My delicate husband

The cold pot skewers sell quite well. After deducting the cost, I can make about three to four hundred coins a day.

Lan An also signed a document with Aunt Wang and Sister Lan, in which Lan An would get 20% of the profits, while Aunt Wang and Sister Lan would each get 40%.

Lan An gave 10% of the profits to Guo Ge'er and the other three. After all, they were responsible for this, so this profit could be regarded as an incentive.

After selling for ten days or so, everyone became very skilled and Lan An no longer cared about it. He only took Zhang Xiaomo to check it out for the first three days. After that, Brother He went home to report the general situation. After it stabilized, even the daily reports were no longer needed.

Guo Ge'er and his friends still go there every day. They are now more interested in doing business than ever before. Lan An thinks it's a good idea and strongly supports it. After all, the more people in the family who love to make money, the more free time Lan An will have.

"Brother He, why do you love doing business so much? Don't scholars dislike these things?"

"Brother Guo, why do you like doing business?"

"I like money, but mainly because I think it's fun. I love doing anything interesting. Brother He, what about you?"

"I like money, too. I missed out on a lot because I didn't have money."

"Can you tell me?"

"It's nothing, you're still young, I'll tell you when you grow up."

Guo Ge'er didn't ask much, and Brother He didn't say much either, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

The rice in Lianhua Village is about to mature. Standing in the courtyard, you can see the golden ocean. The busiest autumn harvest of the year is about to come. Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo may be the only two idle people in the village.

Although Aunt Wang and the others didn't go to sell skewers, Guo Ge'er and the others still went. Because Lan An was afraid that they would be too busy, he asked the remaining people in the family to help Guo Ge'er.

Zhang Xiaomo didn't like Lan An's business. He didn't accompany her before and didn't know that Lan An was so popular. He might have been alone with Lan An for too long. He didn't like crowds, and he hated noise. He hated people staring at An An even more. On the rare occasions when he accompanied her, some people actually expressed admiration for Lan An, which made him feel very annoyed.

But Zhang Xiaomo didn't explicitly express his dislike to Lan An. Instead, he expressed his dissatisfaction in his own unique way. Every time someone expressed admiration for Lan An, Zhang Xiaomo would go crazy that night and wouldn't stop until Lan An was crying.

Since they were alone together, Zhang Xiaomo was very gentle most nights. Apart from the occasional bullying, Zhang Xiaomo had not bothered Lan An too much recently.

Lan An had stomachaches several times because of him, and the bed sheets were a little red. Zhang Xiaomo was also scared and has been more well-behaved recently. He also always felt that Lan An was a little tired, so he coaxed her to sleep well at night.

The annual autumn harvest is coming soon. Lotus Village has always had a tradition of holding a grand autumn harvest ceremony the day before the harvest to thank the gods for their protection.

At the ceremony, bonfires blazed, incense curled, and the altar was filled with rich offerings, including fresh fruits, grains, and fine wine.

The five elders were dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding ritual instruments, chanting scriptures and praying devoutly.

The villagers gathered around the altar, solemn and respectful. They bowed and saluted to express their gratitude to the gods.

Then, the elders presented the sacrifices on the altar, praying for good weather and a good harvest in the coming year.

There will also be a bonfire party in the evening, and most villagers will participate. Everyone will sing and dance together and drink together. However, they have to get up early the next day to harvest, so the bonfire party will only last two hours.

At the bonfire party, the young men and women in the village who are in love with each other will dance openly at the bonfire party. The villagers will know what is happening and will smear soot on them to express their best wishes.

Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo both participated in the bonfire party. Lan An liked it very much. He loved this kind of freedom. He liked living like this, living truly.

There were many young men and women dancing at the autumn harvest bonfire party this year. Lan'an did not touch the ash from the pot, but Guo Ge'er had a lot of fun. Many of the guys he knew in the resettlement houses had settled down, and the big man in Zhu Ni's bricklayer family had a girl he liked.

Lan An looked at Zhang Xiaomo beside him. His eyes were full of eagerness when he looked at Lan An. Lan An finally couldn't help it and smeared the soot on Zhang Xiaomo's face.

"Year after year, I will always be by your side. May you be safe and happy, and everything go well for you."

"Okay, I want to be with An An day and night, year after year."

Zhang Xiaomo took Lan'an and left early. Tonight, Zhang Xiaomo turned into a beast again, but Lan'an was happy with it. He loved his delicate flower and also his beast.

On the first day of autumn harvest, Lan An took Zhang Xiaomo to the fields for a walk. The rice ears in the fields did not look very full, but everyone's face was filled with happiness.

The sun was very strong, but the villagers didn't care. The rice beds and hand-cranked rice blowers were moved to the fields, and the children from the resettlement houses also came to the fields on their own initiative to move rice ears.

