The Grandma's Merit

When Song Ci learned that the Empress Dowager's best friend had supported her waist again, she smiled like an old chrysanthemum, and proudly said to Madam Gong and others: "This is about the importance of hugging to her thighs!"

What can everyone say? What bad intentions can the lady have to show off this time? It’s just a boast and just a spoiled person.

Song Ci said again: "In order to repay the favor, I decided to dig a basket of potatoes and send them to the palace so that the empress can taste it too."

Madam Gong's mouth twitched: "Madam, this weather is too cold. You just let Chen Da and the others dig it out. How can you do it yourself?"

"This is not possible. The Empress Dowager protects me like this. What's wrong with me digging a basket of potatoes for her? This is my intention." Song Ci said: "Hurry up, tie me up with my arms."

The potatoes she planted themselves had to dig a basket of them to satisfy her sense of accomplishment.

Everyone couldn't do it, so they had to take the arm and tie it up.

Many of the officials in the Dingbei Palace knew that they would harvest those potatoes today. They were idle and came to the garden to watch the fun, wanting to see if that thing could be planted.

Seeing that Song Ci had no airs and wanted to do it himself, she couldn't help but sigh in secret that this lady was still down-to-earth and deserved to be a farmer.

Song Ci was not nervous. After all, Chen Da and the others had already dug up and reported it first, and they did grow it, but they just didn't know how much the mass production was.

So she was not worried about being slapped in the face, and she was a little confident in the heroine's halo.

The people who served this potato field had already cut the seedlings. Song Ci took a handy shovel, half-squatted on the ground, and dug it.

"Mother, you hurt your hand carefully." Niu Paner reminded worriedly with his big belly.

Song Ci started his move quickly and said without raising her head, "It's okay, just dig a potato. It's okay for you, my mother-in-law, to go up the mountain and down the fields. You can still do this little thing. Please wait for me to fry the shredded potatoes for you."

After digging the soil, she saw an eternal yellow potato and her eyes lit up.

She dug up the mud around the potatoes again, and more and more potatoes of all sizes appeared in front of her. She threw the shovel and pulled the roots of the potatoes with her bare hands, and she pulled out a bunch of potatoes.

Madam Gong stroked her forehead and couldn't bear to see it. Is this still the noble lady?

Everyone was shocked and they really planted it, and it was a big bunch. No, I heard that this potato was planted in just a small piece, but it actually grew so many?

Everyone started to talk about it, and the proportion was very considerable.

Chen Da and other farmers had seen it for a long time, but after seeing such a large string, they still couldn't help but be excited, rubbed their hands and burst into tears.

So many small pieces of potato seeds can be planted. If they are planted on a large scale, the people of Daqing will not be afraid of famine in the future!

"The Grandmad is of great merit. I thank the Grandmad for the blessings on behalf of the people." Chen Da wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and knelt in front of Song Ci.

As soon as he knelt down, all the farmers also knelt down, looking excited.

They are all ordinary farmers, and only they know how important food is, especially when there is a famine, having food is too important.

Now, this is called potato stuff. One can be divided into several pieces as seeds, and one seed can be planted into a bunch, which is equivalent to investing in a small harvest and getting a big harvest. How can you not be excited?

I have food in my hand and I feel unhappy. There is nothing more to be happy with the full granary.

Song Ci, who was holding a bunch of potatoes: "..."
Chapter completed!