Lucky Girl: Take the Space To Escape From the Famine

Auntie, what I said is true. I came to dig these taro, but in order to prevent everyone from being poisoned.

Yin Miao's words made Sun Lian blushed, what aunt? She hasn't left the cabinet yet.

The ghosts believe you, if your family eats it and doesn't die, it proves that the taro here in our village can be eaten.

That's right, Luo Xiaobao said it was delicious.

Yin Miao was not in a hurry, she took out two taro, one large and one small, and explained to the villagers:

As you all know, we came here from the capital, and I happen to know both of these two kinds of taro. The small ones are edible, while the larger ones are poisonous and unbelievers can come and taste them. If you spit the poisonous taro out and rinse your mouth, it will be fine.

Is this true?

Luo Dazhi also asked in the crowd. He had always felt sorry for the family just now. After all, Luo Xiaobao told the villagers that taro can be eaten.

I'll try it!

Zhao Laosi stepped forward and glanced at Yin Miao, Yin Miao confessed to them that the three brothers to attract all the villagers had been completed, and at this moment he was really curious whether what the little girl said was true.

Looking at the two kinds of taro in his hand, Zhao Laosi swallowed and then opened his mouth to bite the little taro.

The sweet taste spread in his mouth immediately, and Zhao Laosi couldn't help swallowing it directly. This is sweeter than any fruit they have ever eaten!

As for the other larger taro, Zhao Laosi spit it out immediately after entering it.

This bitter taste is really different from that little taro.

It's surprising. People in Changling Village have not found any edible taro here for generations.

said a lean man.

I also happened to read an agricultural book when I was in the capital, which recorded the types and tastes of taro, and to tell you the truth, the little taro by the lake has been found by me, and it's all here. .

Yin Miao pointed at the pile of taro in front of her and took the opportunity.

There are more than 400 people in Changling Village, and although the pile of taro seems to be quite numerous, I am afraid that even one person cannot be divided.

There are already people who don't believe in evil, and after remembering the appearance of the little taro, they began to rummage along the lake.

How can we divide such a thing, hey! Ma Cuihua sighed in the crowd.

Dividing according to the head is naturally not enough. If it is divided according to the household, it is more than enough. Now it is spring farming. If each household will plant the fresh taro as a mother taro and harvest it successfully, we will grow There will be no shortage of edible taro in Ling Village in the future.

Yin Miao suggested that although she did not know whether the plants in the space could survive outside, she had only one purpose, that is, to solve this matter successfully and ensure that it would not cause hatred to the Yin family.

Plant taro? Will this work?

The villagers are all farmers who have been farming for generations. After being reminded by Yin Miao, many people were immediately moved.

Anyway, it's only two bites, I'll plant it!

The lean man said that he would go forward to get the taro.

We have never planted taro, and we have never seen this kind of taro in this area.

A woman in coarse clothes squatted down and looked at the little taro.

Taro likes to be moist. After everyone picks it up, they go back and refine their snacks. Maybe they will be able to grow taro.

Yin Miao encouraged.

The apocalyptic world where the zombie virus is rampant is a scorched earth, and there are no grass everywhere. She, a student from an agricultural university, has also tried various cultivation methods to grow plants, but there is no harvest.

Although this Changling Village does not look like a beautiful landscape, as long as something can grow, there is hope to grow these taro.

Since it can grow by our lake, it must be suitable for us here. Let's go back and try it.

Luo Dazhi also said.

The turmoil ended here, and the villagers were content to lead the little taro in the space back to their respective houses. Yin Miao, who had covered herself with mud, was about to carry the empty cloth bag that had come from Zhao Laosi, but she went home. There was one more person before the meeting.

Although the man has a yellow face and thin skin, he does not look the same as the villagers just now. Ordinary peasants work on weekdays, and their backs are somewhat hunched, but this young man in a blue shirt is standing upright.

You didn't get the taro? Yin Miao raised her eyebrows and asked.

The man did not answer directly, and then he bowed to Yin Miao and said:

In Xiasu Wanfeng, I have seen the girl. Just now, the girl's move to retreat is really admirable.

What is retreating to advance? Who are you?

Yin Miao asked.

I'm just like the girl, and I'm a fallen person from the end of the world!!

The man named Su Wanfeng showed a hint of excitement in the gray face.

Shouldn't it be worn too?

Yin Miao felt that the name was a bit familiar and at the same time that her thoughts were a bit funny. After the other party explained it, she suddenly realized.

This is actually a character who has appeared in the plot, although only a few words.

When it comes to Su Wanfeng, it is necessary to talk about the promotion of the princess Qi Lingxi's princess. Qi Lingxi came from a humble background. At that time, she was just a righteous daughter adopted by a county magistrate. Although the male protagonist Xiao Jingyi married her against all opinions, he tried his best to make her a concubine. The concubine should be someone else arranged by the old emperor.

Later, Qi Lingxi became pregnant, but slipped the baby accidentally at the princess's poetry meeting. Xiao Jingyi immediately called the imperial doctor to see the doctor. However, Qi Lingxi's first child was not saved, and Xiao Jingyi was furious. Several imperial physicians were exiled, and Su Wanfeng in front of him was one of the unfortunate imperial physicians...

Nice to meet you.

Yin Miao felt pity for those imperial physicians when she was reading the book, but she did not expect to see one of them today.

You recognize me?

Su Wanfeng looked at the clay figurine in front of him, wondering if it was his illusion, but he could see a trace of regret in the other's only eyes.

Could it be that this is the person who sympathizes with him?

I can't even talk about recognizing him. My father once mentioned Mr. Su from the Taiyuan Hospital. I heard that the Su family is a family of imperial doctors with superb medical skills, so I have heard a little.

Yin Miao explained.

It turns out that since everyone is from the capital, it is better to make friends here. Now I am a villager. If someone in the little friend's family has incurable diseases, I am willing to help.

After Su Wanfeng finished speaking, he bowed his waist and bowed.

...I thank you.

Yin Miao really didn't know whether Su Wanfeng was kind or intentional.

But at this time, she no longer wanted to stand here as a clay statue. Fortunately, Wei Ruyi and Yin Zhenghong, who were anxious, found it here.

Miao'er? Are you okay?!

Wei Ruyi felt that her own mother almost didn't recognize Yin Miaolai, and at the same time, she felt sad for a while. Her daughter was so charming and loved to dress up since she was a child. It's all for them!