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

Stir-fried shredded potatoes, potato cakes, mashed potatoes, roasted chicken with potatoes...

It was already noon when the dishes came out of the pot.

The weather is nice today, with a clear sky and a slight breeze. The neither too cold nor too hot weather makes people feel more cheerful.

Just as we were about to eat, the men who had worked in the fields came back carrying their hoes.

"Dad, how is it going? How much did you dig?"

"Yes, village chief, how is our harvest this time?"

The village chief walked over slowly, and it seemed that he was in a good mood. When the elders heard his voice, they all looked forward to it.

"Fellow villagers, this year every family in Dayang Village planted two mu of potatoes, and each family's harvest was over 6,000 kilograms!"

There were sounds of joy and delight.

"That's great, we can have a good New Year this year!"

"Yes, I can finally have a full meal!"

"That's great! I won't starve to death this winter!"

"My little boy, if you could hold on for another year, you would have enough to eat this year!"

Among them were many families who had frozen to death in the winter due to poor harvests in the previous two years. Bai Qingyun felt a little sad and happy, and his nose was a little sour.

If selling the magic tofu could pull the villagers out of poverty, then the bumper harvest of potatoes directly solved the problem of food and clothing for the residents of Dayang Village.

"Every household has packed their potatoes into bags. We didn't have time to take them home in the morning, so we can go and check on our own harvests together in the afternoon!"

"I, an old man, have to be frank. Potatoes are a high-yield food, and we certainly can't eat them all. Even though the people of Dayang Village have enough to eat, we can't forget that there are still many people in this world who have suffered. Tomorrow I will go to the county town to find the county magistrate and report the situation of our village to him."

"The promotion of grain cannot be separated from grain varieties. Each family should put all the surplus grains in a safe place. If the government comes to buy them, that would be great. If not, we can plan to sell them to others in the village."

"Before that, everyone must keep their mouths shut, especially those who are close to my mother's family. Don't let anyone leak the news before our government officials come."

Before Village Chief Yang could finish his words, someone interrupted him.

"Village Chief, it's not that serious! We can't finish all the food at home, so it's normal to give that little to my mother's family to support them!"

The woman who was speaking happened to live not far from her parents' home. Today her family had a good harvest, and she was planning to take some back tomorrow to help her family.

Before, when I went home, I only had eggs and other worthless things in my hands. Every time I went back to my parents' home, I would be ridiculed by my sister-in-law.

I finally got a chance to turn things around, how could I be willing to give up?

"You are too soft-hearted! If potatoes were ordinary things, it would be fine, but this is a high-yield food! If those bandits entrenched nearby knew about this, you would still be alive during the winter!"

Village Chief Yang's stern voice made the woman motionless.

Her husband saw it and said quickly;

"That's right. Last winter, Dasang Village was attacked by bandits. All the villagers were robbed. If they knew that we had a good harvest, we would be the ones to suffer this winter! You ungrateful person, get out of here now."

Even though the man was scolding her, he still carefully pulled his wife behind him to avoid her becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

In fact, what the woman wanted to say is what most people are wondering about.

Before County Magistrate Zhu took office, the people of Qujiang County lived a hard life. Not only were taxes high, but the cost of living was also high. The ever-increasing grain prices alone had become a barrier to many people's homes.

In winter, places like Fujian have endured the scorching hot summer and ushered in a warm and livable time.

But in the north, it is a season that can really take lives.

The term "hibernating" is not only suitable for animals, but also for humans.

The vast expanse of white, the snow-covered mountain roads, the season not suitable for growing crops, even the usually busy docks became deserted.

But when there is no food to survive the winter, people have to go out to find food. Some freeze to death, some starve to death, and some are even eaten by wild beasts in the mountains. It is not uncommon to see such things in places like Dayang Village in the mountains.

The bumper potato harvest gives people hope for survival. The living conditions of those who live close to their mother’s home are similar. How many people are troubled by the problem of surviving the winter every year?

Now that we finally have the time to help the family, how could we, as children, give up?

But what Village Chief Yang said makes sense. The prerequisite for helping others is that you must also have the ability to protect yourself.

"In addition, I also said in the field today that although the Bai family is the only family in the village, they have helped us a lot in Dayang Village. The Bai family did not treat us as outsiders. Similarly, we cannot treat the Bai family badly."

"The village chief is right, Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai, you have done so much for our village. If you have any problems in the future, just greet us directly and don't be polite with us."

At the banquet in the ancestral hall, people from the Bai family and the Xie family sat at the same table, listening to everyone's words, feeling indescribable.

Village chief Yang is a man who always talks about gratitude. In fact, whether it is the magic tofu or the potato planting, they are all reminding everyone inside and out that the good life now is all thanks to the Bai family.

Under the influence of the language of Village Chief Yang, the people of Dayang Village took good care of the Bai family.

When going up the mountain to chop firewood, everyone would bring a bundle for the Bai family as well, so the woodshed in the Bai family's backyard was never empty.

Whenever someone killed a chicken at home, they would serve a bowl of chicken. Knowing that the Bai family loved Bai Qingyun, they would also take out one of the only two chicken legs.

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All these things happen in the subtle details of life.

Although there were no big moves, those subtle actions were like an autumn breeze, blowing through every aspect of the Bai family's life.

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The potato banquet ended early the day before, but the old men ate and drank, and with the wine that Bai Qingyun bought from Yunlai Wine Shop in Qujiang County, they drank until sunset.

But this did not affect Village Chief Yang from getting up early the next day to report his work to the county magistrate.

Just like the thresher, when County Magistrate Zhu heard that Dayang Village had grown high-yield crops, he hurriedly took Village Chief Yang and headed for Dayang Village.

The speed of the horse-drawn carriage was much faster than that of the ox-drawn cart. Just after the Bai family finished breakfast, they heard the news that the county magistrate had arrived.

"Uncle Bai, Brother Bai, and Little Bai!"

Yang Daming came hurriedly.

"It's great that you're at home. The county magistrate came to our village to ask about potato planting and wants to know more about the details of planting. Please come over to discuss it in detail!"

Bai Qingyun taught everyone how to plant sprouted potatoes in the early stage. In order to prevent the villagers’ sweat from going to waste, Grandpa Bai and Father Bai would go to the village potato fields almost every day to check on the growth of the crops.

Bai Qingyun has already started to learn to read and write, and he carefully recorded the entire process in a book, which will come in handy now.