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Thirty miles, that is not right next to the granary.

Xiao Yan let out a sigh of relief, busy releasing the guards, rushing out to the outside, and also refused many bans in the city. After turning over the horse, he hurried away.

The strange flowers outside the city let Qin Lin settle the carriage on the side, and he found the field, and swept it roughly.

This place has been separated from the fields where Qian Lin and others are caged, and they are all cultivated by the people.

However, most of these fields are deserted. Only a small number of fields have been planted with some rice, but they have also been harvested, leaving only some rice stubble.

The rest of the vegetables still being planted have only a few radishes, sweet potatoes, and the growth is not very lush, most of the leaves are shackled.

In the details of the land under the foot, it is also exceptionally dry.

The strange flower is pinched and placed in the palm of your hand. Under the close look, this soil is also doped with a small amount of sand. It is really difficult to grow food in such a harsh soil environment.

However, this is only the surface of the soil, he has to look at the following.

Thinking about this, Mo Shanghua did not hesitate, called Qin Lin Qin Ya to help, took the small shovel prepared in advance, and chose the land where nothing had been planted, and began to dig.

Unlike other land, some of the land is slightly moistened. It is only a little bit moistened by digging the depth of the arm. The amount of sand in the soil is greatly reduced, which is comparable to that of the Imperial City. The soil is still a far cry.

Moe's flower and eyebrows are close to each other, and the brain is carefully searching for all the news about the improvement of the land.

Modern Dapeng planting can well eliminate the harsh environment, and can also grow fresh fruits and vegetables, fertilizers, soilless cultivation in cold and dry winter days...

The soilless cultivation technology is too high, and this era can not be achieved, then only the fertilizer and Dapeng planting.

Then, the development of raw materials and fertilizers built by Dapeng is the main problem at present.

It was when I was thinking hard, a rush of horseshoes rang, and a small, hurrying shout, "Wang Hao, Wang Hao..."

When I looked back at the flowers, I saw a small cockroach rushing over with the horse. The waist vest of the waist granary swayed with his pace.

"Wang Hao, the slaves have an urgent need to see..."

She stopped Qin Lin, who was about to be vigilant, and got up and walked over. "You are the buddy who cares about the granary? Is it a granary accident?"

Xiaoyan hurriedly breathed a few breaths and had not fully stretched out. He said: "Let's rent the granary landlords, listen to a demon rumor, and bury his grandfather, the village chief of the village. In the place where the granary went, the old man was eager to bury, and we had to remove all the food."

She also saw the village head. She was healthy and ruddy in the past few days. How could she suddenly disappear? The most important thing is that there is a tens of thousands of pounds of food there, and it is possible to move.

It seems that the truth behind this matter must not be as simple as the appearance. For the sake of the present, it is not to ask more questions, but to rush to go.

However, for a moment, the thoughts in the heart of the flower had already turned back thousands of times, and she did not ask much. She took the reins of the horse in the hands of Xiao Yan directly, and turned it over smoothly. "I will rush to stabilize the scene. You catch up with the carriage and remember to go back and bring more people."