Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Luan Xing became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he even raised his sword and chopped at Rui Lian.

Zhao Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

It would be better if Luan Xing killed Rui Lian in a fit of impulse, so that both sides would suffer losses and he could reap the benefits.

What neither of them expected was that Ruilian dodged the knife by stepping backwards.

Luan Xing looked at Rui Lian in surprise.

His sword was a deadly move and it was definitely not easy to dodge it, but Ruilian did it, and he looked like he was doing it with ease.

"You are so good at fighting? Have you been playing dumb before?"

Rui Lian smiled coldly and then shouted outside.

"Someone come! My eldest brother attacked the leader and intended to seize power. Tie him up for me!"

At this moment, Ruilian was no longer as carefree as before. His eyes were shining and his face showed a ruthlessness that would not give up until he achieved his goal.

The internal strife in the Seven Kills Tribe was fierce, and the three brothers fought to the death. As expected, no one thought of seeking revenge in the Moonfall Tribe.

When winter comes, Mo Xiaonian doesn't like to move much.

It was cold everywhere, and the wind would hurt her skin when she went out, so when it was very cold, she wouldn't even go to the office and would stay at home most of the time.

Even at home, she has a lot of things to do.

Over this period of time, her space has opened up a lot of new things.

After rescuing the people of the Baicha tribe last time, a small piece of mountain land actually opened up behind her fields.

That piece of mountain was overgrown with weeds. It took Mo Xiaonian seven days to clear out that small piece of hillside.

After clearing the hillside, she planted apple and orange tree saplings, all of which had to be planted on the hillside.

Mo Xiaonian happily planted the entire hillside.

Fruit trees bloomed in the space, and she would never lack fruits to eat again.

After all the fruit trees were planted, she also produced melon seeds and peanut seeds.

Now I have some snacks too.

The opening of the hillside gave Mo Xiaonian new fantasies.

This shows that there is still a lot of room for development in his farming system.

There are many rare treasures in the mountain. If the entire mountain is opened up, she believes that many treasures can be discovered in that mountain.

In addition to farming in the space, Mo Xiaonian also brought out a lot of seeds, and when she had nothing to do, she would pack the seeds with Yue Lu Luhua and the others.

Spring ploughing will begin after the Chinese New Year.

Next year's spring plowing will be different from this year. The people in the tribe are lining up to get seeds to plant the crops. The scale of the work has suddenly expanded to the entire tribe, and the fields that need to be developed have extended to the foot of Qi Yushan Mountain.

The people are very enthusiastic about farming and the amount of seeds needed is also huge.

Yuelu had made an agreement with the people that the seeds provided by the goddess must be returned in multiples after they had a good harvest.

The people of the Moonfall Tribe absolutely would not believe in getting something for nothing.

During the day, Mo Xiaonian and Yuelu divided the seeds for the day. In the evening, after Yuelu and Luhua left, Mo Xiaonian lay on the table and began to write and draw.

Fu Cang walked into the room, bringing in a gust of cold air.

Mo Xiaonian turned around and saw a thick layer of snow on Fu Cang's body. She said in surprise: "Fu Cang, it's snowing outside?"

Fu Cang shook off the snow on his body outside before entering the house.

"Yeah, it's snowing, and it's pretty heavy."

"I don't even know."

"It has only been snowing for a while, but it looks like it will snow a lot. I won't ride my horse tomorrow.

What are you doing here? The light is so dim, you might hurt your eyes!"

Mo Xiaonian held the drawn pattern and excitedly came to Fu Cang.

"Dangdang! Look, this is the waterwheel I drew."

"A waterwheel? It looks like a big wheel. What is it used for?"

"This is for irrigation. Next year, the people in our tribe will start to open up wasteland and plant crops.

Now that our tribe has such a large population, the fields we have reclaimed have reached the foot of Qiyu Mountain.

The canal we dug is far from enough to supply water to so many fields.

This waterwheel can transport water to higher ground, so after the seeds are sown next year, the waterwheel should be built and installed upstream of the Qiyu River. "

The more Fu Cang looked at it, the more he felt that this thing was exquisite.

"Awesome, awesome, it's really awesome. Once this thing is completed, it will benefit all the people in the tribe. I will take this blueprint to the military camp tomorrow and let the carpenters in the camp take a look and see if it can be built according to the blueprint."

"Okay, you can take it. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. A month after the Chinese New Year, we will start preparing for spring ploughing. This waterwheel must be built after the seeds are sown in the field.

By the way, Fu Cang, you guys are going to start reclaiming wasteland and planting crops in your military camp next year, right?"

"That's right. There are more and more soldiers in the barracks, and the daily food consumption is huge. We can't just rely on buying from outside..."

Before Fu Cang finished his words, there was a knock on the door.

The sound of Wangcai barking was heard. Fucang put on his cloak and walked out of the yard. He found that the person standing at the door was actually a member of the reconnaissance team led by Xiao Tu.

"what happened?"

The team member looked extremely miserable, his face was black and blue from the cold, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Leader, our team found a group of more than 70 people trapped in a large snow pit in the valley behind Qiyu Mountain.

Our team is small and cannot rescue those people, so the captain asked me to come back quickly to report and ask for your support! "

A team of more than 70 people is really a lot. Now it is the middle of winter. If those people are trapped in the snow pit for a night, they will definitely die.

So Fu Cang nodded, went back to put on his clothes, and led the soldiers straight to the scene of the accident.

It was cold and the roads were slippery, and the mountains were covered with snow. Fu Cang couldn't ride a horse, so he led a team of infantrymen. The group of people went into the mountains in a mighty manner, holding flashlights.

The road on the mountain was really difficult to walk on. If it weren't for Fu Cang's flashlight, it would have been even more difficult.

Fu Cang asked the soldier who came back to report the news curiously: "Why did your captain bring you into the mountains in the middle of the night?"