Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan's faces were not very good-looking, on the one hand, because they thought of the difficulties of the villagers, and on the other hand, because they couldn't think of a way to help.

"Let's get up first! We husband and wife will not let everyone go, give us some time, and we will all find a way together to let everyone get through this difficult time safely. ”

Lu Xiaoyao beckoned everyone to get up, and Zhao Guanlan also helped the old man in front of him up, because he thought that he would be starved to death in the future, and the faces of the villagers were even more ugly than Zhao Guanlan and Lu Xiaoyao.

The villagers got up and looked straight at Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan one by one, this time they were able to save the village, all because of Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan, so the villagers had special trust in the two, and they regarded the two as living bodhisattvas, and also put their hopes on them.

Zhao Guanlan and Lu Xiaoyao felt unprecedented pressure, and stayed in Liujia Village for almost an afternoon before Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan returned to the tent.

"Xianggong, what should I do?"

Back inside the tent, Lu Xiaoyao sighed, and then looked at Zhao Guanlan and asked.

Zhao Guanlan wrote a letter at the table, but did not reply to Lu Xiaoyao's words, Lu Xiaoyao had some doubts in his heart, got up and came to the table to see what Zhao Guanlan was writing.

As soon as he walked to the table, Zhao Guanlan spoke up, "We still have some silver in our hands, I asked Boss Wang to go to Jiangnan to buy some food for us and send it here, and we can last for a while." ”

Zhao Guanlan's letter was written to Wang Zhenyuan, and Lu Xiaoyao didn't say anything when he heard him say this, and thought of other countermeasures in his heart.

At this time, the purchase of food support can last for a period of time, but it is not a long-term way, we must think of a way, let the people of Yucheng grow some crops by themselves, so that the difficulties can be solved.

But as Zhao Guanlan said, in today's season, if you plant rice again, it is estimated that there will be no harvest, and you will not get a harvest after bothering and working hard, which is uncomfortable.

"Alas... I'll go out for a walk. ”

Zhao Guanlan's letter was not finished yet, Lu Xiaoyao glanced at him, simply said a word to him, got up and walked out.

The sky had already darkened, torches had been lit on the side of the camp, the officers and soldiers who had gone out to help rebuild their homes had returned to rest, and the sound of stir-frying food in the open kitchen had already been heard.

Because it is in the disaster area, the food here is not good, two meals a day, you can fill your stomach, but there is nothing to eat, some wild vegetables with some meat, plus some brown rice.

Lu Xiaoyao looked in the direction of the temporary cooking, and the ghost made a fool of himself and walked towards that side.

Because there are many officers and soldiers eating, the cooking side is in full swing, and the men are burning the fire and cutting vegetables, and they are all very busy.

When Lu Xiaoyao came over, the guy who cooked was surprised for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, someone hurriedly spoke.

"Mrs. Zhao is hungry, dinner will be ready soon, and we will have someone send it directly to your tent in a while."

Because of Zhao Guanlan, everyone has special respect for Lu Xiaoyao, and when they saw her coming, they politely spoke.

Lu Xiaoyao saw that everyone was busy and didn't want to go over to make trouble, so she stood in front of the stove for a while and was about to leave, but she had just stepped into the afterglow, and she saw something in her afterglow that made her stop instantly.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Lu Xiaoyao came to the place where the man was burning the fire, picked up a few sweet potatoes on the ground, and asked suspiciously.

The sweet potatoes on the ground were prepared by the guys to roast and eat, and they were a little puzzled when they heard Lu Xiaoyao ask, but the people who knew the origin of the sweet potatoes still came out and replied.

"Back to Mrs. Zhao, these sweet potatoes were sent by the villagers of Hejia Village."

Most of the land in Hejia Village is dry land and wasteland, because Zhao Guanlan dug a canal to drain the water, they have a lot of paddy fields there, and the paddy fields can be planted with rice, so the villagers are very grateful to Zhao Guanlan, so they sent some sweet potatoes.

The yield of sweet potatoes is large, as long as the land is fertile, it can be planted without seasons, if all the dry land and wasteland in Yucheng are used to grow sweet potatoes, it will definitely survive this difficulty.

And Lu Xiaoyao knows that there are many ways to make sweet potatoes, such as dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato starch, sweet potato vermicelli, etc., which are all things that can be easily preserved and have their own flavors.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyao's heart swelled with excitement, and then he picked up two sweet potatoes and turned around and strode towards their tent.

"Xianggong, I've figured out a way."

Lu Xiaoyao opened the curtain and spoke excitedly, Jin Cheng and Zhao Guanlan in the tent raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes looked at him.

"Mrs. Zhao, what do you think of? But what can you do to help the villagers? ”

Zhao Guanlan had already told Jin Cheng about the current difficulties in Yucheng, and the two were also thinking of a way to do this, Lu Xiaoyao suddenly became excited, and the two subconsciously looked at her and asked.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of?" Zhao Guanlan also asked.

Seeing that Jin Cheng was also here, Lu Xiaoyao didn't hide it, and directly told him about planting sweet potatoes.

In her previous life, Lu Xiaoyao followed the old doctor to walk a lot of places, she was very familiar with planting sweet potatoes, and she also knew how to grow sweet potatoes with the greatest yield, Lu Xiaoyao was really excited to see sweet potatoes, and to be able to make him think of planting sweet potatoes, the people of Yucheng would definitely get through this difficulty.

Jin Cheng and Zhao Guanlan are not very familiar with planting sweet potatoes, the border town mainly eats rice and flour, and Zhao Guanlan rarely comes into contact with sweet potatoes.

Jin Cheng, as the little prince of Duanwangfu, naturally didn't know about sweet potatoes, so both of them looked at Lu Xiaoyao suspiciously and said.

Seeing that the two were puzzled, Lu Xiaoyao simply took out the two sweet potatoes that he had come over when he came back, and said to the two of them again, "Just this kind of thing, from the time of planting seedlings, to maturity will not exceed four months, as long as the land is fertile, their yield will be very large, and at least one or two thousand catties of sweet potatoes can be produced from one or two acres of land." ”

"So much?"

"Can you produce so much?"

After Lu Xiaoyao's voice fell, Zhao Guanlan and Jin Cheng opened their mouths in unison.

Because he had planted sweet potatoes and knew how to make fertilizer, Lu Xiaoyao was very confident in the yield of sweet potatoes, and even said.

"It's just a conservative estimate, but I'm confident that there's more to an acre of land."

Lu Xiaoyao said confidently, Zhao Guanlan naturally believed her, his daughter-in-law never told big words and lies, since she said so, then it seems that this kind of sweet potato will really have such a large yield.

Jin Cheng didn't speak, thinking about the truth of Lu Xiaoyao's words in his mind.