You are unlucky and I am tough

After eating and drinking, I took a short rest and continued digging potatoes.

Cheng Shuang called a few more workers to help, and after more than an hour, all the potatoes were dug out.

"Madam Cheng, how many kilograms of rice can be produced from this seven mu of land?" Prefect Zhu wiped his sweat and asked Cheng Shuang impatiently.

"Seven mu of land, the total yield is over 3,400 kilograms." Cheng Shuang flipped through the data registered by Cheng Pan. "Based on this calculation, the yield per mu can reach nearly 5,000 kilograms."

"The yield per mu is 5,000 catties!" the lawyer exclaimed, "This, this is almost ten times higher than rice!

Prefect Zhu was also surprised. They had two mu of land planted, so they could harvest nearly a thousand kilograms.

"I will bring the potatoes back today and immediately report to the court, asking them to send someone from the Ministry of Agriculture. With someone to carefully care for them, we will be able to obtain enough seeds as soon as possible and promote large-scale planting."

Two donkey carts were borrowed from the Wei family. Baskets of golden potatoes were weighed and placed on the carts. When the sun set, Governor Zhu left the village with the carts full of potatoes.

One thousand kilograms were sold at ten cents a kilogram, and there were more than two thousand four hundred kilograms left.

Cheng Shuang plans to keep 1,000 kilograms for seeds, and save the rest for when the restaurant opens, and then plant it in the second season.

Potatoes are usually harvested in spring and autumn, but the climate is still pleasant at this time. The hot season officially begins in July, so you can seize the time to plant another season, even if the yield is a little lower.

There's nothing we can do, there are too few plants.

Cheng Shuang brought something called potatoes from the mountains. Planting seven mu of land could yield more than 3,000 kilograms. The news had already spread throughout the village, but because the prefect was there, no one dared to come.

As soon as the prefect left, a group of villagers came over and looked at the baskets of potatoes with shining eyes.

I don't know who started shouting first, "Can you sell me some seeds to grow at home?"

In an instant, Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang were surrounded by a group of villagers.

There are so many people in the village, and every family wants it. Cheng Shuang definitely doesn’t have so many seeds to sell to them.

By the time Cheng Lizheng sent the excited villagers away, the potatoes had been packed and moved to the warehouse.

Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang stayed in the warehouse for a while, bought 200 kilograms of potatoes from the mall, and asked Cheng Lizheng to decide which families to sell them to for planting. He also told them that by next year, all the villagers could plant them.

Today we harvested potatoes. The whole family helped and brought back a bamboo basket of about 40 to 50 kilograms of potatoes. We planned to eat spicy and sour shredded potatoes at home in the evening.

Wei Qinglang's palms were rubbed raw from digging potatoes. After washing his face with a handkerchief, he stretched out his hands to show Cheng Shuang and asked her to apply some medicine on him.

Cheng Shuang rolled her eyes to the sky, went into the room and applied medicine to him, then wrapped it with gauze, "Are you satisfied with this?"

Wei Qinglang smiled and leaned over to kiss her, but was pushed away.

Cheng Shuang said disdainfully, "You're all sweaty, go wash up."

Seeing her go get the medicine box, Wei Qinglang curled his lips, "Yeah, I'm all sweaty, unlike that Master Lan. When you're with him, the air is fragrant, right?"

Cheng Shuang stepped onto the medicine box and said angrily, "It's good that you know."

Before going out, Cheng Shuang did not forget to bring more than ten pounds of potatoes to Lin Zelan. Mrs. Qi was sweeping the floor on the first floor, and Cheng Shuang gave her the potatoes.

After explaining five or six ways to cook potatoes, including shredded potatoes, mashed potatoes, and potato stew with eggs, I went upstairs.

Upstairs, Lin Zelan was playing chess in the outer room, playing against himself.

Hearing the noise coming upstairs, he said, "Thank you for your concern, Madam Cheng. Since I moved to the village, I have eaten a lot of things I have never eaten before. These potatoes sound like a good thing."

The attic was not soundproof, and he heard some of the conversation downstairs.

