Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

Qingshui County is just a small county on the border of Daqing. Since ancient times, not many people have been able to participate in the imperial examinations.

How can you study if you don’t even have enough to eat?

Not only do they not have enough food to eat, but they also have to face invasions from barbarians at any time. It takes all their strength to just stay alive.

Reading? What is that? Can it keep them fed?

It really works!

The young master of the Yan family, because of his extensive reading, discovered potatoes, a very filling food, and led everyone to have their fill.

While the people of Qinghe Village were worried about having enough food to eat every day, the Yan family solved this livelihood problem for them.

In the hearts of the villagers, the Yan family, especially Yan Nansheng, are people they will respect for the rest of their lives.

Although they have never been to school and are illiterate, they know that those who can give them food are good people! They are the benefactors they want to repay with their whole lives.

So when the Yan family returned to the village, they found that the villagers were unusually enthusiastic and unusual...

Respect! Yes, respect.

A group of people rushed to help with the luggage and unload the car.

Some people saw that the car was loaded with food, brand new bedding and clothes, and they paused for a moment, then immediately covered them with bundles and moved them down, and hurriedly delivered them to the Yan family's yard.

No one from the Yan family in front of the carriage had the chance to start moving.

The villagers surrounded them and went to the open space in the center of the village.

It used to be the village's threshing ground, but now it is filled with tables, chairs and benches.

Almost everyone in the village gathered here, including the elderly and children.

On the way here, Yan Nansheng discovered that smoke was coming out of the chimneys of every household, and the aroma of food was wafting in the air.

The village chief warmly invited everyone from the Yan family to take a seat. The village chief was the only one in the village who had read some books and even went to the county academy to climb over the wall and eavesdrop.

It was because of his ambition and determination that he was entrusted with such an important task by the previous village chief.

At this time, he stumbled as he spoke his opening words, his face flushed, and finally finished his speech.

He secretly glanced at the expressions of Yan Nansheng and the Yan family, and saw that there was no impatience or disdain in their eyes, so he said to Old Master Yan:

"Grandpa Yan, the villagers of Qinghe Village all rely on the generosity of the Yan family to be able to have a full meal every day..."

The village chief's voice was choked with sobs, his eyes were red, and his small eyes were filled with tears.

"No matter what difficulties the Yan family encounters in the future, as long as our Qinghe Village can be of use, we will fight to the death!" The village chief waved his hand, and a deafening shout rang out in the threshing ground.

"I will not refuse even if I die! I will not refuse even if I die! I will not refuse even if I die!"

Resounding throughout this world.

The Yan family looked at the villagers around them, and the shock in their hearts was not enough to express in any words.

What the people living in the border areas lack the least is a sense of loyalty and ruthlessness.

Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

The emperor was far away and the people did not have much gratitude or respect for him.

The highest-ranking official they had ever seen was the county magistrate.

No, there is also the young leader of the barbarians.

They really cared about the Yan family, which was why they emptied out all their family savings when Yan Nansheng was homesick, just to hold a proper celebration banquet for Yan Nansheng.

Everyone in the Yan family looked at the dishes that the villagers brought from their homes and placed on the table one by one.

Yan Qingfeng and others suddenly understood what Yan Nansheng said: Where the people's will lies, everything can be changed.

The Yan family now has the support of the people, even though it is just a small village.

But this is just the beginning. He believes that as long as Yan Nansheng wants, the people of Daqing Dynasty will sooner or later remember and believe in a man named Yan Nansheng in their hearts.

Yan Qingfeng shook his head and suppressed the rebellious thoughts in his mind.

The hearts of the people are something only an emperor can possess.

At this time, the village chief happened to say, "We in Qinghe Village are poor. We have never eaten any delicacies from the mountains or the sea, and we don't have any dishes that are worth showing off. I hope Mr. Yan and Mr. Xiucai will not despise us."

The village chief always remembered that the old man of the Yan family came from the capital.

I don’t know if these dishes are pleasing to my eyes.

If Mr. Yan heard the village chief's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely say, you think too much.

Although the Yan family was once a noble family in the capital, they have experienced all kinds of life since they were exiled and tasted the pain of hunger.

Looking at the table, there are vegetables and meat, the meat takes up most of the table, and there is even wine.

It was obvious that this must have been prepared at great expense. The villagers, who usually spent every penny carefully, actually prepared a large table of meat and vegetables for this celebratory banquet.

Yan Nansheng wanted to speak several times but didn't know what to say.

Is it worth it? Usually the villagers are stingy and outrageous.

Villagers fighting over a wild vegetable.

She even bought meat for him!

And buy so much!

"Fellow villagers, you are so polite." Old Man Yan noticed that his granddaughter was feeling uncomfortable, so he spoke out to thank them first.

"Since the Yan family was assigned to our Qinghe Village, the villagers have taken great care of us."

"We, the Yan family, are also grateful to our fellow villagers."

When the villagers heard what Grandpa Yan said, they immediately lowered their heads.

They know their own character. I have never bullied them. I just show them the way when they were digging wild vegetables. It's embarrassing to say that I am taking good care of them.

Although they felt that this was not much of a help, Old Man Yan, who had seen the fickleness of human nature since the day he was exiled, felt that this was already taking care of them.

After all, the villagers themselves also needed to dig wild vegetables to fill their stomachs, but they still pointed out places where wild vegetables grew densely to outsiders.

Yan Nansheng calmed down now and said, "In our village, this kind of food has already used up all the villagers' savings, right?"

When the village chief heard Yan Nansheng say this, his face turned red with embarrassment.

The villagers also stood there rubbing their hands, looking embarrassed.

"My fellow villagers, you have spent all your money to prepare this celebration banquet for me. It is my blessing that you think highly of me, Yan Nansheng. I don't like to talk big, I just like to do practical things."

"I promise everyone here that from now on, as long as the potatoes produced in Qinghe Village are enough for our own use, any surplus can be sent to the Yan family."

"I'll give you three cents a pound."

"What do you think is okay?"

After Yan Nansheng finished speaking, the huge threshing ground instantly became quiet.

Three cents a pound!

Judging from the potatoes harvested recently, the highest yield belongs to the village chief's family, with an output of 3,000 kilograms per acre!

This is nine thousand coins! That is nine taels of silver!

Each family was silently calculating in their hearts.

But he obviously didn't understand it, he just knew that he would get rich in the future!

Gradually, voices of inquiry began to rise from all around. "Village head, my family can produce 2,300 kilograms of potatoes from one acre of land. Can you help me calculate how much silver this is worth?"

"Yes, yes, my family produces 2,800 kilograms per acre of land."

"I have quite a bit at home, two thousand six hundred and fifty kilograms..."

The village chief was also stunned by the good news. The Yan family was planning to make money together with all the families in the village!

It not only solves the problem of food and clothing in the village, but also helps the villagers to become rich!

Lord Qingtian!

Why would such a good family be sentenced to exile?

This old emperor is really blind!