"Secondly, there is a big stall at the breeding farm at my end.
The second brother is now helping out with the breeding farm, taking care of it together with Feng Chao, Shengli and the others.
The second brother had a bit of a problem. He still had such a big garden at home, so he had to go back to work.
Dad, let’s not go see the ginseng, how about you help me look after the farm?”
You can't let Xu Shiyan stop watching Ginseng and let Xu Chenghou stay in the mountain instead? The old man is not young anymore, so that won't work.
"There's another one, I think Qingguo might have told my mother about it, that's the Clivia.
You don’t know that this thing is very popular in provincial capitals now.
A pot costs a few hundred yuan, and I heard people say that this Clivia might be selected as the city flower. If that is the case, the price may go up to what it is."
The last one is the key point.
Xu Shiyan wanted to develop Clivia, but he couldn't hide it from his family, so he simply told his parents to avoid them looking at those Clivias.
"Our family has this condition. Look at how many pots my little sister has accumulated in the past few years. She has flowers all over the window sill.
It seems that you have saved a lot of seeds, right? If you plant them, it will all be money.
What I mean is, we cannot miss such a profitable business.
Let's buy more flower seedlings and plant them. When spring comes next year, I'll think of a way to rent a shop in the provincial capital and ship the flowers there to sell them.
Otherwise, you can go to the provincial capital to find a merchant and buy the flowers from us.
Don’t say too much for a pot, it only costs a few hundred yuan, so how much does it cost?”
Xu Shiyan has also planned this matter. Now he can use the three idle old houses on the east side of his house to grow flowers.
Clivia prefers shade and does not require too much sunlight to grow.
Make a good fire at the other end of the old house and use it as a greenhouse. Put up more flower stands and you can grow a lot of potted flowers.
When spring comes next year, Xu Shiyan will be at the other end of the farm, and the entire flower shed will be placed at that end, so that it will not be too conspicuous at home.
It just so happened that Xu Chenghou stopped looking at the ginseng and could go over to take care of the flower shed, mainly watching blind Liuzi work.
This is currently safer than Kancan. After all, it is far away from the provincial capital. No matter how chaotic it is on the other side, it will not be chaotic here.
Besides, there are dogs, guns, and so many people at the breeding farm. If it doesn’t work, you can still find help from the village. What’s there to worry about?
"San'er, tell me, is this Clivia really worth that much money?
Why does it sound like a dream to me? How much do you think our mallet is worth?
The wild ginseng you dig in the mountains grows for decades and can save lives, so it can only be sold for 1,800 yuan.
Is the Clivia edible or drinkable? Why is it so valuable?" Zhou Guilan hugged her little granddaughter and asked with a puzzled look on her face.
In Zhou Guilan's opinion, it is just a potted flower. It looks good, but it is not used as food or food. How can this thing be valuable?
Let her tell you, it's really useless to plant some crops and get food to fill your stomach.
"Mom, people in the city are different from us. They are all workers and cadres, and they earn wages and make money.
People don't worry about food and drink, so they think differently from us old farmers. They call it spiritual pursuit.
I feel happy just looking at the flowers. It’s hard to buy happiness even if you have money.”
In fact, Xu Shiyan admires people like his father and mother very much. Their thoughts are always so simple and true.
Also, the material base determines the superstructure. The older generation has endured hardship and starvation and cannot understand those exaggerated so-called spiritual pursuits.
"We don't care about that, we just take advantage of the opportunity to make some money. Anyway, in my opinion, there is no money and no one."
I have money in my hand, and corns and beans are as beautiful to me as flowers."
Apart from making money, Xu Shiyan had no other pursuits. He couldn't appreciate anything from clivia or peony. He was just so tacky.
"Dad, what do you think? Help me look at the breeding farm in the next year?"
I'll do what my second brother did and pay you, okay?"
Xu Shiyan looked at the old man's face and saw that it was okay, his face didn't darken, so that should make sense.
It's not that I'm afraid of my dad, it's mainly that I've gotten used to being nice and friendly in the past few years and I really don't want to argue with him.
Besides, there are children. Arguing with the father in front of the children will have a bad impact.
"Okay, whatever you say is what I want. I'm old and I'll listen to you."
Xu Chenghou thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
"You don't need to give money, so why do you think I'm helping my son and you still have to ask for money? You haven't given much to the family in recent years?
When the fields are busy in the spring and autumn, I take care of the fields. When I'm not busy, I go to the breeding farm to look after them for you."
Xu Chenghou surprisingly agreed happily.
When Xu Shiyan heard this, he was relieved. He was really worried that the stubborn old man would not be able to turn around and would have to go up the mountain.
This is great, they have figured out their own business and can make more money than ginseng.
"Oops, I forgot to take out the things and share them with everyone." Xu Shiyan happened to see the backpack in the corner and quickly took it over.
"Before I came back, Li Wei and I went shopping in the department store.
Not to mention, the things in the provincial capital are better than those here. Li Wei and I both packed some things for our families, but we forgot to take them out just now."
Xu Shiyan took something out of his pocket as he spoke.
"Yuanyuan, this is your pencil case. There is also a box of pencils and erasers. Study hard in the future."
Xu Shiyan took out a blue iron pencil case. The pencil case of this era was very simple and empty inside.
Waiting for a few years, plastic pencil boxes with magnets will come out.
There are also layers inside, and a special place for pencil erasers, and some even have pencil sharpeners.
In fact, Xu Shiyan wanted to buy that kind when he was shopping, but he went to several places but couldn't find it.
Xu Haiyuan was playing with his eldest sister on the Kang. When he heard that there was a gift from him, he came over quickly.
"Wow, what a beautiful pencil case, thank you Dad."
When children of this age are studying, very few have pencil cases and even very few stationery supplies.
Some children only use a pencil and an eraser. Use a knife to carve a circle on the back end of the pencil, and then tie it with a string.
Drill a hole in the eraser and thread it through a string, then hang the pencil and eraser around your neck to avoid losing it.
Some people also put paper boxes, such as those used for injections in hospitals or clinics, with pencil erasers on them, which is very beautiful to use.
When Xu Haiyuan was in the Yuhong class, Xu Shiqin made a small schoolbag. The schoolbag had an interlayer, and the pencil eraser was placed in the interlayer.
Xu Haiyuan had never seen such an exquisite pencil case before, and he liked it very much.
The pencil is also pretty good-looking, with colorful paint on the outside and a small eraser on the back.
As for the eraser, it's nothing special, just an ordinary white eraser.
The scented erasers in the shapes of various fruits or animals have not yet appeared.
"As long as you study hard, dad will buy you a better-looking pencil case and books in the future." Xu Shiyan touched his son's head and said with a smile.
"Dad, where's mine? I want a pencil case too."
Over there, Xu Jinping also came over. The little girl looked at her father expectantly, asking for a gift.
"Daughter, you are still young. I will buy you a pencil case when you go to the Yuhong class. Look, what did dad buy you?"
Xu Shiyan took out a red plastic hairpin from his pocket, with white polka dots on it and a bow.