Mother Yun, hearing Meng Yunhan's calculations, realized that this method would earn her more than working for labor credits.
Even during busy farming seasons, one could only earn a few labor credits per day. But if they worked for their own gain, they would have a harvest. Their children would not have to go hungry, unlike Little Huzi who was noticeably thinner.
"This system of allocating production responsibilities to households is good."
Meng Yunhan nodded, "When the time comes, hopefully we can get some good grain to plant. If we have good seeds, we might increase the yield by one or two hundred pounds of rice."
A yield of more than a thousand pounds per acre is not a problem with hybrid rice.
The rice in her space has already yielded over a thousand pounds per acre.
"So an acre could give seven or eight hundred pounds of rice. That's enough to feed a large family." Mother Yun's eyes sparkled upon hearing this.
"Mother, we must keep this a secret for now."
