While everyone was busy, Li Xiaobai, Niu Xigui and Old Man Su came, and many villagers came from behind.

Their rice has been harvested and they are all here to help.

Leng Yingchun roughly counted, and there were about multiple people, and there were many people and great power. She had hope for harvesting work again.

She told the team to place the threshing machine between the fields, so that everyone can divide the work and cooperate.

"My waist is not very good. I can't do the job of cutting rice that requires bent over. I will help you thresh millet."

The master was treacherously and stood in front of the threshing machine in advance and wanted to avoid cutting rice.

"Okay, just thresh the millet!" Leng Yingchun agreed. When she saw Leng Chongsheng going to the rice field, she ran over and stopped him, "Uncle, you thresh the millet too!"

Leng Chuangsheng nodded. He was happy and was with his master.

Leng Yingchun arranged a few villagers who looked weak to guard other threshers, and sent Zhu Qingqing to put the millets of the threshers into the basket, and everyone else went to cut the rice.

The master was not skilled at first, and after three or two tests, he was able to get used to it. He threw the rice stalks next to it and piled them up, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

"Wow, this machine, with a thorn of rice, it will be threshed in a few seconds. It's so easy to use."

"Of course, the machine is in hand and it will be twice the result with half the effort!" Leng Yingchun turned around.

"Weichun, let's help too!" Aunt Li brought several women.

"Hey, Aunt Li, you and my aunt will load rice together and carry it into the carriage." Leng Yingchun asked them to join the ranks of loading rice.

"Okay!" Aunt Li responded.

The harvesting work was going on in a tense and orderly manner. Leng Yingchun felt very accomplished when he looked at the busy crowd and the "rattle" sound made by the thresher.

Half a day passed, everyone found the feeling and the speed also accelerated.

After the rice was made, any handful of them were full. The women looked through them and were surprised before they could see the empty shells, and admired that they had never seen such good rice.

The quality is good and the weight is heavy. The empty baskets in the carriage were quickly filled. The women were very energetic and put all ten carriages in a short while.

The master had to send ten yamen servants to drive back to the yard.

At the end of the day, except for eating some stone snail soup at noon, everyone was overworked due to the heat and overwork, and they couldn't eat it, but they didn't stop.

Ten carriages ran back and forth, and the millet transported were piled in a large warehouse in the yamen. The county magistrate would arrange for people to take it out and dry it tomorrow.

Everyone was so tired that they couldn't move after lying down, but looking around, there was a large piece of rice in front of them, and half of them were not finished.

The rescue team also found that the rice ears were fat and the rice was heavy. They were cut once in a while, but they had not finished it before they could be cut three times. They were somewhat surprised and sighed that it was the immortal millet.

Others have not discovered this small detail yet. They are just ruthless rice cutting machines. They will cut rice when they see it and will not consider anything.

Leng Yingchun dragged her tired body to make stone snail soup for everyone, and after making some full-suffering food, she became tired and paralyzed and didn't take a shower. She felt much more comfortable lying in bed. Before going to bed, she promised to make popcorn for Qin Xiaoxiao.

"Today, we will count the most active part of the rice harvest. While cutting rice, we will take over the lazy master and thresh the millet."

Qin Xiaoxiao walked out, she felt sorry for Leng Yingchun's fighting spirit and felt guilty for being lazy for her often.

"Haha, Xiaoxiao, who is the most lazy and active? You are the young lady, you are impatient in everything you do, you can't endure hardships, learn to welcome the spring, she is so diligent, the burden on her body is not easy at all. If you have time, you should help her more and stop being lazy like before!" The master touched his waist, "Oh, it's going to be useless again, I have to go back, come and help you earlier tomorrow."

"Go back!" Qin Xiaoxiao waved.

"Let's go slowly!" Zhu Qingqing explained.

"I understand!" The master brought some stone snail soup back.

When he arrived at the county yard, the county magistrate was still working in the yamen for the first time.

When the county magistrate saw the master, he smiled very brightly.

"I saw the rice, each of which was full and of high quality, according to the common people.

Drinking porridge with wild vegetables can make Dayu Kingdom eat it for the first half of the year. Oh, it’s very productive, a miracle!”

"Ah? So many?" The master was stunned.

He stepped on the threshing machine and only knew that he had taken off a lot of rice in his hands. The peasants kept putting baskets in their baskets, watching them from the initial energy to the end of sitting on the ground and teleporting, and did not carefully calculate how many trips the carriage went back and forth.

"No, the yamen said that the fields would take three or two days to be harvested. Leng Yingchun is really a blessing star in the Great Yu Kingdom. Planting rice can solve the food crisis in the Great Yu Kingdom. This time, the court will definitely reward us. Just wait for wealth."

The county magistrate became more and more excited as he spoke, feeling that there was not enough manpower, so he had to find a way to gather people to devote himself to tomorrow's harvest.

"I have to go to other towns and borrow some people." The county magistrate was about to leave when he saw the basket in his master's hand. He knew that it was brought from Leng Yingchun's house, so he took it without hesitation, "I just happened to be hungry, let's fill my stomach before talking about it."

The master wanted to cry without tears, that was for his wife and daughter.

However, when Leng Yingchun is free, he can ask her to make another delicious food.

After drinking the stone snail soup, the county magistrate wiped his mouth excitedly, "Wow, this thing is so sweet. What kind of immortal is Leng Yingchun's child? He can farm and cook delicious food. If she knows medical skills, she will be invincible in the world."

"She is studying medicine now!" the master reminded, "She is very ambitious and wants to do business."

"This, this, everything is the fate of a superior person!" The county magistrate thought about it, "Cultivate it well, and send it to the capital in the future. Maybe we will marry the powerful and powerful, so we will also have a contribution."

