Chapter 55 (1/2)

Gu Xiaowan felt a bit sorry that people in this era are too short of material resources, especially in poor families. Children often have a full and hungry meal. If one year's grain can be planted in the field, many families will not suffer from hunger.

Although Gu Xiaowan didn't want to be the Virgin Mary, she was originally good-natured at the beginning of human life. When she saw others starving, she was also very sad.

It would be nice to have high-yield grain cultivation. A lot of people can eat enough.

Gu Xiaowan thought, but according to the current situation, the cultivation and planting are just cannibalism.

Ah, although she was sad, Gu Xiaowan shook her head. Forget it, she was neither the emperor nor the Virgin Mary. Four mouthfuls of food in her family were enough for her to drink. It's up to the emperor to worry about increasing rations for the people of the country.

Ah, the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuchs are in a hurry. Gu Xiaowan said to herself.

Gu Xiaowan's three thin fields are in this pile of fields. I don't know what can be planted in the three parts of the land. Gu Xiao Wanshun Gu Ningan's gesture, see their own fields.

Because it has not been planted for several years, the field is seriously abandoned and covered with withered and yellow weeds.

Gu Xiaowan had planned to plant something on this thin land, but now it seems that he can only give up. It is estimated that Gu Xiaowan, a doll, has to be cleaned up last week.

What's more, Gu Xiaowan thought about it and gave up.

If you go further, you will pass a bamboo forest. Although it is winter, but the green is still strong. As the sun sets, there are occasional bursts of cold wind blowing, with bursts of fragrant wind blowing up a piece of bamboo leaves.

The dense bamboo forest swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound. There was a stream in the bamboo forest. The cool spring water flowed quietly and gathered in the Wuxi river.

Gu Xiaowan looked at the bursts of green, immediately in a good mood, just now the depression immediately swept away. A gust of wind blows, bursts of green green gas. Gu Xiaowan can't help but take a deep breath. After asking, she has a sweet taste.

It's really good that there was no pollution in the air thousands of years ago. This green bamboo forest is like a forest oxygen bar. No dust, no haze, the air is so fresh.

After breathing the fresh air, Gu Xiaowan thought of another thing. Looking at the dense bamboo forest, Xiaojiu kept beating in my heart.

There are so many bamboos. It's winter again. There will be winter shoots.

”Ning'an, is there anyone in the village who can dig bamboo shoots?” Gu Xiaowan suppressed the excitement and asked.

”Bamboo shoots?” Gu Ning'an returned: ”I heard that someone dug, but they didn't dig much, it was difficult to dig, it was also very hard to eat, it was sour and astringent, and people in the village didn't like to eat it.”