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After surrendering, Huang Song didn't leave the gate every day. After more than half a year, the outside world almost forgot about him, so Huang Song dared to go out every now and then. There’s nothing fun to do when you go out, just go shopping on the road, listen to books and watch movies to pass the time

These days are very busy, the most obvious change is that his body has gained weight twice, and his face has grown a lot bigger! The six-pack abdominal muscles with well-defined muscles are slowly moving closer together. The armor that used to fit just right, but now you have to breathe hard and hold your stomach to put it on.

Huang Song was very free, so he took Feng Jue, who was also free, to listen to the new book together. While listening to Mr. Shu, he drank some wine and ate various snacks, commented on the plot from time to time, and talked about the situation in the outside world... The small days are very comfortable.

"Hey, that man looks familiar."

Huang Song was leaning against the window, occasionally glanced at the street downstairs, and found a figure from the back that looked familiar.

He looked at the other party, and the other party seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look over.

Huang Song recognized the other party's identity at a glance, and almost spit out, isn't this person Liu Xi?

"Where did she crawl back from?"

One side of the princes and tyrants is actually dressed in brown, with a cloth scarf on his head, his trouser legs are tied up high, the straw sandals on his feet are full of mud, and his exposed calves are also dyed in a dirty color... let alone a prince Some people believed that she was a farmer in the field.

Jiang Ji also saw Huang Song leaning against the window on the second floor, changed her mind, turned around and entered the teahouse.

"Bogao's childhood was quite leisurely?"

Jiang Ji walked up to the second floor and was almost stopped by Xiaoer.

Seeing that Huang Song was dressed in rich clothes, he had gained some weight after not seeing him for a few days, and he felt a little jealous.

Jiang Ji approached, and Huang Song smelled the peculiar smell on her body, couldn't help pinching his nose and said, "Lanting, didn't you fall into the cesspit?"

Feng Jue also frowned, obviously being very suffocated by the smell.

Jiang Ji said, "It didn't fall into the cesspit. Although there is some peculiar smell, it's not that exaggerated, right?"

Huang Song asked again, "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I just came back from the field. The group of trash dim sums said that the old farmers who are experienced in farming have traveled through mountains and rivers to go to the mountains to meet people. They have asked them all the way. The so-called experienced farmers are just routine operations. It wasted my whole day." Jiang Ji was so angry that she wanted to put her hands on her hips, "Although the old farmer's experience is good, many methods are recorded in agricultural books.

It doesn't seem to be of much use..."

Huang Song was confused. He understood every word Jiang Ji said, but he just didn't know what she was busy with.

What kind of experienced farmer did a prince go to see?

She didn't want to fight for hegemony, so she changed her career to become a peasant woman?

Huang Song asked a few words casually, and Jiang Ji said, "The weather is good this year, but the harvest is much lower than in previous years. I thought it was someone's corruption, but after careful investigation, I found out that the farmland was not fertile enough, so that the yield per mu decline"

The corner of Huang Song's mouth twitched, and he said, "You never ordered the fields to rest, so the fertility of the fields is naturally insufficient."

In the eyes of others, Jiang Ji's move can be regarded as a waste of money.

Cultivate every year without knowing how to cultivate, no matter how fertile and fertile the land is, it cannot withstand such oppression.

In the long run, those lands will become barren fields!

"Plowing off for one year, the food shortage is an unimaginably huge number!" Jiang Ji said, "Plowing off is just a bad idea."

Huang Song asked her, "What does Lan Ting think is the best policy?"

Jiang Ji said, "Naturally, it is to ensure the fertility of the field, and it must be cultivated year after year."

It was originally a troubled time, and the food supply was in short supply. At this time, farming is still on rest. Isn't this courting death?

Although Huang Song doesn't understand farming, Huang Song also knows that Jiang Ji's thinking is too naive. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

"Have you got an idea?"