I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

"Alright! The sickles are sharpened, and we've hired a lot of people from other villages. We can harvest all this land in three days."

Song Feng, Xiao Yuanbao, Song Zeyu and others had already prepared everything. With Song Dashan's order, the Song family began the autumn harvest.

The men laid down the corn stalks, while the women broke the corn cobs in the field, gathered them together, and finally loaded them onto trucks and took them home.

Song Anning's backyard was very large, something they had considered when they first built the house. So, after bringing the corn home, a bunch of people sat together, completely husked the corn, and laid it out in the sun to dry.

During the busy farming season these past two days, Old Man Pan only lectured for an hour and a half every day. The rest of the time, the children helped with housework.

Little Ayue was tearing the corn husks with great effort, and tilted her head to ask Song Anning:

"Sister, why do you have to peel off the corn husks? Wouldn't it be nice to just leave it on top?

That way the corn won’t get cold.”

"Hahaha……"

When Ah Yue asked this, Zhang, Qi and several other aunts beside her were amused by her naivety.

“Silly boy, the corn is all piled together and the husks are damp inside.

If there is no ventilation, the plants will grow green hairs, wasting the food."

"Ayue knows. They will spoil just like food..."

"Yes, so when we store food, we must put it in a clean, dry place..."

Song Anning spoke patiently to her sister, and Xiangxiang added a few words from time to time.

The courtyard, fields, village, and the entire Ping'an Town are immersed in the joy of harvest.

Song Anning picked up a cob of corn and shook it in her hand. Wang Ying'er looked at the corn cob and smiled with relief.

"Look at the corn cob in Aning's hand, it's so big.

The corn kernels are round and plump, with a hint of red, and it's obvious they're good stuff."

Zhang took over her words and continued:

"That's right! Take Liujia Village for example. This year's floods destroyed so many crops, but the new variety of corn was the only one that survived and is still growing well."

"Yes! I went to check on them yesterday when they were harvesting the land, and saw two large corn cobs growing on one corn stalk!

Who would have believed it in the past?"

Not only the Song family, but also many villagers came to see other people's harvests.

And talked about his own happily.

During the lunch break, people hired from other villages also gathered together to talk about this year's autumn harvest.

“Normally, with such a massive flood, I thought everything was over.

Unexpectedly, the seeds that suddenly appeared saved all of our lives."

"Isn't it? My old man originally said to plant less, fearing that the seeds wouldn't sprout.

But when I looked at those seeds, they were big and round, so pleasing to the eye that I decided to take a gamble and plant them all.

Indeed, this year's harvest is even better than last year when the weather was favorable."

Hearing the joy in everyone's voices, Song Anning smiled. Xiangxiang also bumped her shoulder, winked mischievously, and then said to Song Anning with her mind:

"Master, our hard work was very worthwhile.

Look how happy they are! Even though they've been through floods and plagues, they can finally be happy for once.

And this year's dog emperor is not too bad. He exempted Ping'an Town from taxes for one year and Banyue Village from taxes for three years.

Ordinary people don’t have to pay taxes; all the money collected is their own.”

"Yes! The emperor is still a human being!

We must let the people breathe a sigh of relief.

Next spring, we will find Senior Sister Baizhi and sell high-quality grain seeds to every corner of the Nanyue Dynasty. This way, the people's lives will get better and better."

“Hehe, Master is really foresighted.

Before, Xiangxiang didn’t quite understand why her master had to help when there was a natural disaster or plague.

Including seeds.

Now I understand. Only in a peaceful and prosperous era can business be good, people will buy preserved eggs, eat chili peppers, and even snack shops like milk tea shops will be patronized.

On the contrary, when plagues are rampant and floods are raging, people are living in dire straits and even struggling to survive, how can they have the mind to eat these things?

Even the wealthy have to keep a low profile and hold their wallets tightly, fearing they will be robbed by refugees."

"Yes! They say that a family prospers together and suffers together.

In fact, if you look at it from a broad perspective, the same is true for a town, a state capital, or a country.

However, that is the Emperor's business, so we won't get involved."

After three and a half days of busy work, the autumn harvest was successfully completed in the afternoon of the fourth day, and the whole village welcomed a bumper harvest.

Song Anning and Xiangxiang were also tired these two days. They lay in bed motionless, and the joints of their hands were painful.

However, the temperature is just right now, neither too cold nor too hot, and Song Anning wants to take Xiangxiang out for a walk.

"Can you turn into a bird? Let's fly out and play?

It's a good time to see the harvest in Tongchuan Prefecture."

"Okay! I thought so too.

But I was afraid that the master would be too tired, so I didn’t dare to tell him.”

"Don't call me master, call me sister."

"Yes, sister!"

"Come on, sister will take you out to play."

"hey-hey……"

The two sisters went out hand in hand, and when they reached the back mountain, they turned into cuckoos and flew over the golden fields.

Old man Pan was holding two books, looking at Song An Ning who was getting farther and farther away on the map, and then he looked at these troublesome little kids in front of him, his expression was very resentful.

Ever since Xiangxiang came out, the naughty girl Aning stopped playing with him.

Thinking about how he is so old and still has to take care of a bunch of children, it makes me sad...

But, he really likes being with children...

It is said that the cuckoo's call often appears in the season when crops are ripe, so the cuckoo is a symbol of harvest.

Song Anning and Xiangxiang flew slowly over the village and fields...

Heading north, they saw golden wheat fields and well-growing corn. People raised their flails high and hit the bean pods hard, beating the soybeans hard to shell them.

And in the south, there are also corn and rice...

"That's great! Although the Nanyue Dynasty has suffered many disasters this year, overall, it can be considered a bumper harvest!

Next year, it will get better and better!"

"Of course, with Sister here, the Nanyue Dynasty will become more and more prosperous!"

Xiangxiang was so happy that she was shaking her head and looking forward to next year happily with Song Anning.

When the people in the fields heard the cuckoo's call, they waved excitedly to the sky.

"What a great harvest! May the weather be good next year, and may we have enough food and warm clothes..."

After traveling from south to north, it was already late at night when they got home.

There was still warm food in the small pot in the kitchen. Song Anning and Xiangxiang sneaked into the kitchen and ate a lot. Finally, they cleaned up, washed up, and fell asleep.

Song Anning slept very well that night.

When she closes her eyes, she sees scenes of ordinary people thanking her.

In the past two days, the people of Ping'an Town knelt in the fields, clasped their hands together, and cried to thank the gods for giving them the seeds that day.

Although Song An Ning couldn't stand out and reveal her identity, she was very pleased to see everyone happy.

The next day, the two sisters woke up early and went into the space to read, write, identify herbs, and practice martial arts...

Xiangxiang was very serious and followed Song Anning to learn.

In the morning, with nothing to do, Song Anning and Xiangxiang went to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village again and sat and chatted with a group of aunts.

As they chatted, they talked about crops.

One of the aunts sighed and looked at Song Anning:

"Aning, please help the aunts come up with a solution...

There are a lot of beans left at home from last year, but now that life has improved, no one eats the beans. "

"My family is the same! I heard there's a bumper bean harvest in the north this year, and the prices are shockingly low.

But if you don't eat it now, it will go bad. If you waste food, you will be punished by God!"

Song An Ning was waiting for the beans to ripen in autumn. Coincidentally, Widow Song was also under the banyan tree. The two smiled at each other and understood each other's meaning.

Song Anning: Aunts, our peppers are growing well in the south now, and we have almost finished researching the recipes. Do you want to try some new ways?

Everyone: Think about it!

Song Anning: Let’s go! Follow me!