Farming in troubled times: Anyone who stops me from getting rich will die!

In the afternoon, Uncle Huang and Butcher Zhang received nearby villagers who wanted to rent their fields.

A total of eight families signed the contract, and they all divided the harvest 50-50, and the others also followed the new rules.

Not only that, the wages of slaves and long-term workers in Zhuangzi have also been increased.

So on this day, everyone in Zhuangzi was very happy.

When the villagers who had newly leased their fields went back, they even closed the door.

The family members talked about the boss’s generosity, benevolence, and of course a series of rules.

They all expressed that the family should work together, work hard, work hard, surpass those old tenants, and strive to be among the top ten in harvest when the accounts are settled at the end of the year.

That way, not only will you get more food, but you will also get more rewards, which is really a huge profit.

That night, Uncle Huang and his wife gave a brief explanation to Butcher Zhang and his wife, and finally finished all their instructions when the food was served.

At the dinner table, everyone was very reluctant to leave.

Zhang Ning knew that Grandma Huang was leaving, so she buried her head and cried desperately.

The original feeling of reluctance became even stronger at this moment.

The women were in tears and the men were red-eyed.

Li Yao's nose was also very sore, and his eyes were filled with tears from the hot pot in front of him.

"All the feasts in the world will come to an end and we will meet again."

Uncle Huang grabbed the wine glass at hand and touched it with Li Yueyan and Butcher Zhang.

"Everyone take care!"

"Uncle Huang," Li Yueyan choked, "Thanks to your teachings for so many years, Yueyan is where he is today.

You must take care! "

"Yue Yan, the same goes for you. Protect your family and have a tougher character."

"I will!"

Li Yueyan drank the wine in one gulp, and his chest was burned with blood.

At such an age, Uncle Huang still does not forget to protect his family and country, and the injustices he suffered in the past do not make him resentful.

Seriously!

In the past few years, he has also seen many things clearly. Compared with every positive person around him, he is really ashamed.

After Mingyu finished giving birth, it was time for him to start what he had to do.

"Uncle Huang, I respect you!"

He poured another glass of wine.

"Dahuang Xiaohuang, good brothers, I respect you too!"

"Drink together!"

"drink!"

I don’t know when the show broke up, maybe it was when everyone said what was in their hearts.

At sunrise in the east, a carriage and two horses set off from the village, ran out of the fields and onto the path.

Only the gaze that pursues from afar is left.

"Wow……"

Where the carriage could no longer be seen, Zhang Ni couldn't help crying.

"Ner, be good," Zhu Wuniang squatted down and coaxed, "Grandma Huang and the others will come back. They are not going for fun, but to do important things, to resist the pirates.

If Ninger misses Grandma Huang, she should eat more and exercise more. She will grow up early and be able to visit Qiongcheng. "

"Mom, I will eat well.

I promised Grandma Huang not only to eat well, but also to read and write. Like Grandpa Huang, be a majestic general. "

"Then don't cry. People who want to be generals cannot be so fragile. They must be strong and brave!"

"Well, mother, I listen to you!"

After comforting Zhang Ni, the group returned to the courtyard.

The departure of Uncle Huang's family has affected everyone's mood. They all feel like something is missing.

It just so happened that it started to rain again.

The patter of rain pours down the inexplicable boredom in people's hearts.

The two little babies ate the goat's milk and went to sleep obediently.

Zhu Wuniang was sitting on a chair, counting the sweet potatoes she dug up from the field yesterday.

"It's really heartless. There are more than 2,000 kilograms of broken sweet potatoes. It's a waste of so much, and it's easier for the pigs. This is the food that we people eat!"

Li Yao originally planned to wait for the rain to subside, then go back to the village with his father and Xiaojiu, and then rush to Yun Mansion.

"Aunt Wu Niang, I have an idea. Just follow it. Not only will it not be wasted, but you can also turn those sweet potatoes into money."

"any solution?"

Zhu Wuniang was dedicated to her work, and she would devote herself wholeheartedly to being a good steward of Zhuangzi, so she would naturally make plans for Zhuangzi.

Also, Lou’s mother, who cooks in the kitchen, is very kind-hearted and helps her take care of her two babies when she has time, so she has time too.

"In addition to being eaten roasted and simmered in rice, sweet potatoes can also be made into many delicious foods, such as sweet potato flour, sweet potato vermicelli, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato chips, etc."

"The preparation of sweet potato flour is simple, and the steps are almost the same as the arrowroot flour we made before."

"What about the others?" Zhu Wuniang listened very carefully and asked questions.

"Are sweet potato vermicelli the same as noodles and can be used as a staple food?"

Li Yao nodded appreciatively.

"I suggest you make all the broken sweet potatoes into sweet potato vermicelli.

As for dried sweet potatoes and sweet potato slices, I will teach you how to make them when I have time. "

Speaking of this, Li Yao had another idea in his mind.

"Prepare for me about three hundred kilograms of large sweet potatoes, and I will take them away."

"Okay, I'll let your Uncle Zhang prepare." Zhu Wuniang agreed and walked out immediately.

He came back after a while, "Now teach me how to make those sweet potato vermicelli. Those cracked sweet potatoes, I'm worried they won't last long."

Li Yao didn't waste any time and said it carefully.

"So simple?"

Zhu Wuniang breathed a sigh of relief, a little in disbelief.

"It seems simple, but there can be no mistakes in every step."

As Li Yao spoke, he wrote down the steps and drew the tools to be used.

Indeed, as Zhu Wuniang said, it is relatively simple, but tools are also key.

Li Yao also found a peeling artifact from space and asked Zhu Wuniang to find someone to make a few more.

Zhu Wuniang is the most beautiful woman, nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Wait until the weather clears up before doing it, and then do a hundred pounds to see first."

"I have this plan in mind. If it comes to fruition, I will have someone deliver it to you. If you like it, I will make arrangements here."

Zhu Wuniang is bold and careful, and this is exactly what she wants.

"Send it to Chunhui Road, Yunfu..." Li Yao told her the address of Yunfu's new house.

"Yao'er, are you planning to go to Yun Mansion?" Zhu Wuniang asked with concern.

"I have to make money to prepare for the future." Li Yao didn't hide it either.

"Thank you for your hard work!" A trace of distress flashed across Zhu Wuniang's face.

She was the one who knew Li Yueyan's identity, and she thought that Li Yao wanted to make a lot of money because of her father.

Also, Prince Zhan's palace is out of reach, and Yao'er is paving the way for her father.

This will save you from being disliked if you recognize your ancestors and return to your clan in the future!

It doesn't matter whether Li Yao thinks so, Zhu Wuniang thinks so.

He secretly vowed to take good care of this village for Yao'er and let her earn a lot of money.

Li Yao didn't know that Zhu Wuniang had thought so much. When the rain stopped in the evening, they got on the carriage and prepared to go back to Dayao Village.

As for Zhu Wuniang's family, they were left in Zhuangzi.

In the carriage, Li Yao thought about Zhu Wuniang's words and asked her to hand over the braised pork business to Sister Chun, saying that she could not delay her making money.

She also said that if she does a good job as a housekeeper, she will do it for the rest of her life.

I don’t care about the braised pork business anymore!

Thinking of this, Li Yao couldn't help but raise his lips.

Aunt Wu Niang is really the person who suits her best.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Jiu asked lightly, looking at her rosy face.