Xu Ping's work in his previous life was related to agriculture, and he knew peanuts relatively clearly. Although there is also a saying that China is one of the source areas of peanuts, it is just talk, not true. And now Xiuxiu took out the peanuts, not to mention the Kaifeng of the Song Dynasty, even the Americas of the Song Dynasty did not exist, which is obviously after a long period of domestication and variety improvement, popular in the previous life in northern China Shandong peanuts!

Xiuxiu didn't pay attention to Xu Ping's face, put the burden on the ground, and held the peanuts in front of Xu Ping: "It's delicious, you taste it." ”

Xu Ping's hands trembled, he gently picked up one and peeled it off for a long time, looking at the two familiar big peanuts in the shell, Xu Ping's voice trembled a little: "Where did this come from?" How come I haven't seen it before? ”

Xiuxiu laughed in a low voice: "I grow it at home!" Official, you are a big family, and the peanuts are eaten by our poor people, and it is common for you not to see them. ”

Xu Ping put the peanut grains in his mouth, they were raw, and the taste was no different from the previous life.

Xiuxiu said again: "This is the seed left by the family, our family is poor, this is the best thing." I came out of the house and brought this with me, and the officials won't dislike it, right? ”

"How so?" Xu Ping replied casually.

The peanuts have long since become very dry, and they are very difficult to bite into, with a faint sweetness. In fact, to be honest, raw peanuts don't taste good, and what remains in my memory is the aroma of fried peanuts.

Swallowing the peanuts in his mouth, Xu Ping asked Xiuxiu casually: "Why don't you fry it?" It doesn't taste good to eat raw, but it's a pity. ”

"Ahh How to fry it? Xiuxiu's face was blank.

Xu Ping remembered the era he was in now. The glorious Chinese cooking techniques of later generations have just begun to mature, and it will take one or two hundred years before the peak of Chinese cuisine will be ushered in. Nowadays, although there is a concept of frying, in fact, most of the time it is fried. Correspondingly, cooking oil is very simple, not to mention the oil extracted from peanuts, even the most common soybean oil has not been developed, and most of the oil used now is sesame oil.

If you are not used to fried food, peanuts can really only be the snacks of the lower class people, raw peanuts have no taste, and they have to be shelled, which is too troublesome for dignitaries and nobles.

Xu Ping looked at the peanuts that Xiuxiu was holding in his hand and sighed heavily in his heart. This world is by no means the Song Dynasty in the world where he lived in his previous life, so where is this? There is no doubt that this peanut comes from the world of the previous life, and you must know that there are too many coincidences in the domestication and improvement of the variety, that is, with the same original seed, different worlds will not domesticate the same planting variety.

His mind was a mess. Could it be that this world has a passage to the previous life? How else did you end up here? How can there be crops from past lives?

Xiuxiu didn't know what Xu Ping was thinking, and when she saw him there in a daze, she no longer touched the things in her hand, wrapped the flower cloth in a daze, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that the officials are coaxing me, how can the officials like this kind of food eaten by poor people?" ”

As she spoke, her eyes turned a little red.

After all, Xiuxiu is still a child less than ten years old, suddenly leaving her parents, and she can't go back to her home from now on, how can she not feel panicked? She brought out the peanuts that she kept as seeds at home, but also to leave a good impression on the owner and not to suffer too much.

After all, all these efforts were in vain.

Xu Ping suddenly came to his senses and snatched the flower cloth bag in Xiuxiu's hand: "Give me all these, I'll be useful!" ”

Xiuxiu looked at Xu Ping in a daze, not knowing what he meant, and whispered after a while: "Actually, I still have ...... at home."

Xu Ping couldn't listen to it anymore, just thinking that peanuts suddenly appeared in this world, would there be other crops? Where did it come from? Will there be anyone from that world like themselves?

What do I do next?

Xu Ping was groggy all night, and he couldn't even remember how he ended the conversation with Xiuxiu, and returned to bed in a daze, having all kinds of nightmares.

When the first rays of sunlight shone in the morning, Xu Ping opened his eyes.

He finally figured it out. The so-called panic is nothing but an undeserved desire hidden deep in the heart. What about traveling to a new world? Should you kill all sides, rise strongly, and start a brilliant life? In his previous life, he was just a small person, how can he be sure that he is the pride of heaven in this world?

Facing the bright sun, Xu Ping took a deep breath. In fact, ordinary life also has ordinary fun. In this new world, why not continue your business? At the very least, his situation in this world is much better than in his previous life, with a wealthy family, doting parents, and a relatively relaxed social environment now, with a blank career prospects.

