Just then, Su Dahu and his group returned carrying river clams, their bodies covered in mud, looking like mud monkeys.
Su Hua coughed lightly, "Big brother, you and third brother should freshen up. You can come to the study together later, while third brother will accompany the third young master for a stroll."
Junyan had hoped to hear about sweet potatoes, but upon hearing this, he had no choice but to obediently stop.
Su Bai pulled Zhao into the kitchen. She couldn't get involved in important matters, but with two guests arriving around noon, she needed to quickly prepare more dishes.
In the study.
After Su Hua and the other two sat down, she went straight to the point: "Uncle Qin, you must have heard about the Emperor's decree. The Emperor has ordered me to teach the people of Qingshui County how to grow sweet potatoes."
Although I am skilled in sweet potato cultivation, I know very little about the situation in Qingshui County. Uncle Qin is the top official in Qingshui County, and he must be very knowledgeable about matters inside and outside the county. Today I originally wanted to go to the county to ask Uncle Qin for some advice.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Qin acted faster than me, saving me the trouble of making this trip.
Magistrate Qin waved his hand, his eyes filled with a hint of reverence as he looked at the girl. “Hua’er, you must not use such words again. Hua’er’s risking her life to dig sweet potatoes in the deep mountains and offer them as a gift is a righteous act and a blessing to the people. It is even more of a blessing for me, Qin Fang, to be able to assist you in teaching the people of Qingshui County how to grow sweet potatoes.”
Su Hua shook her head and smiled, "Uncle Qin, I went to Zaozhuang this morning. The sweet potatoes there are growing quite well. However, it's hot today, and if the drought continues, it's hard to predict how things will turn out. I plan to distribute the sweet potato vines to all the people in the county within the next two days, so that things don't change if we delay."
"That's what I think too. The sweet potatoes must be planted as soon as possible." The man nodded, a few strands of worry appearing between his brows.
"This year's weather is a bit baffling. Our Qingshui County is relatively better off in terms of drought because the Qingshui River flows through the county. However, the seven or eight counties north of the prefectural city are almost out of water, but there is no sign of rain at all."
"The situation is so serious in other counties?" Su Hua was shocked to hear this.
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