Chapter 1680: Thoughtful color

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After all, the soil here is not very good, so the sweet potatoes here are also like rice, far less than the growth of the Imperial City, even the growth rate is much slower than the outside world, you can see the delicate leaves on the look. There are actually small holes one after another, about the size of sesame seeds, the distance is far, not many.
In the flower garden, there is a touch of color in the flower garden. I don’t think there are many locusts in Ganzhou. It’s no wonder that the cultivation of Ganzhou can’t keep up. This problem must also be dealt with.
I seem to think of something, and the flowers suddenly look back and look at the money that has been honestly behind her, saying: "Right, how about the sweet potato yield in Wu County in the past, and how about the taste of sweet potatoes?"
Qian Lin is the largest grain merchant of the Wu County generation. He is also the richest man. He is very clear about this nature. He smiled happily and smiled. "Return to Wang Hao, the main food of Wu County is rice. The sweet potato is only eaten by the poor. However, the yield is not high, the taste is far less sweet than the imperial city, and people who can not eat naturally do not like it."
A strange dagger on the flower, like a mirror-like water, dyed a few points of thoughtful color.
It can be seen from the situation of the sweet potato seedlings in this place that Qian Lin’s words should be no falsehood.
The yield of sweet potatoes is not good with the taste. It is because of the problems of soil and mites. She has to try to develop some methods to remove insects.
It was the thoughts that her head was suddenly blasting a woman’s voice like a thunder.
"What are you doing? Hey, I have been working hard to grow the sweet potato. This is what made the door. It was actually the scourge."
When she looked up, she saw a woman rushing over and carefully circumventing the sweet potato seedlings between the fields. In a short time, she came to her and pointed at the seedlings in front of her face.
The woman's skin was rough and dark, dressed in a coarse clothed shirt, her body was covered with patches, and her eyes seemed to be low, but she kept looking up from time to time, and she would wait for the flowers and the money she followed. Everyone looked at it, and from time to time, the jewels in the flowers and the jade pendants on the waist were lingering in the middle of the road. The greed was faintly visible in the sly, showing how big the abacus is.
But on top of the seedlings, except for the small holes that the mites bite, it is clearly intact.
Mo Shanghua stood up, staring at the woman in a bleak, said: "This aunt, please check before you speak, I have never crossed the border, and have never touched anything in your place, and you The seedlings are clearly defined, and they are said to have been harmed."
The woman Zhang Wang’s eyes turned and turned, like being mad, and
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stood up, and the foot of the seedlings stepped down a small piece.
Then he pointed to the fallen seedlings and spoke a big accent with a big accent. He said, "What is good at all, what is the good thing about your little girl? How can you squint and talk? You see for yourself. This seedling, not all have been trampled."
Moshanghua has been paying attention to Zhang Wang’s every move. Seeing her face is not arrogant and not breathing, she can’t help but sneer.
She has never been greeted by people who are not good with her. Therefore, her words are not polite. "Whoever reverses the black and white, who knows his own heart, aunt, this village is a vibe, a lie, When I was dying to hell, I was going to be taken out by my prince."