She thought happily in her heart that she must show it to Qiuhua, Xiaoyue and other friends later. They would definitely like it as much as she did.
As she thought about it, a happy smile spread across her little face, as if she had already seen the envious and surprised expressions of her friends.
Yao Qingshuang put her things away neatly, a satisfied smile on her face.
Then she loudly called out to the people who asked her to help buy things to come and pick up their things.
Soon, everyone arrived and looked at the sack at Yao Qingshuang's feet with anticipation in their eyes.
Yao Qingshuang cleared her throat and said in a clear voice, "Everyone, the things are here. Come and claim them."
Hehehe, when Yao Qingshuang thought of the harvest this time, her heart couldn't help but beam with joy.
She earned more than 100 taels of grain from the village alone.
In fact, she didn't want to earn this money, but she told the village chief that the grain was bought in the provincial capital, and if she didn't accept the money, she would not be able to make up for it.
After all, how could there be food that was free? But her food really was free.
The village chief stood on a high place, looking at the excited people in front of him, his heart filled with relief.
He cleared his throat and prepared to explain Wencheng Niang's contribution to everyone, and then began to distribute the hard-earned food.
"Fellow villagers, please be quiet!" The village chief's loud voice rang out in the crowd. Everyone quickly quieted down and their eyes turned to the village chief.
"Everyone has heard that the city will limit food purchases based on household registration, right?" the village chief asked loudly.
Everyone looked at each other, nodded, and answered in unison: "Village Chief, we all know. This has worried us terribly. If the village hadn't bought grain this time, we really don't know what we would do."
The village chief paused, raised his voice and continued, "This time, if it weren't for Wencheng Niang's kindness, doing good deeds, and helping others, we wouldn't have such good luck.
She's a kindhearted person who always repays kindness. After learning about our village's difficulties, she did everything she could to help us buy food and even managed to transport it out of the city. Our village is the only one that has so much food. Everyone should be grateful to Wencheng Niang for this; she's our village's great benefactor.
When the villagers heard what the village chief said, they were stunned at first, and then they all looked at Yao Qingshuang.
There was undisguised gratitude in their eyes, as if Yao Qingshuang was a god who saved them from danger.
I am also very grateful that there is such a kind-hearted person in the village.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Thank you, Mrs. Yao!"
Immediately afterwards, voices of gratitude rose one after another, echoing over this temporary gathering place.
"This time, the village bought 5,000 jin of grain! Among them, there are 100 jin of rice and 100 jin of white rice. The rice and white flour are both 500 wen per jin. The remaining 4,800 jin are all coarse grains.
The price of these coarse grains was originally fifteen cents per catty, but in order to make it affordable for everyone, the villagers decided to subsidize everyone with seven cents. In this way, every household only needs to spend eight cents to buy coarse grains from the village.
But you have to buy rice and flour yourself. And each household cannot buy more than 150 kilograms of whole grains."
As the news spread, everyone was excited. Buying grain that originally cost fifteen wen for only eight wen was truly a great opportunity.
Everyone was grinning from ear to ear, looking eagerly at the piles of food, their eyes full of desire, just like a hungry wolf seeing fat prey. With these foods, the whole family could survive these difficult days.
When the last few bags of food were opened, the villagers were stunned at first, and then burst into exclamations.
They gathered around the bag, looking at the food inside that they had never seen before, their eyes full of confusion, and they were suddenly at a loss.
The village chief frowned, his heart skipping a beat. How could he distribute the grain if he didn't know what it was?
He quickly sent someone to call Yao Qingshuang over.
"Mother Wencheng, what kind of food is this? How come I've never seen it before?"
The village chief asked anxiously, his eyes full of expectation.
Yao Qingshuang took a look into the bag and understood.
It turned out that the two bags contained sweet potatoes. She secretly regretted that she was too anxious to get the food out and accidentally mixed them in.
In Old Lady Yao’s memory, there were no sweet potatoes in Dayan, no wonder no one knew about it.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, this is called sweet potato. The grain store owner said it's a food from foreign countries. It's amazing, with a very high yield. If we grow it, our village may not have to worry about food in the future."
"These sweet potatoes are sweet, soft, and delicious. They can be steamed and eaten directly. The warm, fragrant aroma is mouth-watering. They can also be used in cooking, and they are delicious no matter how you eat them. If anyone doesn't want these sweet potatoes and thinks they're too novel to try, then I'll buy them and eat them myself."
The village chief's face was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't help asking, "Are these sweet potatoes really that delicious? I've never seen them, let alone eaten them. Are you kidding us?"
"Village chief, how could I lie to you? This sweet potato tastes sweet, just like candied fruit, and has a soft and sticky texture. It's perfect for the elderly with bad teeth and children with few teeth." Yao Qingshuang explained patiently.
The village chief looked at Wen Chengniang's admiring expression and felt a little hesitant. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Then I'll buy ten kilograms and try it."
Da Hu listened from the side and thought that since the village chief was willing to give it a try, he couldn't be left behind, so he also said he wanted to buy ten kilograms.
The other villagers looked at each other and shook their heads.
After all, this was a food they had never seen before, and they didn't dare to try it easily, fearing that it would not taste good and they would waste their money.
In the end, apart from the village chief and Dahu who each bought ten kilograms of sweet potatoes, no one else was interested.
Seeing this, Yao Qingshuang decided to buy the remaining sweet potatoes with her own money.
Anyway, these sweet potatoes are not expensive, and it would be nice to bring them home for my family to try. Maybe everyone will like them.
In these difficult days, food is particularly precious.
Mrs. Li's house.
Mrs. Li's eyes seemed to be glued to her daughter-in-law, closely watching her every move of scooping rice and cooking. There was a stinging look in her eyes, as if she was afraid that her daughter-in-law would accidentally waste the food that she had bought with great difficulty.
Her skinny body leaned forward slightly, her neck stretched out, and the wrinkles on her face seemed even deeper because of her focused expression, like gullies cracked in the dry land.
After everyone left, only Mrs. Li and the pile of food were left.
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