"Make sure you clean it thoroughly. If you don't, next time I'll just throw the sewage into your house." Lin Yuxi's dark eyes swept over her, lingering on her for a moment.
Wang Xiulan's face flushed red, and she dared not throw a tantrum anymore, so she could only respond.
The crowd was puzzled as to how Wang Xiulan dared to provoke Lin Yuxi. She had beaten Zhao Xiaotong to the ground and even received a certificate of bravery on the train. The night before, she had killed two wolves. If a fight broke out, Wang Xiulan would be no match for her.
The villagers shuddered at the thought. They knew they had better stay as far away from Lin Yuxi as possible; they couldn't afford to mess with her.
The matter was resolved, and the others dispersed.
The mud-brick house was no longer a viable place. Fortunately, the mud was only spilled in the yard, but the smell was still quite strong. Zhang Shufang used the chicken feather as an order to direct Wang Xiulan to work.
"Wang Xiulan, you'd better clean the floor properly, or you'll spill your poop and pee." Zhang Shufang smirked, gloating.
Wang Xiulan squatted on the ground and sneered, "You think you're any better off? You got covered in chicken droppings, slapped by your own man, and now you have to watch over the yard for a capitalist's daughter. Zhang Shufang, you're not ashamed, but I'm ashamed."
"That's still better than some people stabbing themselves in the back. Now they can only suffer the consequences of their own actions." Zhang Shufang scoffed. When it comes to verbal sparring, Wang Xiulan was no match for her.
"Pah! How could you, a gossipy woman, be any better than me?"
...
Lin Yuxi was unaware that the two of them were arguing fiercely in the mud-brick house.
Anyway, it was early, and she didn't have to work these days, so Cao Wang invited her to the village office.
"You should rest well these few days. If they cause any more trouble, just come and find me."
Lin Yuxi looked at him with some surprise. Cao Wang was in his fifties or sixties, but he looked older than his actual age, appearing to be close to seventy. He was thin and still had to manage all the affairs of the village.
"It's alright, I can handle these little things."
Cao Wang was taken aback, but then he understood when he thought of the two wolves from the previous night.
"Village Party Secretary, we've compiled the grain yield statistics for Huangtupo. The raw grain yield is only 345 jin." Suddenly, a person walked in from outside, holding a piece of paper. When she saw Lin Yuxi, she was taken aback.
Luo Yueying?
Cao Wang didn't notice the few seconds she was distracted, and was immediately stunned when he heard her words, "How could there only be 345 jin of raw grain? Could there be a mistake in the weighing?"
There was a moment of silence in the village office.
Luo Yueying spread out the numbers recorded on the paper and placed them on his desk.
Cao Wang was sweating profusely as he read, scribbled calculations on paper and pen, "According to our process, after threshing and removing the husk, 100 jin of raw wheat yields an extra 70 jin of flour, so that's 375 jin..."
"After threshing, removing the husks, and further processing, 345 jin of raw grain can yield about 240 jin of wheat flour."
"you……"
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