Transmigrating to a Peasant Family Without Panic, I Relied on Farming to Get Rich

After transmigrating, Lin Yun-chu didn't even have time to feel sentimental before realizing that this peasant family was truly, utterly poor. They lived hand-to-mouth, their thin porridge was ...

Chapter 376 Achievements

Xue Jingran and Lin Yunchu have been working together for quite some time, so he is still a little worried about her.

Lin Yunchu nodded slightly to Lin's father and gave him a wink.

After hearing Lin Yunchu's signal, Lin's father felt a little relieved. He turned around and whispered something to his master.

After hearing what was said, the lawyer raised his head and nodded slightly to County Magistrate Cao. After receiving the signal from County Magistrate Cao, he turned around and gave orders to the workers who came to collect potatoes today.

The sandy land suddenly became bustling with activity. Based on his previous experience, Lin Yunchu specially asked his father to go to the blacksmith shop and have a few large rake-like tools made to order.

This thing is perfect for harvesting crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes.

This era was far too backward. There were no modern harvesting tools, so Lin Yunchu could only use these most primitive farm tools.

This big rake is much more convenient than the hoe I used at the beginning.

When the potato harvest was almost approaching, Father Lin took the rake to show it to his master and asked him to make a few more according to the model, which would make it much more convenient to harvest the potatoes.

Following Magistrate Cao's words, the lawyer also respected Lin's father very much. He had to listen to the Lin family on the matter of potatoes.

Although he knew nothing about farming and was confused when he saw the big rake that Lin's father brought him, he still followed Lin's father's instructions and did it before the potatoes were harvested.

He went to find a blacksmith and had several farm tools made according to the same model.

The men in the front, following the instructions of Lin's father and Lin Qingshan, raised their large rakes and dug into the sand, leaving a deep groove on the ground.

Soon, a lot of potato lumps growing in the sand, densely packed together, were revealed.

"Look, my lord!"

Just by looking at the potatoes exposed by this rake, you can tell that there are quite a lot of potatoes.

The lawyer standing at the edge of the field pointed at a piece of potato sticking out of the ground and shouted excitedly to County Magistrate Cao, unable to contain his joy.

Magistrate Cao looked at the potatoes that were exposed, and there were quite a few of them. His usual serious expression changed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slowly.

Everyone present was also shocked. They didn't expect that this strange-looking thing was so convenient to use. It was much more convenient than the hoes they used every day.

The workers followed Mr. Lin's instructions and quickly dug out a small piece of potato field in the front. Big, round potatoes were lying on the sand, which was a very pleasing sight!

The people gathered around the sandy land all had expressions of shock on their faces, and then they gathered up a small piece of land and looked at the potatoes that had been dug up.

It was obvious that this was definitely a great harvest, and County Magistrate Cao could hardly hide his excitement.

Okay, okay!

The potato harvest seemed to have a high yield, and it was exactly as Lin Yunchu had told him at the beginning.

Moreover, this crop is grown on sandy land. You should know that sandy land is the cheapest land and the cost of planting is the lowest.

The potato harvest has a very high yield and can be planted twice a year. If the entire town promotes its planting, there will be no hungry people in his jurisdiction in the future.

The Lin family had sent some potatoes to his house before, and he had tried them himself for a while. He found that not only could they be used to make delicious dishes, but they could also fill him up.

Magistrate Cao suppressed his excitement. He had already made up his mind that when he returned home in the evening, he would submit a memorial to the court.

If these potatoes can be promoted on a large scale, it is almost unimaginable that the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be short of food next year.

This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people!

County Magistrate Cao raised his head and looked again and again at the workers who were busy working in the sand. He felt that the potatoes all over the ground were very pleasing.

He should write the memorial as soon as he gets home in the evening. This matter cannot be delayed.

There seemed to be a flickering flame in County Magistrate Cao's eyes, and he looked a little impatient at this moment.

The men in front were digging potatoes with great enthusiasm, and the people behind them were picking up the dug potatoes and putting them into the backpacks.

Lin Yunchu stood at the edge of the field, looking at the dug-up potatoes, the corners of her mouth slowly rising. This was almost what she had expected.

The harvest looked good. She looked at County Magistrate Cao not far away with a happy expression on his face. She thought that potato planting would be promoted in Taihe Town next year.

Although it will not be just Qingxi Village that grows potatoes in the future, it is still a matter of benefit to the country and the people, as it will allow everyone to have enough to eat.

It was also her long-cherished wish, so at this moment Lin Yunchu did not feel regretful, but more happy.

Xue Jingran stood beside Lin Yunchu, looking at the expression on her face, and suddenly the anxiety he had in the past few days disappeared. It was just Lin Yunchu's craftsmanship.

Even if other restaurants come up with new potato dishes in the future, they will definitely not be able to compare with Yipintang.

When Xue Jingran thought of this, his mind suddenly became clear.

After the first round of people in front picked up all the potatoes they dug and put them into their backpacks, Father Lin directed the men behind him to continue digging potatoes growing further down.

County Magistrate Cao and his legal advisor were standing by and watching Lin's father's words, very puzzled.

Lin Yunchu curled his lips and explained softly, "There must be something deeper underneath that hasn't been dug out yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big rake dug deeper and dug out a lot of potatoes underneath. It seemed like there were quite a lot of them.

Magistrate Cao opened his eyes wide, and like the legal advisor beside him, he nodded repeatedly as if he had understood something.

So that’s it!

I had even more respect for Father Lin. He was indeed a good farmer and he was very thorough in doing things.

County Magistrate Cao took note of Lin's father in his heart.

Lin Yunchu and his companions worked for a whole day and then returned to Qingxi Village. The rest of the work was done by the master, and the other workers also knew what to do, so there was no need for the Lin family to follow them.

In the evening, Xue Jingran arranged a carriage to take Lin Yunchu, his father and the other two back to Qingxi Village. Before leaving, County Magistrate Cao kept thanking Lin Yunchu.

The potato harvest was far beyond his expectations. He would definitely record Lin Yunchu's achievement in the memorial he wrote to the court.

Lin Yunchu had a calm expression on her face, and just kept nodding. She didn't pay too much attention to what County Magistrate Cao said. She originally just wanted to do a good thing and didn't think too much about it.

Moreover, she had never thought about any achievements for the court.

Although Lin Yunchu didn't think much about it, County Magistrate Cao kept it in mind. When he returned to the county government office in the evening, he began to write a memorial.

The superiors also specifically mentioned the contributions of Lin Yunchu and Lin's father to this matter, and did not take all the credit for themselves. They sent someone to deliver the memorial on the same day it was written.