and night, so someone took advantage of that!"The village head looked grim, filled with self-reproach.Zhao Shu clenched his fists even tighter, "I was overconfident. When Liu Biao said this place was...Tao Hongying struggled to hold back her laughter, her stomach trembling uncontrollably. Seeing her daughter about to explode, she quickly tried to soothe her: "A bunch of idiotic boys, why bother with them My daughter is a princess, we should be magnanimous and have a bigger picture, don't you think!"

Jia Yin grew even more despondent. "Yes, I'm the first princess of Tianwu to fall into the sauce jar!"

Tao Hongying could no longer bear it, laughing and rolling around with her daughter.

In the front yard, the village head and a few others, like Uncle Zhao, had also heard the news and quietly came over to inquire.

Hearing that Jia Yin had only fallen into a soy sauce vat and not a latrine, the old men breathed a sigh of relief while simultaneously becoming even more concerned.

The village chief quickly got up and said, "No way, Foonior is the county princess, she's our Suijintan little mistress. I have to go talk about it, so those stinky boys don't run around making noise, and everyone else should shut their mouths!"

"Could it be that just because Funiu let others make fun of her, everyone else feels proud! A bunch of fools, I have to go and give them a few whacks..."

"Yes, the little girl is shy. We need to protect her more." Uncle Zhao also nodded and then, with Uncle Wei and a few others, got up and followed.

Actually, several young daughters-in-law had just wiped away the tears from laughing so hard. They carried their sons home and gave instructions as well.

And most of the villagers were busy in the fields, unaware of this.

As a result of these old men's advice, things turned out for the worse.

Every household in the new village had one topic on their dinner table that night: the jars of sauce...

For three days straight, Jia Yin stayed locked in her room.

Don't even talk about going out to play, I haven't even been to the backyard gate.

Because she had made up her mind to be a dignified and composed countess, at least she couldn't do anything else embarrassing to refresh the black history of the jar...

Thus, she spent her mornings learning etiquette from Grandma He and her afternoons practicing needlework. In the evenings, when she was alone, she would retreat to her space and busy herself with nurturing seedlings.

Watermelon seedlings, cantaloupe seedlings, eggplant seedlings, bean sprout seedlings, cucumber seedlings...

In short, she transformed her anger into strength, constantly planting, moving, and cultivating!

Busy little figures, dashing about the courtyard, making even the green snake in its cage on the tree forget to demand its eggs. The chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, and sheep thoroughly enjoyed a moment of pampering.

These days, they have food every meal, unlike before when their master would only remember to feed them every few days. They would go hungry for a whole meal if he didn't feel like it...

A diligent effort once results in remarkable achievements.

The vegetable garden and five-mu plot in the small courtyard were all planted, not to mention that it almost made Dongmei and Yeshan run their legs off.

Almost every night, they have to transport seedlings from "Zhengjiazhuang" to Xincun!

The village head and the others were overjoyed. This year's melon seedlings were twice as many as last year, enough to plant in their own village and also share some with Dahuai Tree and the other three villages.

And those seedlings, each about a foot tall, planted in the ground, would be ready to harvest in less than a month, beating other households by more than half a month.

At that time, if it's sent to the valley, we might be able to make another profit.

Several villages, such as Dahuaishù, were ecstatic with joy.

They mobilized 100 people and ten vehicles, making three round trips, just to transport a few thousand cucumber seedlings.

The villagers held the seedlings with such care, it was as if they were holding a golden ingot.

The village head of Da Huai Shu Village had hoarse throat from shouting, afraid that someone wouldn't give it their all and trip, crushing two rows of cucumbers. He figured he'd be heartbroken just thinking about it.

Previously, hot springs were provided to three villages. The three villages contributed labor and food, but the purchase of items like clay pipes was supported by the new village.

So, this year they planted cucumbers and melons in the three villages. They agreed that when summer ended, they would sell their produce and give four tenths of the silver to Xincun.

They are the county lord's subjects, and it is their duty to support her.

