Thinking of this, Ye Lao Er immediately turned around and asked, "Lao Si, where are the firecrackers you prepared? Why don't you set them off quickly?"
"Oh, yes, firecrackers!" Ye Laosi came back to his senses and quickly took out a lighter, ready to light the firecrackers that had been hanging on the tree at the edge of the field.
Prince Rui also came to his senses from his regret at this time and was about to say a few words to Ye Lao Er to encourage him.
But Qingtian in his arms suddenly twisted his body and leaned forward, trying desperately to look towards the threshing ground.
Prince Rui was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly reached out to support her shoulders and asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
"Father, let me down." Qingtian twisted his body out of Prince Rui's arms and ran into the threshing ground to turn over the rice stalks piled on the side.
Seeing this, Ye Laosi stopped his hand as he was about to light the firecrackers.
Prince Rui also followed Qingtian and walked over: "What's wrong? These have already been threshed."
Qingtian raised his hand and pointed at the rice stalks piled on the threshing ground and said, "Father, have you threshed all the rice you've harvested?"
"Yeah, with so many people watching, nothing will be missed."
Qingtian stamped his feet anxiously and said, "But I clearly saw Grandpa Zhan tie red ropes on many rice stalks before, but now there is not a single red rope tied on these rice stalks!"
Prince Rui was startled and turned to look at Mr. Zhan.
Mr. Zhan had been craning his neck to look over here, but when he heard this, he was completely dumbfounded, like a goose being dragged out by someone by the neck.
"Xiao Liu!" After Mr. Zhan realized what was happening, he quickly turned around and looked for someone. "Where are the rice ears I asked you to hold for me?"
"Ah? Here they are!" The clerk whose name was called ran forward quickly, holding a small basket in his arms, "Mr. Zhan, they are all here!
"You said these were for seed, so I kept them in my arms and didn't even dare put them on the ground!"
But Mr. Zhan slapped him on the back of the head.
“Even if it’s for seed, we still have to calculate the yield per mu first!
"I'm really pissed off by you guys every day."
As Mr. Zhan spoke, he snatched the basket from Xiao Liu's arms, asked someone to clean the ground of the threshing ground, and began to thresh and winnow the grain with his own hands.
The ears of wheat in this small basket are all the biggest and best ones picked by Mr. Zhan, and the grains harvested from them look fuller than others.
He did not pour the winnowed grains into the big basket, but poured them into a wooden bucket separately.
"More than that, more than half a bucket!" Mr. Zhan's hands were very steady when he poured it, but when he held up the wooden bucket to show everyone, his hands began to shake unconsciously.
Two lines of tears rolled down from his sunken eye sockets.
"To see with my own eyes that there will be a day when the north can produce three dan per mu of grain is a reward for my life."
Old Master Zhan stood in the middle of the threshing ground, hugging a wooden bucket and crying.
The other people around didn't know whether to cheer or what to do for a moment. They all looked at each other in silence.
In the end, it was Prince Rui who signaled Ye Laosi to light the firecrackers.
The lively sound of firecrackers spread throughout the village in an instant. Many people who were still working in the fields heard the sound, dropped their sickles and ran over to join in the fun.
The news that Ye Laoer's family produced three stones per mu soon spread throughout the village.
"Three stones? Oh my God! I've never heard of anyone's crops producing so much rice."
"That's right! If Prince Rui hadn't been watching over it from beginning to end, no one would believe it if I told them!"
"No wonder the Ye family set off so many firecrackers. If it were me, I would have set off even more!"
"Apart from anything else, our village will also benefit from the Ye family this year."
"Who says it's not true? A few days ago, someone came to ask if I wanted to sell my rice, and the price they offered was even higher than what you'd pay outside!"
"We will definitely have no trouble selling our village's rice this year!"
"You came too late to see it. The last half bushel of rice that Mr. Zhan threw was amazing. Every one of them was plump. It would be great if we could get some to use as seeds for next year."
"Don't even think about it. Didn't you see how Mr. Zhan held the wooden bucket as if it were his life? These good seeds will definitely be taken away by the Sinong Division in the end."
"We can't get a share of Ye Laoer's land, but I see the crops on the two plots next to his are growing well!"
"Yes, we have to keep the seeds from these two plots of land for ourselves."
After the villagers discussed it, they decided not to wait any longer and all ran to the two families to discuss buying rice seeds.
The firecrackers prepared by the Ye family were finally used up.
Old Mrs. Ye was holding Old Second Ye's hand, and tears were streaming down her face.
"You brothers have all become successful now. Mother is so happy."
"Mom, this is such a happy event, why are you crying?" Ye Laoer said as he pulled his sleeves to wipe his mother's tears, but he didn't realize that his face was already covered with tears.
"Okay, I'm fine." Mrs. Ye said a few words, then put Ye Lao Er's hand into the hands of Ye Er's wife beside her, "You should thank your wife very much for what you have today.
"If it weren't for your wife making clothes in the capital and supporting the family, how could you stay at home and tend to the crops wholeheartedly?"
Seeing so many people around, Mrs. Ye blushed and quickly shook off Ye Laoer's hand. She turned around and supported Old Lady Ye and said, "Mom, everything is ready here. Let me help you go home!"
In the threshing ground, Mr. Zhan had already watched the people from the Sino-Agricultural Department seal up the three baskets of threshed grains, preparing to take them directly back to the capital when the time comes.
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