The small courtyard rented by the Wen family was temporarily vacant. Wen Siran knew that Jiang Zhan was going there, so he offered to let him live there.
Jiang Zhan is naturally not polite either.
He caught the earliest flight to the capital city of Yue Province, and Zhang Qi drove to pick him up.
The car drove all the way to Taoshui Village.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Qi walked into the house and poured a glass of water for Jiang Zhan.
"Mr. Jiang, you can sit under the persimmon tree and rest for a while. Qingzhi has gone to the back mountain to deliver water to everyone. Auntie and uncle are also busy in the back mountain. You are welcome, just treat it as your own home."
Zhang Qi rubbed his hands and entertained people as if they were invited to his own family, as if he had become a non-staff member of the Xu family.
Jiang Zhan took a sip of water, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Can I go to the back mountain to have a look?"
"Of course." Zhang Qi raised his hand and said, "Mr. Jiang, please come this way."
Walking towards the back mountain, you can see people busy working everywhere for only a few hundred meters.
Zhang Qi led him forward so that he could take a closer look.
Jiang Zhan looked at such a big mountain, and it was not easy to cover it. He had been to many foreign farms to inspect, and because it was located on a plain, it was fully mechanized and operated, which was very convenient.
This is a hilly landform. Except for the flat ground below which can be operated mechanically, the enclosed mountains have to be operated manually.
The round sun has emerged from the top of the mountain, and the sunlight is shining on the earth. The sun is not too bad at the moment, and standing against the mountain, there is a cool feeling.
Jiang Zhan couldn't help but take a deep breath. The air here is much better than that in Kyoto.
Zhang Qi found Qingzhi's figure with his eyes, quickly stretched out his arms and waved, shouting: "Qingzhi, Qingzhi, I brought the person back."
Xu Qingzhi is preparing the land for planting strawberries next month. The weeds and debris on the surface have been cleared, plowed, and a small amount of chicken manure has been applied. Strawberries cannot tolerate fertilizer, so they cannot give too much fertilizer.<
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Today we are doing furrowing. We need to plow deeply to make a high furrow. The furrow is 60 cm wide, 30 cm high, and the furrow spacing is 40 cm apart.
Strawberries are planted in two rows per border, and the distance between rows is one centimeter long and wide, so about 10,000 strawberries are planted per acre.
The strawberry seedlings in her space have many stolons, enough to plant three acres of land. They are good seedlings grown in the spiritual energy space. With the spiritual spring water and spiritual energy formation, there is no need to worry about the strawberry yield. The yield per mu is six thousand kilograms.
Question.
Hearing Zhang Qi's voice, Xu Qingzhi turned around and saw Zhang Qi and the man next to him.
She waved her hand to indicate that she had heard her, and walked back with her empty water bottle.
Walking to the roadside, I took two or three steps up from the ridge.
"Hello, boss, I am Jiang Zhan, Jiang Xiao's younger brother." Jiang Zhan was dressed in a black suit, with gold-rimmed eyes, and his hair was meticulously styled. His whole person exuded a three-point politeness.
Being as dignified as the wisdom of the ups and downs of the business world, I extended a hand in a very business-like manner.
Xu Qingzhi stretched out his hand and shook it politely, "Hello, Xu Qingzhi, just call me Qingzhi."
"Qingzhi." Jiang Zhan called her, curled his thin lips, and said in a very gentle voice: "Then you can call me Zhan Zhan, all my friends around me call me that."
Xu Qingzhi rarely hesitated to address such meaningless things, so he said: "Okay, have you had breakfast?"
Jiang Zhan shook his head, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I came here in a hurry, I didn't have time to eat on the way."
"I'm just going to have breakfast. I have some porridge and side dishes at home. If you don't mind, we can eat some together." After Xu Qingzhi finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qi next to him: "Zhang Lu, would you like to eat some too?"
Zhang Qi touched his belly and said with a smile: "I was just thinking about coming back for breakfast."
He doesn't want to eat anything outside now. The Xu family's porridge uses the new rice they beat this time. It is cooked and tastes like rice.
In order to entertain some folks who came to help out before having breakfast, the family listened to Qingzhi’s advice and made breakfast a self-service format.
In this way, everyone can eat whatever they want, and use public chopsticks to pick it into their own bowls, so it tastes clean and hygienic.
There are scallion-flavored meat buns, brown sugar buns, clear porridge, boiled eggs, stir-fried water spinach, spinach, cold cucumbers...
The bowls and chopsticks are also placed nearby.
Xu Qingzhi opened the lid of the porridge. It was still hot inside. She filled a bowl of porridge with a meat bun and eggs and put it aside to eat.
Zhang Qi couldn't wait to take a large bowl and filled it with a large bowl of porridge. He also put a little of each item on the plate, so that the plate was so full that the boiled eggs couldn't be placed at all.
I took two in my hand.
Jiang Zhan was shocked when he saw how full Zhang Qi's bowl was.
He also filled the porridge and took some of each, but not much.
In fact, he ate something on the plane, and because Jiang Xiao had tasted Xu's dishes, he also expected that the dishes would be delicious.
