Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 50 The warm boast of Haikou

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"The cellar has not been discovered, but all the potatoes in our yard have been dug up, not even a single potato seedling left!" Saburo gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could kick those refugees a few more times.

Wen Xingjia stood up abruptly: "Not a single tree left?"

"Nothing left!"

Wen Xingjia sat down on the stool in frustration.

He is also looking forward to waiting for these potatoes to be harvested and planted on a large scale as potato seeds next year.

Now there is nothing...

Da Lang saw his father looking over: "Our potatoes have also been stripped."

Nuannuan didn't want them to be disappointed: "It's okay, I still have potato seeds that have germinated here, and there should be time to plant them now."

The Wen Xing family and the Wen Xing family still felt uncomfortable. They spent so much time on the potatoes, and they were completely destroyed in the blink of an eye. No one could be happy.

"Forget it, at least the food and valuables at home have been saved." Yuan Shi and Wei Shi could only comfort their man and son in this way.

After breakfast, the old village head wrote a warm letter to the magistrate of Anping County, and together with more than [-] villagers from Xinqing'ao Village, escorted the refugees to Anping City.

What makes them wonder is that there is not a single refugee outside the gate of Anping County today.

But the folks quickly realized what was going on.

Those refugees probably took the "plague" thing seriously, and left here because they were afraid of being infected with the plague and being burned to death here.

"Grandfather of the village chief, fellow villagers." Da Lang said suddenly, "Da Lang has something to ask everyone."

"Dalang, you folks in this village, if you have anything to say, just say it, why are you being so polite?"

"About the 'plague', can we not mention it to the county magistrate later?"

The "plague" incident last night obviously caused some people to panic, and Da Lang worried that if the Anping county magistrate found out, it would be bad for his cousin.

The folks in Xinqing'ao Village also understand this point: "Nuannuan used the 'plague' to scare away the refugees for the sake of the folks. Even if you don't tell Dalang, we have to keep our mouths shut."

The old village head nodded with satisfaction: "That's exactly the reason!"

Dalang and Sanlang are relieved.

At the Anping County Yamen, Cheng Xianzhong, the magistrate of Anping County, opened the warm letter and read it. The more he looked down, the darker his face became.

Kneeling in the courtroom, Village Chief Liao and others were in a state of turmoil. Is the county magistrate annoyed at them for borrowing food from the government?
After reading the letter, the magistrate of Anping’s face was still gloomy, and after a while he slapped the gavel fiercely, almost scaring the old village chief and others to the ground: “Pull this group of robbers who entered the village out of the city. Beheaded for public display!"

Those refugees whose hands and feet were gagged showed horror, shook their heads desperately, knelt down and kowtowed to the Anping county magistrate, even smashing their heads did not change their fate of being beheaded.

What made the old village chief and others fearful was that the magistrate of Anping asked them to wait outside the yamen and leave after half an hour.

Half an hour later, the old village head and his party pulled the two-cart grain out of the city in a daze.

Back in the village, the group still felt like they were in a dream.

"Look, the village chief and the others have really borrowed food!" The folks in the village shouted happily with a smile.

With these two truckloads of grain, the villagers will have peace of mind!
Da Lang and San Lang went straight back to find Nuan Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, I really have you! No wonder you insisted on pulling two carts, so you really asked the government to lend us food!"

Each person in the village should be able to share about three catties of those two carts of grain.

"Let the village chief grandpa emphasize to the villagers again that the grain is borrowed, and the wheat harvested next year will be returned to the government." Warm reminded.

"The village chief's grandfather has already told the villagers."

At the same time, in the back hall of the yamen, the magistrate of Anping drank three cups of tea in a row before suppressing his anger.

The servant Huang Ping asked cautiously: "My lord, do you really believe that those people in Xinqing'ao Village will be able to return the food next spring?"

"I don't want the child to be caught by a wolf!" The magistrate of Anping gritted his teeth and said, "That girl said so affirmatively in her letter that their village grows high-yielding wheat, so I believe her just once!"

What annoyed him was that the little girl threatened and lured him in the letter, but he had to compromise.

That girl dared to say in the letter that if he didn't borrow money, he would force her to take the entire Xinqing'ao village to make political achievements for the county magistrate of Miancheng.

"Didn't that little girl say before that she would take those people to Lianzhou? Why is she going to Miancheng again?" Huang Ping said, "My lord, that little girl is just trying to scare you."

"You know what!" The magistrate of Anping's heart had nowhere to vent his anger, and Huang Ping happened to be in trouble: "You think the magistrate is stupid? Didn't you see that the magistrate repeatedly sent Qin Yang to investigate Xinqing'ao Village? situation, do you want to give them piglets?"

The little girl said in the letter that the wheat they planted would yield at least [-] catties per mu. What kind of concept is this?
Not to mention that there are droughts in several states of Xilin Kingdom, the people can't farm at all. Even when the harvest is good, the wheat yield is about [-] catties per mu.

It is not uncommon for those who are not well managed to yield thirty to forty catties per mu.

"Is that girl bragging?" Huang Ping's eyes widened when he heard that the yield per mu was four hundred catties.

Does that girl take them for fools?

"My people found out that when Qin Yang returned from Xinqing'ao Village, he also brought a bag of high-yielding wheat seeds, which had already been planted. I just want to take a gamble!"

Now Huang Ping shut up.

Both the magistrate and Qin Yang believed in that little girl, what if the wheat with an output of [-] jin per mu was really grown?
"There are no absolutes in this world, and no one can be cheap if it's cheap. It's over there in Miancheng!"

The two counties are adjacent to each other, and the two county magistrates often compete secretly. It is absolutely impossible for him to let Miancheng stand on his head!

The folks in Xinqing'ao Village began to tidy up the vegetable fields after the food was distributed. Everyone took all the trampled green vegetables in the vegetable fields and fed them to the pigs.

After replanting the green vegetable seeds, the women and children began to go up the mountain to collect firewood and dig wild vegetables.

The Wen Xing clan and Wen Xing family also replanted the potatoes, while Wen Xingye used plant ash to fertilize the potatoes again.

While having dinner that night, I heard my father mention to the old man that the wheat field was too dry, and the villagers planned to water the wheat field.

Because the magistrate of Anping praised Haikou, Wen Nuan was worried that the newly opened land in the village would not be fertile enough and the wheat would not grow as expected, so she quietly added water from the spiritual spring of space to the two wells in the village before the villagers watered the wheat fields.

Once the warm spring water is added, it is not known whether the wheat will be able to harvest well, but the vegetables in the vegetable field and the piglets in the pig house are growing wildly visible to the naked eye.

Vegetables such as rapeseed and spinach, which originally took about a month to grow, can be picked in half a month. The villagers think that this is God's blessing to Qing'ao Village, and they can't bear to let the villagers of Qing'ao Village suffer.

(End of this chapter)