Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Ding Xuewei never treats people badly. Although the workers were not allowed to enjoy delicious food today, they gave away two jars of lard when they were off work.

And when the laborers finished installing the waterwheel, it was not too early or too late, and it didn't make much sense to let them go back to work, so they were allowed to rest. At this time, they might all be in the woods.

Thinking about the possibility of calling someone back to dig a hole, Ding Xuewei watched one after another full of vehicles passing by, and when more than 20 oxen and horse-drawn carts all stopped, he remembered the question of eating: "Grandpa Xu, have you eaten yet? "

"No, don't worry about me, your aunt has already gone back, and I will have something to eat when I get back." Old Xu didn't care much.

Ding Xuewei thought about it, and asked him to eat even if he had to wait, so he didn't force it.

Nearly six o'clock, the villagers still think it's early to eat, and most of them are still in the fields. Those who have driven for a day, if they can't eat and rest immediately, they can't wait to eat and lie down immediately.

After asking the number of people, Ding Xuewei hurriedly asked Aunt Bai to adjust the noodles, and Aunt Zhang Qi and Aunt Xiao boiled water.

There are big pots and small pots, but everything that can be used is used.

Meals for more than 300 people are difficult to say, but easy to say.

Boiling water and holding firewood is quite tiring, but mixing noodles and cooking bean noodles is quite easy. In less than an hour, the crowd who had eaten all the dry food picked up their rice bowls and ate warm thin bean noodles.

Ding Xuewei didn't have enough bowls and chopsticks here, so he went to the village to borrow some, and the old man Xu, who originally only wanted to talk to old man Ding and the old village chief, also rubbed against each other.

27 cars, basically I have seen and heard of them, so I am curious, what is worth sending so far.

The fruits and vegetables in this world are very simple, and the vegetation in the north and south are similar.

When peaches, yellow pears, jujubes, etc. jumped into the eardrums, Ding Xuewei almost didn't stare. Fortunately, the common ones are grapes, pomegranates, crabapple fruit, hawthorn and nai.

White-skinned eggplant, thick-skinned beans and broad-leaf celery are followed by sorghum millet, walnuts, pine nuts and large chestnuts.

It's not that there are no walnuts and pine nuts here in Fengcheng Mansion, just like chestnuts. The varieties here are very small, the walnuts are no more than the size of a thumb, and the pine nuts are mixed with rice grains, so you can't find them!

She doesn't know if the walnuts and pine nuts in the space supermarket can sprout, but millet and sorghum can definitely do it.

Apples, pomegranates, and grapes are more worth a try!
"These seedlings look pretty good. It's getting late today. How about planting them tomorrow?" As she spoke, she looked at the men who had washed up and were about to rest.

Chen Yu bought her 36 people, except for a father and son and a mother of four, the rest are complete families.

Among these people, the parents are not very old, and the children are basically eleven or twelve years old.

Unsurprisingly, all of them came from rich families, they were all honest and cunning, and they all had no experience in farming.

They, help out with running errands, it's okay to start a fight, plant trees, let's save it!

"Does Uncle Chen have any arrangements for these people?"

"Young master wants me to deliver some sweet potatoes when I go back." Duan Duan, Chen Chong replied: "Miss Ding needs it, just use it."

"...Are you sure you want to transport the sweet potatoes?" Ding Xue raised her eyebrows slightly with surprise on her face.

The first batch of sweet potato vines was cut in early March, and the sweet potato vines were cut many times.

Sweet potatoes, but she has never been dug up.

According to written knowledge, summer potatoes grow very fast and can be harvested in 20 days.

Up to now, it's still less than three months, that is to say, if they want to transport the sweet potatoes, they have to wait at least one month.

The careful thought on Ding Xuewei's face was too obvious, Chen Chong's mind flashed the unpredictable expression of his son when he was about to leave the house.

"... sure, during this period, Miss Ding just arranges."

"That's a good relationship." She didn't have any courtesy towards Chen Yu's people.

In the past six months, she has increased his income so much!
There are a lot of saplings, even if they work overnight today, it is impossible to plant them all, so Ding Xuewei will not bother, and the sorghum and millet are all spring vegetation, so she can't go to the field immediately even if she wants to.

Early, people rest.

In the early morning of the next day, some of the laborers continued their original work, and the other half led the delivery team to dig holes and plant trees. Ding Xuewei chose two of them to stay in the village, and brought the rest into the city.

First go to Bazhen Building to get the key, and then appoint personnel with Chen Chong's assistance. After everything is arranged, Chen Chong leaves, and she goes to Linglong Pavilion.

It happened that Mrs. Zhang was at the door, and when she saw her, she rushed to her.

"I thought you had to wait two more days to come."

Obviously, Mrs. Zhang communicated with shopkeeper Wu, knowing that she was planning to come and was busy.

Taking out the bundle tightly stuffed under the seat in the car and handing it to Mrs. Zhang, Ding Xuewei didn't even plan to get out of the car.

"There are a lot of things at home, and I will come to play with Aunt Zhang after a while."

Mrs. Zhang knows what she has to do these days, and she doesn't force her to stay: "I visited an old lady yesterday and brought me a few boxes of snacks, just wait."

Regardless of whether Ding Xuewei wanted it or not, Mrs. Zhang turned around and ran into the shop with her bundle in her arms.

A few minutes later, she stuffed such a huge bag under the seat of the car.

"Their family's ancestors were imperial masters, and these dim sums are made by their family very authentically."

Looking at Mrs. Zhang's eyes that you understand, Ding Xue wants to cry but has no tears.

This is not blatantly prying people's walls!
"Don't worry, Aunt Zhang, I will definitely taste it later."

She bit the word "taste" very hard, and Mrs. Zhang covered her mouth with a smile and backed away.

Ding Xuewei never went into the space to get anything that could be bought with money. She bought it all the way out of the city, including bedding, luggage, clothes, shoes and socks, bowls, chopsticks, fried rice, beans and salt. She spent a lot of money until there was no room in the carriage.

When passing a pawn shop, she thought about it, and after a while, she drove the carriage into the alley in front and walked around the alley.

When the carriage arrived at the door of the pawnshop again, the horse was the same horse, the cart was the same cart, and the little girl who was originally driving the cart turned into a young boy.

"Boss, do you accept this?"

There are no cabinets that are too high to reach the countertop, and there is no fence to protect yourself. If there is no pawn shop in this world, if it is not for the sign of pawn hanging brightly at the door, no one will doubt that it is not a miscellaneous shop.

Counters, shelves, are very common!
Feeling in her heart, while the world treats snatchers with such strict laws that make people heinous, she opened up the burden.

With just one glance, the old man who was not very caring at first raised his eyes.

In the next second, both hands tremblingly picked up the painted peony and gold bone china soup basin, and the middle-aged man who had been idly wiping the jade pendant on the side, almost dropped the good jade pendant in his hand.

Three steps and two steps, he rushed straight to the counter.

"This, this, this..."

For a long time, he didn't know why, and the old man with gray temples didn't give him a look from the beginning to the end.

His eyes looked back and forth, as if his hands were not enough to touch, and he kept touching it again and again.

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