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Chapter 135 A single-minded saint

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    It¡¯s April.

    The last bit of chill has finally dissipated, the long-lost heat has finally arrived, and the air seems to be full of vitality.

    At this time, the sweet potato finally bore fruit. One sweet potato gave birth to more than a dozen fruits and grew very well. Fang Jifan continued to cultivate it.

    "However, in order to prevent pests, these dozen sweet potatoes have adopted various cultivation methods, including water cultivation and soil cultivation. What needs to be done now is to reproduce seedlings in large quantities.

    ¡°It¡¯s justit¡¯s been half a month, but it hasn¡¯t rained in the capital.

    In the past, when winter passed, it would often be a drizzle of spring. But now, the whole spring is in the cold winter. When winter disappears, it has directly entered summer.

    The impact of the Little Ice Age was far more than just the endless heavy snow. The water had not fallen for several days, which made hundreds of households in the Xishan villages complain incessantly because they had to divert water

    Zhang Xin has become black and thin.

    When I came to this hundred households, the thin skin and tender meat looked like the sleeve, the arm was like black charcoal, and a dark face. If it was printed on the moon, you could play Bao Gong.

    Fortunately, he is an honest man. As a son of a noble family, he has never suffered much since he was a child. He doesn't have many complaints here. He does whatever Fang Jifan asks him to do.

    This made Fang Jifan very grateful to Zhang Shibo. Without Zhang Shibo, who would fight a small dozen a day and a big dozen every three days, how could there be such a docile Deputy Zhang Baihu?

    All in all, Zhang Fubaihu is very easy to use and is a very good helper.

    The other school captains wailed every day at first, but gradually they got used to it.

    People are all managed. Every time he arrives at Xishan, Fang Jifan feels particularly satisfied when he sees the bustling labor scene here.

    What is worrying is that because of the severe drought for several days, God still refuses to rain even a drop of rain, so much so that the soil in Xishan is cracked.

    This made Fang Jifan remember that in the twelfth year of Hongzhi's reign, there was a severe drought in the capital.

    This severe drought will last for a full month and a half. It is a disaster for the capital that has just passed the winter.

    The reason why Fang Jifan ignored the drought at first was not because of his poor memory.

    In fact, in his previous life, as a guy with no academic qualifications, no background, no background, and no girlfriend, the only thing he did was spend time in the archives reading.

    His memory is really surprisingly good, and various historical materials can be cross-corroborated. For example, when he reads the local annals of Beijing, the things recorded there can often be cross-corroborated with the records of the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty.  Although the history of the Ming Dynasty compiled by others conflicts with the actual records and local chronicles, the general content also has a lot of mutual corroboration.

    The reason why Fang Jifan ignored it was simply because records of droughts were too frequent in historical materials, especially in the north. Almost every year, there were records of drought in Shandong, drought in Shanxi, drought in the capital, and no rain. If it was more serious, it was mostly  "There is a drought in Huaibei, there is no rain, the people are hungry, and everyone eats each other" It is strange that Fang Jifan would not ignore such records of drought.

    "It's just a few words recorded in the historical materials. I didn't feel much when I read it. After all, it was just a short paragraph of text.

    But in this era where everything depends on God for food, it is shocking to see it in real time.

    Looking at the cracked loess, countless people are busy everywhere in Zhuangzi to divert water, but many rivers have dried up. Even if the water is diverted, it is limited. Sometimes, in order to fight for water, a fight is inevitable, even if  It is under the emperor's feet, and it is difficult for Shuntian Mansion to stop it.

    Fortunately, Xishan is where the farmland is located, so no one dares to come to grab water!

    In this world, Fang Jifan is the only one who robs others.

    In his heart, Fang Jifan really hopes that the sweet potatoes will grow quickly and produce more sweet potato seeds. In addition to the high yield per acre, the biggest feature of sweet potatoes is that they are drought-resistant. If they can be widely sown, I don¡¯t know how many people can be saved.

    "It's just a pity. I'm afraid that the seedling cultivation will be delayed for an unknown amount of time."

    Fang Jifan thought this way. On this day, he was looking at the sweet potatoes in the water jars in the Zhuangzi of the Hundred Households in the Tuntian. These sweet potatoes all sprouted new shoots. He had countless expectations for the sweet potatoes, but he didn't know what time to use them at this time.  I shouldn't report this matter, but unfortunately, based on past experience, even if I did report it, I'm afraid it would be just a fantasy in the eyes of others.

    He came out of the greenhouse with a slightly gloomy mood and met Wang Shouren.Yes, I went home first.

    I returned home in a depressed mood. As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Xu Jing poking his head outside.

    Fang Jifan glared at him and lamented in his heart, why his disciples were becoming more and more like him, all of them so wretched, and said with a stern tone: "Get in."

    "Yes." Xu Jing came in cautiously, as if he was afraid of being noticed, so he couldn't help but look back for a few times before giving up.

    "What's the matter?" Fang Jifan looked down upon such a vulgar appearance.

    Xu Jing whispered: "Teacher, there are guests arriving today."

    Fang Jifan said angrily: "As long as there are guests, there will be guests. It's none of my business."

    Xu Jing said hurriedly: "I came to see my master. I heard that my master was not here, and I asked about my teacher. When I saw that my teacher was not here either, I left a note. Oh, by the way, I also gave him a pair of jades."  Bi, I heard that my teacher liked gadgets, so I gave him two pairs so that he could play with them as he pleased. Whenever he doesn¡¯t like them anymore, just throw them away.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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