Everyone was amazed by the yield of this crop called "potato," and exclamations and cheers filled the fields.

Some people even lit fires right there in the fields and buried smaller potatoes in the flames, wanting to see if they would really taste as good as rumored when roasted.

Because the potatoes were small, they were cooked in no time, and a very unique aroma wafted out from the fire.

The aroma was so enticing that the people nearby were starting to feel hungry. They had never smelled anything like it before, and having not had a proper meal all winter, they were all eager to try it.

Take the roasted potatoes out, skewer them with a twig, and peel off the charred skin little by little to reveal the yellow flesh inside. Blow on them gently a few times, take a small bite, and you'll be won over by their soft, chewy, and slightly grainy texture.

It tastes great even without salt.

Everyone was happier.

Although the general had previously said they could try the potato seeds, who would be willing to do that?

With this high-yield grain, they no longer had to go hungry before the autumn harvest, unlike in previous years.

The potatoes were carried home basket by basket, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles. Shen Xingmian, who was watching from a distance, was also in a good mood.

This is exactly the scene she has been longing for.

What she most wanted to do for the North was to give these people living in suffering renewed hope for the future.

The potato production was so large that the people of the North simply couldn't eat it all.

So Shen Zhiheng arranged for a caravan to transport potatoes to the neighboring prefectural city to sell them. The price was much cheaper than that of white rice, but not particularly cheap.

After all, this item is unique to their northern border, and selling it for such a low price is practically a steal.

However, they didn't expect to make a fortune from this. In Shen Zhiheng's mind, all the people were ordinary people, innocent, and people he wanted to ensure had enough to eat.

Therefore, there is no longer any situation where money is being made from ordinary people.

But if grain merchants wanted to take it away, the price wouldn't be so cheap; seeds and grains are never the same price.

After the potatoes are harvested, cabbage is usually planted in the field, since it won't be idle. But no one can eat that much cabbage.

Other crops have a longer growth cycle, and if they don't mature before the frost comes, all the work will be for nothing.

In the end, she decided to plant potatoes again, since the seeds she cultivated with her supernatural abilities were highly resistant to pests and diseases, so she wasn't afraid of them.

As for the sweet potatoes, they are already growing in other fields.

You should also grow more cabbage. Sauerkraut is an important vegetable for northerners in winter. Shen Xingmian likes it very much, whether it's stewed with meat or used to make dumplings.

Once the people have stored up enough grain, we can sell them some of the chicks and piglets at a low price, or they can return the chicks the following year.

As things develop gradually, hardworking people will soon be able to eat their fill, and then slowly start eating meat.

Thinking of such a prospect, Shen Xingmian felt a warmth in her heart, feeling that her arrival had finally made a small contribution to this era.

If Heaven truly has a formula for calculating merit, then it wouldn't be a waste to give her a second chance at life.

The potatoes couldn't be harvested in a day; digging them out of the ground was quite tiring. However, now that there were seeds available outside, the Northern Territory could continue to develop stably even without Shen Xingmian.

She doesn't have much of a concept of national hatred or personal grievances here. All countries are so small; several combined can't even compare to her motherland.

In her eyes, what's the point of fighting? What's the point of fighting? Unification would solve everything.

Therefore, she thought that if the Northern Di people wanted to buy potato seeds, she should sell them to them. Once they had enough food to eat and had some left over, there would be no need for them to travel so far to rob them.

She had been a little worried that her idea would seem too absurd to her grandparents and would be rejected, but to her surprise, they agreed after only a little thought.

Indeed, some people have a profound and generous love for the world.

Shen Xingmian was born in a peace-loving country and would immediately extend a helping hand when other countries are in trouble.

But the people here are different. The national and personal grievances are too great for them, so she didn't expect things to turn out this way.

Of course, she would be happy to see this outcome.

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Time flew by, and soon a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes arrived, once again astonishing everyone in the North. Merchants who had heard the news had also arrived in the North early on, intending to make this big deal.

They made a fortune from taking the potatoes out before, so they certainly couldn't let this opportunity slip by.

Shen Xingmian originally wanted to give the business to her second uncle and the Lin family, but when she thought that most of the business was in Linyue territory, she worried that they would be targeted by the emperor.

In that case, it would be a case of losing more than you gain.

It's not too late to make money after we can guarantee their safety.

Besides, she no longer had any desire for money. Looking into the distance, there were many sprawling mines. She could easily spend a few days there and bring back a small gold mine.

Why bother doing business?

Her original intention in doing all this was simply to ensure that everyone here could have enough to eat.

She didn't bother studying any schemes to keep the people ignorant. She just wanted everyone to have enough to eat and wear first, and then deal with those who were just looking for trouble.

Anyway, I'm just idling around.

If someone else said this, it would sound like bragging, but as time went by, Shen Xingmian's superpowers were no longer comparable to his former amateur level.

Honestly, she has nothing to be afraid of now.

Then came a bumper corn harvest. The emergence of these three grains almost directly solved the problem of food and clothing for the people.

These seeds of hope that gave the people were all bestowed upon them by the "goddess" of the Shen family army in the northern border.

For a time, Shen Xingmian, this "Goddess," was incredibly popular among the people.

Fortunately, very few people have actually seen her, otherwise she really wouldn't need to leave the house.

Shen Xingmian did not slack off despite her enhanced abilities; instead, she lived a fulfilling and hardworking life every day.

She did have the idea of ​​lying down, but she was only thirteen years old, and she felt really bad about lying down so early.

He never stopped practicing calligraphy, and after returning home, he received guidance from his "famous teacher" Luo Qi'an, which made him improve very quickly.

By autumn, her handwriting had become quite presentable.

The person most gratified by this was Shen Zhiheng.

He thought his precious child was indifferent to this, that he would just be writing ugly characters for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, the child suddenly had a change of heart and started cursing himself.

He learned the word "卷" (juǎn, meaning roll or curl) from his son, Guāi Bāo, and thought it was very fitting.

Seeing that each of his children was more and more diligent than the last, even the youngest, Shen Jun, was anxious to catch up with his older brothers and sisters, Shen Zhiheng couldn't be more gratified.