Ye Yuran: "..."

After working as a county magistrate for a few months, I really got into the role!

It usually takes three or four months for sweet potatoes to be harvested. Ye Yuran estimated that Qingyuan County was planted a little far away and relied on rice transplants. He was afraid that the harvest would not be good, so he waited until almost November before notifying the people who planted it.

sweet potato.

Among these ordinary people, many of them had already eaten the sweet potatoes transported from Zhujia Village thousands of miles away. When they learned that the crops in their own fields could be harvested, they quickly picked up their hoes and came down.

"My dear! The county magistrate's mother said before that these sweet potatoes are easy to grow, and you can harvest whatever you sow. I didn't expect it to be true..."

An old woman looked at the sweet potatoes she dug out and was pleasantly surprised.

She planted it on the edge of the field. She just dug it casually and didn't apply any fertilizer, and several sweet potatoes grew.

Um!

It wasn't as big as the ones she bought at the market, but these few were picked up for free. Just twenty or thirty of them could make a basket full.

"Oh, call me the old lady!" The person next to her heard this and said something to her.

"Yes, yes, madam... look, the sweet potato seedlings planted in my house have grown, there are so many." The aunt's face was filled with joy.

"I see, mine has grown too. Don't throw away the sweet potato vines. Clean them up according to the method. They can still be used next year."

"I know, I know. You can tell me how to deal with it later."

"Also, don't dig up these sweet potatoes until they get rotten. Be careful. Only the good ones can survive the winter. Don't eat them all. Save some for next year. Although the county government will also save them, the seedlings are limited.

, each family won’t be able to share much next year, so if you can keep as many seeds as possible for yourself, it will be good to distribute them to relatives and friends then.”

"Oh, if you didn't tell me earlier, I would have dug up several of them."

The man's mouth twitched: "Who told you to move so fast?"

…

Across Qingyuan County, there are many people like Auntie who enjoy harvesting sweet potatoes.

They all also received news from the county government, asking them to harvest it carefully and keep it for planting next year. Even if they and their relatives and friends have a lot, they can sell it next year.

As for those who didn't get the sweet potato vine, they were all extremely envious.

"If I had known I would have joined in right then."

"Who told you not to go? It wasn't you who thought it was troublesome at the time. You thought those few vines were useless and didn't want to touch them? Do you understand now? The old lady said they were for you to plant for fun, but in fact they are all useful.

of."

Someone complained: "The old lady doesn't know how to explain clearly."

Suddenly someone was dissatisfied and retorted: "How can I explain it clearly? The old lady also said that she doesn't know whether this thing is suitable for growing here. She has never grown it. Let us see and plant it. If it is planted well,

You can plant it on a large scale next year. If it doesn't work, then you should stop thinking about it. You don't want to work hard yourself, and you want to take advantage of this, so you think the whole world is surrounding you?"

The man blushed for a while and found an excuse to hide away.

Zhuangzi also accepted Xu Yujin's side.

What she collected here was reserved for sowing. Except for picking some out and eating them herself, the rest were dug into the cellar and collected.

"Mom, you are the one who acted quickly. I originally wanted to wait until next year to make arrangements, but with your intervention, the common people have tasted the sweetness of growing sweet potatoes. Next year, they don't need me to publicize it everywhere, they will know it themselves." Zhu San looked happy.

As soon as Ye Yuran's sweet potatoes were harvested, even if the harvest did not reach the maximum yield of sweet potatoes, the people of Qingyuan County were pleasantly surprised. Many people who had relatives and relatives in the yamen used their favors to inquire, including Cao County Cheng, the oily man.

Some old man also came to get close to Zhu Santao, wanting to find out about the sweet potatoes.

Zhu San’s plan is naturally not just about growing sweet potatoes.

But without Ye Yuran's initiative, it would be difficult to promote these things that are unfamiliar to the people of Qingyuan County on a large scale.

But things are different now. Ye Yuran led some people around him to try growing sweet potatoes. When they ate them, they found that they could fill their stomachs just like grain. How could they not be surprised?

Ye Yuran said with a smile: "They know now, but we don't have many seeds left, so you have to make good arrangements here. It's best to do the same as our hometown, set up a pilot and promote it bit by bit. I would rather

The pace should be slower, and the pace should be slower, and you should not disregard the life and death of the people just for the sake of speed."

"Mom, don't worry, I won't do it."

…

Zhu San summarized the "Planting Pilot" work in Zhujiacun and compiled the "Qingyuan County Planting Pilot Work Plan" based on the situation in Qingyuan County.

He was afraid that he had made some omissions, so he went to discuss with Master Luo Qiushan, Cao Xiancheng and others to check for any omissions.

After all, one person is short-term and two are long-term. In addition, Cao Xiancheng is a local and must know the local situation better than outsiders like them. It is safer to have him as a consultant.

Soon, they decided on the general direction of the "pilot plan" for the coming year, and arranged for personnel to go to each village to understand the situation and conduct actual inspections to see which village was more suitable.

The fire pit was still being built, and the house was still being repaired. Unexpectedly, the county government was planning to launch a "pilot plan" again, and many well-informed Li Zheng started to inquire about it.

Those who are bolder sign up directly and want their village to be a pilot village; those who are less courageous are still waiting and watching, expressing their willingness to be a second batch.

No matter which one you choose, registration is voluntary.

Finally, Zhu San and the others decided on a place called "Peach Blossom Village".

It is called Peach Blossom Village, not because there are many peach blossoms here, but because there used to be a girl named "Peach Blossom". In order to save her last ration of food for her parents, she starved to death on the hillside outside the village when she went out to dig wild vegetables.

Later this village was called Peach Blossom Village.

This year, Ye Yuran celebrated the New Year outside for the first time.

To be honest, the conditions in Qingyuan County are much better than when Ye Yuran first arrived in Zhujiacun, but after living this year, he still feels that they are not as good as those in Zhujiacun.

Unknowingly, it has been a while since Ye Yuran came to this world, and they have become her real "family".

Perhaps, this is a golden nest and a silver nest, not as good as your own doghouse!

Ye Yuran thought.

Thousands of miles away, in the Earth Temple in Zhujia Village, Gan Yixian felt lonely in his heart.

He looked at the prosperous fireworks in Zhujiacun, but he was missing the person in his heart.

"well……"

Gan Yixian sighed softly.

That woman is also serious about not being able to stay in her own territory, so she insists on running so far away.

I don’t even know how to come back during the Chinese New Year. Isn’t it true that people in the mortal world love their homes very much?

Why did he feel that this woman didn't seem to have the thoughts he had in mind?

The tree beside him seemed to sense something, swaying its branches and tugging at the corner of Gan Yixian's robe.

Gan Yixian turned his head and looked at the small tree that was almost as tall as him, feeling helpless: "Why are you pulling on me? Didn't I water you with fairy dew?"

Damn it, what kind of bad intentions can a little Shuya who can't talk have?

I just don't want him to be alone.

Gan Yixian complained: "You are not her."
Chapter completed!