After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

The next day, everyone in the Bai family got up early, picked up their tools and went to the two acres of land at home.

Before we reached the place, we saw Village Chief Yang rushing over.

"Bai family, wait for me!"

When everyone saw who was coming, they could only wait where they were, looking at the anxious look on the village chief's face, fearing that something big was going to happen.

Wait until Village Chief Yang ran up to him, panting.

"I see you're all holding hoes and going to the fields. Are you going to dig potatoes? Wait for me, I'll ask someone to come and have a look."

As he said this, he was about to go back.

It was the eldest son Yang Daming who stopped the village chief.

"Dad, wait here, I'll go!"

Having said that, he disappeared in a flash.

"The villagers guard this land every day. It's ok that Bai girl just came back, but you old thing didn't even bother to call me!"

Village Chief Yang caught his breath and started talking to Grandpa Bai.

After all, potatoes grow in the soil, and the villagers have never planted them before. They can only look at the potato seedlings outside and have no idea of ​​the specific conditions inside.

People who went up the mountain to dig potatoes before have seen the yield of this thing, but no one knows what it will be like if they grow them themselves.

But knowing that this might be a very high yield per mu of grain, they were reluctant to dig it out from the field to have a look, for fear that their actions would waste a lot of grain.

Moreover, no one had ever seen this thing, so naturally they wouldn't eat it. In the end, everyone decided to wait and see what happened with the Bai family.

The village was not big, and Yang Daming quickly brought everyone from the village there.

Those walking in front were young people from the village, carrying hoes in their hands.

Behind them was a group of old and young women, all of whom knew that the Bai family was going to dig potatoes in the fields today, and they all wanted to come and watch the fun.

The Bai family’s land was at the foot of the mountain, not far from home, and soon the huge team arrived at the place.

With the arrival of autumn, the potato sprouts that were originally green began to turn yellow, and it was the season for them to mature.

Bai Qingyun was not even as tall as the hoe, so he could only give orders while standing in the field.

"Grandpa, dig deeper from the edge of the field! Dad, dig towards where Grandpa is digging. Remember not to dig too shallowly to avoid damaging the potatoes in the field."

With skilled techniques and Bai Qingyun's command, Father Bai raised his hoe and cared about the villagers of Dayang Village.

As the soil was turned over, Bai Qingyun squatted down and began to turn out the potatoes buried in the soil one by one. Everyone followed suit, and the small demonstration area was now crowded with people helping and watching.

"One, two, three... Wow, such a small place can produce so many potatoes!"

"More than that. Although some are small, the big ones are as big as my fist. Although the small ones are small, they are more in number!"

"This stuff is quite heavy. Just this pile must weigh at least 10 kilograms!"

The one who spoke was the woman who came later. It was the first time she saw potatoes unearthed.

"More than ten kilograms? I'm afraid it's more than that. When I went to the mountain to dig, I dug nearly a hundred kilograms in one pile!"

The man standing behind him quickly added.

The potatoes on the mountain were buried by Bai Qingyun and Bai's father. In order to save trouble, the two of them dug a hole and buried a lot of potatoes, which did give those people some illusions.

But what is certain is that the potatoes grown in Dayang Village were a success!

Village chief Yang was standing in front. His hands were covered in mud from digging potatoes with his bare hands just now. He didn't care about keeping them clean at this moment. He excitedly pulled Bai Qingyun and asked.

"Bai girl, are these potatoes really edible?"

After all, there was limited supply at the time and it had to be distributed to each household for planting, so Village Chief Yang strictly ordered the villagers to taste it in advance.

If this thing were really edible, so many people wouldn’t have starved to death this winter!

Bai Qingyun did not answer Village Chief Yang immediately. Now she was so perceptive that she could clearly sense everyone's gazes on her.

I could see everyone's hopeful eyes out of the corner of my eye.

Bai Qingyun raised his voice, seemingly answering Village Chief Yang, but actually he was giving everyone an answer.

"Yes, we can eat them today and have a potato feast in the village!"

Village Chief Yang's eyes began to moisten, but due to his age, he would not cry easily, only his voice was a little choked.

"Okay, okay...I'll do as you say!"

Then he looked at everyone and gave them instructions.

"As you can all see, we have made good use of the potatoes we have grown. But as the old saying goes, one should not forget the well-digger when drinking water. The Bai family did not hide the potatoes after discovering them, but instead provided a new way of life for the whole village. Today, in front of the children, we must not be ungrateful and teach the younger generation bad lessons!"

"Village Chief, don't worry! We are also people who have received favors from the Bai family. How can we be ungrateful people?"

"Yes, village chief, just tell us what you want to do. We will definitely not tell you!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Help those of you holding tools. First, help the Bai family collect and weigh the potatoes. Then go to each household and try to collect all the potatoes today. Taxes have been paid since autumn. The potatoes you collect belong to everyone. Be very careful when digging them."

"Woman, go to the village ancestral hall and gather the things. We will have a potato feast there today and taste the flavor of these potatoes together!"

Everyone responded to the call, and the men, led by Village Chief Yang, collected all the potatoes from the Bai family. In the end, they weighed nearly 7,000 kilograms of potatoes from the two acres of land.

The yield per mu is 3,500 kilograms, which is slightly lower than the yield in the space, after all, there is no irrigation of spiritual spring water, but it is more than a little higher than the yield of grain.

Everyone who was working was inspired by this number and was filled with energy.

"Bai girl, the ancestral hall should be almost cleaned up by now. I'll have someone carry out a few bags of potatoes from your house. When the potatoes from other houses are harvested, I'll bring back yours."

Before Bai Qingyun could answer, Grandma Bai spoke.

"No need. We are all happy today and we don't need this food at home. Let's take it and have a good meal with everyone."

Although potatoes are a new thing, because of Bai Qingyun, the Bai family has already tasted them. In addition, with the ability of space, the family is not short of this food.

The warehouse at home is managed by Grandma Bai. Don't think that you can fool her just because she is old. She knows that her good granddaughter goes there to replenish some food every now and then.

It’s just that the child didn’t say anything and he pretended not to know.

"How about that..."

Just as Village Chief Yang was about to retort, Grandma Bai asked people to carry potatoes.

"Daming, hurry up and carry a few more bags. We've all worked hard today, we can't let them go hungry!"

Yang Daming was raised by Village Chief Yang and knows his father's character. As the head of a village, fairness and justice are the most important things, otherwise it would be difficult to judge right from wrong when gossiping about other people.

Sometimes I get annoyed by his temper, and today I won’t follow what Village Chief Yang says.

"Okay, Aunt Bai, I'm going to eat a few more bowls today! Don't be disgusted by me because I eat too much!"

Then he called these young men and carried the potatoes to the big kitchen of the ancestral hall.