亲爱的老师6韩国西瓜

Su Wenxiu felt even more motivated. However, he did not tell his family about this issue for the time being because he did not want them to worry about him.

He understood that others would stop looking down on him only when he was strong.

Su Binglan was unaware of what had happened with her second brother. After returning to the village from town, she visited her first granduncle’s house and explained Li Shi’s situation to him.

She wanted to help Li Shi but would not be biased toward him. Whether or not

Li Shi could move to Su Teng Village would still depend on Chief Su’s approval. Moreover, Chief Su would not break the rules of Su Teng Village just for her.

After pondering, Chief Su nodded. “Li Shi is a good kid. He still forgave his parents for how they treated him and is willing to care for them. Still, you’re right. I’m not sure if Mr. and Mrs. Li are sincere.

“It’s impossible to tell in such a short time. According to our village’s rules, Mr. and Mrs. Li cannot become Su Teng villagers. However, Li Shi can become a villager here and use the excuse of being dutiful to his parents to bring them to live with him.

“He can live in Su Teng Village as long as his parents are faithful to him, but Mr. and Mrs. Li can’t become official Su Teng Villagers. We have our rules here in Su Teng Village, after all.”

Su Binglan responded, “I know, Granduncle Su. I’ll follow the rules you’ve set, of course. Everyone in Su Teng Village is a good person because of the rules you set. The villagers always help each other, so the atmosphere here is perfect.”

Her heart felt warm as she felt the unity of Su Teng Village, as its members were also willing to help outsiders.

Chief Su said smilingly, “I distributed rapeseeds to everyone a few days ago. The villagers were ecstatic and are grateful to you. They’ve been hurriedly planting the rapeseed, hoping for a good harvest in spring. If so, we won’t have to work for a year and wait for the autumn harvest.”

Chief Su knew everyone’s lives were not easy as they would be busy all year round. After the wheat and autumn harvest, the villagers would sell a portion of their crops for some income. Still, they barely made enough to spend.

Every family lived a tough life, and their money had to last a year. Therefore, everyone had grown accustomed to being frugal.

However, they could sell or extract oil with a good rapeseed harvest in spring. Since not everyone could work at the tofu factory, most still had to rely on crops for income.

“Binglan, remember to tell me if you have more good things like rapeseed. Don’t worry. The villagers will always buy such things if they can use them.” Chief Su was always fair and just.

Su Binglan laughed. “Don’t worry, Granduncle Su. I still have other good things with me. I’ll tell you about them when spring arrives.”

Chief Su was as excited as a child with new toys when he heard that. He asked curiously, “What kind of things do you have? Are they like rapeseeds?”

“They’re not rapeseeds, but potatoes and sweet potatoes,” Su Binglan elaborated, “Still, we can only plant these things at the start of spring when the weather is warm, so don’t worry, Graunduncle Su. You can tell everyone about this at the start of spring.”

Chief Su was delighted when he heard that. He smiled happily and said,

“That’s terrific, Binglan. You honestly are our village’s Lucky Star.”

He knew about potatoes, sweet potatoes, and chilies because he had tried them before. Whenever Su Binglan and her side of the family made good food, Su Fengmao would always send some to his uncle, Chief Su.

Potatoes were good ingredients, as Su Binglan could make simple, delicious sour, spicy potato pancakes with chilies. She could also use potatoes to make other delicious dishes by stewing them with pork ribs and chicken.

She also had sweet potatoes that she could roast, making them taste sweet and fragrant. She had made shredded sweet potatoes for Chief Su last time. Although she added sugar to the dish, it made it more delicious.

Chief Su got hungry when he thought of all those delicacies. Still, he knew he could not eat such things on regular days and could only have them as occasional snacks.

However, he had never thought Su Binglan would suggest planting potatoes and sweet potatoes here. Nonetheless, Su Binglan had planned to let the villagers grow these things.

It was good for the villagers, as their harvest would be bountiful even if they could not get a job at the tofu factory.

“That’s an exaggeration, Granduncle Su. You’re just complimenting me.” Su Binglan felt embarrassed when an elder like her first granduncle praised her.

Chief Su said, “I’m not lying, Binglan. You’ve sincerely helped the villagers a bunch. Everyone is talking about your embroidery shop now. They thought you’d only hire people after construction and didn’t expect you to hire people a few days ago. Many people are envious.”

Su Binglan knew Su Teng Village was a little smaller than its neighbors, and if there were any news going around, the Su Teng Village would immediately know about it.

She did not intend to hide that she would open an embroidery shop from anyone.

“Granduncle Su, I plan to hire more people after the embroidery shop is complete. By then, I won’t only hire people from our village but also people from neighboring villages.”

Chief Su waved, saying, “That’s okay, Binglan. You can do whatever you want and not worry about a thing. You’ve already done the village many great favors.

“Oh, we won’t have enough land if we let the villagers plant potatoes, sweet potatoes, and chilies when spring arrives.”

Su Binglan smiled and explained, “Don’t worry about that, Granduncle Su. The production of potatoes and sweet potatoes is very high, so the villagers only need to use a small portion of their land.”

‘The production is high?’ Chief Su heard the keywords and knew his grandniece would not casually say such things. ‘Binglan didn’t even say how high the rapeseed yield would be, but in my opinion, it should still be very high.’

Chief Su suppressed his excitement and asked, “Binglan, you said the production would be high. How high?”

Su Binglan blinked and said mysteriously, “One acre of land can produce a few thousand pounds of potatoes. We can probably produce eight thousand pounds of potatoes if it’s a good harvest.”

One acre of land could produce five to six thousand pounds of potatoes. However, since Su Binglan had placed the potatoes into her pocket dimension, the effects would improve, and they should be able to produce about eight thousand pounds of potatoes.

Still, that was only a rough estimate.

Chief Su’s eyes widened when he heard that, and he was at a loss for words. Meanwhile, listening on the sidelines, his wife was so shocked that her hands trembled.

Grandaunt Su did not interrupt Su Binglan when she spoke and listened quietly. However, she thought something was wrong with her ears when she heard what her grandniece said.

Su Binglan noticed Chief Su’s expression and waved her hand before his eyes. “Granduncle Su? Granduncle Su.

She found his shocked expression amusing and wondered how the villagers would react if she told them how high the potato production would be next spring.

‘They probably wouldn’t believe it..’