"I'm afraid she has something to do!" The master reminded him in an unknown sense. Seeing that the county magistrate was not listening, he stopped talking and went to the scene to take a look.

He walked to the place where the Houya had stored food and was shocked when he saw that the warehouse that could accommodate 200,000 stones was full of rice.

Oh my God!

No?

It's impossible to have so much food, right?

But reality is in his eyes, he has to believe it. @·Wuwu starts~~

He told the custodian to keep a good eye on the watch, and that no thieves would appear, so he walked home slowly.

He wanted to go back soon after taking the carriage, but his waist was almost broken. He felt so painful as he got on the carriage, so he decided to walk.

As he walked, he heard the common people talking, saying that there were ten carriages going back and forth between Lishuping and Lucheng today.

The rice on it was filled with plenty and good, and the people were all red in their eyes.

Someone found out that it was produced in the fields of a little girl in Lishuping, and they all rushed to Lishuping to buy food with Leng Yingchun himself.

They just think that the origin is easier and cheaper than it comes from grain merchants, right?

The master agrees that the people trade directly in the fields and sell them early. Leng Yingchun can take care of less food and have more time to study food, so he can let his family go for free.

It was all very beautiful to think about it, and the master went home happily.

He passed by Baiwu Shop and saw the closed door, wondering where the Million had gone.

He patted his palm, and he was troubled by all kinds of trivial matters recently, and he didn't even follow him.

He felt ashamed of Leng Yingchun and decided to work harder tomorrow to make up for his mistakes.

He walked to the house. As soon as he entered the door, his wife and daughter were a little disappointed when they saw that his hands were empty.

"The stone snail soup was discovered by the Lord, and he drank it!" The master was helpless, "Is there anything to eat at home? Come and bring it, I'm hungry again."

"My husband, why didn't you bring back some rice?" The matchmaker clapped his hands, "Lucheng is so lively today. Everyone is talking about the grain transported from Yingchun's home to the county government. Everyone is guessing that the grain is controlled by the government. If you want to buy it, the price will probably be more expensive than that of the grain merchants. Why don't you buy some from Yingchun directly and put it at home?"

"That's right, Dad, we have eaten more than a year of mixed grains, and we still have to eat once a day. Look at my face, I have lost weight. I am thinking about rice. Your salary is so small, and our family can't afford that much."

The master's daughter Fenru paused her eyelashes. Others' father had something to do with the imperial court, so he had eaten all kinds of delicacies. His father was the old stubborn, what?

I don't dare to get it.

"Don't worry, Yingchun promised me that I would leave some rice for us." The master yawned, "Madam, please help me beat my waist, it's about to break."

"Let you be so diligent!" The matchmaker pinched the master's waist angrily, "You know that your waist is not good, and you have to show off. Isn't it you who suffer?"

"There is no way, there is too shortage of people, I have to make up the numbers. You stand in front of the threshing machine and someone will pass on the rice stalks to you. Can you not pick them up? Women have never been tired after years of doing things. I, a big man, how dare I say I am tired?"

The master held his waist and went back. When he suddenly thought of the rescue team, he was curious about who Leng Yingchun said the noble person was.

But the county magistrate did not mention it, which means that the noble man was still hiding in the dark.

He thought of the sickle sent by Qin Lanqing again. Will it be related to Qin Lanqing when he delivered it just right?

He decided to go outside to inquire about it and not come to Lucheng. The locals know nothing about it. It would be bad for the big guy to blame him.

The matchmaker looked out anxiously, "Hey, I won't have a good rest when I'm back, where are you going?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll be back soon." The master waved his hand and went out to inquire about the news.

Su Jingxian, who was about to inquire, was smiling at the corner of his mouth, mainly because he heard the rescue team say that the rice stems were thick and the rice ears were heavy, and it seemed that they could not finish harvesting. He had been busy for a day and had not finished harvesting.

He knew that God would pity the people of Dayu Kingdom for suffering from famine, and sent Leng Yingchun to farm in Lishuping, a fertile land area of ​​Lishuping, which could solve the people's problems in one go.

"Yingchun, you are so nice!" Su Jingxian sighed and felt very happy to see the team lying in the corridor outside.

In his impression, these humans and gods existed in general and had not yet appeared tired.

The tiring of rice is so tired that it shows that farm work is difficult to do.

Tiedun ran in excitedly, sat next to Su Jingxian, blinking, "Little Marquis, do you want to know about Leng Yingchun?"

Su Jingxian rolled his eyes. Of course he wanted to know, but he was very introverted and would not ask for it on his own initiative.

Seeing that he was silent, Tiedun really wanted to slap himself. To determine the nature, how could he be Su Jingxian's opponent?

He sat cross-legged and told the gossip he heard.

"Leng Yingchun is famous. I heard from them that the carriage transporting rice has been traveling back and forth for more than a hundred times, and several wheels have been broken. The carriage shop has unloaded the wheels of the carriage to be sold and installed. They are processing and making wheels tonight."

"I understand!" Su Jingxian nodded. The team told him everything about today.

"Leng Yingchun is really capable. He can actually cultivate high-yield and high-quality rice." Tiedun shook his knees, "You said, how could a young lady be able to take a look at farming?"

"She must have suffered a lot!" Su Jingxian felt a little worried, and he blamed him for throwing her down and letting her face all kinds of unknowns.

"Isn't it thank you?" Tiedun said without fear of death, "Little Marquis, you have finally established a relationship with Leng Yingchun now. Don't ruin your image in her mind anymore. You have to try hard to get close to her, get close to her, and don't let her run away."

Su Jingxian is quite contradictory. He wants to stay with Leng Yingchun more, but he doesn't know how to maintain his relationship...
Chapter completed!