I have been farming since I crossed over.

In the end, Wu said nothing. She took a piece of meat weighing more than two pounds and went to find He Po, the village matchmaker who was always on duty. She asked her to go to the Wan family when she had time to help take a look, and if possible, she could marry the girl in May.

The next day, Yang Mingxi made a point of visiting the fields to see the eldest daughter of the Wan family, Wan Daya, who had brought her family to deliver fertilizer. She was pretty and tall, looking about 165cm tall. She worked with alacrity and efficiency. She carried a heavy load of fertilizer and smiled as she greeted Yang Minghu, who was plowing the fields. "Hello, big brother Yang," she said, "where and how do we dump the fertilizer today?"

Yang Minghu glanced at the little girl. This was his future sister-in-law, so he smiled and said, "Let's put it here! Separate it a little bit. The fields here are more fertile than over there."

Wan Daya smiled and said, "Okay, I got it." Then she rolled up her pants and went down to the field. She first carried her own load and dumped it, then came over to carry her second and third sister's load. While carrying, she directed Wan's father where to dump it, and asked Wan's father to carry Wan's mother's load into the field and dump it. Finally, she carried the baskets of her fourth and fifth sister into the field and dumped them, then said to a little boy following behind her, "Xiaobao, look, like big sister, spread all the fertilizer in the field, we will carry it, and you will be responsible for spreading it. Big sister will fry meat for you to eat in the evening."

The little boy looked at his older sister, then turned back to look at Wan's mother. Just as Wan's mother was about to speak, Wan Daya said, "Since I'm the boss of our family now, you have to listen to me. Everyone has to work to have food to eat. If you want to raise Xiaobao to become disabled, I don't care. If he doesn't work, he won't have food to eat."

After Wan Daya finished speaking, she said to the little boy, "Xiaobao, you are already eight years old and a little man. I believe you can do it."

The little boy thought about it, nodded, and started working.

Wan Daya turned around and went to the field, put on her straw sandals, and took her family back to pick fertilizer.

Yang Mingxi smiled. This second sister-in-law should be pretty good. She also liked those who were bold and sassy. Then she walked up to the youngest son of the Wan family and said, "Little boy, you are so amazing! How old are you and you can actually help with housework?"

Wan Xiaobao was a little shy at first. No one had ever praised him for being so capable. But then he remembered his sister calling him a little man, and smiled, "I'm eight years old now. My sister says I'm a little man now and can help with household chores."

Yang Mingxi said, "Yes, you are a little man now. You can help with housework. Work hard. If you do well, I will give you something delicious to eat later."

Wan Xiaobao smiled even more happily and said, "Thank you, sister. I will definitely do my best."

What Yang Mingxi didn't know was that because of her actions today, Wan Xiaobao developed a responsible and accountable character, which made her a strong backer of Wan Daya later on.

Yang Mingxi's family had already tilled their fields three times and planned to start planting rice tomorrow. No one in the village needed to be notified; everyone came to help.

They can exchange seedlings for working hours, which is a free lunch for them. They have plenty of energy and can just work.

Before dusk the next day, Yang Mingxi's family's 200-plus acres of paddy fields had turned into rows of lush green rice seedlings.

The Wu family also prepared to go back to harvest the rice, plow the fields, and plant the rice seedlings. It was agreed that three days later, Yang Minghu and his men would pull the rice seedlings from Lu Jintang's fields and help plant them.

In Changshan Village, after four or five days of busy work, everyone's rice was harvested and green seedlings were planted.

Yang Mingxi took advantage of these few days to gather her cousins who were over twelve years old, Mei Tingzhou, and seventy people arranged by Lu Jintang for a three-day accounting management training, and achieved good results.

On April 25th, Tang Jiahang brought Master Qin to Changshan Village and found Village Chief Zhang. He asked him to gather the villagers because he had something to say.

Village chief Zhang carried a gong and walked around the village. Soon, almost everyone in Changshan Village had gathered at the threshing ground. Everyone was now chattering and discussing.

After a while, Zhangcun, the village chief, came over and struck the gong, and everyone fell silent.

Village Chief Zhang said, "My fellow villagers, today the Qingshui County Magistrate, Lord Tang, came to our village and wants to buy our newly harvested rice to use as seed for other villages in the county. The purchase price will be the same as for white rice."

Village Chief Zhang paused and waited for everyone to ask questions.

"Are you going to buy them all? Do you want as many as you can get?"

"When will the purchase be made? Is it really based on the price of rice?"

"You won't refuse to pay, will you?"

Everyone was talking and shouting.

Tang Jiahang stepped forward and said, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. I want to explain something. We'll buy all the rice harvested this time. We'll start buying it today at the threshing ground, and we'll pay you in cash."

After hearing this, everyone shouted happily: "Good, good, good."

Those who were quick-witted had already run home, hurried back to collect the rice, and brought it all over to sell to Lord Tang.

Yang Mingxi stood beside Tang Jiahang and watched. She took out the book that had been used to register each family's seedlings, and would wait to see if each family's yield had increased.

Soon, the villagers arrived, carrying rice. First came the Zhang family, the village chief. They had five mu (approximately 5 acres) of land and harvested 3456 jin (approximately 700 catties) of rice, an average yield of nearly 4 jin (approximately 13 catties) per mu. At four wen per jin (approximately 824 kg), they earned a total of liang (approximately kg), or wen (approximately liang).

Next was another family of the Zhang family who planted 5 mu of land. They harvested 3324 kilograms of rice, with a yield of 660 kilograms per mu, and sold it for 13 taels and 296 wen.

The two families stood by with silver in their hands, happily saying "good". Usually, a pound of rice costs 2 cents, so this is double the price.

The next few families only planted one mu of land, and their yields were all over 1 kilograms. None were lower than 600, but none were higher than 600 kilograms.

The Yang family also sold rice directly to Tang Jiahang, with similar yields. Changshan Village, excluding Yang Mingxi's family, harvested a total of 700 kilograms of rice, with an average yield of kilograms. Tang Jiahang was so happy that he almost lost track of time.

The average yield per mu now is more than 200 to 300, and the good ones can reach 350. This is a direct doubling of the yield. The problem is that the harvest time has been shortened. In this way, the current annual output is more than the output of the previous 6 years. This is a very important political achievement!

After harvesting here, we moved on to Yang Mingxi's farm. Yang Mingxi's farm had a lot, so we weighed it many times. Finally, we calculated the yield in kilograms, which came to about 780 kilograms per mu, about 80 kilograms more than the other farms. It was quite encouraging.

The entire Changshan Village harvested a total of kilograms, which is quite impressive. The most important thing is that except for the Yang family, other families did not plant all the rice. If they had planted all of it, how much rice would they have to harvest?