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Chapter 119 Ah! Autumn!

The Golden Autumn October does not exist at all in this era, because September is the last season of harvest, and July in the lunar calendar is already considered the beginning of autumn. Therefore, our ancestors full of wisdom and romance called July the Autumn Moon, New Autumn.

August is the prime month, and September is the autumn month...

The so-called season means the last, so even in later competitions, championship, runner-up, and third runner-up are used in order.

Although September is the last autumn, the autumn tiger is still very powerful. The sun shines on them as if it is competing with the farmers.

But even so, the farmers in the fields waved their farm tools without any hesitation, and even used more force. They didn't care about anything but the food in the fields.

Food is their root, what they rely on for survival and dependence. At this time in the village, if anyone is idle, they will be pointed at and scolded by the elderly.

Even so, you can't talk back, otherwise these old people will be kind enough to "break" your legs.

At this time, the old people who love their children and grandchildren the most will drive their children to the ground. Even the most simple farmers know that this is not to make the children suffer, but to let them remember where their roots are.

The farm in Laojunguan is a different story. If the ordinary farm harvest is a joyful harvest, then the people here have entered a playground.

The potato flowers have already bloomed and the vines have begun to wither. This scene is a very bad phenomenon in the eyes of Lan Jizong and others, because most crops should start to turn golden in autumn when they are about to be harvested.

But in Ye An's opinion, it was very good. He planned to wait a little longer. If it was too tender, it would easily peel when dug out, and if it was still watery after eating, it would not be easy to put it aside.

But time waits for no one, mainly because Lan Jizong waits for no one. His patience with Xiangrui has reached its limit, and he wants to dig out all the potatoes and send them to Tokyo now.

When Qi Guangsui, the Luozi of the Imperial City Division, conveyed what Lan Jizong saw and heard to Tokyo City, Liu E issued an order to exempt the entire Yangcheng Township from taxes, and at the same time showed mercy by giving the victims of Yangcheng County wasteland that they had reclaimed during the disaster.

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As long as you have land, you have nothing to worry about. The land in Yangcheng County is good, even the wasteland is excellent. The victims cheered and immediately used all the credit and praise on the emperor and the queen mother. As for Ye An...

Who is Ye An?

Isn't "Yangcheng Yelang" a talented person who came out of the peaceful and prosperous times under the rule of the Queen Mother of the official family? In the final analysis, it is the Queen Mother and the official family that we have to thank!

So Ye An could only squat in the field of Laojun Temple and shine, while waiting for the harvest of potatoes and the rewards from the government of this era...

Although the growing vines began to cry to death, the land began to arch upward and even crack. This was the best "good medicine" to comfort Lan Jizong and others.

When the ground cracks and bulges, it means that the potatoes underground are mature and large enough to reach the ground.

Under the words of Ye An, the little god, a group of people who had been waiting for a long time rushed into the field. The farmers around him squatted on the field ridges curiously and expectantly.

It's not that farmers don't want to go to the fields to harvest these fine seeds, which are called auspicious seeds, but that they are not qualified...

The people take food as their first priority, and the country takes food as its foundation!

Even the emperor has to personally help the plows during the spring plowing every year. This is the great destiny of the world!

The emperor personally carries the work to the grassland... The three princes, nine ministers, princes, and officials work hard to cultivate the imperial status. The emperor recommends three times, the three ministers five, and the ministers and princes nine. This is an eternal rule.

So the farmers could only watch a group of formerly aloof figures transform into farmers and frantically groping in the fields.

Ye An sat on a small stool, with Tie Er waiting on him attentively. He whispered from time to time: "Xiao Langjun, is there really countless food underground?"

Ye An glanced at him, pointed at Lan Jizong, who was the first to dig out potatoes, and said, "Look at what he has in his hand."

Gudong......

You could clearly hear the sound of Tie Er swallowing. Looking through his dull eyes, Lan Jizong dug out a large bunch of potatoes. In order not to damage the roots, he dug them directly with his hands.

"Auspicious!"

When a large bunch of potatoes were lifted out with roots and stems, Lan Jizong let out a beast-like scream in his throat. Everyone's eyes were focused on this large bunch of potatoes. The sight of the numerous fruits was dizzying and was completely beyond the imagination.

Everyone's surprise.

Xuanchengzi, Wang Yuan, Wang Hao and others knew that there were many fruits, but they did not expect that there would be so many and so big. It was as if God planned to suffocate the world before this kind of food appeared.

It was the first time that Ye An saw someone harvesting potatoes so quickly. The officials of the Imperial City Division had no chance to dig, so they could only follow behind with the frame in hand.

Wang Hao dug out a huge potato and howled: "Congratulations to the people!"

Wang Yuan dug out a long string of potatoes and howled: "Congratulations to the country!"

Xuan Chengzi dug out a plump potato and howled: "Congratulations to all the people!"

So Lan Jizong dug out a large handful of potatoes one after another and howled: "Congratulations to the saint, congratulations to the officials!"

Seeing their excitement and excitement, the people around them exclaimed repeatedly, but the person they were thanking was not Ye An, nor the saints or officials, but God!

With a cry of "Wow...", an old farmer pounced on the potato frame piled up like a hill, scraped off the mud on it with his hands, wiped the mud on it with his clothes, and took a bite.

White starch remained along the corners of his mouth, but the old man could not stop chewing. He cried loudly while chewing, pointing at the sky and cursing vaguely.

Ye An stood aside blankly. Just now, the old man was thanking God for giving these fine seeds, but now he was cursing God in a vague voice and using hometown slang.

Tie Er next to him said with red eyes: "There was a disaster in the second year of Tianxi. Li Laoshuan's family of eight only survived two people, one was Li Laoshuan and the other was his eldest son. The old woman starved to death.

Several sons and daughters-in-law also died on the way to escape, and the grandson was sold to a wealthy family. Later, when he went to find the wealthy family, he was killed by gangsters on the way, including the children... Seeing these

He can't stand the auspiciousness anymore."

Ye An remained silent. Li Laoshuan's actions let everyone know that these grains were edible and the taste was not bad, because in just a short cup of tea, Li Laoshuan had already eaten two big potatoes. Looking at

He looked like he was about to push himself to death, but Ye An kicked him and made Tie Er step forward to stop Li Laoshuan from seeking death.

There is not much solanine in potatoes when they are just harvested, so they will not be poisonous if eaten. However, during the storage process of potatoes, the solanine content gradually increases. When the potatoes turn black and green or sprout, the solanine content in them increases significantly.

, the content of solanine in the young buds and bud eyes is enough to poison people and even be fatal.

Li Laoshuan's move was very bad in Ye An's eyes. It was very bad. It would only set a bad example. If Xiangrui poisoned someone, it would not be Xiangrui...

Ye An could only look at the golden wheat fields in the sky and sigh: "Ah! Autumn...the harvest season!"


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