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

The next step is to prepare for the autumn harvest, and the entire Qinjia Village is busy.

This year there was a severe drought, coupled with wheat diseases and insufficient soil fertility, so the wheat harvest was not very good. In order to preserve a few more grains of wheat, the whole village waited for ten more days before harvesting.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Qin Li took his younger brother and sister-in-law to go to the fields. Yun Jing also came early in the morning as usual. Each of them occupied a section of the field and bent down to work. Qin Nan and Xiao Wen followed behind to tie up the wheat.

Yun Zhenzhen looked at the wheat in the field that looked like weeds and shook her head. In this era, there was no rule of intercropping or planting wheat with a distance between them, which was also a small reason for the poor yield.

When I plant wheat next year, I must leave enough space between the wheat seedlings.

A hint of red light appeared on the horizon, shining a golden light on the top of the mountain.

The whole family took turns harvesting in the fields. Qin Wen was responsible for bundling the harvested wheat. During the harvesting process, some wheat would fall to the ground, and Qin Nan was responsible for picking up the fallen wheat and taking it back.

After harvesting the wheat, the whole family entered the next stage.

Threshing wheat!

Thresholding wheat is the most tiring job, but it also makes people happy. The harvest of the year is finally harvested today.

First, place a wooden block in the yard, put a stone mill on it, and beat the wheat hard on the stone mill. After the wheat grains fall off the ears, you can throw the remaining haystack aside.

Qin Li was the main person in threshing wheat, and he could knock down all the wheat grains in just a few strokes.

Qin Wen and Yun Jingye each took a wooden stick and needed to bundle up the thrown wheat straw and beat it carefully to ensure that every grain of wheat was threshed out.

Yun Zhenzhen and Qin Nan assisted on the side, carrying the wheat they had threshed clean to the backyard and stacking it carefully.

The straw can be used to make fire for cooking or to build sheds.

The wheat harvested in the front yard also needs to be dried quickly in the autumn sun and packed at night to prevent sudden rain.

Yun Zhenzhen spread the oilcloth she had bought on the ground, poured the harvested wheat grains into it, and spread them evenly.

The whole family was filled with great piety and excitement as the grain they had been waiting for for a year was finally harvested.

This year, because there are few people in my family, we only planted two acres of land. In addition, drought and disease caused a reduction in wheat production. After drying, there were only about 100 kilograms of wheat in total.

Yun Zhenzhen looked at the wheat drying on the ground and shook her head inwardly. There were only two hundred kilograms, not enough for a family to share. If her family was in such a bad situation, the harvests of other families in the village would not be too good either.

In modern times with hybrid rice and chemical fertilizers, the yield per mu has reached nearly 1,000 kilograms.

The wheat was drying on the ground, and Qin Nan was left at home to watch over it. Several adults went to the backyard to weed the potatoes. This year's wheat harvest was not good, and next year's food supply would depend on the potatoes.

After dinner, the family lay in the yard to enjoy the cool air. Yun Zhenzhen walked into the inner room, pulled up her sleeves, and found that her skin was broken in several places. The pain made her forehead sweat.

She quickly went to the yard to get some herbs, crushed them, and applied some on her body. A cool feeling came instantly, and she felt much more comfortable.

"Boss, come here."

Yun Zhenzhen waved to a group of children.

Qin Li came over first, and Yun Jing was still collecting wheat straw over there.

Yun Zhenzhen picked up his hand, and there were several cuts on the palm. Threshering wheat was much easier than harvesting wheat, but it was also very tiring after a day's work.

She applied herbal compresses to the children's broken skin.

"The threshing work is not finished yet. We can continue it in two days. There is no rush today."

"It's okay, aunt." Yun Jing shook his head. "I think the autumn harvest is very interesting. The things I've learned here during this time are things I've never heard or seen in the academy. My nephew has also gained a lot of knowledge."

Yun Zhenzhen smiled and pulled him over, preparing to apply the herbal medicine on him.

Yun Jing had no doubt that his aunt could identify herbs. He was away from home all year round, so it was normal for his aunt to have some skills to help her.

He just stood there obediently, letting Yun Zhenzhen play with him.

After spending some time together, she discovered that Yun Jing was actually a good boy. Although he was born in such a family, he was not led astray. His values ​​and thoughts were very upright.

If that's the case, I can help him if I'm able.

The whole village has been busy these days. Whether old or young, everyone is doing what they can.

The adults harvested wheat in the fields and brought it back, while the children followed behind to pick up the fallen wheat. When they returned home, they helped to bring water and food to the fields.

Yun Zhenzhen looked at the busy figures in the fields and couldn't help but sigh. No matter what era, the hardest-working, most tired and greatest people are always the farmers. They do the most work, but are the poorest.

Yun Zhenzhen was about to go back to work in the fields when she noticed a horse-drawn carriage approaching from the village entrance.

"The county magistrate is here, the county magistrate is here!"

A loud sound rang out over Qinjia Village, and the busy figures in the fields all raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.

Not long after, a carriage entered the village and slowly stopped, followed by eight yamen runners. The county magistrate's imposing aura was instantly revealed.

Behind this carriage, there was a smaller carriage, in which sat the county magistrate.

The curtains of the two carriages were lifted, and County Magistrate Wang and County Assistant Magistrate Lu appeared at the same time. Both of them were wearing official uniforms and black gauze hats on their heads, and they got out of the carriages.

Following behind him were the chief clerk, legal advisor and others.

At this moment, most of the villagers in Qinjia Village were working in the fields. When they heard that the county magistrate had arrived, everyone gathered together and saluted him.

"I've met the magistrate!"

The group of people bent down very low, and there was silence for a while, with only the slight sound of the wind.

The lawyer stepped forward and shouted solemnly, "The county magistrate is here to commend you and all the villagers of Qinjia Village."

Everyone listened quietly below, not daring to make a sound.

"The villagers of Qinjia Village discovered the benefits of potatoes and that their wheat disease control was a blessing for the nation. After negotiations with local provincial officials, Qinjia Village's tax revenue has been reduced to two-tenths over the past five years."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the villagers in Qinjia Village were shocked and couldn't help but burst into a commotion.

In the past, the tax rate in Yuzhou was 30%, and when the harvest was poor, it would even rise to 50%. They were worried about the drought and disease this year, and that after handing over the grain, their families would have nothing to eat. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate actually reduced the taxes of the entire Qinjia Village, and this reduction lasted for five years.

Besides, this method was discovered by the Qin Yun family, and it seemed like I didn't do anything, but I was rewarded along with them.

The master cleared his throat and continued.

"The potato incident is truly a blessing for the country. Qinjia Village has not kept it for themselves, and it has benefited the people. The county magistrate commends them and has allocated 100 acres of wasteland near Qinjia Village to them."

Everyone knows that the wasteland in the back mountain is full of rocks and desert, and no one can develop it.

The village chief's mouth twitched, but fortunately, something is better than nothing. If it can be sold at a low price, it can also increase the village's income.

Besides, the wasteland is small, but the commendation from the county magistrate is real. No one in the surrounding villages has ever been commended in this way. Now he can stand tall and proud in front of other village heads.