Then, the fairy waved her hand and placed some kind of seed or tuber into the pit, and filled it with soil.

When everyone in the city saw Xiao Yao wave his hand and the land change as if it had a mind of its own, they were all so astonished that they forgot to speak.

But what surprised them even more was yet to come!

Suddenly, green shoots emerge from the soil where seeds or tubers have just been buried. Once they emerge, these shoots seem to possess endless vitality, desperately growing and sprouting.

One of the plants shoots skyward, growing taller than a person. Hidden among its long green leaves, it produces green stalks. At the top of each stalk are wisps of tendrils, which are initially pale white but quickly turn dark brown.

The fact that rows of plants can grow from seeds to towering height in the blink of an eye is truly astonishing.

Another plant only grew to knee height before it flowered. Because the plant was short, the flowers bloomed and faded, and no fruit was seen, so it did not attract much surprise.

The last plant was also strange. It didn't grow upwards, but instead climbed the ground, covering the entire area in the blink of an eye. This plant also bloomed, and the flowers looked a bit like trumpet flowers. Even after the flowers withered, no fruit was seen.

Even though there was no result, the unpredictable change of the plant growing in an instant still shocked the entire city.

Silence reigned all around.

But after the extreme silence, the scene suddenly erupted into a cacophony of noise.

A group of people immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "The gods are powerful! The gods have shown their power! Please bless my family with good fortune!"

"May the gods bless me so that I can achieve great things and become a prominent figure!"

"May the gods bless my daughter-in-law so she can give birth to a big, healthy boy next year!"

Ruan Mianmian: "..."

Although she intended to use this skill to intimidate the powerful clans and gentry, and to get the common people and ordinary folks to follow her, this "fairy," in planting these high-yield crops, she didn't guarantee that she would fulfill people's wishes!

Seeing the crowd making a racket and not knowing how long they would continue making their wishes, Ruan Mianmian had no choice but to speak up: "The three crops are ripe and ready to be harvested. I'll call a group of people forward—"

After saying that, he casually picked up a group of people who looked like experienced farmers and threw three orbs of light to each of them.

The three orbs of light were teaching them how to harvest corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.

The three plots of land are not large, each only one-tenth of an acre.

Seeing that the selected villagers were trying to understand how to pick corn and dig potatoes and sweet potatoes with a blank expression, Ruan Mianmian put some baskets and hoes down in front of the three plots of land.

After doing all this, she said to the crowd, "Silence—take a good look at the yield of this grain."

For the people of this era, food was of paramount importance, so upon hearing about food, everyone disregarded everything else and turned their eyes wide to look at the three plots of land.

Some impatient people even called out, "Why are those people spacing out? Hurry up and harvest so we can see how much grain they've produced."

"So there are two kinds of grains growing in the ground. No wonder they flowered but didn't bear fruit."

Amidst the clamor of urging and discussion, the three groups of people who had been selected finally came to their senses.

They now knew how to harvest, so they immediately picked up their tools and got to work.

When someone hoes up a potato stalk and digs out a cluster of fist-sized potatoes, it's like water has been poured into a pot of oil and explodes all around!

"How could such a small plant produce so many big mud balls?"

"The deity said this was food, so it's edible, right?"

"Please, gods, tell us, can we eat these mud eggs?"

"If all of this is edible, does that mean I won't go hungry anymore?"

Everyone was extremely excited, and some people shouted so loudly that they sounded hoarse.

At this time, the sweet potato diggers also dug out a sweet potato, which was also a large bunch of tubers. Most of these tubers were long and thin, while a small portion were large and round.

"There are so many, far too many! Are they really edible? Fairy, could you give me some seeds?"

"May the goddess grant me a seed!"

At first, only one person shouted this sentence, but soon many people followed suit, and soon the whole audience was chanting the same sentence.

"May the goddess grant me a seed!"

The voice was high-pitched and loud, filled with endless anticipation, tearing through the clouds and rushing into Ruan Mianmian's ears.

Ruan Mianmian said softly, "Everyone, please don't worry. The seeds will be sold to you at a low price later. Let's see how the grain yield is first."

Although her voice wasn't loud, it reached everyone's ears precisely.

Upon hearing Ruan Mianmian's words, the scene fell silent.

Not to mention her unpredictable methods, everyone regarded her as a deity and dared not offend her, only obeying her orders. Even just the fact that she could provide everyone with food and seeds made everyone willing to listen to her.

Because the yields of potatoes and sweet potatoes were so enormous, people didn't pay much attention to corn.

With the combined efforts of several people, the plot of land was quickly harvested.

Ruan Mianmian took out the scales of this era and had the selected people weigh themselves and report their numbers.

The people were so excited during the harvest that they were breathing rapidly and their faces turned red. When the specific values ​​were measured, they were so excited that they almost fainted.

Fearing that someone might actually faint, Ruan Mianmian quickly shared some of her spiritual energy with them.

After inhaling the spiritual energy, the people, though still flushed, were no longer on the verge of collapse.

A man took a deep breath and shouted, "This muddy place will yield about 40 shi per mu!"

"This type of sweet potato, known for its muddy texture, yields about 40 shi (a unit of dry measure) per mu (a unit of land area)!"

"This corn yields about 25 shi per mu!"

When Ruan Mianmian heard the unit of measurement, she did a mental calculation and found that it was correct.

One shi is equivalent to 120 jin. The yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes is about 5000 jin per mu, and the yield of corn cobs is about 3000 jin per mu.

The scene erupted in cheers once again.

Not to mention the terrifying yields of potatoes and sweet potatoes, even the relatively low yield of corn cobs was many times greater than the grains they produced at that time!

If they grow this food, they may never go hungry again!

After their initial excitement, the starving and emaciated people once again begged Ruan Mianmian to give them the seeds.

Ruan Mianmian said, "The seeds will be sold to you at a low price. Now, please let Professor Li introduce these three crops to everyone." After saying that, she winked at Professor Li.

Upon seeing Ruan Mianmian's gesture, Professor Li sat directly on a white cloud and floated into the sky.

Everyone was eager for the seeds and had lost interest in listening to anything else, but when they saw that Professor Li was actually flying on a white cloud, they immediately perked up and looked at Professor Li with awe.

Professor Li began to verbally explain how to plant the three crops, including suitable soil and climate, how to care for them after planting, how often to weed, how many times to fertilize, how long it would take to harvest, and so on.

Finally, she emphasized that potatoes that have sprouted or turned green are highly poisonous and should never be eaten.

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