Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 139 - 141 Acting as an Agricultural Expert

Fortunately, the old man ate some candy and drank some water, reviving him.

He had lived for most of his life and had long realized that Feng Bailing and her children were not ordinary people, one could tell just by looking at their horses.

In these times, wealthy families are like ruthless wolves that devour people without spitting out their bones!

"Dad, these few people are good people. It’s getting dark, and it’s too dangerous for them, being orphans and widows, to go out. Let them stay in the village for one night."

The woman pleaded for a long while before the old man walked away with his hands behind his back.

The woman invited Feng Bailing and her children to enter the village, with Feng Bailing leading the horse upfront, and Dugu Xiaojin leading Feng Xiaoli behind.

Dugu Xiaojin was delicately handsome, and Feng Xiaoli looked like a porcelain doll, carved and polished from powder and jade. As the two walked through the village, the children watched them from afar.

Feng Xiaoli glanced at the children, who were staring at the candy in her hands, and tilted her head in thought.

"Come here, I’ll treat you to some candy."

Upon hearing this, the children gathered around, and Dugu Xiaojin, surrounded by a group of children, looked stiff. However, seeing Feng Xiaoli quickly getting familiar with the village children, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and he began to play with the children as well.

Seeing the children getting along well, Feng Bailing instructed Dugu Xiaojin to keep an eye on Feng Xiaoli and followed the woman to a few adobe houses.

The houses were simple, with a large cot and several worn mattresses, but they were still habitable.

While cleaning up, the woman told Feng Bailing that her husband’s family name was Lai, and she married into Qi Village from a neighboring village, and the old gentleman earlier was her father-in-law.

"My dad is the chief of the village, and he wasn’t like this in earlier years. Ever since my husband died in a locust disaster a couple of years ago, and after the village strongmen had left one after another, his temper became increasingly worse."

"What kind of people have come from the Princess’ Mansion?"

Feng Bailing asked.

"It’s Mr. Feng, the Princess’ brother-in-law. Qi Village didn’t pay taxes last year, and he said if we don’t pay by the end of the month, the Princess will have my dad thrown in jail. He pitied us and advised that if we don’t want to go to jail, we should go to the busiest place in town and cry out, saying the Princess is forcing us to our deaths, embarrassing her into selling the land and then, under a new master, we’d have better days."

Lady Lai said, wiping her eyes, tearless.

Her dad was an honest man, who refused to go to the city at all costs, and for this, he was beaten up by Feng Zhan Tian’s men.

"Nonsense, the Princess is not that kind of person. Actually, I’m a businessman, and I have dealings with the Princess’ Mansion. The Princess is a very compassionate person. She also knows about the village’s situation, so she asked me to bring some food for everyone."

Feng Bailing said, stepping outside, took down two large bags of potatoes and sweet potatoes from Zhui Yue, along with a small bag of cucumbers and cherry tomatoes she brought to eat on the road.

Feng Bailing thought to herself that if she had known this earlier, she would have planted some grains.

Lady Lai was very happy to see the potatoes and sweet potatoes, thanked profusely, and organized the villagers to come and collect the food.

By evening, Feng Bailing and Lady Lai, carrying a small pot of boiled potatoes and sweet potatoes, went to visit Village Chief Lai.

"I won’t eat, people from the Princess’ Mansion aren’t that kind-hearted!"

Village Chief Lai said harshly.

Outside the door, a little head peeked in.

Feng Xiaoli, holding a freshly cooked sweet potato, trotted over to Village Chief Lai’s side, blew on the steamy sweet potato, carefully peeled it, and held it near Village Chief Lai’s mouth.

"Grandpa, here, eat this. This sweet potato was grown by Her Majesty, it’s so sweet, glutinous, and yummy."

Saying so, she reluctantly looked at the sweet potato, swallowing her saliva.

This comical sight finally brought a faint smile to Village Chief Lai’s angry face.

The child was truly adorable, making it hard for anyone to refuse her.

Village Chief took a bite of the sweet potato handed to him and was stunned.

This sweet potato was incredibly delicious?

Skin was thin, tearing as soon as it was peeled, the flesh was honey-yellow, soft in the mouth, glutinous without any fibers, and had a chestnut-like aroma.

The village chief ate all at once, and after finishing, his eyes landed on Feng Bailing and his expression had notably changed.

This young girl, who looks like she can’t carry anything on her shoulders or lift anything with her hands, turned out to be a skilled farmer!

Village Chief Lai was somewhat skeptical, but then again, how could such a cute little girl lie?

"It’s just random planting, but I heard you, sir, are the real master at farming."

"Indeed, I was once the best in several nearby villages when I was young. Your sweet potatoes grow well, most likely because the soil is good, and so is the water. If it weren’t for the old well in the village temple drying up twenty years ago, the sweet potatoes irrigated with that water would be sweeter than honey."

The village chief reminisced about the past, when the sweet potatoes he grew were highly sought after even in the palace.

Unfortunately, the well dried up later.

"My father is talking nonsense again. Even if the old well hadn’t dried up, with such a severe locust plague, the crops wouldn’t have survived."

Lady Lai said with a bitter smile, shaking her head.

"I do have a method to control the locust plague, but I need to check the lands in the village first."

Feng Bailing thought for a moment and then said.

Lady Lai was half-doubtful. Feng Bailing, with her delicate skin and tender flesh, could handle that kind of thing?

However, the village chief, upon hearing this, slapped his thigh.

"You’ve got guts for a young lady, I’ll accompany you. Today is cloudy, locusts won’t appear."

The land of Qi Village was barren, not a single root or bark left on the land that was once filled with crops.

"I’ve lived most of my life and I’ve never seen such fierce locusts. If it weren’t for some old and young staying behind, the villagers would have all fled long ago."

The village chief, holding a smoking pipe, lit it and sat at the edge of the field, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"Even gnawing on roots and barks, these locusts are too fierce."

Feng Bailing squinted her eyes and turned over a clump of earth.

"Each one is as big as half a child’s palm, buzzing wings, grayish-green, when they swarm, they cover the sky, fiercer than hornets, they can’t be driven away, other than in winter, they emerge every season, and chew up every seedling."

The village chief shook his head.

"Her Majesty, Brother Xiaojin said there are bugs underneath, he must be trying to scare Xiao Li."

Feng Xiaoli had never seen such vast fields before, running around with a group of children in the fields, playing and sweating.

Startled by Dugu Xiaojin, she rushed over and clung onto Feng Bailing.

"Xiaojin wasn’t trying to scare you, there are many locust eggs in this soil."

As soon as Feng Bailing spoke, the village chief was taken aback.

"Young lady, you even know how to identify this thing?"

He, having been an old farmer his whole life, didn’t even know that there were eggs buried in the soil.

Feng Bailing grabbed a hoe and turned over a patch of soil.

"Look, this clump of soil has many small holes, it looks like a wasp’s nest, and underneath are eggs. And over there, that soil hasn’t been turned over yet, but there’s a mound, that must be where the locusts laid eggs last year. Such soil should be boiled with boiling water or burned with fierce fire to eliminate the eggs. Otherwise, once the weather warms up a bit more, locusts will hatch in large numbers every month or two, and no treatment you try will work."

The village chief listened in bewilderment.

"But Xiaojin, how did you know there were eggs underneath?"

Feng Bailing knew from written materials, but how did three-year-old Dugu Xiaojin know?

Dugu Xiaojin didn’t say anything.

Xiaojin lowered his eyes and was unwilling to meet Feng Bailing’s gaze directly, not wanting her to feel he was different from other children.