Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 224 News

  With cattle, the speed is much faster.

  Zhulang and Xiaoqian, one morning glory, one hand plow, and the others broke up the plowed soil in the back and loosened it again.

  Because the sun was too hot in the middle, they worried that the buffalo would get tired, and they took a rest for more than half an hour.

  Give it water to cool off the heat before continuing, but that's it, before the evening meal, they also plowed out this one-acre field.

  Qian's family did not return the cows immediately, and the borrowed cows did not return like this, so Zhou Lang led the cows to eat the grass, and bundled all the fresh rice cut from the field, and sent them back to the Bai family with the cows.

  Rice is regarded as a ration for buffalo.

  Such an extravagant cow that directly eats rice and rice is probably the only one in the whole village.

  Zhou's family had a late meal, so the whole family, including Man Bao and Qian, came to Xiaowan together.

  At this time, the sun has not completely set, but the sun is no longer venomous.

  A family of twelve people almost filled the field. They borrowed some farming tools from neighbors in the village and divided them into three rows from the left, middle and right, starting from the ridge and the middle of the field.

  A ridge is further divided into upper and lower two groups.

  Manbao and a few small ones are responsible for picking up the big stones and some grass in the field, and throwing them away. Before it gets dark, everyone made them, and even started the trip.

Looking at the ridged fields, Qian and his daughters-in-law discussed which vegetables to grow, and then distributed them and said: “It’s hot, don’t plant it tomorrow morning. Sprinkle the fertilizer tomorrow morning. Come in the evening after eating dinner."

  Xiao Qian's response.

   Come again, naturally the whole family will come.

  Xiao Qian's, three wives and Zhou Xi were in charge of planting, while Zhou Dalang and others picked up water to pour the water, but they were planted in just one hour, and the speed was very fast.

  This makes the villagers on the sidelines very envious.

  The movement of Zhou's family is so big that it is difficult for the villagers to know it or not.

  So many people came to Xiaowan to watch the excitement today. Everyone stood on the ridge to watch the excitement, while chatting with the Zhou family in the field.

  Knowing that these vegetables were grown and sold in the county town, someone asked Tuileang heartily, “Is the vegetables in the city really good for sale?”

   "It's okay, it's just that the bamboo weaving can't be sold, so I think about selling vegetables, even if he is in the city, he always has to eat vegetables, right?"

   "Who doesn't have a piece of free land or two at home? How good is your own planting, but someone is going to buy vegetables?"

   "On Tuesday, if your food is not enough to sell, get some from my house and I will sell you cheaply."

  Tuesday Lang: "...This dish is worthless. I will get in from you again. If I can't sell it, I will not lose money."

  He said: "What I sell myself is a business that has no capital. If I can't sell it, I can take it home and eat it. If I can't eat it at home, I can give it to the chicken. Buy it with your family. If I can't sell it, you can give it back?"

   "That's right, if you don't give a refund, and you eat the chicken on Tuesday, isn't that equivalent to their family spending money to buy vegetables to feed the chicken? Uncle Jin's chicken is too expensive, right?"

  Everyone laughed, this was revealed.

  But there are still some people who are jealous and eager to go to the city to try out private discussions. Maybe they can make money?

But when the idea came up, someone poured cold water on his head and said, "Go to the seller, what about the work in that field? The bugs haven't been caught yet, the grass hasn't been wiped out yet. I can see it today. Uncle Jin’s family has all gone to make up, and obviously they are all done."

   "Yes, that is, this is not as important as work in the ground, it is a ration for life."

  So the matter was over, but the next day someone still picked out the family’s dishes with Tue Lang and went to the county town together.

  Seeing Tuesday Lang, they were a little embarrassed.

  Tuesday Lang greeted them happily and asked everyone to go together.

  Joke, he wished someone would go to the city to sell things with him every day, so that he would not have to wait for people from other villages to go on the road with him.

  Now there are refugees inside and outside Luojiang County, and the public security is not as good as before. He is still very afraid of being robbed on the road, so the more people there are, the better.

  It’s not something that you can sell when you go to the county town. The same dishes, at the same price, must be bought from familiar people, and greetings are also very important.

At least he went out with Tue Lang that day. In the end, only Tue Lang returned with an empty cart. One of the poorest, he only sold one portion of the vegetables he brought out, and that one was sold by Tue Lang to help him. Barely enough for the protection fee, but also lost the entrance fee.

  The next day, when Lang went out of the village on Tuesday, he was alone again. Obviously, no one went there after yesterday.

When he came back at night, he told his family about it like a joke. Man Bao said: "They can't insist on it. They can't do it on the first day. Just try the next day. Wait for ten and a half months, if it still doesn’t improve. , It's not too late to give up."

Lang said with a smile on Tuesday: "Yes, when I went to the stall to sell bamboo weaves for the first time, I didn't sell it. Later, I squatted to see how people greeted the guests. Although I was blushing, I had to Not everyone is born to greet people with a cheeky."

  Speaking of this, Lang had a meal on Tuesday and said: "Except for the fourth."

  Zhou Dalang smiled and said, "The fourth child can't do anything, he is naturally thick-skinned."

  Thursday Lang became unhappy, "You teach your children as long as you teach them. Why do you have to get involved with me?"

  Xiao Qian said: "This is easy to say, and now it’s not like before. You used to sell bamboo weaves. If you don’t go to the county town, some people sell it at the big market. But now they sell vegetables, can they go to the big market?’

  The Daji in Dali Village is a market for farmers. Whose house has no vegetables yet.

"But when I go to the county town, not only do I have to go to the city, but I also have to pay a protection fee for setting up a stall. Even if I don’t eat or drink for a day in the city, it will cost a few cents. Now, after ten days and a half months, there will be no more than seventy or eighty essays. It's still so confused. Who can stand it?"

  This is also true.

  Man Bao frowned and said, "Why do you care about the magistrate Fu?"

  It’s weird to be able to manage. On Tuesday Lang said, “The county magistrate is no longer in the city. I don’t know why he went. He can’t control it if he wants to.”

   "Then where did he go?"

  "Where do I know about this? I still heard the yavier say when I went to deliver the letter to you. Only then did I know that Madam Fu left the county two days ago."

  Man Bao decided to write a letter at night to ask Fu Wenyun, didn’t he say that he wanted to find a way to rescue the disaster?

  She also wanted to see what kind of subsidies Zhou Daliang’s family would receive.

  Zhou Daliang is a good friend of the fourth elder brother. The family is now in a lot of difficulties. For him, Chu Lang has been very worried recently.

As a result, her letter had just been sent to Tue Lang, and before Fu Wenyun’s letter could be returned, Bai Shanbao told her, “My uncle said that the county magistrate has gone to Brazil, and our state may also have to reduce taxes. My uncle early in the morning. I took someone to Brazil."

  (End of this chapter)