Sweet Dreams in Famine Years: The System Leads to a Brilliant Life

"Zeng'er, why did you buy so much cloth?" Zeng's mother asked in surprise.

This girl really doesn't know how to live! They have just settled down, and they don't have any income yet, but they spend money lavishly. Even if there is a mountain of gold and silver, it can't withstand this girl's waste!

"Mom, the weather is getting cold soon, so I was thinking of making some winter clothes for the children," Zeng Zhengen explained with a smile.

When Zeng's mother heard that the fabric was to be prepared for winter clothes for the three children, she immediately stopped talking.

The child is growing taller every year, so clothes do require more fabric.

Seeing that Zeng's mother didn't say anything, Zeng Zhengen continued.

"Mother, you know I'm not very good at sewing, so I'll have to trouble you to spend more time on making clothes for these children."

Zeng Zhengen said this and gave all the cloth he bought today to Zeng's mother.

Zeng's mother looked down at the cloth in her hand and was shocked again.

These are all fine linen that the girl bought. The price is much higher than the coarse linen that they used to wear. And the girl bought too much cloth!

"Zeng'er, even if you are making new clothes for three children, you won't need so much cloth!" Zeng's mother said carefully.

Zeng Zhengen smiled and said, "Mom, I saw that your winter clothes, as well as Dad and Feng'er's brother and sister, were no longer warm enough, so I bought some cloth for you as well."

My parents' winter clothes have been worn for several years and are now covered with patches. Cheng'er and his sister's winter clothes are also much shorter.

After hearing what she said, Zeng's mother couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Look at you, raising three children alone, it's so hard, why do you always spend so much money on us!" Zeng's mother said as she was about to return the cloth to Zeng Zhengen.

Zeng Zhengen hurriedly stopped him.

"Mom, I've already bought the fabric. If you don't make clothes, it would be a waste to leave it there."

Zeng's mother refused for a long time, but was finally persuaded by Zeng Zhengen.

"I'll accept these for now, but don't spend money on us anymore in the future, because you have three children! You have to be careful with your money, understand?" Zeng's mother warned worriedly.

Zeng Zhengen nodded vaguely, but it was not certain whether he would listen or not.

After Zeng's mother put the cloth back, she came to Zeng Zhengen and measured the sizes of the three children. Then she measured Zeng Zhengen's size too.

"I see there is quite a bit of fabric, so I'll make you a set," said Zeng's mother.

Zeng Zhengen didn't say anything. She had bought enough fabric anyway. After Zeng's mother measured the size, Zeng Zhengen went to the kitchen to cook.

After dinner, several children were asked by Zeng's mother to collect reed fluff.

There was no cotton in this dynasty. When villagers made winter clothes, they would stuff some cotton wool into them. As for silk, only rich people could afford it.

Zeng Zhengen went to help her mother make new clothes. Although Zeng Zhengen's embroidery skills were not very good, she still knew a little about cutting clothes.

Zeng Zhengen cut out the fabric for the clothes according to her own design, and then asked her mother to sew them together according to her design.

After the clothes are sewn, stuff cotton wool into them, then sew up all the reserved openings, and a thick winter coat is ready.

Zeng Zhengen and his mother worked on it for several days and finally finished making all the clothes.

The children looked at the newly made clothes and all had smiles on their faces.

Even Zeng's mother was amazed when she saw the new clothes. She really didn't expect that the clothes would turn out so beautiful after her daughter's simple modifications.

Wang Huan was also jealous when he saw the clothes that Zeng's mother had made.

"Mom, look at my clothes, they are so old. Why don't you talk to his aunt and ask her to buy some cloth for me and make me a set of winter clothes? As for the cotton wool, I can pick it myself." Wang Huan said with a lick on his face.

Zeng's mother rolled her eyes at her and said unhappily.

"You're probably still asleep! Zeng'er has a hard time raising three children alone, and you, the eldest sister-in-law, don't want to help, but you're trying to take advantage of your younger sister-in-law. How can you be so shameless?"

Wang Huan's face instantly turned red when Zeng's mother said this.

"Mom, I... I have just settled down. When I have money in the future, I will definitely help his aunt." Wang Huan said in a low voice.

Zeng's mother snorted coldly, then warned Wang Huan a few more times. Finally, Wang Huan had to leave in shame.

The weather was getting cooler day by day, and in the blink of an eye it was early November, and the potatoes planted by the villagers had matured.

That day, Pan Yang led the villagers to prepare to harvest potatoes in the fields, but no one had ever grown potatoes before, so they were unsure about how to do it.

Finally, Pan Yang called Zeng Zhengen to go over together. With Zeng Zhengen by their side, everyone felt more at ease.

Zeng Zhengen had originally been thinking about harvesting the potatoes. After all, the weather was getting colder day by day, so it was better to harvest the potatoes early.

Zeng Zhengen brought his three little boys and came to the field with hoes. After telling his three sons the precautions for digging potatoes, Zeng Zhengen started digging potatoes with his three sons.

After seeing how Zeng Zhengen dug potatoes, the villagers followed suit.

When the villagers dug up a potato, they were shocked to find that there were six or seven big potatoes growing underneath the seedling.

Each potato weighs nearly half a pound. If there are six or seven potatoes, they will weigh more than two pounds, and some can even weigh up to three pounds.

The villagers simply couldn't believe that the potato yield was so high.

With these potatoes, they won't go hungry this winter.

And all the credit for this should be attributed to Zeng Zhengen, so the villagers are grateful to Zeng Zhengen again.

Zeng Zhengen felt overwhelmed when she saw the crowds of villagers running up to thank her.

"Don't be so polite, we are all from the same village, it's only natural for us to help each other, let's just take these potatoes back!"

When everyone heard Zeng Zhengen's words, they suppressed their gratitude and quickly collected the potatoes.

Zeng Zhengen's family didn't plant many potatoes, only less than one acre in total.

The mother and her two children worked for seven days and finally harvested all the potatoes, a total of more than 400 kilograms of potatoes.

Although the potato yield was astonishing, that was because they were planted sparsely and ancient people did not have pesticides and chemical fertilizers like later generations.

If the potatoes are planted too densely, the fertilizer they need for growth will not be enough, and the yield will not be that high.