Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

After eating the potatoes, the people in the fields buried all the ashes in the soil, waited for them to rot, and used them directly as fertilizer.

The big commotion at Yun Zhenzhen's house today alarmed the entire village, and everyone who heard the news came over to join in the fun.

The news that potatoes mature quickly and have a high yield is exciting. Several crops can be harvested a year, and people will never go hungry again.

All day long, Yun Zhenzhen's family was the focus of the whole village. Seeing that the potatoes were so abundant, some people were afraid that the potatoes they planted would not bear fruit, so they surrounded Yun Zhenzhen and asked about the details that needed attention.

Yun Zhenzhen talked all day long until her mouth was dry and everyone left reluctantly as it was getting late.

There were a lot of helpers digging potatoes today, and Yun Zhenzhen herself hardly did any work. After a simple dinner, the family went to the yard to see today's results.

"Awen, how heavy do you feel these are?"

Qin Wen had been working with the workers since he was a child and had a certain concept of weight. He walked over and picked up a basket to feel it.

"Mom, I can't carry this basket on my back. It should weigh about 80 or 90 kilograms, no more, no less."

Yun Zhenzhen raised her hand and did some mental calculations: "I saw they brought back nine baskets, which is nearly 800 kilograms. We don't have much land at home to plant at the beginning, only two acres. I'll plant more next year."

"We'll keep a hundred pounds for seeds, two hundred pounds for food, and the rest we can sell for some copper coins."

None of the children had any objections.

This year's potato yield per mu is about 400 kilograms, and this is under drought conditions. If calculated under normal circumstances, it is not impossible for the yield per mu to reach 500 or 600 kilograms. This has completely overturned everyone's previous cognition.

Yun Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel a little emotional. If potatoes were promoted throughout the Great Wei, the living standards of the poor people there would be improved many times over.

But these are not her decisions.

Yun Jing stood aside and had some doubts: "Aunt, this thing is new after all. If we take it directly to the town, will it be difficult to sell?"

"Don't we have a cooperation with Yaoyue Restaurant? Why not ask him to help sell it?" Qin Wen proposed an idea.

"That's easy." Wang Ze snorted coldly. He had been here for so long that he had a certain understanding of Madam Yun's business. "Businessmen are profit-oriented. You two are just a simple cooperative relationship. Why should they help you for free?"

When Yun Zhenzhen heard this, her mind raced: "What if? As long as potatoes become a new dish, he will definitely agree. Helping us is also helping himself."

night.

Yun Zhenzhen was thinking about how to use potatoes to cook dishes and sell them to restaurants when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

She walked out and opened the door, and standing outside was a woman she had never seen before.

He was wearing a gray linen suit that was a bit dirty and the original color could no longer be seen. He had an oval face and eyes as big as grapes. In a trance, she felt that he looked a little familiar.

Suddenly, a timid voice came to my ears.

"Aunt Qin, this is my aunt..."

She looked down and saw that the person standing at her feet was the little Douzi she had seen during the day. Her tearful eyes were exactly the same as those of the woman standing in front of her.

"You are...Wan Niang?"

She suddenly remembered what Old Lady Qin had told her during the day, that Xiaodouzi had been living with his aunt Wanniang.

The thin woman nodded, pursed her lips, handed over the basket in her hand, and spoke softly, "Sister Yun, these are the potatoes you gave us during the day. I was busy sewing clothes at home today and didn't keep an eye on them, so Xiaodouzi ran away. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble. He ate your potatoes and brought back so many. We can't have them."

Yun Zhenzhen didn't take the basket. Instead, she smiled and said, "Little Bean is very cute. This is a gift from me to her. Besides, these potatoes have already been dug up and will have to be thrown away if they are not eaten in a short time. My family has a lot of children and they can't eat so much."

Wanniang lowered her head but continued to pass the basket.

She knew that Yun Zhenzhen's family had enough food, but even if they did, it had nothing to do with her. She didn't help them build the house, and the two families didn't have any contact with each other. She felt guilty about taking so much food for free.

Although little Douzi was reluctant to part with the potato, he still listened to his aunt's words firmly. However, his little face was malnourished and it was heartbreaking to look at it.

Wanniang also saw this scene. Under the moonlight, the two of them looked even paler. Her outstretched hands fell weakly, tightly gripping the bamboo basket, and she choked with sobs.

"Thank you, Sister Yun. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life. If your family needs me to do anything in the future, please feel free to ask me. Don't look at my thin appearance. I am very strong and can do anything."

Yun Zhenzhen couldn't help feeling a little sad when she saw the two of them like this. After all, in modern times, she had never seen anyone not having enough food to eat, so she invited them.

"I just happen to have a favor I need you for. The house will be built in a few days, and we're short on manpower at home. I'd like you to come and help out. Xiaodouzi can also come and cut weeds and feed the pigs. I'll provide two meals a day. What do you think?"

She actually wanted to pay them both wages, but she didn't mention it because she was worried that they wouldn't accept it. She would wait until she found a suitable opportunity in the future.

She liked Wanniang. Although her life was already very hard, she was still so sensible that she didn't even want the things that were given to her.

Upon hearing this, Wanniang immediately nodded and agreed twice, bowed several times to Yun Zhenzhen, and then took Xiaodouzi home.

Two thin figures cast a long shadow under the moonlight.

Walking into the main room, Yun Jing was reading with Xiao Nan and A Wen under the light of candlelight, his young faces full of concentration.

Wang Ze stayed nearby, playing with his brush out of boredom. Ever since the incident of asking for merit, his father packed him up and sent him to Madam Yun's house, and also gave her a silver ingot, euphemistically calling it food allowance.

But it suits his taste as well. He doesn't have to go home every day and doesn't have to study, which makes him very free.

After a while, he smelled an enticing sweet aroma, and his mouth began to water.

He threw down the brush in his hand and rushed into the kitchen.

It’s osmanthus cake!

It was late autumn now, the season when the golden osmanthus was fragrant. Osmanthus trees were everywhere in the mountains. Yun Zhenzhen wanted to eat osmanthus cake as soon as she saw them.

When Xiao Nan was free two days ago, he went out to dig wild vegetables and picked a lot of osmanthus flowers, which are now useful.

First, boil some osmanthus syrup, add a little water to the pot, put in rock sugar, and add osmanthus after it melts. Boil until it becomes thick. The sweet syrup full of osmanthus fragrance is ready.

Mix the prepared glutinous rice flour and sticky rice flour evenly, add a little white sugar and water, and stir into small particles.

Make another filling by mixing glutinous rice flour and osmanthus, adding appropriate amount of rock sugar and water, stirring into small particles, and finally rub the two small and medium particles evenly into fine sand.

Pour glutinous rice flour into a bowl, spread a layer of osmanthus filling in the middle, and cover it with glutinous rice flour. Do not press it, just gently scrape it flat with a wooden board. This will make it softer and more delicious.

Finally, sprinkle an appropriate amount of osmanthus on the surface for decoration, cut it into small pieces with a spatula, and then put it into the pot and steam it over high heat for about a quarter of an hour, until the pastry is cooked through.

After serving, pour osmanthus syrup on it and a soft, slightly sweet and fragrant osmanthus cake is ready.

Yun Zhenzhen saw that there were still a lot of osmanthus flowers left in the backpack. She took out a small jar, added a layer of rock sugar and a layer of osmanthus flowers, and filled it up.

After a few days, it will become a simple version of osmanthus sugar, which can then be used to make tea with a pleasant fragrance.