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Once the homestead is determined, it will become three acres of fertile farmland.

The head of the village now realized that although it was a reward from the government, Yuan Junyao also had to like it.

He simply asked directly, "Which fertile farmland do you want? The fertile farmland allocated to each of us in the village is in the area in front of the village and in Leishannao. The area behind the village basically belongs to Yuan Qinghai's family, but the area in Youyou Valley all belongs to the state. You can pick whatever you like."

It was mid-June and the fields were all planted with rice.

Yuan Junyao remembered that the last time she saw it, it was still green. Now, the rice ears have formed, but they are not yet ripe and are still green. It seems that they have grown a lot in the blink of an eye.

But this rice is really different from the one she sees in modern times.

Modern rice is taller than a person, with so many rice ears that they bend over, and each grain is full and plump. That is a truly bumper harvest.

Grandpa Yuan, who developed hybrid rice, has truly benefited the people.

But she really didn't understand this.

I'll go look in the space safe tomorrow to see if there are any confidential documents about rice.

In the 23rd century, they were the only ones who had figured out the dream of enjoying the cool breeze under the wheat fields, and it was also one of the country's major scientific research secrets.

If all that information was in the space safe, then farming in ancient times could really benefit the people and help her achieve financial freedom!

Now that she has brought these back to ancient times, they are completely safe. As long as they don't fall into the hands of other countries, her own country still has backups.

We all understand that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and eggs should not be put in one basket.

Getting back to the point, these are things to worry about later, so for now, let’s continue to choose good farmland.

Fields can be divided into good and bad. Good fields are those with fertile soil and abundant water resources, while some are swamp fields, some are sandy fields, some are yellow mud fields, and so on.

But the fields in Yuanjia Village are all similar, but the side closer to the mountain should have more mud and sand.

Seeing that she was undecided, the village head said, "The harvest from the front field is good every year. The harvest from the field near the mountain is slightly worse, but they are all good fields. Overall, it's still good."

Yuan Junyao looked at the Youyou Valley in the distance and said, "I want the three acres in front of Youyou Valley."

Yuan Shisheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

She didn't want the good farmland with good harvests. People said the harvest would be worse later on, but she still chose the worse one.

Yuan Junyao naturally had her own ideas when choosing the land. She had to study how to grow high-yield rice, so the closer it was to her own house, the better.

Moreover, it was impossible for her to live on these three acres of land. If she wanted to get rich by farming, she would definitely have to rent or buy several thousand acres.

If she couldn't develop hybrid rice and the idea of ​​"shading under the rice plants", she probably wouldn't have planted these three acres of land.

So what's the difference between choosing a good one and a bad one? It's better to choose the one that's close.

You know, as long as we can develop hybrid rice and the art of keeping the fields under the shade of rice, it doesn’t matter what kind of field it is.

Although Yuan Lizheng was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He just asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure you want the three acres over there?"

Yuan Shisheng was anxious, but this time he learned his lesson and didn't dare to speak carelessly because he knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless because Yuan Jun would not listen to him at all.

But he was also angry. He could not understand what Yuan Junyao had done at all.

Yuan Junyao nodded and said, "It's those three acres, confirmed."

Yuan Lizheng didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt that what Yuan Junyao did was really incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Don’t choose a mountain valley when you have a good homestead, and don’t choose a sandy field when you have good farmland.

Uncle Hu hesitated to speak. In fact, he also felt that Yuan Junyao had made a bad choice in choosing the fertile land, but in the end he said nothing.

Hu Changgeng asked again.

"Jun Yao, are you sure?"

Yuan Junyao nodded again, "I'm sure!"

Hu Changgeng nodded and said to the head of the village, "That's it!"

"Okay, I'll go down and make arrangements." The village head thought for a moment before leaving and turned back carefully.

"Sir, those few acres of land have been distributed to people for cultivation. Can we give them to Jun Yao after the crops are harvested?"

Hu Changgeng said, "This is as it should be. Just wait another month or two. There's no rush."

Li Zheng nodded gratefully and said, "Yes, yes, thank you very much, sir."

As a farmer, I naturally regard food as more important than anything else, and I also understand that it is not easy to grow a few acres of land.

After the foundation and fertile fields were confirmed, Yuan Junyao invited, "I don't have a place to entertain you all right now. I can't invite you all to rest inside. Why don't you go to Xiangmanlou again today? It's my treat!"

Uncle Hu was the first to refuse.

"That won't do. You're going to build a house soon, and you'll need money for many things. Besides, you've already eaten a meal, so you can eat again!"

Hu Changgeng said seriously, "I have something else to do at the yamen, so I have to go back first. You don't have to spend any money."

This made Yuan Junyao very embarrassed. People had come all this way just for her, but in the end they didn't even get a sip of tea. She could only say, "When the new house is built, I will definitely invite everyone to the wedding banquet."

Qi Meixiang held it in for a long time before finally summoning up the courage to speak: "You can't just leave like this. You helped my daughter, so I naturally have to treat you well and thank you.

If you don't mind, you can come to my house for some hot tea and stay for lunch."

She looked at Hu Changgeng cautiously, waiting for his next words.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yuan Qinghai's servants came, carrying many food boxes.

The leader was Wei Zhong, the steward of the Yuan Qinghai family. He said respectfully:

"Sir, I'm here to bring you some herbal tea and Poria cocos cake."

It is very hot now, and we really need to drink something to cool down.

Qi Meixiang nervously pinched the corner of her clothes, feeling a little nervous and embarrassed.

She definitely doesn't have herbal tea at home. At most, she uses homemade honeysuckle or houttuynia cordata to make tea, which can also relieve heat and detoxify.

There were no snacks, not even melon seeds or peanuts at home.

When it comes to hospitality, it’s definitely not as good as Yuan Qinghai’s.

At this time, Qi Meixiang and the housekeeper were waiting for Hu Changgeng's response.

Hu Changgeng wanted to refuse, but Uncle Hu agreed first.

"Since we've come to Jun Yao's house, we must go and get to know the place. Once your subordinates have measured the land and fertile fields, send them back! I'll treat them to tea another day."

"Old Master, you are so polite. How could we let you treat us to tea? This is what we should do."

"Yes, we are here to perform our official duties. It is really inappropriate to ask you to treat us to tea!"

Hu Changgeng looked dignified and said calmly, "Alright, go get to work. Once you're done, hurry back to the yamen. We still have a lot of things to do."

The several yamen runners who had spoken immediately became serious and said in unison, "Yes, sir."