Xu Ping's previous life was a major in agricultural machinery, with a master's degree, and after graduation, he entered an agricultural machinery station in a small mountainous county and became an ordinary civil servant. There are very few personnel in the agricultural machinery station, until he came to this world, Xu Ping didn't figure out how many people his unit was compiling, anyway, only he and an old stationmaster were working, and no one else had seen them work in the station.

Although he is a little tired from work, Xu Ping's enthusiasm is still very high, after all, it is not easy to find a stable job with a professional counterpart.

The old stationmaster is a secondary school student in a special period, with a strange personality and rigid work, but decades of work experience are real, and he has taught Xu Ping a lot of things, and the two get along quite well.

Their industry has made great strides back for 20 years since the 80s, and those 20 years were when the old stationmaster was in his prime, and it is conceivable that the old stationmaster was full of complaints. People who are full of complaints have a bad temper, and if they have a bad temper, they will not please the leader, thus forming a vicious circle.

The old stationmaster is about to retire, and I hope to evaluate a competent retirement treatment better. There must be a paper for evaluating the title, which is not what the old webmaster is good at, so Xu Ping volunteered to take over the job.

This incident became Xu Ping's nightmare.

He really wanted to help the old stationmaster, and he did more than his graduation thesis, and chose the topic of the best area and method of agriculture in their area.

As we all know, China is too big and its environment is very complex, including almost all the agricultural environments in the world. China also has a large population, and ensuring grain production is an inevitable choice. He used the evaluation index of grain yield, and concluded that the best way to operate is a family farm, and the optimal management area is about 200 acres, and this area may be expanded with the development of technology. This is a normal conclusion, they are mountainous and densely populated, and even developed countries, except for the vast and sparsely populated North America, South America, Australia, and even Europe are dominated by family farms.

Although it is also specifically stated later that if the evaluation indicators are different, such as giving priority to economic benefits, there will be different results, but it is not elaborated.

Later, the county leader in charge of agriculture learned about this and asked for his name to be added. It's nothing, anyway, the paper can be signed by several people, and it is also important to have a good relationship with the leader. But after reading the paper, the leader called him over, and he had to change the conclusion, and the reason was high-sounding, didn't he know that the state was promoting land circulation? Don't you know that the future of agriculture is large-scale mechanization? If scientific research needs to adapt to the general trend, how can it go against the trend of history?

Xu Ping finally abandoned the project, redid a project on the miniaturization of mountain agricultural machinery, and helped the old stationmaster evaluate the title. Unexpectedly, the county leaders found someone to change his paper, compiled data and changed the conclusions, and sent it out under his own name.

This incident deeply taught Xu Ping what politics is, what they want is not right, what they want is the approval of the court, and the process in between is irrelevant.

Facing the sun, Xu Ping rubbed his eyes and suddenly smiled.

In his previous life, he did a study and said that it was best for them to use family farms as the best, and family farms were not homesteaders. I actually sent myself to the Song Dynasty, which needed yeoman farmers the most, well, my Great Song Dynasty is a rare dynasty in Chinese history that does not suppress annexation, is this retribution?

Getting out of bed, Xu Ping yawned and walked out of the room.

The sun had just popped out of the horizon, glowing red, not dazzling.

Xu Ping rubbed his eyes, about to wash his face, but turned his head, only to find Xiuxiu sitting at the door.

She sat on the steps, leaning against the corner, huddled together, sleeping soundly. The little old cloth burden was tightly held in her arms.

The early morning sun shone on her face, tracing the gold edge on her black hair, and her face was clear and almost transparent, radiating a divine radiance.

I don't know what kind of dream she had, her expression was impatient and frightened, there were two teardrops in her eyes, only the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, revealing a trace of stubbornness.

Xu Ping was stunned there, as if he had returned to the past, and saw the girls who came out of the mountains, came to the city to look for life, and slept in the square of the train station.

But Xiuxiu didn't come to the Xu family to work, she had been sold by her parents.

Seeing Xiuxiu sleeping here, Xu Ping remembered that this little girl was sent by her mother to take care of herself, and she didn't arrange a place for her to live.

The morning dew still hung on the ends of her hair, glowing in a colorful light in the sunlight.

Xu Ping didn't know what to do for a while, thought for a while, went back to the house and took out a coat, came out and gently covered Xiuxiu.

When Xu Ping came back after washing his face, Xiuxiu had already woken up, carrying Xu Ping's coat and looking at him at a loss.

Xu Ping smiled: "How do you sleep outside?" There's still room in this yard, so you just have to pack it up. ”

"How does this work? I'm a subordinate. Xiuxiu said.

Xu Ping shook his head.

Xiuxiu suddenly said, "Oops, the sun is up." Madame has instructed the officials to bring back the food to eat, and I am too late to go. ”

After speaking, he returned his coat to Xu Ping and trotted out.