acre of land, they cut a total of three large baskets of vine branches.

Xiao Shi has always been confused, and really doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Luo Yuxi's gourd, and why he insists on cutting the good sweet potato vine into such a small piece.

Luo Yuxi let these sweet potatoes and vines to rest well, and then called a few people.

Until Shen Dingshan hurried over, he also stood there, and there was no sound for a long time.

"Grandfather is here."

Luo Yuxi stood up, and also washed his hands in the water on the side.

"Xue'er, what are you doing?"

Shen Dingshan pointed to these people who were working in the fields, and what they planted. What is that?

"I'm planting sweet potatoes." Luo Yuxi said with a smile, "Sprouting sweet potatoes are seeds, and so are vine branches."

And if that wasn't the case, with just a few sweet potatoes, how could his mother and father have planted half an acre of sweet potatoes all at once? This time they took not just a few sweet potatoes, but hundreds of them. Well, isn't it a good thing to plant more than ten acres?

It took Shen Dingshan a long time to react.

It turns out that this is also possible.

At the beginning, he thought that after planting half an acre, it would be over. Although Luo Yuxi still looked confident, which made him feel strange, he didn't ask any more questions.

I thought it would be enough to plant half an acre. After all, being able to grow green things in this place, even grass, is already a great success.

At the very least, grass can be used to feed horses.

Nearly 20 mu of land had been planted in three days, and Shen Dingshan was really happy when he saw the new green hills everywhere. Of course, after this happiness, he began to worry again.

What if these things don't last forever, what if it doesn't rain, and what if Yu Wenyu's stupid grandson steps on her a few more times.

If that was the case, he immediately kicked him back to the capital to harm others.

After these sweet potato seedlings were planted in the soil, it rained again two days later, and this rain was also an auspicious time. In fact, the reason why Luo Yuxi chose to plant sweet potatoes at this time, he waited It is nothing but such a rain.

As long as it rains, these sweet potato seedlings will definitely be able to bury the seedlings.

This moderate rain lasted for about two days, and on the third day, the sun came out, and the whole barracks was filled with a fragrance of grass and trees.

This place is located between three mountains, and there are many trees in the mountains, so it is not surprising that there is a smell of trees here. Besides, on weekdays, after the rain, or the first sunny day, most of them also smell like this .

Shen Dingshan walked in with big strides, followed by three grandchildren. He had just heard that the sweet potato seedlings were growing well, so he left the soldiers he was training and hurried over. He also wanted to see with his own eyes, those What happened to the sweet potato seedlings? The method of cutting the vines is really unprecedented and unheard of?

And whether he can talk, he must also see it with his own eyes.

When he arrived, when he saw the large piece of sweet potato seedlings that had grown new leaves, his entire old face turned red

"Live, live!"

Yes, they are all alive.

This place can actually be planted.

That is, the smile on his face slowly fell again, just now he was still worried that these little seedlings would not survive, but now he is worried, for example, whether it is really possible to produce sweet potatoes ?

"Xue'er, can it really grow?"

Shen Dingshan asked Luo Yuxi.

"Grandfather, we can only wait."

Luo Yuxi can only say this to him, no matter how much, he can't answer, and of course he can't be sure, because it's his first time planting.

This kind of new thing can only be known after it is planted. Anyway, in the field of their house, it has grown, and it has grown very well, but it is not easy to say here, after all, there is no food here.

As for how it will grow in the end, it can only be known after a hundred and eight days.

"Okay, grandpa knows."

After all, Shen Dingshan is an open-minded person. Whether he can eat it or not is not something human can do, so he can only resign himself to his fate, but if he can finally make a living, that is half the success. Well, if there are fewer knots, they will plant more. Anyway, the three mountains here are not empty. By then, they will be full of plants. He still doesn't believe that they can't plant them?

To take a step back, the sweet potato leaves can also be used for eating, people can't eat them, and there are still pigs and sheep.

And thinking of this, he no longer was too entangled, and continued to train soldiers step by step, and also trained these recruits to be strong and strong.

As for the sweet potato field, he went over to take a look from time to time. For the first time, seeing that piece of green, he was not in a bad mood.

Luo Yuxi and Xiao Shi have been taking care of this sweet melon field all the time. When there is a shortage of water, they will be picked up and irrigated. At least, the latrines in the barracks are much cleaner than before, and of course they are not as smelly.

Time passed like this, like a white horse passing through the gap, and like the leaves growing all the time, and the vines getting longer and longer in the sweet potato field.

Luo Yuxi took a shovel and walked over, also squatting on the ground.

He touched these wonderfully growing sweet potato leaves.

"The leaves are not bad at all."

"My fat and water."

Yu Wenyu picked out the fat and water for a few months, and it has become a lot firmer, and of course it is also a lot darker. It seems that there is still that smell on his body, but he is not even half a woman.

And now his face, even if Shen Qingrong is here, he might not be able to recognize it. This is his son who is whiter and more delicate than women. What is such a rough guy like? Which mountain came from?