"We won't go to Tianze?" Yan Lingji asked as she looked at Wu Chenzi.

"Why do you want to go?" Wu Chenzi asked,

"Aren't you going to help us unify Baiyue?" Yan Lingji asked in confusion.

Wu Chenzi did not answer and continued his own affairs. The place they are in is the Minyue region, with hundreds of tribes of all sizes and sizes, with the majority of people exceeding ten thousand, while the smallest of people are only a few hundred.

"Live quietly!" Wu Chenzi said.

"???" Yan Lingji looked puzzled and watched Wu Chenzi settle down in this inconspicuous tribe.

I don’t know that Yan Lingji was puzzled, including the leaders and priests of the tribe, but Wu Chenzi changed into the same clothes as them, bought a large area of ​​paddy fields and huts, and ate and lived with them, so no one was thinking about it.

"Maybe it was the noble who fled to the Central Plains!" The tribe leader was Miao Qing, a woman in her thirties, is right, a woman, and it is only possible for women to appear in Baiyue to have women as the leader.

"I'm quite curious about how you raise the Gu!" Wu Chenzi has been here for three months and has done nothing, but is just familiar with the people around him.

The life of Baiyue people is very simple. Some people are responsible for raising Gu, some are responsible for smelting, and there are two special hunting teams in the tribe.

The hunting team is composed of warriors from the tribe. Wu Chenzi has also seen those people. They are almost all experienced hunters, and they are hereditary, passed down from generation to generation, have excellent bow and arrow skills, and are very good at setting traps in the mountains, besieging, fighting alone, and imitating various bird roars to spread information to each other.

"No wonder Emperor Shi Huang had to send Tu Ju to lead 500,000 troops south to attack Baiyue. You should know that when Qin destroyed the seven countries, the most powerful troops were only sent 600,000 troops when attacking Chu, and none of the other five countries exceeded 300,000." Wu Chenzi sighed in his heart.

These Baiyue people had too rich experience in mountain jungle combat, and could timely avoid mountain miasma and dangers, which were not good at the Qin army and the Central Plains.

The most important thing is that there are too many jungles in Baiyue Mountains, and the emergence of various strange poisonous insects will lead to non-combat reductions in the army.

"The most difficult thing about regaining Baiyue is the rejection of the Central Plains by the Baiyue people, which is different from other foreign barbarians. The Huns, Hu tribes, Rongdi, and Yelang worship and yearn for the Central Plains civilization, but Baiyue has its own civilization.

Or in other words, Baiyue was composed of losers in every war of Central Plains civilization. From the separation of Huangdi Yandi and the battle of Huangdi Chiyou to the battle of Huangdi and Chiyou, they were another branch of Central Plains civilization. Therefore, their hatred for the Central Plains is innate, and their belief is to be fought back one day." Wu Chenzi looked at Yan Lingji and said.

This was also what Wu Chenzi observed during this period, because Baiyue's pottery making technology and bronze smelting technology were still above the Central Plains, even the founders in the tribe had the technical level of Tangxi swordsmanship, and the various pottery making techniques made Wu Chenzi look at him with admiration.

"So what are you going to do?" Yan Lingji asked in confusion.

"I want you to be the Virgin of Baiyue!" Wu Chenzi looked at Yan Lingji and said seriously.

"Become the Holy Mother of Baiyue?" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi in confusion, then thought for a while: "Why not the Saint?"

"..." Wu Chenzi was speechless, thinking that you would ask how to become the Virgin, and you were actually considering the difference between the Virgin and Virgin.

"Because the Saint can only affect the young people in various tribes, and the Holy Mother can affect everyone!" Wu Chenzi explained seriously.

"Then what should I do?" Yan Lingji finally asked and said with a key point.

"You don't have to do anything, you won't! Just do whatever I say!" Wu Chenzi said.

"Then what am I doing now?" Yan Lingji asked.

"Follow me to the field to weed!" Wu Chenzi said.

Yan Lingji's mouth twitched, are you sick? The good-looking Master of the Qin Dynasty did not do it, and came to Baiyue to be a farmer, and went to the fields with a loess and back to the sky to weed. Will it be tanned?

"In a word, go or not?" Wu Chenzi asked at Yan Lingji.

Yan Lingji looked at Shao Siming who was teasing the cat in the room, and then found that Shao Siming was also looking back at Wu Chenzi.

