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

After a while, the village chief came out from the inner room with a bag of grain in his hand. It looked like a lot, about one kilogram.

Looking at the people surrounding the pillar, the village chief smiled and reached out to touch his beard.

"There's no teacher in the village. Fortunately, I traveled a lot when I was young and learned a few words, so I let Zhuzi learn. This child is also very smart. He can already write in just two days."

Yun Zhenzhen listened nearby, suppressing the urge in her heart and speaking as calmly as possible: "Village Chief, I came here today to discuss an important matter with you."

The village chief also looked over with a serious expression. The last time Qin Yun came to tell him that the demon taro was edible, this time, it felt like it was another big deal.

"Yesterday when I went up the mountain, I discovered another kind of edible food." Yun Zhenzhen cleared her throat and explained what had happened carefully.

This plant has probably not been planted before, and there should be a large amount of it on the mountain. As long as we start planting it now, we can harvest a crop in three months, and then we won't have to worry about not surviving this year.

Moreover, the yield of this thing is high, reaching several hundred kilograms per mu.

After hearing this, the village chief stopped smoking his pipe and stroking his beard. He looked at Yun Zhenzhen with a bit of eagerness: "Master Shuze, you are not lying to me, are you? Is there really such a magical thing?"

I have never heard of such a solid crop in my entire life. If it is planted, it will benefit the entire village, no, the entire county.

"Village chief, I wouldn't joke about this kind of thing." Yun Zhenzhen answered seriously.

After receiving her affirmative answer, the village chief felt that his breathing suddenly stopped.

Well, now there was no time to go to the condolences, and they quickly gathered people to go up the mountain together. When everyone heard that there was new food, they no longer cared about the guys in the fields, and put down their work and followed them up the mountain.

A group of people went up the mountain again. Yun Zhenzhen asked Qin Li to stay and follow the village chief up the mountain to identify plants, while she went home to cook.

After Yun Zhenzhen left, the village chief's eldest son, Qin Zheng, walked up to him and whispered, "Dad, why did I just hear someone say there's food on the mountain?"

The village chief repeated Yun Zhenzhen's words verbatim.

"Is this true?" Qin Zheng looked at him doubtfully. "I've lived here for over ten years, and I never knew there were such good things in the mountains."

"Besides, you know what kind of person Aunt Qin San is. She is notoriously selfish. You believed her words and even brought so many people up the mountain."

"Then tell me, what benefit does she get from lying to us?" the village chief asked angrily.

"Besides, it was Qin Yun who told me about the demon taro last time. If she didn't want us to know, she could have hidden it from us and eaten it secretly. It would have been enough to survive the disaster year, but she didn't. This shows that she is not a bad person."

"Anyway, I just don't believe it," Qin Zheng retorted unconvincedly. "In my entire life, I've never heard of any kind of grain that can mature in just three months and yield hundreds of kilograms per mu."

"Even if this crop isn't as miraculous as she said and can be harvested once every three months, it's definitely edible, right?"

The village chief sighed helplessly. Now several surrounding villages are worried about food.

"Do you have any other better way to solve the dilemma we are currently facing?"

Qin Zheng was silent. Indeed, he had to give it a try even if there was only a glimmer of hope.

What if?

A group of people stayed in the mountains until dark, and each of them filled a basket with potatoes.

Early the next morning, Yun Zhenzhen began to teach her neighbor Aunt Zhao how to grow potatoes, and asked her to teach it to the villagers.

First, they took out the watered potatoes from the cellar. Seeing the green sprouts on them, Yun Zhenzhen told Aunt Zhao that this meant they could be planted.

Cut the potatoes into small pieces according to the position of the sprouts and bury them in the soil.

As the sun rose, more and more people passed by the village. They came in groups of three or four to learn how to plant potatoes together. Those who had nothing to do started chatting.

"Tell me, these potatoes really only take three months to mature, and can they still yield hundreds of kilograms per mu?"

"I do not know?"

"We don't expect to eat it right away. If we can really produce several hundred kilograms per mu, then Aunt Qin San will be a great contributor to our Daqin Village."

"Who says it isn't?"

"My family has very little land, so we won't have enough food this year. If we can really grow some, Aunt Qin San will be a benefactor to our whole family."

A group of people nodded in agreement.

But there are also people who can't stand others doing well, and Aunt Fugui is one of them.

Thinking of the last time she embarrassed him, he couldn't swallow it and spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"If you want to plant, then plant. I won't plant anyway. It will be ripe in two months. Who would believe that? Maybe it will rot in the ground by then. Wouldn't that be a waste of food?"

"Anyway, with all this food, we can get through this year even if we don't plant anything. Why take the risk..."

Aunt Fugui's words made many villagers present hesitate. What she said did make sense. Everyone knew that the third aunt of the Qin family was lazy and gluttonous. When did she become so familiar with farming?

Yun Zhenzhen smiled when she heard her say this, but she was not angry. She knew everyone's doubts and just spoke loudly.

"Everyone can try planting it. If you don't want to, I won't force you. The results will be clear in two months."

Yun Zhenzhen is conducting an experiment on her own land. It is only the beginning of September now, and the crops should be harvested in November. She will then see what problems arise and then plant on a large scale after they are resolved.

When the villagers see that the potatoes are ripe, they will definitely rush to plant them, and there is never any need to worry about no one planting them.

Upon hearing this, several people followed Aunt Fugui. Of course, most of them stayed because they wanted to see how such good food was grown.

Even if you can't plant it this year, you won't lose anything by trying again next year when the harvest is good.

"Mr. Shuze, how do you know so much?" Aunt Zhao, who was standing by, could no longer bear her curiosity and came up to her and spoke.

"It was my husband who taught me when he was alive." Yun Zhenzhen answered with a smile, without blushing or getting nervous.

Instead, Qin Li on the side touched his head, looking confused. Did my father teach me these?

Or maybe he was not there when they were teaching, so he missed it? Qin Li convinced himself and continued to dig the hole.

He didn't care whether it could really be grown in two months. Now he was convinced by his stepmother, so he didn't waste any words and just did it.

At noon that day, Yun Zhenzhen cooked and made stir-fried potato chips, stir-fried wild vegetables and mushroom soup for the children. Qin Li had brought back a lot of chicken mushrooms from the mountains yesterday, and they were most delicious when made into soup.

Have another bowl of rice, and the whole family will eat happily.

After the meal, Yun Zhenzhen did not rest. She sliced ​​some of the remaining potatoes and dried them. Then she fried them and they would become crispy potato chips.

I also dried the extra mushrooms so I can make chicken stewed with mushrooms in the winter.

Looking at the yard full of food, I feel an indescribable sense of security.