Chapter 1213 - Chapter 1213 Chapter 1212 Corn is Ripe_1
Chapter 1213: Chapter 1212: Corn is Ripe_1 Chapter 1213: Chapter 1212: Corn is Ripe_1 Tong Sanlang’s mouth twitched uncontrollably when he heard this, but he had no retort, everyone in Bailu Town knew what his family was like.
Time flew and it was soon the end of April, only a few days were left before the departure to Anping Village.
After three months of careful tending, the corn planted on the kang matured.
A total of ten catties of corn seeds had been planted, none wasted; they all sprouted and grew robustly, with stalks taller than a man, prompting Yang Wenxiao and the others to click their tongues in amazement.
Not only were the corn stalks tall, but the ears were also large, with two growing from each stalk, their kernels full and gleaming yellow, a delight to the eyes.
Moreover, the corn was pleasing not only in appearance but also in taste.
Even without adding anything, just boiling it in clear water, the taste was so good that Yang Wenxiao couldn’t help but gobble five ears in a row.
Not just Yang Wenxiao, Yang Hao also struggled to control himself and ended up eating quite a few ears.
Emperor Yongan and the others still tasted bitterness when eating food, they merely sampled it to enjoy the texture.
Since Emperor Yongan and his company couldn’t eat properly, Yang Hao took about twenty ears to Yang Ye.
Consequently, quite a few dozen ears were gone in an instant, and several catties of corn kernels disappeared.
Yang Wenxiao was immediately annoyed; they had wasted so much seed due to a moment of gluttony. If they had planted them all, by autumn, they would have had a vast field of corn!
Just a casual snack had caused them to lose a grand cornfield!
After the annoyance, Yang Wenxiao forbade any further eating, and once the corn stalks turned yellow and the corn was ripe, he personally broke off all the ears, dried them, shelled them, and readied them to plant again later.
It was only April now; they could plant another season this year.
Upon seeing this, Yang Hao negotiated with Yang Wenxiao and managed to obtain ten more ears, intending to save them for when Yang Ye returned.
They had already indulged, ten ears wouldn’t make much of a difference. Yang Ye had been away from the Yang Family for over half a year, and he deserved something to reward his efforts.
To be honest, ten ears of corn wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gaps between Yang Ye’s teeth; he could easily munch down several ears in one go, let alone Yang Ye.
And so far, they had only tried boiling it in water. There were so many methods out there to cook a meal; what could be done with just ten ears?
They wouldn’t even be sufficient for making soup.
Moreover, it wasn’t just about Yang Ye. Yang Wenxiao was about to set out for Anping Village to fetch the Divine Liquid. Once Emperor Yongan and his company drank the Divine Liquid and got rid of the toxins in their bodies, they could eat normally.
Such delicious corn should also be shared with them.
With that argument, he asked Yang Wenxiao for another ten ears.
This only made Yang Wenxiao even more heartbroken.
This was the sixth grain, sought by the descendants of Liuli from overseas. If it could be widely promoted, the common people would no longer have to suffer from hunger.
His own family had consumed so much of it all at once, and he felt ashamed.
In his shame, Yang Wenxiao carefully stored the remaining corn and then had Emperor Yongan offer a sacrifice to the heavens outside the city.
This was the sixth grain, and for the first time in a thousand years, a new type of grain had been added to the five ancient grains, a divine sign from heaven. It demonstrated that the Yang Family was akin to the Tian Family, ruling Mount Jiang in accordance with the will of heaven.
This was the achievement of Emperor Yongan, deserving of thanks to the heavens and to be announced to the populace.
The night they harvested the corn, Qiao Xiaomai didn’t sleep. She kept her consciousness immersed in the space, trying to extract that drop of Divine Liquid.
With the three-month deadline nearing, Yang Wenxiao was set to start his journey in a few days. If she couldn’t produce the Divine Liquid, there was no telling how disappointed Yang Wenxiao might become.
However, despite her all-night efforts, the drop of Divine Liquid remained as immovable as the legendary Needle that Calms the Sea.
She began to panic.
What was this situation?
She had successfully grown corn, eliminating future risks of famine in the area, a great achievement that should have surely warranted an upgrade to her space!