In the blink of an eye, it was mid-March, and all the three-bedroom land was finished.
Families with a lot of labor were able to cultivate several acres of wasteland and earn two to three taels of silver. In addition, during this period, the lunches provided by the three families included meat and the steamed buns of Sanhe noodles were enough. Many people became a little fatter.
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Especially the young man, who has grown taller, most villagers are grateful to Sanfang.
On the one-acre winter wheat field owned by Bai Sanshu's family, the village chief and several clan elders were looking at the green winter wheat with happy faces.
"It's done, it's really done." The village chief said excitedly: "If we can plant more crops, even if the harvest is smaller, the people in our village will have a lot more space, and no one will starve to death in the future.
It's time."
At this point, the village chief's eyes turned red.
"The second girl said that this acre of land is ready, but she can't guarantee that there will be no other problems. Our family plans to plant another crop of winter wheat this year. This time, it will be more diverse and the time will be earlier, so that we can have a comparison.
"Even with this output, I really can't guarantee it." Bai Sanshu said cautiously.
"That's what it should be." The village chief nodded and said, "Second girl is a thoughtful person. I'll ask her to come to my house later and tell me about the winter wheat in detail. I'll plant some this winter as well. At worst, I'll waste some seeds."
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"Let's do it tomorrow." The patriarch said, "Tomorrow we old bones will gather together to listen to what the second girl has to say, and then we can figure out what to do."
Several clan elders responded one after another, and then everyone's eyes fell on not far away.
I saw Bai Ling, dressed in coarse cloth, walking side by side with Shangguan Yu, who was upright and lowered his head. I didn't know what the two were talking about, and they couldn't help but have some thoughts.
"Okay, then I'll talk to the second girl." Bai Sanshu had already seen the strangeness. He didn't even turn around at this moment. He led a few people back and said: "There is no rush to plant the wasteland in my house. Let's go back to the village chief."
Let's tell the village that when anyone has free time, they can come to our house to collect seeds and work. One acre of land is paid 100 cents. This time, they don't care about food. It's really hard for the family to take care of themselves. When the spring plowing is completed, the factory will
side……"
Not to mention what Bai Sanshu said here, the village chief, the clan chief, and all the clan elders were so happy that they wished they could let the whole village know the good news immediately.
Nanshan Village is really going to be developed.
To be precise, Nanshan Village will live a good life following Sanfang. Let’s see which village will dare to look down on people like them who settled in the rear.
Bai Ling walked with Shangguan Yu in the fields, patiently explaining the common agricultural knowledge she knew. She only hoped that Shangguan Yu could leave soon, otherwise she would always feel uneasy.
"What I just said, my father has a brochure, you can ask someone to copy it. However, this is also the first year my family has planted winter wheat, and we only have such an acre of land. I really can't say whether the successful planting is a fluke. But.
Strictly speaking, it is not considered a success now. Our family is not sure whether it will produce crops later or whether the yield will be enough to repay the investment." Bai Ling spread his hands and told the truth.
There was no way, even though Bai Ling had lived in the countryside for many years, he had also done farm work.
But I only helped when I was too busy at home, so I never really worried about it, and I only knew a little about many things.
"Do you also plan to use your wasteland to grow winter wheat?" Shangguan Yu asked.
"I plan to use half of the land to grow medicinal materials. Some of them may take two or three years to be profitable. The rest will be planted with corn, sweet potatoes and the like for the time being, and it will be treated as nurturing land." Bai Ling said with a helpless smile.
: "Originally, I planned to buy some cultivated land and plant some winter wheat this year. But the harvests in the past two years have been good, so it is not easy to buy land, especially the land in front of my house."
"I have a farm over there in the town with dozens of acres of high-quality farmland that I can give to you." Seeing that Bai Ling was about to refuse, Shangguan Yu continued: "Don't worry, I didn't give it to you for free.
I want you to boldly plant winter wheat. I will also send people over to learn how to plant it. If the planting is successful, you must not hide your secrets. This village is my thank you gift to you."
Bai Ling was silent for a moment, walking with his head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
Shangguan Yu didn't push him. It wasn't until the two of them walked on the path back to the village that Bai Ling said, "No reward for no merit. My family's winter wheat planting is not something I intend to keep private. Then Zhuangzi, if you don't have anything to do with it,
How about just selling it to me? Your people can still come and learn from it, but I can’t guarantee the result."
Taking a deep look at Bai Ling, Shangguan Yu also knew that Bai Ling was not short of Zhuangzi's money, so he nodded and said: "Let Yang Fan transfer the land title tomorrow, and I will take you to Zhuangzi's place to see how you want to arrange it.
No one will interfere."
"Okay." Bai Ling smiled lightly, as warm as the spring breeze.
It's hard to buy high-quality farmland, and good farmland is hard to come by. Bai Ling felt that he had made a profit.
However, Bai Ling doesn't plan to tell his family about buying this Zhuangzi for the time being, lest the news leak out and cause trouble.
The next day, Shangguan Yu took Bai Ling to Zhuangzi and informed the steward that Bai Ling was the new owner of Zhuangzi, and handed over all the accounts in Zhuangzi to Bai Ling for verification. Bai Ling was certainly busy.
But what Bai Ling didn't know was that when Yang Fan went to the county government to transfer the land title, he specifically took his waist badge to see the county magistrate and conveyed Shangguan Yu's wishes.
After Yang Fan left, the county magistrate immediately returned to the back house and met his eldest son who was about to go on a study tour.
"Zhiyuan, my father remembers that when you returned home a few years ago, you told my father that you saw crops covered with straw curtains in a small village?" the county magistrate asked with a slightly anxious tone.
"Didn't father send someone to check?" Ouyang Xun packed the books for a moment, then continued to select books to take with him on the road.
"Do you still remember which village you are from?" the county magistrate asked without answering.
"I'm not sure. It's not far from the Xiao Family Courtyard." After Ouyang Xun finished speaking, he thought about it and added: "There are mountains nearby and there are only a few shabby houses nearby, so it's easy to find."
"Zhiyuan, you have been studying abroad for the past few days. Can you go there and take a look on behalf of my father?" Ouyang Xun said with a slightly excited expression: "If this matter is true, my father's political achievements will be improved.
Wait, maybe we can go directly to the imperial court. By then, those of my family..."
Ouyang Xun frowned, put the selected book back to its original place, and said with a gloomy expression: "Don't worry, father, my son knows what to do."
"As expected of his father, he is a good son. Thank you for your hard work." The county magistrate said happily.
Ouyang Xun didn't say anything. After sending the county magistrate out, he sat in the study and meditated for a long time. Then he called the bookboy into the room and gave a few instructions in a low voice.
After taking over Zhuangzi, Bai Ling did not make any changes in personnel matters, but his impression of Shangguan Yu changed a lot.
After this day's understanding, Bai Ling knew that the tenants on Zhuangzi, apart from retired soldiers, were lonely people whose loved ones had died on the battlefield and had no one to rely on.
However, Shangguan Yu only received 40% of the rent, and he was also responsible for seeds and farm tools, so his annual income was very small.
"Shangguan, why do I think you've been tricked by you? This Zhuangzi is a hot potato, and you really think highly of me." Sitting in the not-so-gorgeous living room, Bai Ling asked in a low tone.
"If you don't want to keep these people, I will take them away." Shangguan Yu obviously understood what Bai Ling meant.
No one would like a banker who is almost unprofitable.
What's more, Bai Ling was bought with money. It will take at least several decades to earn back the investment, and it will have to be a good harvest every year. (To be continued)