He took a bite of water spinach and found that it still tasted the same.
Just because of the difference in chefs, the water spinach here seems to be more delicious.
Zhang Qi is peeling eggs.
A light smell of boiled eggs wafts from the air.
When Jiang Zhan smelled it, he actually felt that the boiled eggs were so fragrant, with a light aroma that made people want to eat them.
He also peeled the egg shell and took a bite of the egg.
There was no fishy smell at all from the eggs, and they tasted delicious. He, who never eats egg yolks, ate the whole egg this time.
Because he manages a boutique supermarket, Jiang Zhan has to deal with major farms around the world all year round. He has tasted eggs from so many companies, but at this moment, he actually feels that none of them are as delicious as Xu's eggs.
To test the quality of an egg, boiled eggs are probably the best way to cook them.
Zhang Qi had finished the porridge in his bowl and wanted to serve a second bowl. When he saw that the porridge in Jiang Zhan's bowl was still untouched, he suddenly felt anxious for fear that others would miss such delicious porridge, so he reminded: "
Mr. Jiang, you have some porridge. This porridge is delicious. It is made from rice grown by the Xu family. The rice was just beaten a while ago. Whether it is cooked porridge or cooked rice, it is very delicious."<
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"Okay." Jiang Zhan responded, took a sip with a spoon and tasted it. After eating the rice porridge, he showed an excited look on his face, "It's so delicious."
He has tasted all the famous rice in the world. The best Wuchang rice in the country is always available in boutique supermarkets, as well as top-grade foreign rice.
However, there is no such thing as the rice fragrance in front of me, which looks ordinary but is anything but ordinary.
The rice grains are cooked until they are slightly soft, and when you eat it, it feels like cotton rolling on your tongue, with a lingering unique rice aroma.
Very pure and refreshing rice fragrance.
He couldn't use adjectives to describe how good it was. He just felt that as long as this rice was eaten, no one would say it was not delicious.
He really wants to ask, boss, can this rice cooperate?
In the past, when he went to discuss cooperation with the farm owner, basic sincerity was necessary. What was more important was the exchange of interests. If he gave enough profits, he would have no problem winning the cooperation.
However, his brother reminded him that knowing lightly is different.
Jiang Zhan did not dare to speak rashly for a while, but asked tentatively: "Qingzhi, I would like to ask, how many acres of land does your family own?"
Xu Qingzhi had just finished breakfast, wiped his mouth, and replied: "It's just the few acres of land that my grandpa and I own, and we don't own it to anyone else."
Jiang Zhan was a little disappointed, but then he thought that the taste of rice grown in this place should not be much different. Maybe he could try the rice from other families in the same village.
Zhang Qi had already finished his second bowl of porridge. When he heard this conversation, he said with regret: "Qingzhi, it's a pity that we don't grow more of such delicious rice."
At this time, a man came in from the door. He put his gloves on the table angrily, put his hands on his hips, and there was a rare hint of anger on his honest face. He didn’t know who he was talking to specifically. Anyway, when he saw someone in the room, he started talking.
Started to mumble: "It's so irritating. I went to talk about Baotian a few days ago, and several people had already agreed, but today they changed their minds."
Xu Qingzhi saw her father's face flushed with anger, and asked in a warm voice: "Dad, what's wrong?"
"It's not Li Xiong's fault. Where did he hear that there are many people on the Internet who want to buy our rice at a high price, but we don't sell it, so he did something to destroy the fields around our house.
I went to find someone to negotiate with someone. I had already negotiated with someone and planned to have someone plow the 511 acres. He went to find someone to open 1,11 acres. Who can make money?
Several people called me and said that they would not give me the land package in the second half of the year." Xu Fuqiang was not angry at being rejected, but because the deal had already been negotiated, but the other party suddenly changed his mind. Another one was that his daughter wanted to give him more money.
There are several acres of land, but I can't manage things well, and I feel a sense of powerlessness in my heart.
He even slapped his own ear.
Zhang Qi was frightened.
Xu Qingzhi was frightened. She rushed over and grabbed her father's hand. Her tone was a little urgent: "Dad, what are you doing? It's okay if others don't give you a bag. Why are you beating yourself?"
"Qingzhi, it's all my fault that Dad is useless. If Dad was useful, no matter how high the price Li Xiong offered, no one else would change his mind. Even the area around the land on the slope of our house was covered by Li Xiong.
When we got here, my dad knew that he was selling vegetables online for a hundred yuan a pound, and all our guests went to buy from him." Xu Fuqiang's face was full of joy some time ago, but now he only has a deep sense of frustration.
This house covers such a big mountain, and no one buys the things we grow, so what should we do?
Life has finally gotten better, but if I haven’t made any money, I might even lose everything.
He and Yanmei originally thought of saving a girl's book for their daughter, but now it was better, and Qingzhi lost all his savings.
Xu Qingzhi didn't tell her parents about the things on the Internet, fearing that they would worry, but she could guess that her third aunt might have told her mother.
Her voice was calm and she said soothingly: "Dad, don't worry yet."
Jiang Zhan, who had been silent at the dining table, suddenly stood up and said, "Maybe... I have a way."