Traveling through the past and present + escaping from famine + food farming + escaping from famine with group pets + chasing his wife
In the third year of the locust plague, Song Axia and her daughter mingled with the refugee team and brought a cracked iron pot with them.
She was sold by her evil-hearted husband's family, and Huo Ye, a rough and tumble veteran, snatched her back and signed a note saying "You can leave at any time after paying back the money."
Huo Ye was a good man, but Song Axia just wanted to save enough money to redeem herself and live a peaceful life with her daughter.
The decision was made, but who would have expected that a crack in the bottom of the pot would lead to a firewood rack leading to the modern farmer's market!
Three kilograms of dried noodles cost ten yuan, spicy oil noodles cost five yuan a bag, and sweet potato seeds and rapeseed on sale are all life-changing treasures in lean years!
On the way to escape the famine, Axia saved a nine-year-old orphan girl Chuncao with a bowl of hot noodle soup and a copper coin, and taught her how to knead dough and use a spoon, making her the most considerate little helper.
She fed the scattered refugees into like-minded villagers.
When she arrived at Arakawa in the south, she led everyone to divert spring water, pile farm fertilizer, and set up a stone-milled tofu shop and vermicelli factory. She specially recruited poor girls who were hungry and beaten to work for monthly wages, and built an entire ten-mile farmhouse food shop street at the entrance of the village!
Every household in the village lives in a large brick house with tiles, and each of the apprentices can hold up half the sky. Who dares to offend Axia? The whole village, old and young, picks up hoes and poles and fights with him!
The only annoying thing is that only the three of them can travel through the iron pot.
Huo Ye worked shirtless in the fields during the day, and went to Hyundai at night to carry 200 kilograms of fertilizer. He also had to carry the crumpled paper:
"Axia, my land is well cultivated, I can also grind and chop firewood, and I can just eat leftovers... Can we burn this document?"
Song Axia took the freshly cooked firewood stewed vermicelli and glanced sideways at him: "Look at your performance, inspect it."
