"What are you doing here?" Looking at that person, Ye Qingming asked softly: "It's so late, why don't you go back and rest?" "So it's Young Master Ye!" "I see that the water here is getting less and less, and it may not last until all the farmland is irrigated and will dry up, so I want to go upstream to see if I can find its source to attract more areas."7 Hearing this, Ye Qingming's expression moved slightly, and he said to him: "There's no need to look for it, the streams within a hundred miles ahead have almost dried up, and it's useless to go there." "Then... what should I do?" The man was completely panicked, standing there a little bit at a loss. Ye Qingming pointed at his feet, and said: "It's right there with you, there is a dark river three feet underground, the water in it is enough for you to support the food harvest. "If you want to get water, start digging a river channel tomorrow morning!" The man was so happy because of this, he even forgot how much Jiuzhang meant to them, so he bowed solemnly to Ye Qingming and ran towards the village: "I'll go and tell everyone, tomorrow morning... ...No, start digging now."

Sure enough, after half an hour, the man called all the adults in the village over, and everyone started digging the river with hoes, shovels and other things. Humming and humming for most of the night, everyone realized that they had only dug three feet down, and trying to dig a nine-foot-deep river was nothing short of a dream. "It's better to dig wells, and dig more along this river!" The man quickly thought of a solution, so he assigned manpower, under Ye Qingming's guidance, to choose a place for the well to continue digging. Perhaps infected by their emotions, Ye Qingming joined in after staring at them for a while. He asked for a shovel from a woman, and then ordered: "Go and prepare some wood, and rope, and prepare to transport the king!" After saying that, Ye Qingming started digging under his feet, his speed was as fast as lightning. In less than a moment, he dug a nine-foot-deep well, and the soil piled up in a big circle. At this time, the woman who prepared the wood and rope hadn't come back yet, and the rest of the people were also stunned after seeing this scene. "Immortal, so Mr. Ye is an immortal, no wonder he was able to conjure dry food out of thin air!" "Quick, everyone kowtow to the immortal!" All of a sudden, the villagers were about to salute, but Ye Qingming stopped him with a smile: "I'm not a fairy, at most I'm a cultivator, I just happen to have some skills. "Okay, this well can solve your draft and irrigation problems, and the rest will be left to you to solve by yourself. "Thank you Immortal..." In the blink of an eye, half a year passed. Xuan Village, which was hastily established in the past, has expanded several times in size, just because refugees have discovered this place one after another, and they have stayed here. At this time, the land cultivated by the first batch of refugees was also at the time of harvest. Ye Qingming has gradually integrated into it during this half a year. If you don't know him, you will definitely not be able to connect him with the original Young Master Xuanyi, or the Hunyuan Great Emperor. "Xiaoye, it's time to go to the ground!" When he was eating in front of the door, he suddenly heard the neighbor next door, who was the mother of the little girl, Lin Yao, shouting: "After cutting the rice today, hurry up and plant the next round, so you don't have to worry about running out of food this winter. "

"The village chief said that in a year of severe drought, there must be severe cold, and we have to prepare early!" Hearing this, Ye Qingming immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up with a smile: "Okay, I'll be right there!" In the yellow-orange-orange rice fields, Ye Qingming was wearing a straw hat and holding a sickle, harvesting the mature rice extremely fast, which attracted the attention of the others, and even more interested people looked at him and Lin Yao meaningfully. Every time it came to this moment, Lin Yao always turned her head away quickly, her pretty face flushed. After half a year of recuperation, she was no longer as sallow and thin as when she first met Ye Qingming, and she already had a mature charm at this moment. "Come on, drink some water and rest for a while!" Before lunch, Lin Yao brought a bowl of water and handed it to him with a smile: "Xiaoye, thanks to you for helping the family harvest the rice these days, otherwise it's just us mother and daughter who don't know when it will be finished." "Sister Lin, you're welcome, anyway, I usually eat from your house, so this is nothing. "The village head and the others will deliver food later, so stop doing it and wait." "good!" There are still many people busy in the rice fields, and some of the new refugees get different amounts of grain according to the workload, plus the wild animals that the young men returned from hunting in the nearby mountains, and other things that are easy to store for a long time However, the crops can persist until the next round of rice matures. ...asking for flowers...... Before that, they can also reclaim new fields for planting. During the lunch break, a gray-haired old man of about sixty years old sat beside Ye Qingming, and he had lost his original restraint: "Xiao Ye, you know more than me, and you have seen more. "It has been a severe drought for half a year now, if there were no seeds and underground rivers you discovered, everyone would not be able to survive now. "What do you think... what will happen this winter? There are more and more refugees, and our food is not enough for everyone!" "Village chief, before this, would you have thought of such a change?" ..........0 Smiling lightly, Ye Qingming looked at the rice field in front of him, and said: "Now it's time for the next round of sowing. With these newcomers, we can plant more grain." "When I first came here, the days of eating tree bark and gnawing dirt are over, are you still afraid of this?" "However.....according to the amount of farmland here, if we accept another three hundred people, we have already reached the limit and cannot accept any more." "In two days, I will block the road into the village and hide it. You should not go to the city to find things for a while. When this winter is over, you can accept as many people as you want, and you don't have to worry about it anymore. .” "Hehe, good, yours." After chatting with the village chief, Ye Qingming went back to the rice field and continued harvesting rice, very busy. He now feels that he is helping them, enjoys it, likes the current Life very much, and even forgets that he is a peerless powerhouse. From an ordinary person's point of view, he doesn't expect anyone to give him some reports, after all, he doesn't need anything, and Lin Yao and others are helping him, "There is no need to worry about anything. In a flash, autumn and winter come. After harvesting the last batch of rice, Ye Qingming watched the village chief turn over the land, buried the rice stalks in the soil, and prepared to plant wheat in two or three months.

When planting rice before, the villagers had to transport a large amount of water for irrigation every day, and there was almost no idle time. At this time, planting wheat again "would be much more leisurely...