After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Qian Fengping helped for more than an hour and went to sleep only when she was tired and sleepy.

Fang Tong worked all night.

Even if they worked all night, they still couldn't dig a cellar in one night.

Before dawn, Fang Tong put down his shovel again, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, and went out with a hoe, carrying several stacked bamboo baskets on his back.

At the foot of the mountain, the three of them had already arrived.

Erwa looked at him, as if he had been drained of his vitality, and opened his mouth slightly. "I'm not saying anything bad about you, Third Brother. A newlywed couple is sweet, but you have to be restrained. There's a famine right now, how can you have so much energy..."

Halfway through his words, Fang Tong kicked him and glared at him.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

The mountain was quiet and a little dark, with only a little light shining through the shade of the leaves, but it was enough to illuminate the path under my feet.

Fang Tong remembered the place where he dug yam last time, and soon found it.

He noticed with his sharp eyes that there were fewer yams in the pit.

The man raised his eyebrows. The villagers were indeed perceptive. They only dug for a short while yesterday, and after they left, some people followed their example and started digging yams.

However, I guess they didn't realize that yam is edible. I'm afraid that after taking it home and cutting it, they found their hands were swollen and threw it away thinking it was poisonous grass.

He picked up a hoe and dug, explaining at the same time.

"Come and see. It's this kind of grass leaf. There's yam underneath. Use a hoe to dig the soil around it. Don't damage the yam. Even if you accidentally scratch it, don't touch the flesh. The flesh inside is poisonous until it's cooked. When you've dug out enough, just pinch the bottom and pull it out."

The three of them listened attentively and soon started to get started.

They usually take it easy, but right now, food is a matter of livelihood, and no one is careless.

After digging two or three times, everyone became proficient and dug quickly in different directions.

Every extra yam we dig nowadays can be a life-saving straw when there is no food to eat!

Looking at the thorn bush again, there were about seven or eight yam leaves scattered in the wind, and the three people's eyes were eager.

Qian Fengping woke up soon after and made some simple porridge.

After the three of them had finished their meal, she gave her son some simple instructions and took Fang Nanzhi up the mountain.

Qian Fengping also carried several stacked bamboo baskets on her back.

The couple brought all the bamboo baskets in their home.

When Fang Nanzhi walked up, he saw that the place where yams grew yesterday was now full of pits, dug cleanly.

Several people dug up all the yams nearby, and each person dug about five or six.

Fang Tong dug quickly and he had nine logs, but that wasn't much, not even one-third of the basket was full.

Fang Nanzhi asked in his mind, "Brother System, do you know where I can find yam?"

The system was summoned, [Detecting—80 meters east of the host's current coordinates, then 62 meters north, a large area of yam plants was detected.]

[Detecting - One hundred and sixty-six meters south of the host's current coordinates, and fifty-two meters west, a large area of yam plants was detected.]

Fang Nanzhi was a little dizzy from the surprise.

She trotted over and pulled Fang Tong's arm to a less crowded place nearby.

Fang Tong knew that his daughter had something to say.

It’s probably related to gods!

He followed along cooperatively, and Fang Nanzhi whispered in his ear, explaining the two places in detail.

Fang Tong had no suspicion of anything else.

He immediately called three people and headed towards one of the places, saying, "Let's look for it somewhere else."

After a while, I found a piece at the bottom of the steep slope.

"Look, there are quite a few here!"

Tiezhu and the other two looked over and immediately got to work.

Fang Tong was not in a hurry: "You guys dig first, I'll go look somewhere else."

Since there are two places, there is no need to dig them all together. It will be more efficient to divide the work.

The three of them responded randomly and continued to work busily.

Fang Tong continued to the next place, this time taking his wife and daughter around in a circle.

Fang Nanzhi knew the answer in her heart, and pretended to walk to the position casually, exclaiming: "Wow, Daddy, Auntie, there are some here too."

Fang Tong cooperated with joy and said, "Yes! My dear, keep your voice down and don't make too much noise."

The acting of the father and daughter was a bit awkward, but Qian Fengping was a practical person and started digging immediately without any hesitation.

The three of them divided the work together. The couple was responsible for digging, and Fang Nanzhi was responsible for picking up the yams and throwing them into the basket.

The whole family was sweating profusely, but they were extremely efficient.

After a while, the box was full.

The sky was just beginning to brighten when Fang Tong looked around. They, including Erwa and his friends, had already dug six baskets of yam.

Fang Tong wiped the sweat off his face and said, "It's almost done. Let's take advantage of the fact that no one is around and send these back first."

"Tiezhu, come with me and move it over there."

Fang Tong said this and took the lead in carrying two baskets, one in front and one in the back.

Although he had been sneaky and cunning in the past, he now knew what was important.

Although it is heavy for one person to carry two baskets, it is possible to do so if one tries hard. What's more, the food they carry is life-saving food.

The remaining Erwa and the others each carried a basket, and took turns helping Fang Tong share the burden for a while. Qian Fengping carried one basket, and Fang Nanzhi helped carry it from behind.

The five adults and one child returned down the mountain with a full load.

As the sky brightened, villagers began to go up the mountain one after another.

Several passers-by were very curious about their baskets, wondering if they had picked something good.

They stretched their necks to look, but found that the basket was covered. The villagers could only look through the gap to see a large black and brown area in the basket, and they couldn't tell what it was.

When someone comes to ask out of curiosity, they pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Don’t worry about anything else, let’s go back to the Qin family first!

When they got home, the four men were exhausted. They put the baskets in the yard and lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Come on, let's divide the spoils." Fang Tong took a breath and spoke first

There are six baskets of yams in the yard.

Erwa responded, "Third brother, you discovered the place. Without you, we wouldn't have known about it. You have the final say on how to divide it."

This was a matter that the three of them had discussed privately, so no one objected when he brought it up.

Fang Tong didn't hesitate. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll take three baskets, and you two can split the remaining three equally."

The three had no objection to this.

The baskets they brought before were almost as tall as a person. Even if each person was given a basket, the number was quite large.

This time, you will make a profit!

"Many people were watching us when we went down the mountain. I plan to tell the village chief about the yam."

"Ah, why?" Erwa immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, "There are still a lot of them on the mountain. If you tell anyone, they will definitely be plucked up immediately."

Goudan chimed in, "Of course we haven't picked enough!"

Tiezhu nodded in agreement.

Fang Tong frowned, "Even if I don't tell anyone, ask yourselves, can you keep this a secret? Don't let it provoke public outrage!"