Zhang Xiaoying sold a cliffhanger, "Guess again, and be bolder this time?"
The villagers knew that what the Xu family planted in their fields was different from their own, but no one had paid attention to what it actually was. During the busy farming season, each household was too concerned with their own piece of land, working from dawn till dusk; how could they know about the Xu family's harvest?
"Could it be three hundred catties?"
"Hiss, it's already quite impressive for a mu of beans to yield around a hundred catties. These potatoes are being planted for the first time, right?"
Guitian Family's, just tell us how much it actually is? My heart is itching with curiosity, and I really want to know."
"Exactly, tell us already. Though we've been lucky to avoid the floods and the plague, our crops in the fields were ruined. We're thinking about what to plant to make up for it, otherwise how are we to get by?"