"You are the one who wants to be the Virgin, not Xiaoyi, so Xiaoyi doesn't have to go!" Wu Chenzi said.

Shao Siming turned around and continued to tease Beiluo Master. She is a dignified Yin-Yang Shao Siming, when will he do farm work?

Yan Lingji's mouth sagged and she could only wear a hat and follow Wu Chenzi out and work in the paddy field.

"How did you do it? You don't think it's dirty when you step on the mud full of feces?" Yan Lingji asked curiously as she rolled up her trousers and walked into the rice field.

"The King of Qin will go out for private clothes every year, wiping people's sentiments, and then farming them personally. That's what I ask, so why can't the King of Qin do me?" Wu Chenzi stood up and looked at Yan Lingji and said.

"Okay!" Yan Lingji could only roll up her trousers and walk into Shuishi to work with Wu Chenzi.

"You'd better go back!" After a while, Wu Chenzi glanced at Yan Lingji behind him and said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Why?" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi in confusion. Could it be that his conscience was discovered?

"Girl, you pulled out all the rice planted by your husband, and left the weeds!" The old farmer next to him looked at Yan Lingji with a puzzled look on his face and said with a smile.

Yan Lingji's face turned red. The last time she went to the ground was when she was five or six years old, she could tell where she could tell what rice and weeds were.

"You can do something else!" Wu Chenzi suddenly thought.

"What's the matter?" Yan Lingji asked, looking at Wu Chenzi.

"Sit on the ridge of the field to play in the water!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"???" Not only Yan Lingji was puzzled, but also the farmers who came to work together were stunned. Well, they were indeed bringing their families to play.

But it is normal. Who would be willing to let such a beautiful wife come out to do such dirty and tiring work?

If you don’t see your own man, your child always keeps looking over there. He always works inexplicably and helps others to work.

"It's not that you're just for free to play with water. You can record the temperature of water at different times!" Wu Chenzi said to Yan Lingji.

"That's it?" Yan Lingji asked, looking at Wu Chenzi.

"Yes, if you say too much, you won't understand. Rice is a plant that likes warmth and water temperature is too high or too low, which will cause the rice to dry up and freeze to death." Wu Chenzi said.

"There is still such a thing?" an old farmer asked, looking at Wu Chenzi.

"Yes, my wife has the ability to be particularly sensitive to temperature." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Then wait until the sir finds the right water temperature to tell us!" the old farmer said with a smile.

Wu Chenzi nodded seriously. In any era, food is always the easiest to gain public recognition.

Why did paddy fields have ridges in later generations? At first, Wu Chenzi thought it was because of the division of land of each family, but after coming to this world, after reading the farmer's classics, Wu Chenzi realized that the so-called opening of fields is not just to distinguish the boundaries of each family.

Because you need to distinguish the boundaries of the earth, you can set up a few boundary stones, just two points form a line. Just like the boundaries of mountains and forests, there is no need to build such a high ridge.

Later, Wu Chenzi realized that in order to prevent the water from flowing from outside the field, the most important thing is to control the water temperature. When the temperature is low, reduce the water in the sky, expose the sun to the sun, increase the water temperature, and when the temperature is high, water will be diverted into the field to reduce the water temperature.

"You have to go to play with these fields. I have prepared different water levels and the temperature is also different." Wu Chenzi said to Yan Lingji.

"Okay!" Yan Lingji nodded and replied. Compared to pulling weeds, she thought it was more interesting to play with water.

"If I came earlier, I could control the number of weeds!" Wu Chenzi sighed.

They have already finished sowing and bought his fields, so they have to work hard to pull weeds. After all, there were no various herbicides in ancient times.

So day after day, I spent it while pulling weeds, measuring water temperature, and fertilizing.

"Fertilizing is also a technical job!" Wu Chenzi sighed. It is the most wasteful method to directly fill the livestock manure into the rice fields. It can hit the manure and ferment it for a period of time, then add various wood ash, and then sprinkle it into the farmland. Reducing the weight of manure can also reduce the workload and increase fertility.

"You can teach those old farmers the fertilizer technology!" Wu Chenzi looked at Yan Lingji and said.

These fertilization techniques were recalled by him in the "Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs", which were not available in this era, so they were relatively advanced, at least they were much better than slash-and-burn farming, and they could increase yields a lot.

