Dressed as a top-notch girl, leading the whole village to become rich

Ye Guo didn't know yet that her second brother had suddenly figured it out on his own. If she knew, she would be so happy.

The main thing is that the imperial examination is much more difficult than the college entrance examination in modern times. Knowledge, luck, and physical health are all essential.

The Jinshi degree of Daqing is much more valuable than the provincial top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Moreover, many students in Daqing are good at riding and shooting. People like Acheng and Ali, who are used to walking in the mountains and fields, have a good physical foundation and flexible hands and feet. They can reach the standards of the imperial examinations through a short period of intensive study.

But Ye Guo can’t do that!

Although she was an outstanding graduate of 985 and 211 universities, she felt that studying was as easy as eating.

But Daqing tests classical Chinese, eight-legged essays, poetry, and the six arts of a gentleman... I'm sorry, I really can't adapt to the local climate.

Not to mention that her current body shape is no different from that of an ordinary person, but she never dares to be lazy during lunch break.

So the second brother can figure it out, it is true that one more person means one more hope.

Ye Guo has been very busy recently, mainly with sowing seeds in the rice fields.

The conditions of each household’s fields in the village are different, and most of them need to be temporarily converted from dry land to irrigated land.

Fortunately, Yejia Village is close to the river and has many ditches, but there are still many details to be dealt with. Otherwise, even if the rice seeds are sown, the growth will be very different.

Boss Ye and she were in the fields almost from morning to night. Even though they were wearing long sleeves, long pants and hats, they were still tanned.

But as more rice seeds were planted, the villagers were filled with joy. Every time Ye Guo came back from the fields, his backpack was filled with fruits and vegetables, so many that he could send them to Aunt Li's house for pickling.

This is just the beginning.

"Dafu, the lotus roots have finally been harvested and the rice seeds have been planted. The villagers want to help your family with the autumn harvest. Do you think it's okay?"

The head of the village made a special trip here because he had asked someone to check the date. The weather had been suitable recently, and the village planned to hold a harvest ceremony in three days.

"Every family has their own land, and they have to work hard to harvest in autumn. The second brother is not at home, and neither are Acheng and Ali, so my family simply hired tenant farmers to avoid causing trouble for everyone."

There are not many people in the village who hire tenants, but there are still some.

"That's fine. But let me put it in advance, if the late rice is successful, then the harvest will definitely be the responsibility of everyone in the village."

"We'll talk about it when the time comes." Father Ye smiled and did some Tai Chi. The food in the cellar at home was enough for their family to eat for half a year. There was also a lot of food hidden in the cave.

There is food at home, so I don’t panic.

Regarding the autumn harvest, he had already checked the farm tools, and then Xiaoguo came to have a talk with him.

He also came to terms with it. Health is important, and he also wanted to see Xiaoguo get married.

What's more, his own rice field has grown into a lush green. Thinking of this, he smoked with more energy.

"Village head, have dinner at my house before you go back." Old Mrs. Ye took the teacup in front of him and placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

"Xiaoguo has been working hard in the fields recently. My family specially made dumplings today to nourish her. You should eat a few more too."

Thinking of her capable and intelligent daughter, Mrs. Ye, who was wearing a brand new shorts, spoke in a much lighter tone than usual.

"Dumplings? Then you're welcome. The last time I ate dumplings was during the Chinese New Year. There are some with leek filling, right? With a little vinegar, it's really delicious." The head of the village was really happy for them. Their lives were getting better and better.

"Yes, yes. Just sit still and I'll bring it to you right away." Seeing that the headman did not refuse, Old Lady Ye felt very proud.

The village head has always been a very empathetic person. He would not even drink a sip of water from a poor family.

Old Mrs. Ye, who was recognized for her improved family conditions, added another spoonful of dumplings to the already full bowl. The plump white dumplings, paired with green chopped green onions, looked very appetizing.

The dumpling skins are made entirely of white flour, and meat is added to the filling. Although each person only has one bowl, it is enough to show off.

Ye Guo tidied himself up before going to the table to eat. In addition to dumplings, corn porridge, lotus root soup... the table was full of food.

Being praised is the norm and a daily theme, she has become accustomed to it.

What I’m not used to is that the money I have is getting less and less, and I have to find other ways to make money.

It was not dark after dinner. With Xiaowan's reminder, Ye Guo finally remembered the sugarcane he brought back from Lingnan.

She placed the sugarcane in a cool place and sprayed it with water from time to time so that it remained active.

plant ash.

Nowadays, there is always wood ash in the wooden barrel at home.

Before planting sugarcane, the seedlings are cut into small sections, each containing at least one node. The two ends are coated with wood ash and then placed flat or diagonally in pre-dug grooves.

Sugarcane likes fertilizer. In order to facilitate the later fertilization and make the sugarcane grow better, the distance between leaves and fruits is slightly larger, with each distance being about 30 centimeters.

When planting, water must be poured thoroughly. In order to promote root development, the frequency of irrigation will be gradually reduced.

The rest depends on God's will.

Autumn has not officially arrived yet. After planting sugarcane, Ye Guo was sweating all over again. I could only take a hot shower before I could fall asleep peacefully.

The next morning, instead of going to the valley to harvest lotus roots, Old Man Ye, Old Lady Ye, and Old Man Ye all got up early and went to the fields.

First I went to check the water level in my own rice field, and then went to other people’s rice fields in the village to check on the growth of the crops. Suddenly, the day became particularly promising.

Because they are happy, the villagers have been talking a little louder recently.

After three days of rest, the village held the harvest ceremony.

It was a rare day, and Ye Guo was woken up early. Under the nagging of Old Lady Ye, he changed into new light green clothes and tied a headband of the same color in his hair, looking like a green elf.

The clan school is now on holiday, so that everyone can come back to help with the autumn harvest.

On the ridges of the best rice fields in the village, men, women, young and old, all dressed in their best clothes, stood in a messy but orderly manner.

It is bustling with layers upon layers.

"Aunt, we will take you to catch loaches later. We have prepared the bamboo tubes in advance." Xiaomu said secretly. This is their regular program every year.

"We can also catch frogs and mud frogs... Cun, when the time comes, you can help me hold the basket and I will be responsible for catching them." Xiaomu also rushed to say, fearing that the leaves would be accidentally snatched away.

Ye Guo was being pulled from left to right, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You better be quiet, the ceremony will start soon."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the Third Master walking up to a platform half a person's height. Below the platform, the strongest men from every household, holding sickles, formed a circle around him.

The third grandfather started the chant, and everyone started shouting, “When the gongs and cymbals are struck and the sickles are opened, it’s time to start harvesting!”

As the gong sounds, the first sickle of new grain is harvested, symbolizing the beginning of a good harvest.