Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 213 My family has a cow
The sun just showed half of his face from the eastern mountain, and Shu Yingtong's family had already finished breakfast.

All kinds of pots, jars, bamboo baskets were moved into the carriage one after another, and Shuan'er squatted on the ground, resting his chin on the ground, watching Zhu Yu jump onto the front carriage.

"Want to go?" Shu Yingtong stood at the door of the main room, watching Zhu Yu skillfully picked up the reins and was about to drive the carriage out of the yard.

Shuan'er's face lit up, and she jumped up from the ground with a thud, looking up at her with shining eyes, "Is that okay?"

"Go." Shu Yingtong touched the little knob on his head, and gave him a small string of copper coins, "Put the money in Zhu Yu, let her buy it for you if you want."

"Oh! I'll be very good!" Shuan'er screamed excitedly, grabbed the copper coins and ran towards the door, shouting towards the kitchen while running: "Mom! I'm going to the county town! I won't be back for lunch!"

Zhenniang answered in the kitchen, since he has not been allowed to go to the county since the beginning of spring, the child is not happy.

After the two most noisy people in the family went out, Shu Yingtong turned her head and glanced at the sun. She guessed that everyone hadn't gone to the mountains to open up wasteland, so they had to go to Uncle Wei's house.

Passing through two alleys, the sound of reading can be heard from inside the vermilion new gate, Shu Yingtong stood at the gate thoughtfully.

As Jing Yunyan said, the meeting hall is not often used, and even when it is used, it is at night.

The area is large enough, and there are ready-made tables and stools, it is better to use it as a school.

The porcelain kiln has already paid off the contract money and paid for the raw materials.

Brick and tile kilns and cement kilns have negotiated cooperation with other construction contractors in the village and county, and several orders have been received, and their contract money and raw material money have been entered into the village account one after another.

It doesn't cost much to invite a teacher to come back, and the money can be paid from the village account. As for the money for books, paper and pens, the students can only afford it themselves.

Things that come too easily are not cherished.

"Why is the girl standing at the door and not going in?"

There was a kind questioning sound behind her, Shu Yingtong turned her head, and a kind old woman was walking towards her with a wooden barrel on her arm, followed by a young woman who was also holding a wooden barrel with a smile on her face.

"Aunt Wei, Sister Shui Lian."

"Have you had breakfast, girl?"

"After eating, come and talk to Uncle Wei about something."

Shu Yingtong and Yan Yuese replied, followed Aunt Wei into the door, and casually glanced at the yard, which was as orderly as ever.

The layout is similar to most courtyards in Nancun, with two floors and a large courtyard.

There was a barn in the corner of the yard, and a sturdy middle-aged man was putting the cows in the cages with his back turned to this side, and it seemed that he was about to go out to work.

This is the only cow in the village.

After the beginning of spring, Uncle Wei's two sons asked her to borrow money to jointly buy a cow. After it was registered in the official register, the villagers envied it for a long time when they brought it back.

In addition to commanding the cattle to do heavy work, he made a trip to the county town every three or four days, and by the way, the villagers were also given a ride in a bullock cart, and two wallets to go back and forth.

There is no big profit, mainly to facilitate the villagers to go to the county to do small business and save some travel.

The Wei family didn't have a separate family, and the whole family lived in this yard.Seeing Shu Yingtong enter the door, they stopped what they were doing and greeted her enthusiastically, what to do after greeting her.

Shu Yingtong didn't need them to entertain him, and walked to the main room in the familiar way.

The main room of the Wei family is very spacious. Besides eating, it also has a bigger purpose, which is to deal with various trivial matters in the village.

Uncle Wei, who was dressed in patched old clothes, came out cheerfully, holding a pick in his hand, "What do you want me to do, girl? I'm going to the mountain to dig tree roots~"

To plant camellia oleifera, the thorny shrubs and miscellaneous trees on the top of the hill must be cleaned up. Digging the roots is the biggest project.

All the strong laborers in Nancun had to go to the mountains to work, regardless of gender, leaving only the old, the young and the weak at home.

Standing at the door, Shu Yingtong glanced at his work-friendly attire, and stepped over the threshold, "I'll go later, there are a few things I want to discuss with you."

Uncle Wei leaned the shovel against the wall, "Okay, then I'll bring a pot of boiling water."

"No, I'm not thirsty for the porridge I drank in the morning." Shu Yingtong went straight to the wall. On the wall was the map of Huanshan Village that she had drawn by herself.

"This wasteland is about ten acres, and the soil quality is not bad. I plan to use it to grow bamboo cane and interplant watermelon between the ridges." Shu Yingtong raised her finger to circle the land she was looking for.

Uncle Wei looked at the map with his hands behind his back and nodded, then immediately shook his head, "I know bamboo cane, but what is watermelon?"

He smashed his mouth and learned a lot from the girl.Those sweet potatoes are so easy to plant, half buried and half exposed, covered with a thin layer of fine soil, and then covered with a layer of dry thatch stalks.

Seedlings emerge quickly, and now that the weather has warmed up, the thatch branches above have been transplanted, and the growth is quite gratifying.

Now I want to make watermelon again, and I don't know if it tastes better than winter melon and pumpkin.

"Fruits that are in season in summer, and those that climb vines on the ground, don't need to build a frame." Shu Yingtong gave a general explanation.

Whether watermelon is an alien species has always been controversial, but the Han nationality began to popularize it in the Song Dynasty. Even if it existed in this dynasty that did not exist in history, it was a niche fruit.

Now she can't show him the real thing, and it's useless to explain more than this kind of cognition.

"Is it fruit? Can it be dried into fruit?"

"No."

Uncle Wei's face was complicated, and after thinking about it, he asked hesitantly, "What's the use?"

He knows that bamboo cane can boil sugar, and the fruit trees that are going to be planted in the mountains can also be dried in the sun. The watermelon is not a vegetable, so it’s just sweet, what can it do.
"Sell money, let the rich eat something special first. When Mr. An repairs the roads, Guluo Town will become a special place of production." Shu Yingtong's fingers crossed the boundary of Huanshan Village on the map, with a calm expression on his face.

If you want to make this village rich, it's useless to stare at the market in a small place like Yuan County.

The popularity is opened, the traffic is unimpeded, and the business automatically comes to the door.

"Try planting for a year first, and thoroughly understand the planting technology. Next year, as long as God rewards the food, it will be a prosperous year." Shu Yingtong smiled lightly.

As long as there are no natural disasters or uncontrollable diseases, the various crops planted on a small scale this year can be planted in large quantities next year.

"Yeah, that's no problem~" Uncle Wei stroked his beard, his old but not cloudy eyes were full of hope.

The common people don't have any big pursuits, they just want to be fed and clothed, to be healthy, and to have surplus food in the warehouse.

Last year's disaster caused people to starve to death. He could still vividly remember it. Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.

"This land is different from the camellia oleifera forest. It is owned by Nancun, and the proceeds belong to Nancun." She added.

It is too much labor to cultivate ten acres of land, plus management and post-care problems, she does not want to spend all her time on physical labor.

"Yes, yes, my family has oxen, and the plowing can do a lot of labor!"

She curled up her mouth and silently looked at the old man in rough and rags, and sighed in her heart that this kind of village cadre who devoted himself to the construction of the village without asking for anything in return was so simple and admirable.

Not only him, but the whole Nancun village is working hard without complaint or regret, and can find a way to overcome any difficulties.

She seems to like this backward ancient times more and more.

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