The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

After hearing what Xiaobai said, Jiang Qingyi remained silent for a long time. She suspected that there might be something wrong with her brain!

It would only take a snap of a finger to create a little smoke, why did she go through so many twists and turns and even use her spiritual power to light the firewood to create smoke...

Is it really because I am old and my thinking is rigid and useless? ? ?

No no no! How is it possible!!

How could it be that Jiang Qingyi, the reincarnation of an ancient god and a cultivator who inherited divine bones, had a bad brain!

She probably just didn't react for a moment, it's definitely not that her brain is not working properly!

For dinner that day, Jiang Qingyi drank two large cups of walnut milk and ate five roasted brains before she felt better.

As for Xiaobai, who said hurtful things, Jiang Qingyi decided to unilaterally break off all ties with him for two days.

At night, Jiang Qingyi still stayed in the space, spending half of her time practicing and the other half making medicine.

She had no use for the elixir, but was thinking about giving it to her senior brothers and sisters when she returned to Xing Wujie. She thought they wouldn't mind.

Jiang Qingyi waited until the gong sounded to signal the start of work before she slowly drank her walnut milk and went out.

During the rally, the team leader held a loud speaker and said,

"I went to a meeting at the commune yesterday, and the higher-ups asked each brigade to start the autumn harvest according to the actual situation.

The village party secretary and I discussed and decided that after working today, we would take a two-day break and then officially start the autumn harvest.

Everyone, remember to eat something good these two days. Autumn harvest is a very important event and no one can be absent.

In principle, no one is allowed to take leave unless there are special circumstances."

"The autumn harvest is finally here. If we don't distribute the food, our family will have trouble making ends meet."

"Yes, it's a pity that the weather is dry this year, so the harvest is not very good. I hope that after paying the public grain, there will be more left for us."

"Then I have to take out the meat at home and stew it. The autumn harvest is very tiring. My husband was very tired after the autumn harvest last year. It took him many days to recover."

Jiang Qingyi had no idea about autumn harvest in that era, although it looked very passionate in movies and TV dramas.

But it goes without saying that working from morning to night must be very tiring for ordinary people.

Jiang Qingyi had also read in a book that autumn harvest was exhausting, so it made sense for the team leader to let everyone eat better.

After announcing the autumn harvest, the captain said,

"There is another thing. The autumn harvest is tight and the task is heavy. In order not to waste manpower, every household should go back and cook, and we can eat from the same pot.

Last year, Chen Xuefen, Yang Shuchao, Zhou Lan, and Ma Ying cooked for everyone, and this year it was them again.

If you have different opinions, please raise them immediately so that we can conduct a secret ballot."

There are many people in the village who are eyeing the job of cooking, but they all know that the village vote will never fall on them, so no one will make trouble at this time.

He Dahua, the only one who can cause trouble, is still lying at home, so the cooking team is still the same people as last year.

After everything was announced as done, the team leader asked everyone to get their tools and get to work.

When Jiang Qingyi wanted to leave, Zhou Daquan stopped her and said, "Wait a minute, Jiang Zhiqing. I have something to tell you."

After the others dispersed, Jiang Qingyi walked over and asked, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Zhou Daquan's expression was somewhat serious. "Jiang Zhiqing, the autumn harvest is very busy. We can't let you work half a day and rest half a day, so..."

Jiang Qingyi probably thought of this, but she still had to fight for her own interests.

"Uncle, the autumn harvest is a major event for the entire village. I won't be so inconsiderate, but you must give me the work points I deserve!"

"Don't worry about that. You will get as much work as you can get. You will definitely not lose any work points."

"That's fine."

"Okay, okay, that's what I'm telling you. Go back to work first. Take a good rest in the next two days. Make sure you get enough rest."

"Got it. Uncle, I have another question. Can I open up the vacant land near my house and make it my own plot of land?"

"Of course you can, but you have to do the land reclamation yourself."

"Okay, I got it. I'll do it myself when I'm free."

"The area can't be too large, otherwise the villagers will have complaints and it will be difficult for me to do it."

"Don't worry, uncle. I won't make things difficult for you."

After talking with Zhou Daquan, Jiang Qingyi went to the tool manager to get tools to start working. It only took her one morning to finish the work.

In the afternoon, Jiang Qingyi leveled the area around the house and prepared to plant something. The land couldn't just be left to waste.

Jiang Qingyi's house is far away from the village and other people's houses, which is really convenient for her.

She can use her spiritual power with confidence as long as she pays a little attention, and can do whatever she wants very quickly.

For example, now, normal people need to dig the ground, pick up stones and pull weeds to open up wasteland, but Jiang Qingyi can accomplish it with just a little spiritual power.

She turned into an emotionless land-clearing machine that afternoon, and in less than two hours she had cleared half an acre of land around the house.

But for the sake of experimental effect, Jiang Qingyi did not use spiritual power to make the land more fertile. Compared with the land that had been cultivated in the village, this land was even two points worse.

Jiang Qingyi didn't mind at all. No matter whether the land was good or not, the seeds she took out would produce a higher yield than the current crops grown in the village even in the worst land.

Unfortunately, it’s already autumn harvest this year, so we’ll have to wait until next year to do the experiment.

After finishing the work here, Jiang Qingyi went back to the house and lay down in the space.

After dinner that day, Chen Xiaofang came to see Jiang Qingyi.

"Sister Xiaofang, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, I'm here to ask you if you want to go to town tomorrow?"

Jiang Qingyi asked Chen Xiaofang to come into the house, and found a bowl to make her a bowl of sugared water.

"I went to town yesterday and bought a lot of things. I won't go tomorrow. Sister Xiaofang, don't worry about me."

"I thought you wouldn't go either, but I was afraid you might have other plans so I came to ask first."

"Come to think of it, I actually have other plans. Why don't you guys come over for dinner tomorrow when you're free? That'll be a good chance for you to warm up the pot for me."

"Row."

"Then sister, please help me call Sister Yun and Sister Xia. I won't go over."

"Okay, I'll pass on your message. It's getting dark now so I'll go back first."

"Be careful on your way back."

"rest assured."

Jiang Qingyi thought it was appropriate to treat him to a meal tomorrow, but she needed to think about the dishes.

The spare ribs I got last time can be stewed, and then exchanged with the villagers for a few eggs to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I can also stir-fry the marinated meat and finally stir-fry some vegetables. The staple food can be a thicker corn porridge, and that’s about it.

Such a meal may seem ordinary to later generations, but it was absolutely super sumptuous for people of that era.

As for the supplies in the space, she had no intention of taking them out. It was inappropriate for those things to appear.