After all, the soil here is not very good, so the sweet potato here is also like rice, which is far from as good as the growth in the imperial city. Even the growth rate is much slower than that in the outside world. If you look closely, you can see that there are many small holes on the delicate leaves, about the size of sesame seeds, with very long spacing, not many.
In the eyes of the flowers on the street, there is a faint color. Unexpectedly, there are many aphids in Yuzhou. No wonder the planting in Yuzhou can't keep up. This problem must be dealt with.
As if thinking of something, Mo Shanghua suddenly looked back at Qian Lin, who had been following her honestly, and said, "by the way, what's the yield and taste of sweet potato in Wujun in the past years?"
Qian Lin is the biggest grain merchant and the richest man in Wujun. He is very clear about this nature and laughs with flattery. "Back to the princess, the main grain in Wujun is rice, and sweet potatoes are only eaten by poor people. The yield is not high, and the taste is not as sweet as the imperial city. People who can not eat it are naturally not happy to eat it."
The flowers on the street nodded slightly, and their eyes were like a mirror.
From the situation of sweet potato seedlings in this field, we can see that Qian Lin's statement should not be false.
The yield and taste of sweet potato are not good because of soil quality and aphids. She has to try to develop some pest control methods.
It is thinking, but her head suddenly burst a woman's voice like thunder.
"What are you doing? Ouch, I've worked so hard to grow sweet potato. What kind of evil has it done? It's just like this. "
Mo Shanghua looked up and saw a woman running over in a hurry. She carefully bypassed the sweet potato seedlings in the field. In a short time, she came to her and pointed to the seedlings in front of her. She was full of pain.
The woman's skin was rough and dark, and she was dressed in coarse cloth clothes. Her clothes were full of patches. Her eyes seemed to be drooping, but now and then she quietly raised her eyes. She took a look at the flowers on the street and the Qian Lin and others who followed her. Her eyes lingered on the jewelry in her hair bun and the jade pendant on her waist. There was a bit of greed in her eyes, We can see how big the abacus is in his heart.
But above the seedling, in addition to the aphid bite out of the small hole, is clearly intact.
Mo Shanghua stood up and stared at the woman indifferently, and said, "this lady, please see clearly before you speak. I've never crossed the boundary, let alone touched anything in your field, and you are a good seedling. How can you be harmed?"
That woman Zhang Wang's eyeballs dribbled around, as if by the gas to the general, "rub" stood up, at the foot of quietly will step down a small piece of seedlings.
Then he pointed to the fallen seedling and said in a loud voice with a slight accent, "what's good? It's all right. You little girl are so clean. How can you lie with your eyes open. Look at the seedlings for yourself. They are not all trampled
Mo Shanghua has been paying attention to Zhang Wang's every move, see her face is not red, gasping to say these words, the heart can't help but sneer.
She doesn't like to cater to those who don't do good to her. Therefore, her words are not polite. "Who can confuse black and white is clear in her heart. Auntie, it's a popular saying in the countryside that if you lie, you will be pulled out by the Lord of hell when you go to hell."
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