Murong Yu, who was standing to the side, stopped peeling the sweet potato and just stared at it intently.
After finishing her meal, Mu Qing looked up and saw Murong Yu holding a sweet potato. Thinking it was for him and wanting to peel one for him, she reached out her hand and said, "Give it to me."
When the peeled sweet potato was handed to his mouth, Murong Yu took a bite from Mu Qing's hand, looking silly. Mu Qing was taken aback, then chuckled, "So, A-Yu wanted me to feed him." She then looked at Murong Yu with a playful expression.
Looking at the boy's vivid features, Murong Yu said, almost as if possessed, "Hmm."
Realizing what she had said, she blushed slightly, feeling a little flustered.
The next morning, Mu Qing told Old Man Li how to plant sweet potatoes. The Bai family's farm still had twenty acres of land vacant, as the crops in the fields had not survived the continuous rain.
When Old Man Li heard Mu Qing explain that sweet potatoes could be planted by simply cutting the vines into small sections with scissors, and that after planting them, they could harvest the same sweet fruits they had eaten the day before in five or six months, he was overjoyed. He called Li Dashan and went out to dig the ground, while Ah Xiu and Old Lady Li stayed home to cut the vines. The group worked together and finished planting the sweet potato vines they had brought back the day before in half a day.
Mu Qing and Murong Yu went to Xiling Mountain again. Mu Qing encouraged the vines to grow in the valley, and Murong Yu transported the vines to the mountain. There they met Zhang Huaien and his group, who had brought villagers from Shanghe Village to help them find sweet potatoes. Murong Yu then instructed them to deliver the vines to the Bai family's farm in Xiling Village.
Xiling Village
When the village chief of Xiling Village learned that the Bai family was planting crops on their farm, he gathered all the able-bodied men in the village to help.
In this way, Mu Qing induced childbirth, Murong Yu transported the vines out of the valley, the group from Shanghe Village helped to transport them to Bai Family Estate, and the villagers from Xiling Village helped with planting. In one day, Bai Family's twenty acres of land were fully planted.
Grange
Mu Qing: "Ayu, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the capital with you tomorrow."
Murong Yu felt a little downcast upon hearing this, but he could roughly guess the reason: "Is it because of the sweet potato planting?"
Mu Qing nodded: "At this time of year, if I'm not here, the sweet potato harvest probably won't be good, and besides..."
Mu Qing explained his plan to encourage the Bai family's sweet potato seedling cultivation, so that all the disaster-stricken villages in Jiangnan could plant sweet potatoes and find a way to allow them to harvest them before the end of the year.
Mu Qing: "In this way, the famine problem of the disaster-stricken people this year should be solved."
Murong Yu naturally had no reason to disagree. After they agreed, they each went back to their rooms to sleep.
When Mu Qing woke up the next day, Murong Yu had already left, leaving behind five people, An Yi, An Er... An Wu, to help Mu Qing.
Dujiang Wharf
Murong Yu, Duan Yang, Huangfu Hua and their entourage boarded the Huangfu family's cargo ship and set off for the capital.
Xiling Mountain Farm
Mu Qing: "Big Brother An."
An Yi appeared: "Young Master Mu Qing, what are your orders?"
An Er followed and said, "Yes, yes, Young Master Mu Qing, just give us your orders if you need anything. We brothers will make sure to handle it perfectly for you."
Mu Qing took out several letters and said, "Brothers, please help convey this message to the local officials in Jiangnan, asking them to bring the village chiefs of each village to the Xiling Village estate tomorrow."
An Yi and the others said "Okay," took the letter, and left.
In the afternoon, Mu Qing released wood energy into the fields, causing the vines to grow rapidly. By evening, all twenty mu of sweet potatoes had ripened, yielding approximately two thousand kilograms per mu. Villagers who saw the green lights and the rapidly spreading sweet potato vines knelt and bowed towards the fields, chanting, "Heaven bless us! Holy Son bless us..."
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