Cheng Shuang had become quite familiar with Lin Zelan during this period, so she chatted with him and talked about harvesting potatoes today, and also mentioned that the prefect had come to help.

"Do you think he is a good person?" Lin Zelan raised his eyes and suddenly asked.

Cheng Shuang opened the medicine box and took out the silver needles and pulse pillow. "What else?"

You don't realize that the other person is talking about a good person, not a good official.

Lin Zelan smiled, said nothing, dropped the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard, then walked to the couch and sat down, placing his hand on the pulse pillow.

Cheng Shuang took his pulse, undressed him to see his wound, applied healing medicine, and then gave him an acupuncture.

"Young Master's wounds have healed quite well, and he seems to be in much better spirits these past few days, but he should still rest in bed as much as possible."

"Thanks to Madam Cheng's excellent medical skills." Lin Zelan thanked her sincerely.

Cheng Shuang said as she inserted the needle, "I've already asked someone to prepare the tools in advance. We can start the fumigation in two days. You should continue to light the calming incense every night."

"Don't stay up late and keep your spirits up, so that the treatment effect can be best."

Lin Zelan closed her eyes. "I go to bed early and get up early every day now. I haven't slept so well for so many consecutive days in many years. My ears and eyes are really clear, and my mind is much clearer when thinking."

As they were chatting, Lin Zelan suddenly asked, "When you feel better in a few days, can I go for a walk in the village?"

"Of course." Cheng Shuang said, "Young Master, you are recuperating, not imprisoned."

"Really?" Lin Zelan asked.

Cheng Shuang paused for a moment before continuing to insert the needle.

Both sides were silent for a while, and Cheng Shuang spoke again, "You don't seem to like seeing Master Zhu very much. You think he is annoying."

Lin Zelan opened her eyes. "Oh? Was it obvious?"

"No, maybe because I'm a doctor, I observe more carefully."

Cheng Shuang was telling the truth, at least Zhu Shaoyuan didn't see it.

Lin Zelan said calmly, "He said he liked me. He would appear in front of me whenever he had the chance, give me all kinds of things, and take me out to socialize and meet his friends."

"Not long ago, he said he would redeem me from the troupe, free me from my status as a prostitute, and let me stay with him."

Cheng Shuang “..............”

He was caught off guard by something so big that the needle almost went astray. Cheng Shuang stared with eyes wide open in disbelief.

Zhu Shaoyuan is actually gay?

She froze in silence, and Lin Zelan continued calmly, "But I'm not stupid. What's his status? What's mine? His father is the prefect, and he's already on the path to the imperial examination. How can he have a future with an actor like me?"

"If I really believed him, I would be stupid."

Cheng Shuang observed Lin Zelan's expression and began to doubt whether being gay was a normal thing here.

She slowly digested this big news, "You don't like him, but he keeps pestering you, so you're annoyed by him?"

"Then why did you block the knife for him?" Cheng Shuang couldn't understand.

If I hadn't been here, if your heart hadn't been naturally tilted to the right, you would probably have died.

Is it because he knows it’s fruitless, so he buries his feelings deep in his heart?

But you seem to be really annoyed by him!

"I don't know. Maybe people are complicated. He is very nice to me, isn't he?" Lin Zelan looked up and gave an inexplicable smile.

Cheng Shuang really didn't understand, so she could only smile awkwardly and nod, "Haha, yeah."

After returning, Cheng Shuang told Wei Qinglang the big gossip that night. After Wei Qinglang was shocked, the two closed the door and analyzed the matter.

“It’s actually not difficult to understand.”

Wei Qinglang crossed his arms and said, "The two have different statuses. Young Master Lan knew that it would not lead to anything, so he was sober and restrained. But Young Master Zhu treated him well, so he wasn't completely heartless and unmoved. He just hid it deep in his heart, so he rushed out to block the knife in the critical moment."

"Aren't humans just such complex, advanced animals?"

Cheng Shuang curled her lips at this more or less similar answer and muttered, "It's as good as not saying anything. I still feel something is weird."