Chapter 2087: Everyone’s Blessing
Each year, a designated individual would ticulously select the plumpest grains from the harvest to be preserved as seeds, ensuring an ample supply for future planting. To err on the side of caution, they would stockpile even more seeds than necessary.
Qiao Xuan, accompanied by Shao Yunduan, inspected the crops once more before utilizing her extraordinary abilities to bolster the seeds’ viability, ensuring a bountiful yield.
Each family would be entrusted with their own seed preservation, with Qiao Xuan even imparting the knowledge of making potato noodles to many households. Capitalizing on this skill, so entrepreneurial individuals established potato noodle workshops, catering to those unwilling to prepare the dish themselves—a venture that proved quite lucrative.
Encouraged to plant potatoes, new residents received seeds from Qiao Xuan at a nominal price of one copper coin per catty. Each family could purchase up to 20 catties, essentially obtaining the seeds almost free of charge.
As they imrsed themselves in various preparations, ti flowed by like a swift river.
By the first month of the lunar calendar, Jia Heming wasted no ti. He promptly instructed the refugees who had chosen to return to their hotowns to depart from Anze Province.
In addition to the silver, each departing family received 20 stead buns as provisions.
Despite having spent the previous days preparing for their departure, the refugees bound for their hotowns felt an intensified longing as their departure approached. Their yearning for ho was palpable, genuine, and deeply felt.
Yet, as the mont of departure lood, many couldn’t suppress a pang of regret. They felt a profound reluctance to bid farewell, their eyes welling with tears and throats constricting with emotion.
These individuals had endured unimaginable hardships—fleeing from catastrophe, enduring hunger, cold, ridicule, and disdain as they wandered aimlessly. Their tales of suffering could fill three days and three nights. It was only Anze Province that offered them refuge from the storm, providing a haven of peace amidst their darkest days.
Lord Shao’s benevolence knew no bounds—he had gone above and beyond for everyone’s sake.
Such kindness was unparalleled; no other lord would have shown them such compassion.
Overwheld with gratitude, soone led the departing refugees to the governnt office, where they knelt and kowtowed, tears streaming down their faces as they expressed heartfelt thanks to Lord Shao. In a poignant display of unity, everyone present joined in, kneeling and kowtowing, their collective cries of gratitude echoing in the air.
Witnessing this scene, Jia Heming and his colleagues couldn’t help but be moved to tears. They silently acknowledged that Lord Shao belonged to everyone—his benevolence was a shared blessing.
Within a day, all the refugees had departed Anze Province, embarking on their journey howard in familiar groups, filled with renewed hope.
The news struck a chord with Shao Yunduan, stirring emotions within him.
His actions stemd solely from the inherent kindness of being human; he felt undeserving of such praise.
As the weather gradually ward and Chunyu passed, farrs busied themselves with planting beans, lons, and tending to seedlings. Every day was filled with hope and ticulous care, as the year’s harvest relied on these diligent efforts.
By mid-February, the farmland had been ticulously arranged, leaving Songshi, Liu Fu, and others to tend to the remaining plots. Qiao Xuan planned to return ho with Anan, Zhao Shu, and Taotao, while also assessing the situation in Yuzhang.
Adopting a low-key deanor, they disguised themselves as ordinary businessn, accompanied by Ah-Ye and other interdiates serving as their attendants.
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