"Oh!" Yan Lingji nodded. These days, Wu Chenzi taught her a lot of things, which are related to farming. For example, how many seedlings can be planted in a field and how many seedlings can be planted in a pinch of seedlings. They are all taught by her to the old farmers in the tribe.

Some believe it, some don’t, but the result will not be known until the first season of this year.

As for the water temperature, they don’t know how to describe it in detail. After all, there is no Fahrenheit temperature meter, so it is also replaced by red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple in the color. It is also convenient and easy to understand. After all, it needs to be spread and mainly simple.

"You came here to let Baiyue people learn how to farm?" Yan Lingji asked, looking at Wu Chenzi.

"The impact of natural disasters on Baiyue is relatively small. After all, the water system here is developed, and the difference from the Chu State is that the Baiyue people are very interesting." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Where is interesting?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"The Baiyue people will also go to sacrifice to the Dragon King of the River God, and then ask the River God to bless him, and ask the Dragon King to be kind. Then, regardless of whether there is any response or not, they will take the sacrifices they bring home and eat them, and then they will start digging the canal the next day." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Is this wrong?" Yan Lingji asked in confusion.

"Yes, very right. After all, there is a lack of entertainment. Sacrifice may be their rare entertainment activities for Baiyue. In fact, the Baiyue people are actually the same as the people in the Central Plains. They only believe in themselves. As for their ability to sacrifice to gods, they just have a spiritual sustenance. After all, they have no king to rely on." Wu Chenzi analyzed.

"Simply put, the State of Chu is asking for God, while the Baiyue people are notifying God. I came to sacrifice to you to tell you, agree or not, that is your business, I have already notified you!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"It seems like this!" Yan Lingji nodded thoughtfully.

"The tribal priest is almost dying, and he said he wanted me to replace her and become the tribal high priest!" Yan Lingji said to Wu Chenzi.

"Why not do it?" Wu Chenzi said with a smile. He would choose to live here. In addition to the largest tribe in a radius of hundreds of miles, there is another thing that their leader is a woman, and the priest is also a woman, and the priest is about to die.

"Then I'll go and reply to her!" Yan Lingji said.

"Yeah!" Wu Chenzi nodded.

There are many reasons why Yan Lingji became the high priest of this tribe. First of all, Yan Lingji is a Baiyue person. It can be seen from her tattoo that it is also because of this reason that the people here recognize Wu Chenzi and regard him as a member of the tribe.

Secondly, because Yan Lingji was once the Fire Girl of the Baiyue Kingdom, which is also known to Baiyue, so it is also the main reason why she became a sacrificial sacrifice.

Finally, during this period, Wuchenzi and Yan Lingji continued to teach the local people the cultivation technology and were recognized by the local people.

Therefore, Yan Lingji became the new priest, and no people would object. They all agreed with him. After all, there was a beautiful high priest who could also be ashamed of his face as he spoke.

Especially when we are arguing with other tribes, we can kill other tribes by saying that our priest is a heavenly woman who descends to earth.

So during the first summer harvest, Yan Lingji became the priestess of this tribe, and Wu Chenzi's experimental field also ushered in the first harvest.

The old farmers of the tribe all came to Wuchenzi's fields, watching the rice planted in different water temperatures, waiting for the weighing after harvest.

"No need to weigh it, you can also see that the harvest of the carefully maintained field will be more than twice that of ours!" an old farmer said, looking at the yellow wheat ears.

"Yes, I didn't believe it before, but I thought that since I was a farmer from the Central Plains, I also learned it, but I still couldn't follow it all, and the wheat ears were not as full as his." Another old farmer said.

Because they all thought about it, when Yan Lingji told them that a pinch of plants should be controlled within, they did not do so, which caused the wheat ears to absorb enough nutrients, and some even died early, resulting in the final result that the field was not as carefully managed by Wu Chenzi.

"Temperature, plants, fertilization, etc. are all keys that affect harvest!" Wu Chenzi said to Yan Lingji.

To be honest, he was also a little nervous, afraid that except for the wrong things, he recalled them all from the book. Who knows if he read it wrong or missed it? Living is inapplicable because of the different general environment.

"The result is out!" The old farmer in charge of weighing looked at everyone and said.

"How is it?" Everyone looked at the man with concern and asked.

"Double more than ours, and fuller!" said the weighing old farmer.

"Hu~" Wu Chenzi breathed a sigh of relief, and it was true that it was still believed in the book.
Chapter completed!