Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

Hearing that they were not allowed to follow the people from Huojia Village, Tong's husband Zhang Ergou and his sons immediately covered Tong's mouth to prevent her from saying anything offensive.

The three aunts, Ms. Lu, Ms. Lao, and Ms. Yu, brought their daughters-in-law to bring food and water from their homes to the village chief. The other villagers also went back to the rest area and took out the remaining food and water and gave them to the village chief.

The village head's wife led the women to cook porridge and pancakes for tonight's dinner.

After dinner, everyone went back to their own places to rest.

Gao Zhijun went to bed early with her nephew in her arms, as she wanted to go into the mountains to look for treasure tomorrow.

After everyone fell asleep, Huo Jinqian took out the sachet and sniffed it, as if he could smell Gao Zhijun's body fragrance. With a smile on his face, if someone passed by, they would definitely think it was an illusion.

Who is Gao Zhijun? Why is her knowledge and insight so good that even his teacher can't compare to hers?

Judging from her temperament and conversation, she doesn't seem like a farm girl, but rather like a poor rich lady.

Also, what does it mean that she gave him a sachet? Does she like him? Doesn't she have a fiancé who is engaged to her?

His heart started beating wildly when he thought that Gao Zhijun might like him.

The only thing Huo Jinqian didn't expect was that Gao Zhijun didn't understand the meaning of giving a sachet, and this was a big misunderstanding.

That night, everyone in the Huo family slept soundly, including the villagers in Huojia Village, except Huo Jinqian, who tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and had panda eyes the next day.

"Jinqian, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes so swollen? Are you feeling unwell or are you worried about the water source?"

Mrs. Lu got up to cook breakfast and saw her third son coming over with dark circles under his eyes. She asked him worriedly.

The other women who stood up also looked at Huo Jinqian, making his ears turn red.

Thinking about what I was thinking last night, I was embarrassed and said, "Mom, my son was just thinking about having water to drink, and he was so happy that he couldn't sleep."

Although this excuse was lame, fortunately, Mrs. Lu and those women believed it.

Because they were so happy last night and didn't go to bed until very late.

"Then go back and sleep for a while, and let your elder brother go dig the well!"

Hearing that it was not because of physical discomfort, Mrs. Lu felt relieved and told Huo Jinqian to go to bed.

"Mom, no need. I'll go help dig herbs later."

Huo Jinqian didn't want to miss the chance to spend time with Gao Zhijun. After suspecting that Gao Zhijun might like him last night, he wanted to be with her all the time.

Lu couldn't persuade him, so she had to let him make his own decision.

The villagers got up one after another, and Gao Zhijun also came out holding her nephew.

The Huo family sent Huo Jinzhou, Huo Jinting, and Huo Jinqing to dig wells. Lu, Lao, and Yu stayed behind to cook. Except for Huo Jin, Zhang Chan, and Liang who stayed behind to look after the children, everyone else went to dig herbs.

After breakfast, Gao Zhijun asked everyone to dig herbs nearby while she went deep into the mountains to dig.

As a result, in addition to the three brothers Huo Zhicheng, Huo Zhiyuan, and Huo Zhijun and the women and children who were digging herbs nearby, Huo Jinhao, Huo Jinqian, Huo Jinchuan, Huo Jinfeng, and Huo Jinbai all followed her, under the pretext of protecting her.

Gao Zhijun couldn't argue with them, so she had to take a small hoe, carry a backpack and lead a group of followers to move to the left.

This is deep in the mountains, so there should be some precious herbs here.

Huo Jinhao and Huo Jinbai led the way in front, while Huo Jinqian and Gao Zhijun blocked the way in the back.

Gao Zhijun walked slowly and dug up herbs whenever she saw them.

Because there is water here, wild vegetables, weeds and herbs grow well.

After walking for an hour, they were quite far away from the resting place, and everyone's backpacks were almost full of herbs.

Gao Zhijun was suddenly illuminated by the sunlight, and she saw a familiar plant.

Oh my god! It’s sweet potato!

The sweet potato vines are green and some are very tender.

Gao Zhijun ran over excitedly, squatted down, and carefully stroked the sweet potato vines.

This is the life-saving food of the people. I didn’t expect it to have existed in ancient times.

Why has no one discovered its benefits and consumed it?

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Looking at the strange Gao Zhijun, Huo Jinqian asked puzzledly.

Huo Jinhao and Huo Jinbai, who were leading the way in front, also ran over, followed by Huo Jinchuan and Huo Jinfeng.

"This is a good thing. It will save the people from starvation forever."

Gao Zhijun said excitedly, pointing at the sweet potato vines.

"What? These leaves can feed the people?"

Huo Jinqian asked puzzledly while touching the sweet potato leaves.

"This is called sweet potato, and the leaves on it are called sweet potato vines. If the land is fertile, the average yield of sweet potato per mu is 3,000 kilograms, and even the inferior ones can produce 2,000 kilograms. The leaves of the sweet potato vines can also be eaten, and they are very delicious."

Gao Zhijun excitedly introduced sweet potatoes to them.

"What? Three thousand catties per mu? Two thousand catties per mu? That's a lot."

Huo Jinqian and his brothers opened their eyes wide with disbelief, as if they had heard some mysterious book.

You should know that the highest yield is rice, which only produces 400 kilograms per acre. In the winter, there are only 300 kilograms left. After paying national taxes, less than one-third of the grain is left, which is not enough to support a family.

That’s why so many people starved to death and sold their children.

"Of course this is true. Let's dig a few and bring them back. Then everyone will know after trying it tonight."

Gao Zhijun was quite sure about the yield of sweet potatoes.

In my previous life, I often saw these agricultural videos on TV and on my mobile phone.

Those experts gave a very detailed introduction to the yield and planting methods, and she really enjoyed watching them.

Although she doesn't have to farm, she still longs for a pastoral life.