After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

The Ma family intentionally or unintentionally revealed the matter of the concubine, so Cui Pingping was no longer an unknown person in their family.

There just wasn't a wedding.

The villagers were really excited now. Their village was really lively. They were all from the countryside. Some time ago, someone demoted his wife to a concubine, and now someone else married a concubine. They really broadened their horizons.

With this excitement, spring has also arrived.

The whole village began to prepare for farming.

Tiezhu got twenty acres of land, which sounds like a lot but in fact it was only five acres of paddy fields. The rest of the land was ordinary and could only be used to grow beans.

If we count the ten acres of land that the old man cultivated, he was the only one who cultivated it. In total, he cultivated thirty acres.

It would have been fine if it were in the past, but now he still has work to do at the Qin family, and he is much busier now than at the beginning of winter. He is cooperating with the big bosses of big restaurants and dares not make any mistakes, so he is inevitably a little embarrassed.

Besides him, Fang Tong was also in trouble.

The land where winter wheat is planted also needs to be taken care of, such as plowing the soil and weeding. The rest of the land needs to be used to plant rice, and they also plan to plant yams, cucumbers, and tomatoes.

Hehe, these are all seeds bought from the system.

Fang Nanzhi searched for the yam seeds in the trading channel for a long time before she found them. When she wanted to buy them, she found that tomatoes and cucumbers were also on sale. She had never eaten either of them.

But the system said that these two things are also vegetables. Tomatoes are sour and sweet and can be eaten as fruits. They can also be used to make various dishes. The little girl thought they were delicious, so she bought them together.

When they first took out the seeds, they were a little confused, but fortunately it was written on the back of the bag how to plant these seeds. After the family thought about it, Fang Tong decided to plant them all together.

Because they use the same seeds for their winter wheat, he went to check it out these past two days and found that none of the other wheat growers in the village grow as well as theirs. It looks different.

It hasn't wilted much this winter, so it must be cold-resistant. Although it is not ripe yet, I don't know how much these fields can produce in the end.

But that is something that comes from the system. As long as they plant it correctly and no one interferes, there will be no problems with the winter wheat.

So now he has to farm the land, but he certainly can't stop making cakes at home.

Speaking of this, their whole family has made several adjustments recently. First of all, they cannot delay their current work in order to teach the girls in Juxianglou.

After discussing it, they decided to bring all the ingredients for making cakes and go directly to the city to make them. They asked the girls to try their hand at making them, and several people would watch them strictly and check the taste of each batch to make sure there were no problems before supplying them.

As for the sugar-roasted chestnuts, the stock of chestnuts is running low. Fang Tong had roughly calculated before that the stock could last for about another half a month, so this business can be stopped for the time being.

So here Tiezhu is delivering the goods, while Erwa is frying chestnuts.

In this way, the two brothers Fang Tong and Fang Yin could find some time to loosen the soil in the fields for two consecutive days, and they could not straighten their backs all day long.

But there’s no way around it, farming is tiring, right?

A group of brothers simply gathered together to discuss the matter.

"Let's do this. The four families will work together to farm. Tiezhu, you can farm when you're not delivering goods. And Goudan, you don't have to worry about Li Zi anymore, just come and work with us!"

This was decided by Fang Tong. We should focus on one thing and not delay anyone else. It doesn't matter what kind of work we do.

Even the old man in Goudan's family has to work in the fields. He is already old, but he insists that he can still work for another 20 years. Fang Tong just gives him a thumbs up.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Ma somehow figured it out. With the arrival of spring, it seemed that his energy and spirit had returned.

He has been eating, drinking and sleeping well recently. Seeing his grandson so tired alone, he also wants to take good care of his body and work for his grandson for another ten or twenty years!

This early spring, everyone is busy and fulfilled.

The same goes for Fang Nanzhi. She, Old Man Zhou, and Shi Junyan went into the mountains, and the old man wanted to take her to pick herbs.

In the mountains in early spring, the ground is covered with a thick layer of last year's yellow and fallen leaves, and it is a little wet.

The green that emerges between these dead leaves is the first new green of the year, and even some wild flowers have bloomed early.

Although she had not seen many herbs growing in the fields, she had memorized all the herbs that had been prepared this winter. Some herbs looked very different before and after preparation, but she could recognize most of them based on the knowledge she had learned.

Not long after entering the mountain, the system started to jingle.

"Congratulations to the host for collecting Smilax glabra. Reward: low-level blind box, health value +1."

"Congratulations to the host for including Forsythia, reward..."

Fang Nanzhi hadn't heard the system give out rewards so frequently for a long time. He was so excited that he seemed to have endless energy on the mountain.

"Don't run around, girl. Follow me closely."

Although Shi Junyan was watching from behind, Mr. Zhou could not feel at ease with his little disciple and always looked back at her from time to time.

"Come and take a look, what is this?"

Old Master Zhou plucked a leaf from somewhere. The side of the leaf was serrated and about the same size as her palm.

Fang Nanzhi had a few guesses in her mind. Her teacher had said that medical practitioners should be rigorous and not speak lightly about things they are not sure of. She shook her head and said, "I have some ideas in my mind, but I am not sure."

Mr. Zhou chuckled and said, "It's patchouli."

He made way behind him and saw a plant with leaves like this. The leaves of Patchouli were pointed. She had read in a book that people often confused Patchouli with Perilla frutescens and Mentha scabra.

The patchouli she saw had already been processed and stir-fried, and some had even been crushed into yellow broken leaves.

"In June or July, we will go up the mountain again. That's when the patchouli will be in bloom. I'll show you what it looks like then."

Fang Nanzhi reached out and touched the leaves of Patchouli, tilting her head. "The book also showed it in bloom. It was easy to recognize then, but the book didn't have any color."

"What you see is what I made according to the method in the book. Let's pick some and take it home. Remove the roots and impurities from the patchouli, sieve and wash it, cut it into sections, and then take it out to dry. This is the most commonly used method."

Fang Nanzhi repeated it in his mind twice and nodded: "Sir, I remember it!"

She had been studying for so long and was very excited to finally have the opportunity to dig these wild herbs with her own hands.

There is nothing to pay attention to when picking Patchouli. The roots are not needed, but the stems and leaves are useful. Just remember to pick a part of it.

"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Remember, the roots cannot be completely cut, the herbs cannot be completely harvested, and the mountains cannot be completely dug up!"

Seeing that his apprentice answered without hesitation, Mr. Zhou was very satisfied and let her pick the patchouli nearby.

The little girl was so happy picking herbs that she soon moved to another kind of herb she knew, the Isatis indigotica, without noticing the danger above her head.