After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

Ok……

Zhu Jiangjiang curled his lips and said with a modest smile: "You guys have won the award, did the play today go according to everyone's wishes?"

Today is the scene where Zhu Yingtai lost her horse. The reaction should be better than the previous two scenes, right?

"Miss Zhu, the people in the city are so excited that they are going to shake the sky, but you are still so calm, I admire you!"

Tu Jing is not exaggerating.

As soon as today's play was over and the crowd dispersed, it took less than a stick of incense for the whole city to spread the word.

The more it spreads, the more people in the city will rise to the top.

Those who eat wine, those who sell goods, and those who work are all talking about today's drama, not to mention those women who like to get together to chat about family affairs.

Households, streets and alleys, as long as there are voices, they all talk about today's drama.

As a result, those who didn't get tickets, or were reluctant to buy tickets to go to the theater, are now trying to find a way to buy tickets for the next show.

The excitement in the city was beyond Zhu Jiangjiang's imagination, but judging from the reactions of these people, it seemed that the response was good.

Fortunately, she did not disclose her identity as the boss behind the show, otherwise they would not be the only ones who came to her house at this moment.

"As long as you enjoy watching it."

Zhu Jiangjiang responded briefly, squatted down, and continued to write notes to the seeds.

She knew it was impolite, but there was no way, for her, seeds were more important.

Moreover, they all knew her identity, she was just a countryman, so they probably wouldn't care about these things with her, would they?

"Ma'am, these things are..."

The few people who came in were very curious, why are there medicines all over the floor in her house?

"Could it be possible that Miss Zhu's family is seriously ill?"

"...This is the seed." Zhu Jiangjiang said leisurely, "It will be cultivated soon, I will take it out and classify it so that it is convenient for planting."

"seed?"

As if they had never seen them before, they curiously picked up the seeds she had wrapped and looked at them, "Winter melon, watermelon, pumpkin, bitter melon, melon, kidney beans, broad beans, snow peas..."

"How come there are so many kinds, can they all be eaten?" Qin Feng took a pack of seeds and asked Zhu Jiangjiang.

Some of these seeds he knew, and some he didn't know.

Look closely at the others, well, most of them are things he has never even heard of.

A small Jiangnan Town has more species than the capital, but if so, why is Jiangnan Town still so dilapidated and poor?

"If you plant it, you can eat it." If you can't eat it, why would she plant it?

Hearing the names of these seeds reported by Qin Feng, the elegant, dignified, unsmiling, and stressful old lady suddenly reacted.

The old man got up out of curiosity and went to open the pile of seeds, looked at each and put the same, and read it carefully.

After reading the pile of seeds on the table, he came to Zhu Jiangjiang's side to read the notes she wrote.

"Blueberries, raspberries, what are these?" the old man asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Jiangjiang felt his unique, gentle and powerful aura. She didn't want to say it, but she always felt that the old man in front of her was once a great person.

"It's fruit." She answered rather simply.

Because it's hard for her to describe to them what it is if they don't know it.

Zhu Jiangjiang answered very calmly, but Qin Feng beside him couldn't calm down. He carefully observed the expression of the old man, and he was relieved when he saw that he was not angry.

"With so many seeds, how do you plan to plant them?" the old man asked again.

He seems very interested?

When I meet someone who cares about farming, I wish Jiangjiang a lot of energy.

Zhu Lin, who doesn't care about farming at all, no matter how many ideas she has, she has no way to show them.

This person doesn't seem to have a low status. Regardless of whether he is still in office or not, what he says should be more or less useful.

"These seeds seem to be many and very mixed. It is impossible to plant them in one place, so I have selected some places according to the soil environment required by the seeds and planted them in a distributed manner."

"When it comes to the soil environment, of course the control of temperature, humidity and nutrient content is indispensable. I am still researching these..."

When Zhu Jiangjiang talked about her major, she couldn't help wanting to talk endlessly, so she found someone to study and discuss with her.

But she seemed to have forgotten that no one here could understand what she was talking about except her.

So before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man, "What is soil, and what are you talking about?"

"Uh..." Zhu Jiangjiang was at a loss for words when asked, and when he wanted to explain to him in depth, he suddenly gave up.

This is a big question.

He doesn't even know what soil is, so how can he explain it?

"My lord, farming is what we country people do. You don't seem to be the type to do this kind of work, lord. It's useless for me to tell you more. Please drink tea."

It happened that Pei Xiaoyu had cooked tea and brought it up, Zhu Jiangjiang politely invited them to taste the tea and did not continue this topic.

But what she said, I don't know which word annoyed the master.

He got up angrily, waved his sleeves vigorously, and said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back: "The old man has been in charge of the Dali Dynasty for many years, and I have never seen anything. How difficult is it to mere farming!"

"I don't believe it anymore, the common people can grow land, why can't I do anything!"

His bold words directly frightened Qin Feng and the others so that they did not dare to breathe, and all of them straightened up, not daring to raise their heads.

Pei Ji has been struggling at the border for five years, from an unknown soldier to a first-rank general. He has never experienced any scenes, so he seems to be fine, without changing his face.

Zhu Jiangjiang was not intimidated by him, but felt that his spirit of living and learning was worth learning.

"Farming the land is not difficult, just sow the seeds, and the rest depends on God's will, right?"

Zhu Jiangjiang opened his mouth slowly, with a smile, and told the old man how the people of the Dali Dynasty farmed the land.

Then, the tone changed, "But who would know that farming is actually a science. If you want the people to be rich and the country to take off, you still have to conquer the land first."

"I just want to conquer the land of Jiangnan Town." She said lightly, only she knew how heavy this burden was.

However, she is confident that as long as the imperial court gives her a chance, cooperate with her.

"Conquer the land?"

It was the first time that the old man heard someone use the word "conquer" on the loess under his feet.

In their cognition, the earth and loess are the least worth mentioning. These things are everywhere, and there is no need to care or pay attention to them at all.

But the little girl in front of her actually regarded this piece of loess so important, and described it as something that needed to be "conquered".

Is the loess under your feet really so attractive?

"Fresh!" The old man still had doubts about what Zhu Jiangjiang said about conquering the land, but this statement sounded fresh to him.

Zhu Jiangjiang responded to him with a smile and didn't say much.

Thoughts are not at the same level, there is no need to distinguish between right and wrong, and there is no need to justify, everything is left to the results to prove.