The Princess of Northern Land

"We're still in a team."

"No."

"With an extra month and a half, there should be a harvest."

"Look, there are seeds in the fields again." Humans are working here, and rice transplanters are also busy there. The villagers were very envious when they saw the rice transplanter running for a while, leaving only a patch of green.

"My boss, it would be great if we could make a few more."

"yes."

Everyone watched eagerly.

"Hurry up and help finish the work early." Li Zheng shouted. Starting from April, the Lin family gave everyone a holiday to reclaim wasteland. Many people were delayed for half a day in starting work. Recently, the goods produced in the Lin family's workshops were not enough for takeout, and the orders in each workshop were also heavy. Li Zheng was worried that if it continued in the long run, the Lin family would buy people in.

If we hire more people, everyone will lose the opportunity to work, and everyone will cry.

Many discerning villagers also thought of it, so when planting rice, most of them invited their relatives and friends over.

When these people from other villages saw the changes that had taken place in Shili Village over the past year, their eyes turned red with envy. Some people living in the next village asked their relatives to come over and ask if they could come to work in the workshop.

But the Lin family all declined.

These people had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, hoping to work in the fields. Lin Ziyin thought about it and finally found some honest farmers to work as long-term workers and stayed.

Fortunately, the Lin family Renyi can come here to work as long-term workers to take care of the crops, and everyone will be paid a lot of money, and their children can also come here to attend private schools.

In order to get a job quota, villagers from the neighboring villages resorted to all kinds of tricks. They asked relatives and friends to intercede and recommended themselves. Cui Da and others inspected some people and left a dozen people.

By mid-May, whether it was Chu Suifeng’s Zhuangzi, Shili Village or Ding’an Temple, everything was green.

The rice-planting season is finally over, and the workshop has returned to normal working conditions.

"Bah, I'm watching them struggle." Yan spat towards the black soil, "Rice has never grown well in the North, so I'll just wait for the Lin family to be unlucky, and the others will cry with them."

"Say less." Ma Dalang glared at her, "Zhicai needs to sign and comment in the past two days. Please be more honest with me. If it affects Zhicai, I will pluck your skin."

"I know the split, and I'm not talking about it outside." Yan muttered, and when she saw Ma Youcai who had just come out of prison, she suddenly felt suffocated in her heart.

Ma Youcai stayed in prison for over five months. Perhaps he suffered a lot in prison. When he came back, he was so thin that he was almost skin and bones. The distressed Yan family secretly scolded the Lin family.

Ma Youcai's imprisonment seemed to have drained his courage. Since returning home from prison, he had hardly left the house. They robbed, and they also robbed the two children of Ma Xincai's family.

Ma Zhicai scolded him several times, but he didn't listen at all. When the family members saw his kindness, they had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted.

Ma Zhicai felt aggrieved about Ma Youcai. Before it was time for the scientific examination, he packed his things early and prepared to go to the city. "Dad, I will stay at an inn in the city first, so as not to be unable to find a place due to the crowds." live."

"Where else can we find a place? You and your father can live together." Yan gave an idea.

"The place where my father lives is so small, and people come and go every day. How can I settle down and study." Ma Zhicai disagreed.

"Zhicai is right. He needs a quiet place to study. Many of the inns in the city are scholars. If they are together, they can have a good communication." Ma Dalang supported his son.

After hearing this, Mrs. Yan did not dare to say anything, and she felt a little sorry for Yin Zi. However, she thought that if her son won the scholarship, she, the mother, would be able to feel proud. After thinking about it, she immediately actively helped Ma Zhicai clean up the ceremony.

Ma Xincai also hoped that his younger brother could become a scholar. When he saw Ma Zhicai carrying the salute and going out, he came over with a smile and said a few words, "Zhicai, study hard. You are smart and have a good mind. You will definitely come back as a scholar."

Ma Zhicai looked down on his elder brother who only knew how to do farm work, so he just snorted coldly to his kindness and agreed.

Mrs. Huang saw his arrogant look from the side and felt unhappy. She didn't look down on them even before she was selected as a scholar. If Ma Zhicai really became a scholar, she would still see them as husband and wife. At this point, she was not enthusiastic about Ma Zhicai's examination. It suddenly faded away.

"Spread green fertilizer immediately." Seven or eight days later, the rice planted in Shili Village was full of vitality. Lin Ziyin looked at the seedlings in the field and immediately ordered the field workers and servants to apply fertilizer.

Agricultural machinery fertilizer is different from chemical fertilizer. It will definitely not work if you sprinkle too little.

Fortunately, the land is fertile, and when plowing the soil, base fertilizer has been applied. This time, the green fertilizer does not need to be too much, it is enough to support the growth of the seedlings.

The villagers were originally a little worried about whether Lin Ziyin's method of rice transplanting would work. After a month, they saw the growth of rice in the rice fields, and they all gave in. Judging from the seedlings, this year will definitely be a bumper harvest.