Early the next morning.
When Liu Yingying got up, she noticed some puddles on the ground in the yard, which told her that it had rained lightly again last night.
In this way, this year's crops will not face the predicament of total crop failure.
Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly ran towards the vegetable garden behind the house…
After being nourished by the rain, the sweet potato vines grew even more lush, and the sweet potatoes could even be faintly seen beneath the thin layer of soil...
She went back and got a shovel, then carefully dug up the roots of a sweet potato plant.
With just one shovelful, you can see a sweet potato about half the size of an adult's head emerging from the soil!
That's amazing!
Under normal circumstances, the growth cycle of sweet potatoes takes at least four to five months, but her sweet potato vines have only been planted for a month at most.
After much thought, Liu Yingying concluded that the only explanation was that the growth time of the crop seeds she had redeemed from the mall had been greatly shortened.
In this way, she could only buy enough land to make a living by growing these crops.
It might even indirectly promote the development of human civilization in this era...
Because in the 21st century, when she lived, there were a total of seven billion people in the world, and the fundamental reason for such a large population was the abundance of food.
However, in ancient times, due to the backwardness of technology, planting techniques and the types of crops that could be grown were very limited.
This led to low grain yields.
Therefore, the population in ancient times was pitifully small compared to that of modern times.
Liu Yingying remembers.
Sweet potatoes were introduced to China in the late Ming Dynasty.
It was precisely because of this abundant food that the population exploded during the Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong reigns.
Since she arrived here, she has witnessed firsthand how terrible the famine was; people were often seen starving to death by the roadside...
She believes that if these sweet potatoes can be planted on a large scale in the future, it will greatly solve the problem of food for the people!
Breakfast was the result of Liu Yingying and Zhao Di's joint efforts.
Millet porridge with an egg, plus a steamed sweet potato cut into quarters.
The three children were seeing this for the first time and found it very novel.
"It smells so good! What's this called?"
"It looks delicious..." Zhu Jiafu licked his fingers, drool dripping from his mouth...
Zhu Jiawang: "I think this thing looks a lot like the one we grow in our backyard?"
Zhao Di looked smug; "You two lazybones, you never participate in household chores, and now you don't even recognize this sweet potato anymore?"
"Sweet potato? You're calling this a sweet potato?" The two brothers looked at her in unison.
Zhao Di: "That's right, this is the crop that Liu Niang transplanted from Xijiu Mountain last time. It's called sweet potato!"
The three siblings were discussing the sweet potatoes in the bowl when Liu Yingying came out of the kitchen.
"Alright, hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, the three of you will come with me to the fields to clear the land!"
The three children naturally dared not object.
After breakfast, the family went to the fields.
Zhu Jianqiang, after all, had the advantage of being a scholar. Before his accident, he actually made a decent living by writing calligraphy for others and winning poetry competitions.
At least in Taoyuan Village, the Zhu family was the most prosperous.
Therefore, when he had money, he bought some land, but it was later divided up by Zhu Erqiang and Zhu Sanqiang.
But now, those two families have returned all the land.
But Liu Yingying had visited all the fields that had been returned, and the situation was complicated...
Zhu Sanqiang's family's land is in slightly better condition; at least it wasn't left to lie fallow.
But Zhu Erqiang was a craftsman who was away from home working for others all year round, so the farm work at home could only be left to Ma Qiumei.
But Ma Qiumei was a lazy bum who let the weeds in the fields grow better than a person.
Then came a severe drought that lasted for several months.
At this moment, the withered yellow grass, when lit with fire, burst into flames...
Looking at the raging fire in front of him, Zhu Jiafu seemed to remember something and, somewhat frightened, hid behind Liu Yingying.
Looking at the ashes left after the fire, Liu Yingying nodded in satisfaction.
It's a good thing this isn't in the 21st century.
There are currently no reports of people being imprisoned for arson, nor are there any warnings from experts suggesting a ban on farmers burning straw.
Otherwise, these weeds in the fields would really give her a headache!
The mother and her three children worked until noon, barely managing to cultivate less than half an acre of land, with no end in sight to their goal.
Zhu Jiawang and Zhu Jiafu were still young, and now the sun was shining brightly on them again.
The two brothers simply slumped to the ground, looking exhausted and complaining.
Zhao Diguan was a patient and tolerant person. Wanting to help Liu Yingying with more work, she silently continued to work diligently...
Liu Yingying put down her hoe and glanced at the three siblings.
These children are all at an age where they're growing, we can't really overwork them...
Actually, let alone three children, even she herself had reached her limit after hunching over and hoeing the ground all morning.
She never knew that farm work was so tiring!
"It's already noon, let's go home!"
"Yay! Finally, it's lunchtime!"
Upon hearing Liu Yingying say they could go home, the Zhu brothers shouldered their farming tools and rushed towards the village...
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