Some poor and lonely villagers would come forward to pick up some grains of rice that fell into the fields. No one would drive them away. Everyone knew it. Although everyone was suffering, they couldn't help but feel soft-hearted when they saw people suffering more, and would help if they could.

Lan Euan just watched without feeling too much emotion. He didn't quite understand why people had to persist when living was so difficult. What was the point of not having enough to eat every day?

But when he saw the thin but clean child following behind them, Lan An suddenly understood. Perhaps it was the love for the child and the responsibility of being a parent. Lan An thought, maybe he would understand when he had a child himself.

Lan An instructed the villagers on how to use farm tools. Everyone lined up in an orderly manner. Some villagers with less land were given priority to thresh the ears after they had finished harvesting. However, the work was done very quickly. Everyone supported and helped each other.

The yield of the rice fields in Lianhua Village is not very good, and there are still quite a lot of empty shells. The rain during the flowering period has a relatively large impact. Most villagers even bring back the empty shells to feed chickens and ducks, and they cannot be wasted.

One rice bed was still too little, so the villagers lined up day and night. After about half a month, all the villagers' rice was dried and stored.

The village chief calculated the yields and remained worried. While the rice had improved significantly after being selected using the wind turbines, the overall yield was still low.

Except for ten households in the village whose yield reaches one mu and two dan, the other villagers have one and a half dan, and a few villagers have less than one dan per mu. If they pay 40% tax, they will not be able to survive the winter, not to mention that there will still be too many empty husks of rice to support the autumn harvest next year, basically half of them.

The village chief had no choice but to go to Lan An for a solution. He could not think of anyone else except Lan An. For the villagers to survive, the village chief could give up his face. After all, the people in the village who were on good terms with Lan An were living better and better.

Lan An was still a little surprised to see the village chief whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Village Chief, what's the matter?"

"Ang'er, I'm worried about the autumn harvest. After the village used the blower, the yield is too low. After paying the tax, I guess there won't be much food left. There are still too many empty shells. The blower blows away half of them. Oh, so I came to you to find a solution. Your family is the only one in our village with a high yield. Alas, many people will starve to death this winter."

“Is it just our village, or are all the other villages like this?”

"I don't know, but I suspect it's not going to be very good. It was too dry before, and then there were heavy rains during the flowering period. There were a lot of empty plants, so the yield can't be high."

"We only have one crop in the fields here. Why don't we plant something else in the remaining time?"

"There's simply no time left to plant rice. The winters are so cold and long, so we can't plant anything else?"

"I'm not sure about that. You know I'm not good at farming. Village chief, please go back first. I'll think about it."

"Okay, An'er, I'm sorry for what happened before. I'll apologize to you again. The county government will come to collect taxes in two days. I'll go to each household to notify them, and then I'll leave first."

After the village chief left, Lan An returned to the inner room. Lan An thought about it. He was planning to plant potatoes, but he had no idea what to plant in the field.

Ding! The long-lost 008 voice sounded. It seems another random mission. Congratulations to the host, you have triggered a random mission to help the villagers of Lianhua Village survive the cold winter and solve the food shortage problem in Yunling County. The mission is completed based on the death toll of no more than ten people in Lianhua Village and no more than one thousand people in Yunling County. The reward for completing the mission is a surprise blind box, the number of which is determined by the quality of mission completion.

Lan An looked at the task and found it a bit boring. Zhang Xiaomo was well again, and the other people had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Xiaomo was reading a book. Lan An was a little sleepy, so she snuggled in Zhang Xiaomo's arms and fell asleep.

Zhang Xiaomo felt much better as he looked at the soft person in his arms. However, he felt a little annoyed when he saw the letter that had just arrived. However, he couldn't help but help, after all, he still owed that person a favor.

"An An, can I carry you to bed?"

"No, Brother Xiaomo, rub it."

Zhang Xiaomo didn't expect that just two days later, County Magistrate Wu would come to interview him in person. When he came, Lan An was still sleeping, so Zhang Xiaomo took him to the hall for a talk.

"What do you think?"

"An An hates officialdom, and I listen to him. I can help you, but you have to ensure our peace. If you have something to do in the future, write to me, don't come here in person."

"Okay, the whole country is in a food shortage right now. Please help me find a solution. I've reorganized the county government's grain, and less than a quarter of it is usable. The grain production in each village is also very low. This winter is expected to be cold, so I will definitely need to provide grain relief."

"Is there no more food in the treasury?"

"The noble families have long been divided up. You also know that the emperor has no real power. If the country really falls into unrest, you will have a hard time living in peace."

"Don't you have any selfish motives?"

"My selfish motive is him. So I ask you to help me. I promise that no matter whether it succeeds or not, you and An Ge'er will be absolutely safe. Besides, the people are suffering too much. The aristocratic families have long been rotten."

