After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

Everything went according to Yan Qingqing's plan.

The next day, Li Xiangan brought back the first batch of chicks, about two hundred of them.

Yan Qingqing asked Yuan Huiniang to raise these chickens in the old home, and said to her: "Let Yueniang take care of them more these days. When the orchard is built in a while, they will be put in to raise them freely."

Although Yueniang is young, she is very independent in doing things and can conscientiously complete the tasks assigned to her by Yan Qingqing.

Because he wanted to increase the supply of pig sewers to restaurants, Li Xiangan bought five or six sets of pig sewers at one time. Cleaning pig sewers was a tiring job.

Usually Li Du, Li Xiangan and Li Xiangjian brothers do the most.

Now that Li Xiangjian was responsible for building an ecological orchard, he naturally ran out of time. Yuan Huiniang and Li Xiniang had no choice but to take over the work, which was considered their old profession.

Yuan Huiniang looked at the piles of pigs in the yard and couldn't help but ask: "Second brother, does Yue Laiju add so much at one time? I remember that three pairs of pigs in the past were enough."

Li Xiangan smiled and replied: "Sister-in-law, Yuelaiju is not the only restaurant we cooperate with. Tianxianglou and Tongpengzhai have also been asking me to increase supply.

You said these are all partners, but I can't favor one over the other.

Mom said don’t bully a young man into being poor, and treat your partners the same way. If they are the same partners, you can’t treat them differently just because they have a small purchase volume, otherwise your reputation will be ruined over time.

Besides, Tianxianglou and Tongpengzhai are not bad either. They are both famous restaurants in Chengyang County. "

Yuan Huiniang saw that Li Xiangan's words were clear and logical, and she couldn't help but admired: "Second brother is really good at doing business. Look at this enlightenment, we can't compare."

Li Xiangan also smiled and replied: "My sister and I are still far behind, but you have all started to build embroidery workshops. No matter how much money you make, there are more than ten people under you. I am still alone, working alone. "

Li Xinniang on the side replied in a low voice: "That's all because my mother cares about us, and I can't do anything."

Yuan Huiniang also echoed: "Yes, I feel that I am really lucky to have such a good mother-in-law in this life.

Sometimes I wake up laughing from my dreams. "

The three brothers and sisters were chatting while cleaning the pig's water. Unknowingly, they finished cleaning the pig's water after several sets.

After entering late autumn, the weather is getting cooler and even a bit chilly. The villagers of Canghe Village have started their autumn harvest again.

Due to the relatively dry weather this autumn and summer, the harvest was not very good.

But the villagers are still full of hope for this autumn harvest, because it is the result of their hard work for a season.

Yan Qingqing also attaches great importance to it because her family grows two special crops, sweet potatoes and potatoes.

This is an important crop related to whether the people of the Yan Dynasty can have enough to eat in the future. It is not the Holy Mother of Yan Qingqing, nor is Yan Qingqing worried about the country and the people.

Moreover, Yan Qingqing is well aware of the truth of the coldness of lips and teeth. Since she was born in the Great Yan Kingdom, not to mention that the Great Yan Kingdom is peaceful and peaceful, but at least most of the people can feel comfortable if they have enough to eat, and she can make money with peace of mind.

If she lives in troubled times, no matter how much money she makes, she may not be able to spend it when the time comes.

During the autumn harvest, the whole family went out again, including the youngest Li Xiangyang.

This is what Yan Qingqing meant. The child is almost two months old and cannot hide in the house all the time. In addition, the weather is neither hot nor cold and the breeze is just right. It would also be good to let Li Xiangyang come out and show off.

The little girl spends more and more time awake now, and occasionally smiles unconsciously, which is very endearing.

Yan Qingqing squatted in front of a sweet potato seedling, carefully peeling away the soil on the ground, and only two or three times revealed the sweet potato pieces inside.

Yan Qingqing was secretly happy when she saw how big the sweet potato was.

Li Xiangping on the side was afraid of tiring Yan Qingqing, so he quickly said: "Mom, let me do it, I think this head is quite big."

Yan Qingqing shook her head and said: "No, I just want to open one to see how many sweet potatoes are inside. I have asked the blacksmith shop to make a special tool. It should save a lot of effort when I actually dig it."

Soon Yan Qingqing finished picking the sweet potatoes from a sweet potato seedling. Yan Qingqing looked at the pile of sweet potatoes in front of her and her old face suddenly burst into laughter.

This one has a lot of fruits, there are five or six sweet potatoes, and they are quite big. Yan Qingqing estimated that it would not be a problem to get three thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes from this one acre of land.

You must know that these days, unlike modern times where various chemical fertilizers and pesticides are used, the yield per mu is very high.

In ancient times, crops generally produced a yield of several hundred kilograms. The yield of sweet potatoes at three thousand kilograms per mu is unprecedented.

Li Xiangping on the side also roughly calculated the yield of one acre of land, and said excitedly: "Mom, the yield of these sweet potatoes is so high. If every household grows it, the people will not be hungry anymore."

Yan Qingqing nodded and replied: "What Dalang said is true, but it is not suitable to make it public now. I will save these sweet potatoes for planting this year and plant more next year.

It will be reported to the government only after it can be proven that the sweet potato yield is high. "

Although the county magistrate is a good official, Yan Qingqing does not dare to act rashly. It is not impossible if he really offends some people or if some people kill them just to get such a big credit. Yan Qingqing still understands the truth.

Li Xiangjian also whispered: "Mom, how much credit does such a high output deserve?"

Yan Qingqing glanced at him and said, "This is one of them. Have you forgotten that we also grow an acre of sweet potato?"

Li Xiangping and Li Xiangjian looked at Yan Qingqing with gleaming eyes at the same time, and then asked in unison: "Mom, can that Fanyu also produce three thousand catties per mu?"

Yan Qingqing replied confidently: "Of course it's impossible."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. If the yield per acre of these two crops could be so high, then his family would really be like a treasure.

Yan Qingqing saw the appearance of the two people and said jokingly: "But I guess two thousand catties are still there."

The two of them widened their eyes at the same time. Two thousand kilograms is a lot.

Yan Qingqing seemed to think it was not shocking enough and then said: "These two crops not only have high yields, but the food they make is also quite delicious.

This sweet potato can be eaten roasted, boiled, or placed in porridge. Of course, it can also be further processed to make sweet potato vermicelli and sweet potato balls.

This panyu can be used as both a staple food and a dish.

Such as grilled sweet potato, spicy and sour sweet potato shreds, fried sweet potato slices, and fried sweet potato strips, they are all delicious. "

Yan Qingqing not only made Li Xiangping and Li Xiangjian greedy, but she herself was also greedy.

After all, they have never eaten it and don't know what these things taste like, but Yan Qingqing has actually eaten it.

Li Xiangping looked at Yan Qingqing with admiration and said, "Mom, how do you know so much?"

Yan Qingqing glanced at him and replied calmly: "My mother usually advises you to study more, but you just don't listen."

Li Xiangping scratched his head and stopped talking. He was really not interested in reading. He could no longer keep up with the classes his mother was teaching.