Chapter 121 Harvest

Style: Historical Author: Joy and peaceWords: 1427Update Time: 24/01/12 11:18:53
Time flies, and the spring of the next year is here in a blink of an eye. Ji Qingyao has also passed her first New Year after coming to Xiaoxi Village. Originally, Aunt Hong asked her to go to the county town to celebrate the New Year, but when she thought that her house was newly built, she had to He brought his servants to Xiaoxi Village and spent the New Year's reunion in Ji Qingyao's new house.

During this period, Pei Mingche would send people to bring her some delicious food and fun things from time to time, and letters would come as frequently as ever. Sometimes he would write something about the battlefield, and sometimes he would attach a love poem.

Ji Qingyao was a cold-tempered person. Pei Mingche wrote several letters before she would reply to the last one. Most of the time, she would buy some bacon and sausages from space and let the secret guards take them away, which made Pei Mingche's colleagues They are envious.

Pei Mingche's face was filled with pride. It felt good to have his wife on his mind, but he was the only one who knew the bitterness in his heart. This girl was too incomprehensible to her feelings. It was harder than reaching heaven to hear her say a few nice words. .

Ji Qingyao lived a leisurely life in Xiaoxi Village, and received a considerable amount of money every month. The beauty shop's Xiangyazi was in a mess, and workshops were built in other places besides Xiaoxi Village. , there are also restaurants, and sugar dividends. Now she can become a salted fish early.

Even so, Ji Qingyao still maintained the frequency of going into the mountains once every three days. When he was in a good mood, he hunted some wild boars and sold them to the villagers. It was not too small to earn three melons and two dates. He hunted roe deer and other deer and gave them away directly in front of the villagers. Going to the restaurant in the county town, she wanted to make the people in Xiaoxi Village think that she had a way to make money, as long as she had no shortage of money.

The days went by in an ordinary way. After the spring plowing in Xiaoxi Village, the harvesting of potatoes and sweet potatoes was also put on the agenda. Due to the limited number of seeds at the time, the villagers were afraid of delaying the next year's spring plowing. After the village chief Pei Under Ning Yuan's suggestion, most families opened up wasteland to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes.

There are also a few families who don’t grow them. Although the village chief invited the villagers to eat potatoes and sweet potatoes, there are still villagers who don’t believe that these things are really high-yield and just want to stay at home and don’t want to bother with them. Among them are Pei Dashan’s family and Mrs. Li's house.

Old Mrs. Li's family had no labor force. Ji Qingyao once came to her door and said that as long as she was willing to plant, she could ask the villagers to help open up wasteland. She would give the seeds and Mrs. Li would not have to pay them back. But in the end, Old Mrs. Li gave Ji Qingyao a weird lecture, and Ji Qingyao was too lazy to do it. Just ignore this annoying thing.

Originally, Ji Qingyao agreed that Pei Linyun would live in his house, firstly to help take care of his family, and secondly to help the elderly with some housework, but Pei Linyun's family had a bad look every time they saw her, and Ji Qingyao did not move up. Minato.

I found a young man in the village who gave him 500 Wen per month and asked Pei Linyun's wife, Mrs. Li, to fetch water once a day and deliver firewood once every two days, while she would only need to deliver prey once every three days, and Every time she delivers prey, she chooses a time when there are many people in the village. She doesn't care if she can't catch prey in winter, and just goes there once a day to take a look.

Except for Mrs. Li's family who didn't plant any new crops, there were several other families that were in a wait-and-see mode. Pei Ningyuan didn't want to take care of it. There were always a few lazy people in every village.

Now that the spring plowing is over, the potatoes that were planted in the ground can be dug. However, Pei Ning never expected that on the day of harvest, not only the county magistrate would come, but also the county magistrate, and a large group of people would come. Thirty people.

Pei Ningyuan sat aside and just told the villagers to be careful when harvesting, so as not to damage it.

Because the seeds were limited before, each family was only allocated one acre of potatoes for planting. It took the entire Xiaoxi Village one day to dig out the potatoes in more than 30 acres of land, harvesting a total of 130,000 kilograms of potatoes. , the average yield per mu reached more than 3,000 kilograms, not to mention the entire Xiaoxi Village was boiling, even the people who followed the county magistrate were shocked by the amount in front of them.

In Ji Qingyao's eyes, this yield is just the most ordinary. In later generations, with the blessing of fertilizers, the yield of potatoes can be as high as seven or eight thousand kilograms per mu.

An official who followed the county magistrate burst into tears when he saw such figures, and they all said frankly that God bless Daji.

Among them, some officials also recognized potatoes and said that foreign countries had paid tribute to this species before, but they did not tell them how to grow it, nor did they say that it could be eaten. In the end, those things were thrown into some nook and cranny.

Ji Qingyao noticed that among this group of people, apart from the county magistrate, there were a few people who were more temperamental than the county magistrate. From the moment they arrived in Xiaoxi Village, these people had been in the fields almost all day, looking at each piece of land. , taking notes in his hands from time to time, not saying much, just nodding his head when he saw the output.