Sixty percent of the remaining income goes to those who live near the riverbank, who often do more labor and watch over the crops. Those who usually work or watch the crops also receive payment, and the rest is distributed evenly among all villagers.

Because this business path was specifically allocated to them by the county lord and the villagers of Xincun, ensuring that every household had income and a good life.

No longer will they worry about food, clothing, or shelter. Once the village is secure, there will be no need to fear outside temptations, nor will there be any concern about theft or wrongdoing.

I believe that within three years, the lives of each household will dare not say they are on par with Xin Cun, at least they can reach half…

Just thinking about this makes the three of them laugh in their sleep, and it also further restricts the villagers, for fear that someone might have a brain cramp and ruin such a beautiful prospect.

The village head was a master manipulator. He often chatted with the three elders, using a tactic of "one slap and one sweet date." He was truly skilled in this art.

Just like this moment, he was squatting on the ground with three other men, puffing on his pipe while instructing them: "These melon seedlings are yours. You have to take good care of them and prevent anyone ignorant from causing trouble. Otherwise, if there are any more good things in the future, I will be ashamed to ask the magistrate on your behalf."

He raised his pipe, puffed on the soil in front of him, and continued: "Do you know what grows here Corn and potatoes! They are the auspicious seeds brought back from the barbarians by Lord Governor!

Last year, we planted hundreds of acres. After the harvest, all of it was presented to the Emperor. The Emperor was overjoyed. From the first month onwards, those noble officials and ministers in the court started vying for seeds, wanting to take some back home to plant. Our village didn't have to scramble, though. Who would dare to compete with our patriarch who brought the seeds back from a thousand-mile journey

"You guys did a great job this year! With the harvest season upon us, this field has produced abundant crops. Next year, even if it means embarrassing myself, I'll beg the lord magistrate to give you some seeds!"

"Really" exclaimed a villager from the Great Elm Village, the other two village heads also had shining eyes and couldn't stop smiling.

In Dahuaitree Village, people were pledging one after another, “Big Brother, rest assured, from now on we are the hands of the new village, following your every command! Point where you want us to strike, and we will hit there without hesitation.”

They live near Xin Du, so of course they know the ins and outs of what's going on in town.

This new seed variety has been all the rage lately. The city's elite are practically coming to blows over these little things.

As a result, these commoners, who are seen as dirt under the feet of these noble people, might actually be able to plant new crops next year without even having to fight for them!

As expected, it's good to be under the shade of a big tree! I definitely have to hold onto this thigh of Bo Fu's!

The village elder chuckled, tapping his smoking pipe against a stone with satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

Although he is old and can't fight the barbarians, he is still good at fooling people!

The son-in-law came back home last night to visit, and this morning he went back to the military camp. His wife at home must be taking care of the two children.

My best friend said she was making lunch this morning, and I have no idea what kind of dish she'll cook. Right now, I really crave a couple drinks!

A gentle spring breeze playfully tousled the old man's white beard, wanting to pull at it, but unable to. It could only run off elsewhere to frolic.

This spring, with all things awakening and hope being sown, the vibrant green scenery is truly a feast for the eyes!

In the backyard of Li's house, He MaMa looked through the half-opened window. Outside, the sun was warm and bright, the grapevines on the arbor were covered in lush green vines, and the swing swayed gently with the breeze... She couldn't help but sigh!

Having only taught the young lady half a day's etiquette before, she was disheartened and lay flat. Now that the young lady is proactively learning etiquette with such earnestness and diligence, she should be overjoyed and thankful.

But why was she becoming more and more frightened!

Why isn't Miss stealing time off today

Why isn't Miss [Name] greedy

Why isn't Miss pretending to be clueless and fishing for compliments anymore

These days, whatever she taught, the young lady learned, and she learned very quickly, almost instantly grasping it. This often left her struggling to keep up.

At this rate, in another half a month, she's afraid there will be nothing left to teach her.

Will she lose her job then!ead patted their heads and chuckled, "Not bad, you're all sensible children. You didn't come running for sweets earlier, or else outsiders would have laughed at us.""Don't worry, Village Head. My moth...