I Prepare a Year Early for the Great Famine, and the New Stepmother Stockpiles Supplies After Taking Charge

I like this kind of novel very much. It's bland. The heroine is not omnipotent. She is sympathetic but not the Holy Mother. It is also not like other farming novels. At the end, she either goes to Beijing or has a green tea girl to compete for the male protagonist. I rarely comment, but I like this book very much. However, I don't feel that I understand the food in it deeply. I hope I can write a better book.

In ancient times, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu was 10,000 kilograms? Modern seeds and technologies are so good, but only a few can produce tens of thousands of kilograms per acre, right? Even though it's fictional, don't write it too outrageously, right?

It's so ridiculous. I can't stand it after reading chapter 27. I split up with two children and didn't even take a single grain of rice with me. It's even cleaner than leaving the house. The heroine sells mosquito coils for 200 wen a day, which is not a net profit. She also has to deduct the cost of medicinal materials. She pays 25 wen for a child. Oh my God, the peerless Holy Mother.

The woman who came through time✍👀🌸. Becoming the stepmother of an ancient rural family with one son and one daughter, she is decisive in dealing with things😄. Leading the villagers to escape from the war and famine years ✍👀✨, they have room and confidence. The husband and wife are loving, the children are filial and obedient. The perfect winner in life💞💖😄

A plate of mosquito repellent incense sells for two cents, and only a hundred plates can be made in a day. Now I am hiring a little girl to help, and I am paid twenty-five cents a day, and she has to provide food. I can't bear to see this kind of plot, and she claims to be saving money to escape famine, but she still does this kind of charity when she has nothing.

The writing is childish, with a lot of nonsense and typos. I can barely read it without skipping a beat.

I don't know what I'm looking at. I can't understand it.

It's so outrageous that the heroine is so holy that I can't stand it anymore. I really don't understand this method of picking it up high and putting it down gently.

The whole novel is very gentle. The heroine has a character like water. Because she was a medical intern in her previous life, she has never strayed from the topic here and treats others with a benevolent heart. The biggest ups and downs are the plague at the end. How can I put it, it is still very touching for those who bear the burden and move forward! Then there are relatively few bad guys, and the children tend to be cute. The shortcoming is that some of the knowledge is too stiff to copy from Baidu. Secondly, the name of the heroine in the middle changes around and there are typos. The male protagonist is like a foil and has no big role but pops up from time to time to increase the sense of presence. (I read a book about the same type of character. The male protagonist is also a civilian, but he knows that he can't protect his own treasures but he can't do anything except hunting. He has joined the army. There is no intention of stepping on it.) In addition to the above, I think this book is okay. It has a sense of déjà vu that is light on people's entry and strong on people's avoidance, hahaha

The first part was okay, but the ending was terrible. Shen Juren was obviously not a good person. He even said good things to him in court and cooperated with him. Both the county magistrate and the prefect knew him. The male protagonist was a former bodyguard and Dr. Shen. The connections I know, I don't understand why I have to cooperate with Shen Juren, find a person with questionable morals to recruit someone, and do everything by myself. It's better to write the male protagonist to death. What is the meaning of this male protagonist's existence? No wonder people have low self-esteem. They do nothing but wash and cook. Wouldn't it be better to have no cp? Originally the level was pretty good, but in the end it was really bad. This part happened to be at the end. It felt like eating glutinous rice balls stuffed with shit. I really...