The next day, when there was nothing to do in other villages, hoping that the weather would soon cool down, and looking forward to the end of the New Year and planting a crop, Wangjia Village was staging a bumper harvest.

Fifty acres of land, the average yield of one mu is 700 catties, in addition to the 200 catties promised to the tenants when renting the land, there are also 100 catties of grain tax, and Cheng Yangyang can have a harvest of 400 catties per acre of land.

Wang Dafei and the others helped to thresh the millet in an ancient way, and Cheng Yangyang bought a lot of sacks, packed them in bags, and carried them to her broken thatched house one by one.

Those who were willing to rent the land to her to plant before, now they have been given two hundred catties of grain, and they are so happy that they can't keep their mouths shut, this year's New Year must be a good year!

"Third grandma, Brother Da Fei, they are here to send you food", Cheng Yangyang carried the small basket and shouted at Chen Sanniang when he entered the door.

Chen Sanniang knew that the food would be distributed today, so she had already prepared the bamboo basket at home and put it in the hall and waited.

"Third grandma, let's weigh it again in front of you", although she weighed it in the ground, but in order to reassure Chen Sanniang, she had to weigh it again.

"Ouch, no need, no need, the old woman can trust you", Chen Sanniang leaned over and asked Wang Dafei to pour the grain directly into the basket.

"Third grandma, don't worry, Cheng Yatou only gives you more food, not less", Wang Dafei said jokingly, but what he said was absolutely true.

Speaking of which, he also regretted it, regretted that he didn't rent the land to Cheng Yangyang in the first place, he always thought that he was capable, but he didn't expect this little girl to be more capable, he should have believed her earlier.

After distributing the food to Chen Sanniang, Cheng Yangyang continued to go to the next house with Wang Dafei.

When it was Wang Xiaoshan's turn, Cheng Yangyang realized that she hadn't entered his house for more than two months, and she had nothing to do before.

This kid, didn't she say that she wouldn't marry him, as for her, she ignored her until now.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Cheng Yangyang saw Wang Xiaoshan sitting on the threshold weaving a bamboo basket, bowing his head, returning to his previous dull appearance, and not interacting with the people in the village.

"Not dead yet", Cheng Yangyang pushed open the door and went in directly, opening the door for Wang Dafei and them.

When Wang Xiaoshan heard that the voice was Cheng Yangyang's voice, he was overjoyed, and when he looked up and saw her and Wang Dafei and others behind her, his heart was a little lost.

"What are you doing!" he said stiffly.

"Of course I'm here to bring you food, I'm afraid you'll starve to death."

"Cheng girl, why are you talking!" Wang Dashu was honest and didn't hear the joke in her words.

"Brother Da Shu, Cheng Yatou is joking, she's worried about Xiaoshan!" Wang Dafei carried his burden into the door and joined them in chatting.

"Whoever cares about him, I have come to give him food."

Cheng Yangyang didn't admit that she and Wang Dafei threw the grain in Wang Xiaoshan's hall, and when she came out, she stood beside Wang Xiaoshan and asked him, "How about it, will your family's land be planted by yourself next year or will it continue to be rented to me?"

Wang Xiaoshan listened, he stopped what he was doing, to be honest, he had already wanted to open it, but he couldn't pull it down to find Cheng Yangyang, and now that there are steps, he naturally follows it.

"Someone helps to farm the land, and you can still get so much grain for nothing, why do I have to grow it myself, you can take it."

Look at his hard mouth, this is revenge for her rejection of him last time, this is reconciliation, right?

"Thanks!" but she was willing to rent the land to her, and she was not too much.

The grain that should be distributed has been divided, and the grain Cheng Yangyang, who paid the grain tax, has also been divided, looking at the grain piled up like a hill at the entrance of the village, it is sad!

However, there is much more food in her house than this, and her thatched hut can't be piled up, and it is piled up in the vegetable field outside, although as the saying goes, "if you have food at home, you don't panic in your heart", but she doesn't plan to keep these grains.

She wanted to take advantage of the time to go to the city tomorrow to pay the grain tax, to inquire about the current price of grain, and she also heard the villagers talk about it in the field these days, during the period around the Chinese New Year, there was a shortage of grain everywhere in Nanyi, and the price of grain was higher than when the rice was just ripe.

So, she plans to sell most of the grain, leaving some for the next year's seeds to eat for herself.

Early the next morning, the young and strong men in the village gathered at the entrance of the village, and they were going to help Cheng Yangyang pick up grain to the city to hand it over.

Cheng Yangyang was also like them, she came early in the morning, looking at the more than 60 people at the entrance of the village, she couldn't help but sigh, when can she buy a few carriages or ox carts, every time she enters the city, she manually adds her legs, it is too backward!

"I'm going to work hard for everyone today, I'll buy two catties of pork for each of you when I come back!" Cheng Yangyang promised them, and with a wave of his little hand, everyone set off together with their burdens.

So many people were carrying burdens, and their footsteps were louder than usual, maybe it was because yesterday many people took their wages and distributed food, and they talked and laughed along the way, and they were not tired at all.

When passing by other villages, people from other villages saw a group of people passing by with things from a distance, and they all curiously gathered around the roadside at the entrance of the village to look, and they were shocked to see that they were picking rice.

"Big brother, whose family is this, why is there still so much grain to sell?" someone asked curiously.

"Little brother, we are from Wangjia Village, these grains were just harvested yesterday, and we have to pick them up in the city to pay the public grain today!" Wang Dashu's enthusiasm was not lost to the young people in the village, he walked in front and greeted passers-by by the way.

"What?" passers-by thought they had misheard, "Pay the public grain, big brother, you are confused, what kind of public food are you paying at this time!"

"Don't be confused, this is the late rice planted by the girl of the Cheng family in our village, and it was just harvested yesterday."

"Late rice?" passers-by wondered, they had never heard of late rice, and they had never heard that there were still people farming in Wangjia Village so late.

It is not surprising that every time Cheng Yangyang's team into the city passes through a village, he has to explain to them what he is doing, and there are very few people who believe it.

Because it is difficult to climb the mountain with such a heavy burden, they choose to go around the road to the city at the foot of the mountain, and around the foot of the mountain, it must pass through Yanjia Village.

At this time, Yanjia Village was also the same as other villages, with little grain and thin people waiting for the next year's harvest, they were idle at the entrance of the village, and the sound of fighting and making noise could be heard at the foot of the mountain.

"Come on, kick it to me, I'm going to kick it into the water!"

There was a sound of frolicking in Yanjia Village, as if he was kicking the big ball made of bamboo again, Cheng Yangyang didn't care about their frolicking sound, but subconsciously looked at the wooden stake at the entrance of the village, and was relieved to see that there was no binding on the stake.

"Look, there are so many people there!" The chattering people sitting at the entrance of the village spotted the group of people carrying burdens at the foot of the mountain, and they got up curiously and walked to join in the fun.