A cold wave took away most of the crops, and Lin'an Mansion suddenly became filled with complaints.
Although the people in the city did not have any farmland, there seemed to be no loss on the surface. However, after the profound lessons learned from the snow disaster, they immediately responded to stockpile grain, and the shops on both sides of the main street ushered in a shopping frenzy.
As a result, the price of food, which had finally dropped due to disaster relief, suddenly rose again.
Mr. Jiang and Fu Cheng were extremely busy trying to stabilize the situation, and Shenjia Village, twenty miles away from Fucheng, was also extremely busy.
Rows of potato seedlings packed in wooden troughs were brought out from the farmyard and headed towards the east of the village. More than a dozen people lined the road in a mighty manner. From a distance, it looked like they were doing something big.
“Of course we’re doing something big!”
"If new food can grow as Xing Luo said, we won't have to go hungry in a few months."
"Who says it's not? Thanks to the treasure mountain Shennong Mountain!"
"Come on, hurry up. Uncle Mantun is still waiting in the field. Be careful and don't hurt such a good seedling."
The people responsible for transporting potato seedlings from Shen's house were ordinary villagers. In a field to the east of the village, there were dozens of men wielding hoes to prepare the land. They were members of the patrol team.
A shed was built at the edge of the field for temporary rest. Uncle Six sat under the shed with a happy expression.
"This potato tastes good. Try it."
A dozen eggs-sized potatoes were boiled and cut into pieces and placed on the plate. There was still a bit of heat wafting around, attracting the attention of the villagers.
Everyone had long been curious about the so-called new food. Upon seeing this, they put down the wooden troughs they were holding and took a piece from the plate and tentatively put it into their mouths. The next moment they were captured by the soft and glutinous taste of potatoes.
"Huh? This thing is really filling!"
"I ate it all in my mouth. It tastes really good. I can probably eat two pieces like this."
"I heard from Xing Luo that these potatoes are still small ones. If the land is good, they should be able to grow bigger!"
"Did Xing Luo say how many such seedlings can grow?"
Everyone looked at Uncle Six who was sitting firmly on the ground. The latter casually said something that shocked everyone:
"At best, there are seven or eight of them, and at worst, you can get two or three."
"!"
hiss--
The villagers gasped in unison and mechanically turned their eyes to the neatly arranged wooden troughs on the ground, where a small green seedling was fluttering in the wind.
"Fortunately, I didn't exert any force when I put it down just now..."
If he accidentally smashes or crushes a tree to death, he will be heartbroken without the need for Uncle Six to curse.
What kind of little seedling is this? It seems like it is everyone’s life!
"What, Xing Luo said that these lumps of earth were dug out from the depths of Shennong Mountain?"
"That's what you said!"
"Speaking of which, we all went into the mountains together, and the baby was right under our noses. How come he was the only one who discovered it?"
"Students are better at digging for food than us."
The sixth uncle was stunned when he heard this and almost choked on the potatoes in his mouth. Can you find out what the relationship between potatoes and reading is? You who are foraging in the fields have not found any grain. Now is it reasonable to expect a scholar?
"Since you know that you are incompetent, why don't you go to the mountain and look for it now? What are you doing here? There is nothing with brute force!"
The old man hates that iron cannot be transformed into steel. They are all descendants of my Shen family. Why is there such a big difference?
Everyone was sprayed and took a few steps back.
That's not what you always said during the snowstorm. At that time, you praised them for their strength and ability to cut down the bandits...
But the sixth uncle was right. Since there are such good treasures in the mountains, it would be a shame not to dig them out. So a dozen people picked up their weapons and headed towards the mountains.
"Come on, let's go look for potatoes too!"
"As many as we can dig out, we will plant them when we come back."
The sixth uncle was very dissatisfied with the backs of a group of young people, "Look at the fuss they made just now, they really embarrass the Shen family!"
Shen Manyun, who was also squatting on the ground and remained silent, twitched the corner of his mouth. Have you forgotten that you fell off the kang when you first heard the news?
A group of people here went up the mountain in great force, and Chen Xingluo in the field was teaching everyone how to plant.
Growing potatoes does not require much technical content. The villagers in Shenjia Village are also good at farming. One person teaches many people and they quickly get started.
Due to the large number of people in the field, it only took one day to plant all the potato seedlings in the ten acres of land. When the sun went down that day, not a single green seedling was left in the wooden trough.
Chen Xingluo explained a few words, stood up, patted the dirt on his body and walked home.
The fiery red sunset hangs in the west, and the afterglow falls on the quiet farmyard, like a layer of golden-red gauze.
Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the old and young quarreling in the courtyard came into view. At this time, Cheng Xi was smiling and describing 108 ways to eat Poria. Xu Laoqi was neither smiling nor looking weird. Shen Xingqi was sitting There was an embroidered screen not far away, and waves of aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Chen Xingluo paused slightly, and there was a hint of tenderness in his deep black eyes.
"My husband is back?"
Cheng Xi glanced at him, then turned to look at the kitchen, "Wang Shu, prepare the bowl quickly, it's time to eat."
"How did your studies go today, madam?"
"I remember it all. Master even praised me."
"snort."
Mr. Xu was too lazy to pay attention to this scoundrel, so he picked up the matza under his buttocks and went to the living room to prepare for dinner.
Chen Xingluo stepped forward and took the notebook she used to record from Cheng Xi's hand, "Are you bullying Mr. Xu again?"
"Don't accuse me unfairly. I studied seriously. Everyone praised me as a good student since I was a child."
It was this master who was not only dull and boring when teaching his apprentices, but also liked to drag the class. This made Cheng Xi, whose longest class was only one and a half hours, a bit overwhelmed, so he simply found something else to be happy about.
She raised her head and looked to her side, "Are you done with the work in the fields?"
"Well, it's all planted."
"Did Uncle Six choose a good field from the clan?"
"Yes, the output after two months will also be reported in the name of the Shen family."
Cheng Xi clicked his tongue and secretly thought that the Shen family would not be prosperous with Shen Xing and Luo He. As long as he was given time, the Shen family would surely become the top family in Dayan within a few years.
"Why did I see someone entering the mountain from a distance?"
"Lian Hu brought people there to try his luck to see if he could dig out potatoes."
"..." There are no potatoes on this mountain, so how can we dig them?
The heroes of Shenjia Village stayed in Shennong Mountain for the whole afternoon but failed to dig potatoes.
However, today's villagers are no longer what they used to be. Although the heroes were disappointed, they quickly focused on game, so much so that they brought back two black wild boars when they went down the mountain in the evening.
When Cheng Xi learned about this, it was already noon the next day. Aunt Cuihua disliked her for being too homely, so she specially took her to the ancestral hall to watch the pig being slaughtered.
