The millet and sorghum in Yue Jiuyue's family have all been harvested, and now the family is digging sweet potatoes in the field.
They grow quite a lot of sweet potatoes. Yue Jiuyue decided not to cut them this year. Some will be kept for planting, some will be for their own consumption, and the rest she wants to sell in town or county. Not raw sweet potatoes, she wants to sell roasted sweet potatoes.
She saw roasted sweet potatoes for sale on the street and impulsively decided to buy one. However, she didn't expect that a sweet potato the size of her palm would cost more than ten yuan. It was practically a sweet potato assassin. She was already tired of eating this at home. If she weren't so shy, she wouldn't have wanted it.
Back then, every household in the surrounding villages grew sweet potatoes, and roasted sweet potatoes could fetch such a high price in the city. Now, in this fictional dynasty, sweet potatoes are a new species, and the price is practically whatever she sets. Just thinking about it makes her grin from ear to ear.
Their family is about to become rich!
Just imagining herself becoming a wealthy woman with a fortune, never having to eat those wretched wild vegetable buns, sweet potato leaves, and sweet potato stems again, but instead having things like bird's nest, shark fin, and abalone, made Yue Jiuyue very happy.
With this mindset, Yue Jiuyue worked with great enthusiasm, carrying baskets of sweet potatoes weighing over 100 pounds home one trip after another.
"Excuse me, is this Lin Jiaming's land?"
The magistrate climbed from the west mountain to the back mountain, a very strenuous climb. He was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and looked quite disheveled. His feet were probably blistered.
But with the achievement beckoning him from the front, he was determined to brave any danger, even if it meant facing mountains of knives and seas of fire.
"???"
The whole family looked at the uncle/little brother who suddenly appeared with the same question mark on their faces. It took them a while to understand. Wasn't that their father/original owner's husband's name?
"Oh, yes, why are you looking for my dad?"
Lin Chaodong asked, puzzled.
Their father has been dead for so many years, yet people still come knocking on their door. Could it be that their father owed someone money when he was young and hasn't paid it back?
But then I thought it was impossible. Their father was just an honest and simple farmer. How could he possibly know someone of such status, let alone be able to borrow money from him? It was impossible.
"No, I just wanted to ask about the new grain you found in your house—sweet potatoes. I'd like to learn more about them. If they're really as the villagers say, I'd like to discuss a business deal with you."
The county magistrate was almost led astray by Lin Chaodong, and his words slipped out, even using the self-reference "I".
"I'm sorry, we don't sell our sweet potatoes."
Lin Chaodong refused outright.
Before the autumn harvest, they had already held a family meeting, and they decided that this year's sweet potatoes absolutely could not be sold.
Sweet potatoes were a new food source discovered in their home. The reason they provided sweet potato seedlings to the villagers for free was simply to avoid trouble, to get through this famine together, and to prevent others from taking advantage of them.
But now the sweet potatoes have been planted for a year, and the planting area has spread to a extent that Yue Jiuyue could not have imagined. Although other people's harvests are not as good as Yue Jiuyue's, as long as there are sweet potato vines, the leaves and stems of the sweet potatoes are edible, so that many families who are starving do not have to take risks for food or flee famine to find a way to survive.
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