"Okay, I'll help you. Wait for my news for a few days. An An will probably wake up soon. You can go now."

Zhang Xiaomo returned to the inner room and felt a tenderness in his heart when he saw Lan An still sleeping soundly. Their life was good now and no one could disturb them.

Zhang Xiaomo began to think about it. He also knew what that person was planning. He actually thought that Brother Xia's approach was the most effective at the moment, but that person would definitely go crazy. After all, he was a friend, and he had helped solve some problems. An An also had a good relationship with Brother Xia, so he might as well help him.

When Lan An woke up, he saw Zhang Xiaomo with a frown on his face.

"Brother Xiaomo, the doctor said you can't worry too much."

"An An, I was just thinking about something. Now that I'm awake, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Brother Xiaomo, are you worried about food?"

"An An, do you have any ideas?"

"Brother Xiaomo, do you want my help?"

"An An, please help me this last time."

Lan An is not a fool. He woke up when Brother Wu came for the meeting. He knew that Zhang Xiaomo was discussing something with him. He knew that Zhang Xiaomo had the world in his heart. If it could make him happy, Lan An was willing to do things that he thought were very troublesome. Forget it, just regard it as accumulating blessings for him and Zhang Xiaomo.

"Brother Xiaomo, I have potato seeds here. The potatoes can be planted now and harvested in three months. The yield is good.

There's also winter wheat seeds, but I'm not too sure. Winter wheat has a relatively short growing period, just over 120 days, or four months. If you plant it in November, you can harvest it in March of the following year, which is a perfect match for rice."

"An An, why are you so nice? Don't you want to ask me why I think about this?"

"Brother Xiaomo, I can help you with anything you want to do."

"An An, I just want to live a peaceful and stable life with you."

"Brother Xiaomo, me too."

The two discussed it again and finally decided to use the three acres of land at home to experiment with growing winter wheat, but the specific operation was still left to Brother Xu.

Lan Euan continued to plant potatoes and peppers on the wasteland at home. As long as the villagers were willing to plant them, Lan Euan would provide 30 potato seedlings for free. This matter was left to Brother He and Brother Han.

Blue eucalyptus cannot be completely idle. After all, it is a new crop and Brother Xu doesn't understand it well, so he still has to pay attention to it throughout the process. Although Blue eucalyptus is not very happy about it, he doesn't want Zhang Xiaomo to be unhappy.

That night, Zhang Xiaomo gathered everyone in the family together and discussed the plans for the remaining months. Guo Ge'er said he had no objection. He had tried selling skewers enough and was now very interested in the potatoes and winter wheat that Lan'an mentioned.

The servants in the house also cooperated with the boss's arrangements. Brother He was very excited. His young boss was finally willing to stand up. He would definitely cooperate fully, and he would definitely get a lot of money at that time.

"But I understand everything."

"Don't worry, Boss. We understand everything."

"We plan to plant the potatoes this week. Brother He and Brother Han, please go discuss with the village chief and confirm the number of people. Also, regarding the peppers and the hot pot business in November, you should also hurry up and clean up the wasteland."

"I know, little boss."

Lan An casually explained that he planned to make a potato feast for his family and show it to the villagers as well, so that everyone would accept potatoes sincerely. Of course, he also had to ask Brother Xia to come over.

Lan An is a person who holds grudges. He was a little unhappy when Brother Wu contacted Zhang Xiaomo behind his back. The key is that he also annoyed Zhang Xiaomo, so Lan An also wanted to make things more difficult for Brother Wu. And those aristocratic families were as disgusting as the wealthy families he faced every day in his previous life.

On the surface, they claim to be pure and clean, and they all live in luxury. Aren't they pursuing art and novelty? They hold half the country's wealth, so they just want to cheat these fools out of their money.

"An'an, what are you thinking about?"

"Potato."

"An An, you have to think about me and not anything else."

"Zhang Xiaomo, do you like money?"

"An An, I like you."

"Okay, then I'll help you make a lot of money, the money of aristocratic families."

"What good ideas does An An have?"

"Hmph, I'm going to have a potato feast tomorrow. Please write letters for me to Brother Xia, Brother Xie, Zhu the Mason, and Brother Kong. You don't need to invite Brother Wu. He must be very busy with taxes lately."

"Okay, I'll listen to An An. I'll write it now and let Brother Man deliver it, okay?"

"it is good."

"An An, why are you so cute?"

Zhang Xiaomo hugged Lan An in his arms and smiled helplessly. Silly An An, his An An was still too simple and kind. It seemed that he had to be careful when writing letters to Brother Wu. It seemed that An An held a grudge against him.

Zhang Xiaomo also knew that he was the truly cold-blooded one. He was not tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He didn't care about anyone except An An, not even his own life. In fact, what did this country have to do with him? He was just afraid of losing Lan Euan.