Traveling through time as a peasant girl to turn things around

Nine hills stretched across the mountaintops, and all the large plots were planted with spring corn. Except for the areas planted with wheat last year, which remained untouched, the large plots were now planted with corn, sorghum, and soybeans, along with pumpkins, beans, and other crops. Every patch of soil was planted with crops, leaving no empty space. The man in black busied himself with the little girl. A month had passed, and darkness had settled. Guoguo looked at herself in the mirror and sobbed. Yeheng soothed her for a long time. Later, Guoguo, spending more time indoors, gradually turned whiter. From then on, Guoguo was no longer afraid of the dark. She knew that staying indoors would soon turn her whiter.

Xiaotuanzi finally finished her work and rested for two days before finding something else to do. She was thinking about designing some clothes for summer. Although she'd made a lot of money this spring, she still needed to work on changing the styles to attract more people. Guoguo quickly sat down to draw up the blueprints. For summer clothes, she'd keep most of the trench coats from spring, but for summer, she'd add a few more skirts, shorts, and underwear.

Three days later, Guo Guo took the blueprints to Chai Tao. After she reviewed them and understood, Xiao Tuanzi said, "I've already made a set. I've seen them first." There were boys' and girls' clothing, with patterns in the bunny and yellow girl series. For adults, there were mostly women's clothing, but there were also men's styles, but fewer, in just two varieties.

By the time the finished products were placed on the mannequins on the shop shelves, there were so many orders that Chai Tao and her colleagues were busy again. The weaving department was mass-producing ordinary clothing. The styles were innovative and suitable for children from ordinary families. There were also long robes for boys and short cheongsams for girls. The only difference was the fabric.

……

Summer is here, and we're preparing to harvest wheat. The sickles arrived, made by the Ministry of War, number in the thousands.

One night, Wang Youzhi told everyone to go to bed early because he would harvest wheat the next morning, and then he went to sleep. The whole village was quiet.

Little Tuanzi led the men in black to Xiaowangzhuang. The massive machinery swept across the land. The men in black were busy loading wheat while the machines went back and forth unloading seeds. The machines rumbled, and in one night, four thousand acres of land were harvested. Bags of grain filled the fields. The machinery was put away, and the men in black left.

At the first rays of morning sun, people began to arrive at the fields. Seeing the harvest complete, they all went up to the edge of the fields to check the bags and said, "Grain! It's all grain! Someone has helped us harvest it!!!" Little Tuanzi, having finished breakfast, arrived with the four beauties and said, "Last night, I had someone help harvest a portion of the land. You guys are the ones harvesting the rest." The villagers of Xiaowang Village all knelt before Guoguo and said, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" Then they automatically picked up their sickles and began to harvest the remaining plots. Wang Youzhi had a horse-drawn carriage bring the grain home. Little Tuanzi said, "We'll deliver it to the warehouse upstairs." Wang Youzhi: "Okay, okay."

The men in Xiaowangzhuang drove the ox carts to pull back the grain, and the women were harvesting wheat. There were still 500 acres of land to harvest, and the little dumplings could not be harvested all, so they had to exercise them.

In one day, all the grain was transported to Guoguo's home. Wang Youzhi was asked to harvest the remaining 500 mu of land and distribute it to everyone. The grain was divided according to the number of people. Even if the baby was just one day old, one person would be given rations. Wang Youzhi took note of it. If the vegetables were not eaten up, they could be taken to the family shop in the city to sell, or they could sell them themselves and the whole village would share the money. It was considered a welfare for Xiaowangzhuang. Xiaotuanzi: From the 500 mu of wheat, each person will be given about 1,500 kilograms of grain. If you can't finish it, you can keep it or sell it for money. It's up to you to do with it. It's all yours. Guoguo let Wang Youzhi go back after giving the instructions. After closing the gate of the courtyard, Xiaotuanzi waved his hand and put all the grain into the space for the space people to dry.

Simei drove the carriage back to the city. Guoguo took a nap in the carriage and woke up when they got home.

As Wang Youzhi walked back, he calculated how much grain could be harvested from 500 mu of wheat. It was about 1,000 kilograms per person, enough for a whole season. He was very happy. The tailor said, "Master, please leave us a lot of food."

When the grain was harvested, it was weighed one by one, yielding 1,500 kilograms per person. This was only one season, with another crop to come in the fall. Every household was overjoyed, buying meat to celebrate. Vegetables were also sold in the city. For the past six months, every household had surplus grain and a savings account. Life had become more fulfilling, and both adults and children were doing well, with smiles on everyone's faces. Chen Jun came to see patients regularly, and no one was sick. With enough food and water, illnesses were rare, the children had schooling, and the elderly had children to care for them. Life was joyful. Later, it became a longevity village. But that's a story for another time. The entire village was grateful to Guoguo, a kindhearted person who always cared for others.