The county magistrate's daughter only wants to farm

"How do you want to cooperate?" Gu Yin admitted that she was tempted.

Since handing over the liquor that Gu Yin had collaborated with Jun Lan on last year to him, he no longer had to worry about it, and he even received a dividend of more than 10,000 taels at the end of the year.

"Old rules, fifty-fifty." Jun Lan said without hesitation.

"It's not impossible..." Gu Yin nodded slowly, and finally asked curiously, "Speaking of which, you want to grow both rice and sweet potatoes, where do you get so many trustworthy people?"

After years of exploration and training, there may be no shortage of management talents, but what about the people who do the work?

Jun Lan looked at Gu Yin in surprise and said, "Many disabled veterans have retired from the army. Besides, there is no major war now, so the soldiers can also farm."

Gu Yin originally thought that Jun Lan had some good way to recruit someone she could trust, and she could learn from him, but she forgot about his other identity...

Ok……

She is unworthy...

Finally, after considering all aspects, Gu Yin agreed to cooperate with Jun Lan.

"The rapeseed varieties grown in the village prefer cold weather. Ning County has a relatively hot weather, so we can choose to plant them at the end of the year and harvest them in the spring of the following year. However, the weather in the north is relatively cold, so we can choose to plant them in April or May, or in August or September."

"As for when to sow the seeds, it should be enough to try a few batches." Gu Yin couldn't describe the specific temperature and could only roughly estimate it based on the season. If you want to know the best time to plant, you must actually try it.

In fact, in later generations, because of the existence of high technology, rapeseed has different varieties, some that prefer cold weather and some that are heat-resistant. In a year, it is even possible to plant five or six crops.

But it is obviously not possible in the Daji Dynasty. Gu Yin thinks it is good enough to harvest two crops a year.

"It can actually be grown in the north." And it can be grown for two seasons. Jun Lan's tone was unusually relaxed.

*

The spring morning sunshine is warm and gentle, and the breeze is fresh and pleasant.

There was a constant stream of people coming and going at the south gate of the city. Some were carrying cloth bags, some were carrying baskets to sell things in the county town, and some were pushing carts to transport goods.

Gu Yin and Song Ruorou stood at the south gate of the city and looked at each other.

"I don't know when Ningxin will arrive. Are we out too early?" Song Ruorou looked at the end of the road, where no carriage appeared.

"It's hard to say, but since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. Let's just treat it as a stroll here." As he said this, Gu Yin yawned loudly.

Song Ruorou looked at Gu Yin, who looked like she could fall asleep at any time, and was quite speechless: "Ayin, you are not right, it was already noon when I went to find you, you haven't slept enough?"

"To be precise, it was just the hour of Chen." Converted into modern terms, it is exactly seven o'clock in the morning.

"Yes, you slept until Chenshi. But I woke up at Maoshi. I even exercised for half an hour before I came to see you."

Gu Yin leaned on Song Ruorou's shoulder, half-closed her eyes, and weakly raised a thumb: "I admire you... You are really amazing."

Getting up at five in the morning shows the terrifying perseverance of a martial artist.

"Don't be so glib. Didn't you say you wanted to hang out with me?" Song Ruorou shrugged and lifted Gu Yin's head. "Let's go. There's a group of people gathered over there. Let's go take a look?"

Gu Yin wiped her face vigorously, and instantly felt much more awake, and nodded with energy.

The two gradually walked into the crowd gathered at a corner of the city gate, and at the same time heard a childish voice coming from inside: "How do you write the word 'gu' in 'dagu'?"

"The 'gu' in rice... two dots on top plus a person, and a 'kou' character on the bottom. Look, it's written like this..." A voice that sounded a little vicissitudes of life sounded.

At this time, Gu Yin and the other person also walked into the middle of the crowd and saw a man with patches all over his body, messy hair and a full beard sitting on a stone pier. He was lowering his head and drawing on the ground, obviously demonstrating how to write the word "gu" to the children around him.

"So this is the rice field. The box below looks like a barn. Are there so many grains of rice popping out from above?" a little boy of five or six years old said with a smile.

"Hey...it really looks like it." Another little boy squatting beside him bumped into him in surprise, "Dog, you're so smart. How did you think of the barn?"

The little boy called Gouzi scratched his head, not knowing how to explain. He said hesitantly, "I just... I thought of it when I saw this word."

After writing, the man sat on the stone bench and watched the children chattering away without interrupting them.

"Does this gentleman teach children to read here every day?" Gu Yin asked quietly as the people around were watching with great interest.

An uncle standing next to Gu Yin replied enthusiastically, "Yes, he has been here for more than a month. I come here every day when I pass by to work and take a look at the fun. I even learned a few words."

When the uncle talked about this, his eyes lit up and he looked quite proud.

"Uncle is really awesome." Gu Yin gave a thumbs up in surprise.

The uncle's face turned a little red due to the praise and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"But since this gentleman is literate, it should not be difficult for him to find a job. Why..." Gu Yin turned her head to look at him, who was dressed like a beggar.

"I know that. He was originally a scholar." An old lady nearby heard their conversation and came over to say mysteriously, "I heard from the nephew of a nephew of an old sister of mine in Jixiang Village that he seemed to have offended a powerful person in the capital. That powerful person hated him and said everywhere that he was dishonest. Naturally, no employer dared to hire him."

"Is this true?" Gu Yin asked, picking up the old woman's words.

Hearing Gu Yin's question, the old woman slapped her thigh and stamped her feet excitedly, saying, "That must be false. It was my relative who leaked the news. The truth is that the son of that powerful person was taking the imperial examination. He was teaching in the private school of the powerful person's family at the time, and they wanted him to help cheat."

"This gentleman refused, so he was kicked out?"

"That's right!" The old woman successfully shared the gossip with others, and her tone became excited.

"Doesn't anyone else know about this?" If an old lady could hear the news, it meant it was no longer a secret.

"What can I do if I know? There were shops that took pity on him and hired him to help with bookkeeping, but guess what happened?"

"How?" Gu Yin pretended to be curious.

"That store was harassed by thugs every other day, and it closed down in less than a month." The old woman looked indignant.

"Maybe he knew that he was being targeted, so he stopped looking for a job. Over time, he became like this." A sigh was heard from the crowd.