123. Money trees all over the mountains and plains
Song Tan turned around and carried the hoe up the back mountain.
There is a lively scene on the mountain.
There is still a piece of the excavator that has not yet been finished, and the young man is working hard with a sincerity that is different from Zhang Yanping.
Zhang Wang's family divided weeds and debris into small piles, stacked them with pig manure and soil, and sprinkled various fermenting bacteria into them.
At the edge of Taoyuan, there is a rather spectacular hill surrounded.
In another three months, the compost will be ready for use.
Song Sancheng went to the chestnut garden as usual to dry out and ventilate the black fungus. The golden cherry blossoms planted some time ago had grown strong leaf buds and unfolded into pieces of tender green leaves. They were full of vitality and particularly gratifying.
The most out of character among them is Zhang Yanping.
In order to make himself look less lazy, he took the opportunity to observe the fish fry in the pond at the foot of the mountain.
The water splashes are too small, so in order to prevent them from being eaten by other fish, a pond is specially circled around the two ponds. When they grow up, the pond will be opened to ensure their growth.
At this moment, he was walking around the pond, briefly estimating how to build a duck shed, and looking at where the water pump should be placed tomorrow.
If the peach trees are delivered this afternoon, they will have to be watered tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
This mountainous area is not neat and square, and there are inevitably some rough edges and corners that are difficult to handle with an excavator.
Song Tan was holding a hoe and leveling the land with three other uncles who were helping him, when he heard someone say:
"Tantan, you have hundreds of fruit trees in this acre of land. It's such a big area. We won't be able to plant them all tomorrow."
"If you are in a hurry, you have to call more people."
Come on, why not?
At this time of year, the peach trees in some places have already bloomed. They just planted them. How can they not rush them?
Song Tan looked at this empty mountain and felt it was a little small when he rented it, so he thought about expanding the scope in the future.
But when I really work on it, it’s like I can’t see the end of these twenty acres!
She also asked: "Uncle Banli, how many people are here?"
Zhou Banli has always been honest. Now he looked at it and asked her: "How big is your fruit seedling?"
Song Tan gestured: "Six centimeters."
Zhang Yanping is lazy, but he is still reliable when it comes to business.
He is indispensable to the fact that these five-year-old seedlings can be obtained at the same price as three-year-old seedlings on the market.
Therefore, the labor reform was abandoned halfway, and Song Tan pretended not to have seen it.
Zhou Banli breathed a sigh of relief: "Then the tree is not big. One person would probably plant about seventy or eighty trees a day."
But she has twenty acres!
Alas, I didn’t say anything, so hurry up and shake people.
Song Tan threw down her hoe and went back to the chestnut garden to call her dad.
To shake people in the village, her father has to come.
First, her father knows who is reliable at work and who only cuts corners and fishes in troubled waters.
Secondly, no matter how big her business is, she is still just a girl who may not know how to farm. Naturally, she does not have the trustworthiness of Song Sancheng, the head of the family, when speaking.
Song Sancheng was also shocked by the number of people and grinned:
"We really need so many people!"
These twenty people...there are only thirty households left in their village!
The only good thing is that this job does not require a lot of strength and can be done by both men and women.
Song Tan thought for a while: "About twenty people."
"My uncle Zhang asked me to go to his farm, pull all the fertilizer over, and put a layer of base fertilizer before planting trees. Someone has to do this."
It's past two o'clock now, and they are still clearing the mountain. They are waiting for the fruit trees to arrive at four or five o'clock. They can't plant them today. They will try to finish it in one day tomorrow and water the roots in the evening.
Can’t we mobilize the broad masses of the people?
Song Sancheng thought for a while and couldn't help but feel worried again: "Then we have to find two more people tomorrow to help your mother cook."
"Let's do this," Song Tan said, "It takes two people to help with cooking, one hundred for each person. Twenty people for planting trees, one hundred and fifty for each person."
Song Sancheng thought for a while: "The price is right, but Tan Tan, if we want to do this good thing, of course we must first work with the villagers. I will call on all the men and women who can do the work."
"For the rest, I'll call some guys from other villages."
"OK."
When it comes to finding someone to work for, Song Tan is really not as professional as her father at the moment: "You make the arrangements."
Just as I was about to turn around, I suddenly remembered something -
"Dad, I think the peach orchard needs to be planted with something to enclose it. Otherwise, people from all directions can sneak in. There is only one king, and no matter how many six legs he has, he won't be able to escape."
Song Sancheng took a deep breath:
"Girl! Just calm down and calm down. We'll talk about this in two days. Let's plant the peach trees first."
Song Tan has turned around happily:
"I know, I'll tell you in advance and think about what to plant."
She walked around the back hill twice and found that there was really nothing else suitable for their local area except Golden Yingzi.
So--
"Brother Yanping, brother Yanping!"
Zhang Yanping was huddled by the pond playing games. When he heard this sound, he immediately trembled.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? I'm helping you look up information about this hawkbill peach!"
Timi's voice was so outstanding that Song Tan heard it on the mountain.
But she didn't tell the truth, so she just asked: "Can Jin Yingzi get more?"
She pointed to the mountain behind: "I plan to use it to surround this peach orchard."
Zhang Yanping smiled bitterly: "Sister, you suddenly want such a big piece, where can I get it for you?"
"These things are now grown without thorns, and you still choose native species with thorns."
He called Lao Zhou in the flower garden directly.
Lao Zhou is simply heartbroken!
Almost a thousand meters in length have to be planted. Even if there are one tree every two meters, it will still cost 500 trees! This money does not necessarily mean how much you will earn, but mainly because you miss such an opportunity!
How easy it is to cultivate this golden cherry tree, just take cuttings...
He regretted it too much, but now it was too late for him to take more cuttings. People had to grow the seedlings in order to have a preventive effect.
He watched his business fly away, and he had to work hard to find sources of goods in order to retain this customer. Not to mention how sad he felt in his heart.
Fortunately, as a middleman, there is more or less a slight price difference that can be earned.
Lao Zhou told the truth: "If you are looking for big seedlings this season, the price will be higher than what I have here."
Zhang Yanping looked at Song Tan, who nodded: "Don't be in a hurry, just plant it before the end of May."
The weather was not too hot at that time, so the survival rate was high and the plants grew quickly.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yanping also sighed:
"You said you just want to build an orchard, but why do you need to spend so much money to chain it? It's not enough for you to just plant golden cherry blossoms, you have to put up a wire fence, right?"
That is required.
Song Tan has seen the price of hawkbill peaches in previous years. Normally, they cost more than ten yuan per catty, let alone the ones grown here.
Where are the peach trees in these mountains and plains? They are clearly money trees!
