The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 407: Sickly Elder Brother - Reclamation in Progress

After returning home, Yun Mo stuffed all the silver hairpins and earrings to Cui's mother who came to greet him.

Yun Mo: "Just buy some small items, if your mother likes them, just give them to her."

Without waiting for Cui's mother to speak, Yun Mo waved his hand.

Yun Mo: "I'm tired, let me go back and take a rest first"

Yun Mo: "Father, please put away the farm tools."

Yun Mo: "There is still some fabric, mother, please take care of it."

Cui's mother, Yu: "If you are tired, go back and rest for a while."

Cui's mother, Yu: "Your father and I are here."

After Yunmo left, Cui's mother opened the box Yunmo had given her. Seeing the hairpin and earrings inside, her eyes immediately turned red. Cui's father asked, "What did Dalang give you?"

Father Cui: "Look, your eyes are red"

When Mr. Cui stretched his head and took a look, he was stunned.

Father Cui: "Is this a hairpin?"

Cui's father: "When did he buy it? I don't even know"

Cui's mother, Yu: "I've been married to you for almost my whole life, and I haven't seen you wear any jewelry."

Cui's mother, Yu: "My son is the only filial son. He saw that my head and hands were bald, and he thought of buying these for me."

Mother Cui was so happy that she held a simple hairpin in her hand and pinned it on her head on the spot. Her smiling face made Father Cui feel a little guilty.

He had toiled all his life, thinking he was doing his wife a favor by giving her all his earnings. He had never noticed that she was completely bald, with only a carved wooden hairpin on her head. He hadn't even noticed that the hairpin she had brought with her as a dowry was missing. He had been negligent as a husband all these years. He paused as he was about to give his wife the hundred taels of silver. "How about keeping some for her to buy her a hairpin, a bracelet, or something?" he asked.

While he was hesitating, Cui's mother had already happily returned with the box.

Father Cui: “…(This hairpin must be bought!)”

At night, Cui's father took Yun Mo's sketch and studied it carefully, and was amazed. The next morning, he found someone and worked hard all day to create a buffer zone around the 50 acres of wasteland, and then burned all the vegetation on the wasteland.

Cui Lu: "Great uncle, this is a great move."

Cui Lu: "Once this isolation belt is dug, the area enclosed will be safe no matter how big the fire is."

Cui Lu: "How much trouble will this save?"

Cui Lu: "Great uncle, was this the idea of ​​your great uncle?"

Father Cui: "Go, go, go." Father Cui: "Your uncle prepared mutton soup for you, do you want to drink it?"

Cui Lu: "Of course you have to drink it."

Cui Lu: "My uncle's secret recipe for mutton soup is much better than the one we make."

Cui's father: "Just be poor."

Cui Gong: "I also want to know if this is Dalang's idea?"

Cui Gong: "And those farm tools, were they also Dalang's idea?"

Father Cui: "Clan leader?"

Father Cui: "I don't think I invited you here?"

Cui Gong: "Oh, we are all from the same clan, why can't I come over and take a look?"

Cui Gong: "Besides, uncle, there is such a big commotion here, I will feel uneasy if I don't come." Cui's father: "Okay, let's drink mutton soup together later."

Father Cui: "Mo'er is a juren after all. He has read a lot of books and knows a lot of things that others don't. Isn't that normal?"

This is the answer to Cui Gong’s question.

When Cui Gong thought of that face that was more beautiful than a fairy, he immediately agreed with her.

After the fire burned out and there were no sparks left, everyone returned to the moon.

Yun Mo had already personally cooked mutton soup, enough for two sheep, and also smuggled out a few jars of fruit wine from the space. They were all made from ordinary fruits in the space, with a very low alcohol content. An ordinary woman would be fine after drinking a large bowl of it, and the alcohol content was several times lower than the wine of this era.

It’s a pity that pigs in this era all live under toilets and are raised in a dirty and disgusting manner. Otherwise, pork would be the best meat and could be used to make many dishes.

A dozen grown men drank mutton soup, sipped wine and sang songs, and the party lasted until most of the night before they dispersed.

They gathered together again early the next morning and started plowing the fields. Everyone held a farm tool in their hands and talked about how useful the tools were. A circle of people gathered around to watch the fun. They all wanted to try out the farm tools they had never seen before.

They are all experienced in growing crops. They realized how useful these agricultural tools are as soon as they started using them. With them, they no longer have to worry about reclaiming wasteland. They can reclaim thousands of acres of wasteland. Some of the more active ones are eager to borrow agricultural tools from Cui's father. Unfortunately, Cui's father has not yet cultivated the 50 acres of land, so he is naturally unwilling to lend them. Therefore, many people come to help without asking for wages, just to borrow agricultural tools to reclaim the wasteland.