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The next day, Qi Xingyun brought people to dig yellow rice seedlings, and the village chief also brought a few people to Yang Dashan's house early in the morning to wait for help.

Ermao and his brothers are all at home today. According to what is written in the book, they studied the approximate spacing between every two seedlings, and also studied the row spacing and width spacing of each ridge. They explained it to their uncles in advance, so they had some experience when Qi Xingyun brought people to dig.

When digging, each plant is covered with some soil and wrapped with straw so as not to damage the roots of the dwarf seedlings. Take them home, remove the straw and put them in the dug hole.

The matter went very smoothly. In total, nearly two thousand seedlings were dug up, enough for Qi Xingyun to plant an acre of land when he returned.

I didn't know how many seedlings were dug out yesterday, and I didn't know how much land was needed. However, Qi Xingyun and his people didn't have much of anything, but land. He asked people to prepare several acres of land, and planned to use them next time if they couldn't finish planting them the first time. There would always be a time when they would be useful.

The village chief was also very embarrassed and said, "I didn't know what happened yesterday. I just thought that the owner of the Qi family needed experienced farmers, so I sent two of them over. Now there are only so many seedlings, so let them stay there with one person who can take care of it. Let the others go back and don't stay there and waste the owner's food."

Qi Xingyun: "It's okay, don't worry, Village Chief. There's less work to do now, so you can help tidy up the other areas first. They are experienced and it's better for them to give guidance to the people below than for us to grope around on our own."

Indeed, there are many capable people under Qi Xingyun, and there may be many who can farm, but they may not be as good as the farmers from the common people. It can be said that they rely on the weather for their livelihood, and every step they take depends on the mood of God. How can they not be better than others?

After all the excavations were completed and loaded onto the truck, Sanmao reluctantly took out a piece of paper from his bosom, handed it to Qi Xingyun with a painful look, and said, "This is what we have summarized. It is the precautions for the future. See if it is useful."

Qi Xingyun saw that he was in pain and was curious about what was written inside. He took a quick look and found that it was no wonder that he felt pain inside, as each step was described in detail. It was really worth a thousand gold coins!

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: only ordinary people who really farm the land would act like this. Those powerful and wealthy families would never give you these important things. They would rather you didn't farm well and have no harvest in the end. Only in this way will the things not fall into the hands of only your family.

But ordinary people are different. They all know who grows the best crops, and when someone asks them about it, they will teach you with all their heart, hoping that everyone will have a good harvest and everyone can have enough food to eat.

Sanmao must be feeling pained, as these were all provided by her sister. She said: If you don't take good care of the seedlings, there will be no high yield. Sweet potatoes are different from corn, which is not picky about the land. You can see its requirements for the land. The seeds have been given, so it is only right to remind you of the things you should pay attention to. Don't forget that the corn is ours, and it should be ours when it grows. We will pay the rent then, but we don't know how much rent they will ask for their land.

Hearing this, the Yang family members smiled secretly. Yes, the corn seedlings are ours, so shouldn’t they be returned to us after they are grown? The worst that can happen is that they can just pay a little more rent to the Qi family.

Qi Xingyun: Do you think we are the ones who are in need of rent? What we are in need of is the seeds, okay?

Qi Xingyun and Zheng Huaming’s idea is: You planted them all for me, so they are ours. At worst, I can return some to you later. Well, just like sweet potatoes, I can return three pounds for one pound.

In this way, neither side made a clear statement, and both thought their own ideas were correct, resulting in a perfect misunderstanding.

Only Miss Xiaocao knew clearly: [There is enough in the vegetable garden for me to grow crops. Unless I buy land now, I will give away so many crops to others. Wouldn’t it be better to leave them to more capable people to promote them? We can’t have all good things come from our family. It will bring disaster.]

[Alas, our strength is too weak. We need to improve our strength quickly. The only way for common people to improve their strength is through the imperial examination or military service. The imperial examination is too slow, and military service is too dangerous.]

[Let’s just hold on to one thigh, Qi Xingyun. If people ask us, we can say that they brought the seeds and we just helped plant them. We don’t know anything else.]

Everyone in the Yang family agreed with Xiaocao's thoughts: Yes, you have to hold on to a big thigh and find someone to take the blame. Even if the scapegoat is a good thing, there is no guarantee that bad things will not happen in the future.

This is how the Yang family happily concluded the matter.

As for Qi Xingyun, Zheng Huaming did not go to Qingshan Village with him today. Instead, he took Goudan and others to the fields early in the morning and watched them tidy up the land.

Qi Xingyun received the instruction manual from Sanmao, and after leaving Qingshan Village, he left Manager Wu to escort the car and walk behind. He rode his horse as fast as he could and went ahead. He went to the field first and asked people to prepare the land according to the instruction manual, so that they could plant the seedlings as soon as they arrived, without wasting any time.

When Qi Xingyun arrived at the field, the land had already been deeply plowed. He immediately gathered everyone together and explained the width and distance of the land according to the instructions. Then he said to Goudan and the others, "Uncle, can you first make a row as you said just now to demonstrate to everyone?"

Grandpa Goudan: "That's easy." After saying that, he called Grandpa Tietou and others to work together. The two grandfathers each brought a kid to each ridge. They compared it with their hoes, measured it with their feet, and then started working.

Others followed suit. What a joke! The master is standing here, how can a servant just stand there and watch others work?

Soon, two ridges of land were opened. Grandpa Goudan said to Qi Xingyun, "We farmers only know the size of each ridge based on experience, without any measurement. If you want to count accurately, you can only use a ruler."

Zheng Huaming actually took out a ruler and asked people to measure it. After the measurement, he couldn't help but sigh that the experience of ordinary people is really not to be underestimated. The result obtained by measuring with his feet was the same as that measured with a ruler.

Qi Xingyun was very satisfied with what he saw. He waved his hand and said, "Let's get started. The others continue to work on the land, and the two old men will lead the people to start planting seedlings."

All of a sudden, the fields were busy with work. Strength lies in numbers. The seedlings that were brought back could only plant about one mu of land. With clear division of labor, the planting was completed quickly.

Goudan and his friends stayed at Qi Xingyun's farm for two more days. They went to the fields early every morning, watered the plants and paid attention to the condition of the seedlings. When they saw that the seedlings were growing well, they said goodbye to Qi Xingyun. I have been away for so many days, and I don't know how my wife is doing at home. I am really worried.