In his previous life, Xu Qing had visited and investigated many grassroots areas in order to study the agricultural assistance e-commerce platform, and he had some understanding of common crop diseases.

The symptoms described by the one-armed beggar are contagious, so it must be rice blast.

This disease is very serious. Once it occurs, it can cause a 10% to 30% reduction in rice yield, and in severe cases, it can reduce yield by up to 90%.

In ancient times, rice yields were already low, and when diseases occurred, the amount of grain that could be harvested was even less.

You should inform the village chief in advance.

She ran straight to the village chief's house and relayed what the one-armed beggar had told her to the village chief, Xu Dehua.

The village chief said with a worried look, "Qing, the magistrate just issued a notice today about this matter. But we really don't know what to do."

Xu Qing: "Didn't the magistrate say what prevention and control measures could be used?"

Xu Dehua: "No, I've also sent people to inquire. We've tried all sorts of methods in those villages that have been affected by the disease, but none of them have worked."

When I got back, I went to the rice paddies again. The rice ears were just beginning to fill out and couldn't be harvested yet. I hope that God will leave a way for our village to survive.

"It will be sent over later, after the rice ears have almost finished filling out, so we can harvest some grain."

Xu Qing pondered for a moment, then asked, "Village chief, do our village share irrigation water with those villages that have contracted diseases?"

Xu Dehua's intuition told him that Xu Qing's question was very important. After thinking for a moment, he said:

“Our village and Qianjia Village share a water source. Qianjia Village is upstream of us. Diseases have been found in the rice paddies of some people in the village next to Qianjia Village. However, Qianjia Village and the village where the disease was found do not share a water source.”

After listening, Xu Qing immediately said, "We can't share the water source with Qianjia Village anymore. This disease can be transmitted through the water source, and wind and rain may also bring the infection."

Xu Dehua dared not harbor any illusions, for these crops were the staple food that farmers like them would rely on for survival in the coming year.

He said gratefully to Xu Qing, "Thank you for reminding me, Qing girl. I'll have someone cut off the water flow right now."

After leaving the village chief's house, Xu Qing tried to recall how he had dealt with this kind of disease in the past, but he couldn't remember for a long time.

She then tried searching for "rice blast disease" in the online store.

Several pesticides popped up, and Xu Qing clicked on each one to read the instructions.

These pesticides require precise mixing before being sprayed on the rice. Since there are no spraying equipment available in this society, she wouldn't dare to take them out.

Pesticides have a strong odor, and it would be terrible if someone accidentally ingested them.

Xu Qing then tried to think of any traditional methods that could replace pesticides.

Before I knew it, I had walked back home, and I heard Aunt Chen's angry voice:

“Qingya, I made sure to ask clearly beforehand that you were still buying fern root powder, which is why I had Daya get it.”

This is practically handing her money; how could she refuse it?

Xu Qing smiled and replied, "I said it, Auntie, how many kilograms do you have here? I'll pay you."

Aunt Chen put down the fern root powder: "20 jin, I knew it! We're neighbors, why would I lie to people? But your brother insisted he didn't want it."

“My older brother thought he had received enough, so he said that. I’m sorry, Auntie, just send him whatever you need.”

Xu Qing handed over a few candy pills: "Take these back and give them to the children to sweeten their mouths."

Aunt Chen took it with a smile, put it in her bosom, and left.

Xu Qing closed the courtyard gate, took the fern root powder into his room, and after confirming that no one was around, sold the fern root powder to the mall. Then he started making jelly again.

She bought several molds, planning to make different shapes, starting with a small batch to sell alongside roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

Most of the people who come to eat roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) are adults with children, and they will definitely like the jelly as well.

While working, Xu Qing pondered ways to deal with the disease; she was determined to come up with a solution.

If she could help the magistrate solve this problem, she could ask for a reward and then use the money to buy some land and build houses.

That evening, Xu Gong returned with the medicine.

Wen asked with some curiosity, "How much silver did it cost?"

"The medicine prescribed by Miss Qian was said by Grandpa Qian to be free of charge."

Xu Gong answered Wen Shi's question while stuffing rice into his mouth.

"That's really strange. Your older brother's medical treatment is so expensive, I'm always worried about the money, but this time he's asking for nothing?"

Wen found it somewhat unbelievable.

Xu Gong was also a little confused: "Grandpa Qian said he was worried about Miss Qian's medical skills, and he would come to see her in person when he had some free time in a couple of days."

After dinner, Xu Qing asked Xu Zhenzhen and Xu Baobao to pick some aiyu jade the next day, while she took Xu Beibei and Wen Shi to town.

There were still two sick people in the family, so an adult had to stay at home. Xu Gong continued to chop firewood at home.

Xu Qing asked Zhou Chenggong if he wanted to go back and take a look.

Zhou Chenggong shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

He had a lot of fun here, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment teaching Xu Baobao and Xu Zhenzhen.

Xu Qing had no choice but to give up. If the county magistrate missed his son, he would definitely send someone to pick him up, so she didn't need to worry about it.

The next day, Xu Qing and Wen set off again, each carrying a basket on their backs.

Wen was very adaptable and remained calm about Xu Qing's ability to make things disappear and reappear out of thin air.

Anyway, it was given to her by her old man, so it definitely wouldn't be something harmful.

If anyone dares to harm her daughter, she will go and uproot the grave of the person who guards the tomb.

When they arrived at the stall, Xu Qing took out all the items in a quiet alley, and then the mother and daughter carried the items over.

Today, Xu Qing made 50 jellies, each about half the size of a fist.

They come in various shapes: flowers, fish, hearts, rabbits, cats, and dogs.

As soon as it was taken out, it immediately attracted the children's attention.

"Mom! I want that little bunny, it's so cute!"

"Daddy, that cat looks so real, it looks like it's edible. Can you buy me one?"

Xu Qing has been setting up her stall here for a while now. Customers recognize her and trust the products she sells.

"Madam, what is this? How much is it?"

When a customer inquired, Xu Qing replied with a professional smile, "This is a new product we have, called jelly, and it's only 3 coins each."

Upon hearing the price, some of the onlookers took their children and left.

Three coins can buy a big meat bun with meat inside, but this tiny jelly costs three coins? It's like robbery!

Someone tentatively asked, "What is this made of? It looks quite exquisite. Could you give me a discount?"

Xu Qing watched the customer leave without disappointment, and said with an unchanged smile:

"This is made from fruit, with added sugar and fruit. You can let your children try it, and buy it if they like it."

Xu Qing took out a jelly, cut it into small pieces, and shared it with everyone.

After tasting it, the children were even more reluctant to leave, and kept pestering the adults to buy more.

Xu Qing's stall became incredibly popular in no time.

Ding Guihua brought her eldest son to the market, and they joined in whenever they saw something interesting.

When she realized that it was Xu Qing and her mother doing business inside, and that business was so good, she froze as if struck by lightning.

"Mom, those are money-losing items! I want to eat them too. Tell her to bring me two."

The eldest son shook Ding Guihua's hand and gave orders arrogantly.

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