"They're worlds apart."

"I don't believe what you're saying. Call your partner over and have them stand together and compare."

“He doesn’t have time to come, and there’s no need to compare. I know there’s a gap, and that’s enough. I still have work to do. You should take your mistress and leave now.”

"Jingyan, think it over again."

"I haven't thought about it much." Luo Jingyan's face darkened. "Auntie, if you don't want me to say anything more unpleasant, you can stay a little longer."

Aunt Hu said, "You're unwilling, probably because you don't know our family's status in the village."

"Could it be the Heavenly King himself?"

“My son’s uncle is the village party secretary, Luo, an educated youth. Every educated youth who comes here has to curry favor with him. How about it? As long as you marry into our Hu family, no one in the village will dare to mess with you.”

"I don't need it."

"You, Luo Zhiqing, I'll give you time to think it over. Think it over carefully."

"I don't need to think about it."

Aunt Hu gritted her teeth: "Forget it, you're just a young girl. I won't hold it against you. You should think carefully about how offending the Hu family is the same as offending the village secretary. Will you have a good life in the village in the future?"

She walked up to Hu Sanqiang and said a few words to him, "You go first. She's really ungrateful. I spoke to her nicely before, and she thought I was easy to manipulate. She insists that she has a boyfriend. Whether it's true or not, after the autumn harvest, we'll find a matchmaker to propose to her at the educated youth settlement. I bet she won't dare to refuse. If she doesn't agree, we'll make sure she can't stay here anymore."

Hu Sanqiang smiled and said, "Okay, Mother, she really is beautiful."

"Of course! Let me tell you, she's the prettiest girl in the village. We absolutely have to get her into the Hu family so she can give you a beautiful, chubby son."

"Mom, that's wonderful."

"Let's go for a walk."

Three days later, the corn leaves in the field were cleared away, and it was time to harvest the sorghum.

When harvesting sorghum, the harvesters carry baskets on their backs and sickles. First, they use the sickles to cut the sorghum ears and put them in the baskets, and then they remove the sorghum stalks.

When it was time to harvest sorghum, the morale of both commune members and educated youth was noticeably higher than before.

Sweet sorghum and sugarcane belong to the same family. The stalks are rich in sugar and juicy. The workers are given two stalks to eat, but they cannot eat them indiscriminately. This is because the harvested sorghum stalks can be sent to the sugar factory to boil sugar, and the remaining residue can be used to make paper, which is another source of income for the village.

The harvested sorghum ears, apart from a portion distributed to commune members as their daily food and for the public grain to be handed over, were sold in bulk to breweries.

For the villagers, sorghum stalks are no different from fruit.

Some mischievous kids usually come over to steal sorghum stalks, but they only dare to steal once or twice. If they are caught, their families will be punished.

The sorghum harvest hasn't even started yet, but many villagers are already drooling over the sorghum stalks.

Luo Jingyan and Luo Changtian were carrying baskets on their backs and holding sickles, preparing to cut sorghum ears.

Sweet sorghum stalks are generally quite low, so Luo Changtian can also harvest the sorghum ears.

"Sis, is this sorghum stalk really edible?"

"Of course, you'll be able to eat it today."

She also grows this kind of sweet sorghum for brewing in her online space.

In her past life, her family ran a restaurant with a rule that they only sold one type of wine: their own brewed Imperial Jade Liquor.

These are only sold in restaurants. No matter how much a customer drinks after purchasing them, they are not allowed to take the alcohol out of the restaurant. In other words, you can only buy as much as you want to drink, and you can buy them in bulk.

This ensures that the imperial liquor will not leak out. Anyone who wants to drink this liquor must go to the store. When drinking, one will inevitably eat dishes, and when eating, one will also think about drinking some liquor. The sales of liquor will boost the sales of dishes, and at the same time, the sales of dishes will also boost the sales of liquor, forming a mutually reinforcing sales model.

This idea came from Luo's father. Luo Jingyan once remarked to him, "He's a businessman after all, always thinking about maximizing profits."

Of course, this is also the nature of a businessman; if it weren't for profit, there would be no need to do business.

Eating sorghum stalks is not allowed during the sorghum harvest; it is only permitted after the harvest is completed.

Finally, it was almost time to finish work in the afternoon. Luo Jingyan and Luo Changtian finished their task ahead of schedule, called the scorekeeper over to check and record the work points. The team leader then picked up four of the thicker sorghum stalks, cut them down, and let them take them away.

On the way, Luo Jingyan cut the long sorghum stalks into several small sections and gave them to Luo Changtian to eat.

Along the way, they saw many children eating sweet sorghum stalks, as well as adults holding sweet sorghum stalks. They looked very happy and enjoyed the hard-won delicious food.

At the educated youth settlement, both new and veteran educated youth returned with the sweet sorghum stalks they had been given.

Du Yinan disliked the crop stalks in the field; she didn't want them and gave them up.

When she returned to the educated youth settlement, she saw the other educated youths eating sorghum stalks and said disdainfully, "They're like ghosts who starved to death eight hundred years ago, they've never eaten anything good before. Do they think crop stalks are so delicious?"

These words immediately aroused dissatisfaction among others.

Liu Huifang couldn't stand her the most: "Just because your family has a little money doesn't mean you're so great. We don't eat or drink your food, so shut up."

Du Yinan's expression quickly darkened. At this moment, Song Yinglan came over, seemingly acting as a peacemaker, but in reality, she had other motives.

“Du Zhiqing, Huifang has always had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She doesn’t mean any harm, so don’t take it to heart.” She pulled Du Yinan aside and said, “It’s definitely a good thing to have money at home. Who doesn’t want to live a wealthy life? You don’t know, Huifang’s family is not well-off. She has been used to a hard life since she was a child. Don’t hold it against her.”

"So, she can't stand seeing me doing well?" Du Yinan's temper flared up again. "She, she's just a sour grapes, she's jealous of me."

"Alright, Yinan, let's not talk about her anymore, it'll ruin our mood." Song Yinglan said, "Yinan, let me tell you, I've liked you ever since you came to the educated youth settlement. What a wonderful girl you are. Your aloofness isn't because your family treats you so well. If you don't mind, I'll treat you like a little sister from now on."