Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

At this time, the sweet potatoes in the fire were also roasted, but Lin Shuo had thick skin and flesh and was not afraid of the heat.

"Anan, the potatoes are ready."

Lin Yinan asked him to cut the sweet potatoes into small pieces and give some to each person, even Huang Guichang who was following behind got some.

“Tear the skin off and eat it.”

Everyone carefully put it in their mouths and tasted it. The sweet potato had a delicate and soft texture, with a light sweetness and a long aftertaste.

Everyone was surprised. These sweet potatoes are really edible and delicious.

"Oh my! My hands are itchy."

Lin Yinan heard the sound and looked over, and saw that a small piece of the sweet potato that Yun Wu had dug out was broken off. His hand accidentally touched the mucus on it, and in the blink of an eye, his hands were stained red.

"Take your hands to the fire and warm them."

The villagers were stunned for a moment, horrified, and quickly looked at Lin Yinan, "Is this thing poisonous?"

Yun Wu hurriedly opened his hands and warmed them by the fire.

Lin Yinan shook his head. "It's not poisonous. It's just that the mucus of the sweet potato will cause itching and pain to some people when it comes into contact with the skin, but not to others. So, just soak it in hot water or put your hands over the fire and it will be fine. So, everyone should be careful when handling it."

To verify her words, everyone stared at Yunwu's hands that were roasting over the fire.

After a while, Yun Wu found that his hands were no longer itchy, and everyone felt relieved.

He picked up the hoe, rolled up his sleeves and started digging without any plan.

Lin Yinan quickly stopped them, taught them to carefully identify the vines, and demonstrated how to dig without breaking them.

In order to avoid disputes among everyone, the village chief announced to the villagers in advance that the sweet potatoes on the hillside would belong to each family.

After the village chief finished speaking, the villagers went back and called their families to come and dig together.

Almost everyone in the team, except the elderly, children, women and children, went out.

Yun Mo brought all the guards of the Yun family, even Yun Ye, who rarely showed up. They chose a higher place and kept a certain distance from the people of Linjia Village.

"Second brother, if all the people knew that sweet potatoes are edible, wouldn't so many people starve to death?"

Yun Mo sighed to Yun Ye.

Yunye used a sharpened wooden stick to dig the soil diligently. "You think too much. Sweet potatoes can't grow everywhere. I've never seen one in all my years at Yanmen Pass."

Yun Mo held a sweet potato bean in his hand and said, "Maybe, when we go to the South, we can plant more of this sweet potato."

Yunye thought his brother’s idea was a good one.

“I just don’t know if yam can grow in the South.”

Lu Xueying was picking sweet potatoes from the vines with a torch. She rolled her eyes when she heard this. What a blockhead.

"Why don't you ask Miss Lin and find out?"

Yun Mo was stunned. Yes, he had to find time to ask her.

Then she thought about it and it didn't make sense. She was born in Pingcheng and had never been to the South. How could she know whether the South was long or not?

Yunye glanced at his brother and said, "How about you find a chance to ask him?"

Yun Mo nodded and silently took note of this matter.

Su Kunliang, his three sons and four servants from the Su family were digging, while Zhu Jinhui stayed in the camp to look after the children.

Su Kunliang had never done heavy work before. He panted and whispered to Su Yunzhi, "Yunzhi, if you report this to the emperor, it will be a great achievement."

Su Yunzhi couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, but Su Yunyan was a quick-talker.

"Dad, we are refugees now. We can't even enter the city. The emperor doesn't care whether we live or die, and you still want to be loyal to him."

Su Kunliang was choked by him and felt even more choked up. "You, please keep your voice down. It will be bad for your reputation if someone hears you."

Su Yunyan didn't care. The facts were before his eyes, and only his father couldn't get over it.

Everyone was busy digging sweet potatoes on the hillside. Those who didn't have hoes or shovels used knives and sharpened wooden sticks to dig.

Old Mrs. Zhao thought Lin Yinan wasn't working efficiently, so she sent her back to the camp to look after the children. She took Zhang's mother and daughter, Qianxia and Qianwu to dig sweet potatoes herself.

I didn't even let go of the sweet potatoes and beans on the vines, and carefully instructed my family to pick them and put them in bags.

Huang Guichang, who had never worked in the fields before, was digging very hard with his sons and servants.

Just now, his wife had secretly discussed with him that Tushu and his men could see them everywhere in the mountains. When they arrived in Qingdao County, he could use this to test the waters and see if his brother-in-law could find him a job.

As for who discovered the sweet potato, the people from Linjia Village had already moved south by then, so no one would pursue the matter.

The more Huang Guichang thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him, and his men worked harder.

The villagers of Linjia Village were unaware of this, but the villagers of Chengjia Village who were digging herbs on the mountain saw this scene, secretly picked up the damaged sweet potatoes that had been thrown away on the ground, and hurried back to tell Village Chief Cheng.

"Village chief, there is a group of refugees digging this all over the mountains and plains on the flat land twenty miles away."

The villager handed the half sweet potato he picked up to the village chief.

"What is this?"

Village Chief Cheng took the small piece of tree root-like thing and looked at it over and over again.

"I'm not sure. I vaguely heard them say this is better than wild vegetable porridge."

"What does it look like?"

"It was too dark and far away, so I didn't dare to get close, so I couldn't see clearly. I just knew that these things grew in the mud, and some were thicker than my thighs."

The more Village Chief Cheng listened, the more his brows furrowed. In the end, he stopped looking.

"The rest of you light torches, and let's go find Village Chief Lin to ask for clarification."

The villagers hesitated, "Village chief, it's so late, why not wait until tomorrow?"

Village Chief Cheng was so anxious that he jumped up and down, "They will leave tomorrow, where can we ask for help?"

The group of people, holding torches, headed very quickly towards Linjia Village where they had camped.

It was too late and we couldn’t see clearly on the mountain even with a torch.

Some villagers wanted to continue digging, but the village chief forced them to stop working and go back. Those who had not finished digging should come back early tomorrow.

The villagers left reluctantly, carrying the sweet potatoes they had dug down the mountain.

As they were carrying bundles of sweet potatoes down the mountain, they saw the villagers who had stayed in the camp running towards them anxiously.

"Village Chief, it's bad. The village chief of Chengjia Village has brought people to our door."

Village chief Lin's heart tightened. It was awful. Could it be that the mountain they were digging belonged to Chengjia Village?

"Did you say anything?"

Villager, "He said he wants to ask you something in person."

Village Chief Lin went to see Village Chief Cheng with trepidation.

When the two met, Village Chief Cheng didn't bother to be polite. He just handed over the small piece of potato and asked what it looked like and how to eat it.

Village Chief Lin pulled out two sweet potatoes from his own field and took a few vines. He told Village Chief Cheng how to dig them and how to eat them, along with the sweet potato beans.

In the light of the fire, Village Chief Cheng's eyes were full of light. Finally, he held Village Chief Lin's hand tightly.

"Brother, thank you so much, you saved the lives of our entire village!"

As he was about to kneel down and kowtow to him, Village Chief Lin stopped him.

"No way! No way. We discovered it by accident. It's thanks to our ancestors that we can help you all."

"It's late at night, take your people back quickly."

Finally, Village Chief Cheng bowed deeply to everyone in Linjia Village, then hurried back with the villagers.