The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

Zhang Xiaoqi was a little excited when he saw the cob of green corn that his youngest son was holding, which was more than a foot long. This was food, and good food at that.

When he saw the green corn in the iron pot, with its kernels full and each cob more than a foot long, his eyes changed. Sometimes they opened wide, sometimes they narrowed into a slit.

As expected of a couple, when Guan saw her husband coming, she immediately pulled him over to help her calculate the yield per mu.

Seeing that Guan had confused her, Jiang Yan said to her cheerfully, "Sister Guan, there's no need to calculate. The corn I planted will yield over a thousand kilograms per mu."

"Really over a thousand pounds?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, go to the field and see after you finish eating." Jiang Yan said as she picked up ten cobs of corn and put them in a clean bamboo basket. She also brought over a basket of neatly sized peaches for them to take back.

Guan carried the basket herself and let her husband hold the bamboo basket. After seeing the white corn cobs in the bamboo basket, Zhang Xiaoqi's eyes twitched. He thought that Madam Jiang was such a spendthrift. If these corn cobs grew up and dried, they could save the whole family's lives during the spring when there was a shortage of food.

But he could only grumble in his heart, not daring to speak out. After all, Madam Jiang was thinking about his family and even gave them a share when she cooked green corn. He couldn't be ungrateful.

Sansheng had been invited by Aunt Jiang to have dinner here, and the couple walked back slowly with a full load.

After crossing the simple stone bridge, Zhang Xiaoqi dared to speak: "Your sister is such a spendthrift. If this grows up, it will produce several kilograms of grain."

"Several kilograms of food were also eaten by our family."

Zhang Xiaoqi saw that Guan didn't want to hear it, so he changed his tone and said, "What I mean is..."

"Don't worry about it. What's wrong with my sister being a spendthrift? It proves that my sister has the ability. If others don't spendthrift, how can she grow over a thousand kilograms of corn?"

Guan became more and more excited as she spoke, and she kept chattering. "Look, she's still my sister. No matter what she grows, she can get a good harvest."

Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to say yes, but he also thought that he had to be frugal. But he couldn't bring himself to say that, fearing his wife would get angry with him.

“I…” Look, he draws out his words while pondering over the next word.

Guan Shi didn't care about that and said whatever she wanted to say. "Don't be so rude, look at this. We both grow corn, but the corn cobs we grow are nothing compared to the corn grown by Sister Jiang."

Guan thought about it and felt that she hadn't expressed it fully, so she continued to mutter, "Not to mention our family, even on this side of the river, every family grows corn as good as Sister Jiang's."

"Yes, we also worked hard to grow it, but the corn cob is half as thin as the one planted by Mrs. Jiang. Oh, I don't know what happened, and I don't know where to go to seek justice."

"If you don't have my sister's ability, who else can you go to for justice? Even your uncle can't do anything about it."

"My second uncle died a long time ago."

"I'm speaking metaphorically."

Guan was also puzzled. "This is our first year of planting corn, and we've been feeling our way through it all. How come my sister can grow such big cobs, while ours are only a little bigger than a wine jug?"

Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to talk to someone about this, but he was afraid his wife would argue with him again, so he changed his words: "I have to talk to the captain about this matter later."

"I see that the wheat and millet that Sister Jiang grows must also have high yields."

"Of course I did. I just took a quick look, and the ears of corn and wheat there are bigger than ours."

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqi was convinced, "Wife, we both work with our own hands, so why is it that Madam Jiang's crops are better than ours?"

"How could I know that?"

"No, I will go and tell the captain about this right now."

"Are you going to the Hundred Households Office now?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoqi helped his wife carry the things into the house. He couldn't help but grabbed a cob of green corn and started to eat it.

"Hey, it's neither too hot nor too cold right now, it tastes really good."

"How can it not smell good?"

"Haha." Zhang Xiaoqi quickly finished a cob of green corn. He picked up another cob and wanted to eat more, but he thought of the captain, so he thought of bringing a cob over for him to try, so he put the cob of green corn in his arms.

Guan was so disgusted that she couldn't bear to watch. "No matter how good the things are, they will become smelly in your arms. The smell of sweat and sourness will kill you."

"Then, what to do?"

"Bring it to me."

"Oh."

Guan found a small basket, put two cobs of green corn and a few peaches in it, covered it with a clean linen cloth, and handed it to Zhang Xiaoqi.

Zhang Xiaoqi took it and rode to the Hundred Households Office.

It was dark, and Sansheng came back with a full belly after eating.

Seeing his mother and two brothers holding green corns, looking reluctant to eat them, he was glad that he had eaten four at Aunt Jiang's house.

But he didn't dare say this out loud, for fear that his brothers would become jealous and not let him go to Aunt Jiang's house for dinner next time.

...

Captain Dong was holding a small wine cup, sipping it bit by bit. There was no other way, fearing the enemy, he didn't dare drink too much at this time.

When Zhang Xiaoqi came in, he saw that he was suffering from the alcohol addiction, so he put the small basket he brought from home on the table in front of the captain.

Seeing that it was still covered with sackcloth, Captain Dong knew it was something good, but he still asked casually, "What good stuff is it?"

"Look for yourself, my lord."

When Captain Dong saw that Lao Zhang asked him to look for himself, he casually lifted the linen cloth covering the small basket.

When he saw the green corn cobs on top, he immediately got furious. "Who is this bastard destroying the food supply? I'll give him a skin."

Zhang Xiaoqi had not expected that the Captain was so unromantic, and he hurried to explain. He was afraid that it was too late, as the Captain would pick up his sword and go to challenge Madam Jiang to a duel of swordsmanship.

"This is the green corn cooked by Madam Jiang."

"Madam Jiang?"

"Master, don't you notice that these green corn cobs are much longer than the corn we planted?"

Only after a small flag reminded him did Captain Dong pick up the green corn cob and examine it carefully.

"Fuck, this corn cob, just looking at its head, can be the father of the corn cobs we grow."

"Who's the father?" Several brothers outside heard the captain shouting loudly and came over to see what was going on.

"Look at this big green corn."

"Oh my goodness, where did Lao Zhang get this?"

"Grown by Madam Jiang."

"Oh my god." Zhou Dasheng measured it with his big hands several times before he cried out, "Is this Madam Jiang still human? How can she grow corn this big?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Haha, it was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue." After Zhou Dasheng finished speaking, he broke off a piece of green corn and put it into his mouth.

"Hey, I'm letting you watch, who told you to eat it?"