Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

They have food to eat when they plant the land, and they can also have food not on their own land.

It is not easy to be able to eat now, even if the grain grown by Luo Yan is not given to them, they are willing to follow the government to grow potatoes in their hearts.

But right now, Luo Yan said that they can still get [-]% of the food grown with the government's food.

Where else can you find such a good thing?

Just as Luo Yan and the others held Luo Jiaojiao's hand and walked back amidst the voices of the master Qingtian.

"My lord, my lord, wait!"

Luo Yan frowned and turned to look over.

The person who came was the owner of the vegetable shop just now.

I saw a trace of embarrassment on his face, rubbed his hands, and said, "My... my lord, can I also plant the land together? I still have two or three fields at home."

He looked at Luo Yan's too young face with burning eyes, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

This look of anticipation covered up the original ferocity on his face a lot.

Looking at it, there are still two points of honesty.

Luo Yan nodded lightly, "Of course."

Then, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and looked at the direction outside the city gate and said, "Not only you, but also the refugees outside the city gate can plant the official land, and they will be given food as long as they plant the land."

"Refugees can exchange the crops they grow for household registration in Yong'an Building."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Looking at Luo Yan's eyes is like looking at a savior.

There is no doubt that they also sympathize with the refugees outside the city gate, but now that they themselves cannot protect themselves, how can they talk about sympathizing with others?

When they thought that their future parents would be people like Luo Yan who had people in their hearts, their hearts burned.

Although I haven't seen anything yet, my heart is burning hot.

It seems that better days are behind us!

Looking at the eyes of these common people, Luo Jiaojiao's eyes sparked with hope again. It was completely different from the expressionless and numb expression of the older brother before, and she couldn't help but bend her eyebrows.

After bidding farewell to these common people, Luo Yan took Luo Jue and Luo Jiaojiao back quickly.

Originally, I wanted to take Luo Jiaojiao and the two of them to observe Yong'an City, and buy some things for the family by the way.

Now he has no time at all.

Luo Jue knew that Luo Yan was anxious at the moment.

He picked up Luo Jiaojiao and trotted behind him.

Originally, the county magistrate's mansion was not far from this street, but now they still ran back.

Luo Jiaojiao felt that they had arrived home within three to five minutes.

Luo Yan didn't even have time to say anything to Luo Jiaojiao and the others, so he ran into the study by himself.

This stay is a whole hour.

Naturally, Luo Jiaojiao was not idle, and took out almost all the estimated potatoes, and several empty rooms were filled to the brim.

Taking advantage of my family not paying attention, I went into the supermarket, quickly found out the detailed method of growing potatoes, and took notes on it.

It turned out that when I followed my grandma, although I knew how to grow potatoes, most of them were told by my grandma to do it, and some detailed methods were not clear.

But it is precisely these details that can most affect the potato yield.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't bear to look at the crooked characters on her hand.

It's definitely not her fault, it's just that she is too small now and can't use her strength, so the handwriting is so ugly.

Thinking of this made me feel better.

Holding the paper in his hand, he ran directly towards Luo Yan's study.

When she pushed open the door of Luo Yan's room, Luo Yan just finished writing the last stroke.

Looking at Luo Jiaojiao who was standing in front of her door panting, with little chirps scattered on her head, she couldn't help but hook her lips.

He strode towards Luo Jiaojiao, stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Jiaojiao into his arms.

He said softly, "What's wrong with Jiaojiao? Are you in such a hurry to find your brother?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently pinned Luo Jiaojiao's loose hair behind her ear.

Luo Jiaojiao was out of breath and was speechless for a while.

He could only stuff what he had written on his hand into Luo Yan's hand, and he calmed down his breathing slowly.

She didn't know why she ran in such a hurry.

It may be because seeing the miserable conditions of the people in Yong'an City today, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I know more clearly what this thing in my hand means.

Confused, Luo Yan took the paper from Luo Jiaojiao's hand and slowly opened it.

Although the characters inside were crooked and missing arms and legs, Luo Yan could recognize those characters clearly.

The more you look at it, the brighter your eyes become.

He quickly put Luo Jiaojiao aside, and said with rare excitement in his voice, "Jiaojiao, do you know what this piece of paper means? Brother, thank you on behalf of the people of Yong'an City."

Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her little hand and waved it, signaling Luo Yan that you are welcome.

Luo Yan didn't greet Luo Jiaojiao politely, and strode towards his desk.

Copy down Luo Jiaojiao's piece of paper verbatim.

It not only writes the method of planting potatoes, but also some precautions, as well as some diseases and solutions that will be encountered in the process of planting potatoes.

It can almost be described in detail.

After Luo Yan finished transcribing, he asked people to post all the official documents he had written about planting potatoes that can be exchanged with the government for grain and the methods of planting potatoes.

After these things were done, Luo Yan squatted down in front of Luo Jiaojiao, keeping his gaze level with her.

"Jiaojiao, brother..."

Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her little hand and interrupted Luo Yan's words.

He didn't say that Luo Jiaojiao knew why.

Luo Jiaojiao frowned, and said childishly, "The potatoes are already in the empty room."

Luo Yan smiled with relief, stretched out his hand to touch Luo Jiaojiao's head, and said softly, "Jiaojiao has saved the whole city."

……

The next day, there was a long queue outside the county magistrate's mansion.

They were all the people who had read the notice and came to get the food. They looked around one by one with anxiety on their faces.

Despite the anxiety on his face, he still lined up in line.

Soon, the gate of the county magistrate opened.

Yesterday, the strategist who saw that Luo Yan's nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes volunteered to register the seeds for the common people.

At the small table where the military division registered, several officers and soldiers were distributing potato seeds in an orderly manner.

Everything looks so orderly.

Luo Yan stood aside watching all this and nodded, and said, "Yesterday, the official has posted all the methods of planting potatoes, and these potatoes still need you to germinate and sow these potatoes by yourself according to the posted methods."

"If someone eats the potatoes used for seeding, the government will not give you a second share. Your names are already registered, so don't try to fish in troubled waters."