Autumn harvest was the most important event of the year for any village that relied on farming for its livelihood.
Datian Village was naturally no exception.
The entire village had 376 households and nearly two thousand residents. More than ninety percent cultivated spirit veins, with over six thousand mu of Spirit Fields opened up in total, yielding an average of around 450 jin per mu.
This yield per mu was considerably higher than the Spirit Fields Wang Chen had cultivated back at the Yunyang Sect, because the soil here was more fertile and the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy was also far more abundant.
Yet spirit wheat ripened only once a year, so the annual output was instead much lower.
By the rules, of those 450 jin harvested, forty percent was handed over to Wancheng City's Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Department as tribute grain, twenty percent went into the village public granary, and the farming households kept the remaining forty percent.
As village chief, Wang Chen oversaw the autumn harvest and grain collection. He bustled about for ten days before everything was finally taken care of.
It was his first time serving as a village official, and he lacked a deep understanding of the grassroots situation in the West Sea Spirit Domain. Had several village elders not stepped up to help, he would surely have been run ragged.
Even so, Wang Chen had been spinning like a top during this period, and even his daily cultivation time had been cut down considerably.
Before Wang Chen could even catch his breath, however, he discovered another problem.
A huge problem!
The autumn grain had been harvested and distributed to the households, and the apportioned tribute grain had also been handed in in full. But when Wang Chen went to inspect the stores,