Chapter 493 Points Explode



This statement is tantamount to giving a dying person fifty years of life.

The disaster victims cheered on the spot.

"Many thanks to Manager Yan for saving my life!"

One person took the lead, and others followed suit, until all 50,000 people outside the city knelt down.

They kowtowed in gratitude towards the direction of the city.

Meanwhile, Yan Xia was on her way home.

A sharp pain shot through my head.

She squatted on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

[Target person detected]

Name: Zhang Daniu

Age: 26

[Favorability: 100]

[Congratulations, host, you have earned 100 points]

[Target person detected]

Name: Xu Caitou

Age: 49

[Favorability: 100]

[Congratulations, host, you have earned 100 points]

[Target person detected]

Name: Liu Tieguo

Age: 38

[Favorability: 100]

[Congratulations, host, you have earned 100 points]

[Target person detected]

Name: Chen Xiaohua

Age: 6 years old

[Favorability: 100]

[Congratulations, host, you have earned 100 points]

[...]

【........】

The system's audio kept playing, and Yan Xia fainted from the pain.

He was so frightened that he picked her up.

They were sent back to the manor.

Two days later, Yan Xia finally woke up.

The room was packed with people.

"How long did I sleep this time?" Yan Xia's face was a little pale, unlike the two previous times she had fainted.

When she woke up this time, her lips weren't dry at all.

“Mom, you’ve slept for two whole days.” Chang Yi buried her head in Yan Xia’s chest.

He speaks with a nasal tone.

"Don't be afraid, Mother is fine. She was just too excited and fainted. Mother is alright." Yan Xia noticed her youngest daughter's emotions and comforted her.

One hour later.

After her family left, Yan Xia closed her eyes again.

She unexpectedly gained over three million points by donating grain.

This is truly a pleasant surprise.

Late January, Lunar New Year's Eve.

What used to be one serving of plain porridge a day has become two servings a day.

The porridge has also become much thicker.

It's so thick that you have to use a spoon to scoop it up, otherwise you can't drink it.

Compared to last year, the people are much better off this year. Lu Cunshan ordered the officials to organize the disaster victims and have the men build wooden houses on a wasteland outside the city. They then laid straw on the beds and put on quilts, which became a small home that could shelter them from the wind and rain.

Even if all the able-bodied men in the family die, there's no need to worry, women can hold up the sky too.

Many people help each other.

They were successfully resettled.

That wasteland was transformed into a village, and the disaster victims begged Yan Xia to name the village.

Yan Xia thought about it all night.

Only then did we decide on the word "hope".

From then on, the disaster victims had a home; they were villagers of Xiwang Village, Shuangqiao Town, Jiashu County.

Soon, April arrived.

Because of two snowfalls during the winter, the parched land became moist, and the people picked up their farming tools and began to hoe the land in preparation for reclaiming wasteland.

Don't underestimate them just because they are disaster victims and have fled here.

But the farm tools will absolutely not be sold.

With farm tools, there was hope for survival.

Meanwhile, inside the county government office, both Yan Xia and Lu Cunshan had solemn expressions.

"Is what you're saying true?" Even though Lu Cunshan trusted Yan Xia completely, he couldn't believe that there was such a thing as a drought-resistant rice variety that could be grown without paddy fields, and that it could be harvested in just two months, with a yield of over 500 jin per mu!

"Of course, each mu can yield at least 500 jin, and sometimes as much as 700 or 800. It is also drought-resistant and can be planted without paddy fields, even wasteland. If the sun is not too strong this year, it can be harvested in two months! I bought this rice seed from a blond-haired merchant. I didn't believe it at first, but the rice I casually scattered in my backyard actually grew big and heavy. So I bought a piece of land and planted this rice seed. Otherwise, where would the grain I donated come from? I know you don't believe me, but it's better to try than to harvest nothing."

Last May, the temperature soared, causing all the rice she planted to wither and lose a lot of rice seeds.

Yan Xia transported all the remaining rice seeds in her home to the county government office and told Lu Cunshan about its yield.

"These rice seeds can only be planted on a maximum of 500 mu of land. If you trust me, you can distribute them to the people. If you don't trust me, there's nothing I can do."

Yan Xia didn't want to explain anymore.

She couldn't very well let the system in her mind greet Lu Cunshan, could she?

I believe you.

Lu Cunshan hesitated for three seconds before nodding.

He would believe it based on the amount of grain Yan Xia donated.

If it's rice seed and it can't be grown, he can simply take off his official hat and atone with his death.

He was content to have lived this long; if Yan Xia hadn't come that day, he would have died long ago.

By mid-April, all the seeds distributed by Lu Cunshan had been planted.

It wasn't just the 80,000 disaster victims, but also the people who originally belonged to Jiashu County.

Yes.

The number of disaster victims has increased again.

That damned Magistrate Xu Wenyan of Jiangnan actually raised taxes when there was no harvest at all! From 40% to 60%, and they collected taxes before the grain had even been planted. If you can't pay the taxes, no problem, just give them the money!

This led to many people from Jiangnan County fleeing the area.

They were about to lose their lives.

What's the point of staying at home?

Of course, there were also people in Jiashu County who refused to accept rice seeds.

They owned a prime piece of land and believed that the drought would not last for three consecutive years, and were convinced that it would rain this year.

Planting these seeds of unknown origin is such a waste of the land.

The officials did not insist.

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