Eating big melon is so refreshing

Two thousand kilograms of potatoes filled the warehouse and the tool shed. Mrs. Zhao Yang was delighted to see so much grain. It was the first time in her decades of life that she had seen so much grain. This was only two acres of land. If thirty acres were planted, how much grain would there be?

"Grandma, let's plant potatoes after we harvest the wheat. Potatoes are easy to plant and harvest, and they have a high yield. They can be eaten as a meal, a vegetable, or a snack. You can make them into vermicelli, dry them, and store them for three years without any problem."

“Can potatoes be used as grain tax?”

"Sure, the tax for one acre of potatoes is 100 jin."

"One acre of potatoes yields 1000 kilograms, and after paying taxes, there is still 900 kilograms left, which is a good deal," Zhao Yang said. "But my family doesn't have that much potato seeds, so we only have half potatoes and half soybeans."

"One mu uses 100 kilograms of potato seeds, and 30 mu uses 3000 kilograms of seeds. It's not enough, but we can buy seeds."

"We were the only families who planted potatoes in the beginning. Now that we see the high yield of potatoes, we can't just think about ourselves. We need to give some to the villagers and relatives. In the end, we'll be lucky if we can have 1500 kilograms left."

"Grandma, now that we have food at home, can Erniu go to school?" Erniu suddenly asked, looking at Zhao Yang eagerly, "Erniu must study hard when he goes to school. Erniu wants to study."

Zhao Yang said with a smile on her face, "After the wheat is harvested, I will ask your grandfather to send you to school. Our Erniu can study for many years."

"Really? Thanks grandma!"

Somehow, seeing the intimacy between Zhao Yangshi and Erniu, Xiao Chunya felt a little uncomfortable, as if there was a fly flying around in front of a piece of fat meat.

Xiao Qiulin's eyes grew a little colder. They were the ones who provided the potato seeds. After the potato harvest, grandma thought of letting Erniu study for a few more years. So what did they, siblings, matter?

Suddenly, Xiao Qiulin understood why his father would rather buy servants for his grandfather than go back to the village more often, why his fourth uncle bought two acres of wasteland in Xiaohe Village instead of Zhaojia Village, why his fifth uncle treated his poor grandfather like his own father, and why his third uncle and aunt wore patched clothes when they returned to the village.

Xiao Qiulin gently pulled her sister away so as not to disturb the grandparents and grandchildren as they imagined the future. Some things would not be sad as long as you see through them.

At noon, Zhao Yang's brother Yang Yan hurried over. He said something to Zhao Bei and took away 500 kilograms of potatoes when he left.

Of course Yang Yan did not come empty-handed. He brought a piece of bacon and two bags of snacks. After entering the house, he touched the heads of Erniu and Sanniu and gave them two candies. He just glanced at the other children without any expression.

Zhao Yang entertained his brother warmly, completely forgetting that today was the two children's birthday. The siblings had longevity noodles at the home of their third grandfather Zhao Nan. Their great grandfather, second grandfather, third grandfather and the village chief all gave them small gifts.

My father, mother, third uncle, fourth uncle and fifth uncle all gave my sister and brother small gifts. As long as they are remembered, no matter how small the gift is, it will be meaningful.

Xiao Chunya has always been heartless. After receiving so many gifts, she has long forgotten about her grandmother's neglect of them.

Xiao Qiulin was also very happy to receive so many gifts, and his smile really became a little bigger. People are close or distant, so what if they are closer by blood?

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Mingyue Villa

Young Master Mingyue was sitting in a rocking chair. Above his head was a grape rack with bunches of purple grapes hanging from it.

"Eighteen, spread the word that Mingyue Villa is selling potatoes, ten cents a pound. Those who want to buy potatoes have to dig them themselves. Each household is limited to 200 pounds."

"Yes."

"Nineteen, contact Sixteen and bring 100,000 kilograms of potatoes to the imperial capital. This is my birthday gift to His Majesty."

Young Master Mingyue did not want to flatter the emperor. The emperor really loved him and his brothers. They were both chefs who cooked delicious food and imperial physicians who made ointments. He could not be so conscienceless as to share good things with them.

Eighteen blinked their eyes at Nineteen. In order to relieve the pressure on Zhaojia Village, the young master sold a large amount of potatoes. Unfortunately, Xiaochun'er could not see his hard work. She only saw the little panda named Gungun!

Nineteen left with a blank expression. The two were brothers, but their personalities were completely different.

A carrier pigeon landed. Eighteen took the small piece of paper wrapped in oilcloth from the pigeon's leg. After applying a special potion, tiny words appeared on the white paper.

"Sir, Xiao Qiuer wants to reserve 3000 kilograms of potatoes for Zhao Dong, Zhao Nan, and Zhao Xi."

"Sure enough, Zhao Bei is not there." Young Master Mingyue's eyes were cold. "Are they having a happy birthday today?"

"We had longevity noodles for my birthday at Zhao Nan's house. Except for Zhao Bei and Zhao Dalang, all the other elders gave them small gifts."

Lecture 500: "Yang Yan took away kilograms of potatoes without paying a penny, and the village chief of Gaojia Village bought kilograms of potatoes without paying a penny less, also cents per kilogram."

Eighteen got angry when he saw these messages. His grandparents always said that they loved the twins, but they always ignored their existence at the most critical moments. Without the potato seeds they brought back, would we have the harvest today?

Master Mingyue said calmly, "They are used to favoritism and complaining, and never look at the way they are treated correctly. Perhaps in the eyes of the two of them, the eldest son is the last resort."

The only one who followed Zhao Bei to dig for food in the fields was Zhao Dalang. There was nothing wrong with the old couple caring about their eldest son the most, but the other children were getting further and further away from them.

"Sir, Sixteen is here with his motorcade."

The national master is the national master. He knew that his younger brother had good stuff just by counting on his fingers, so he sent a convoy to ask for the goods and even delivered two trucks of various seeds.

"Load 100,000 kilograms of potatoes onto the trucks, and also load a few trucks with the corals, giant cuttlefish, sea anemones, and kelp in the warehouse." No one knew who Xiao Qiulin traded with to get such a large amount of seafood. The people in the village had been eating kelp for a whole spring, and their faces had all turned green.

"Sir, the eldest son heard that you like farming, so he bought a 500-acre farm in the nearby Qinghe County." Sixteen took out the deed and said, "The eldest son also said that the remaining power of Ximenyan is roaming around in the area, so you should be careful."

Ximen Yan had been planning for more than twenty years. Once he fell, there must be a lot of remaining forces. They didn't dare to confront the Imperial Master head-on, so they attacked Young Master Mingyue, whose power was relatively weaker.

Ximen Yan has a lot of death warriors under his command. In order to train these death warriors, he selects most of them in secret and then sends people to kill their families.

After Xiao Qiulin's hint, Master Mingyue began to look for the truth of that year. As soon as the news was announced, those people immediately rebelled and turned their swords against Ximen Yan's surviving family members. Several killers eventually became Xiao Qiulin's lifelong bodyguards. This happened many years later.