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

In just one day, Ding Xuewei had already seen Mrs. Xu's personality clearly. There will never be any bad people she can trust. When she is parting, if she has a problem, or if she wants to find a long-term job, she can come to Yuequan Village to find her if.

Originally, Mrs. Xu hadn't taken away anyone's ideas, after all, she didn't go to seek refuge with others.

When Ding Xuewei opened his mouth, his mind became active.

Isn't there still a thousand acres of woodland waiting to be reclaimed?
Thoughts arose in her heart, but she was not in a hurry to tell anyone. She didn't ask Ding Xuewei until she was far away from the crowd.

"Does it require a lot of labor to open a new land?"

"Not only needing the land, but also taking care of the fields..."

Halfway through the conversation, Ding Xuewei understood: "Grandma wants to bring some people there?"

"Everyone in my life has my own set of rules. The children and grandchildren of these families are very good. Recently, everyone is worrying about work!" Mrs. Xu said sadly: "Although they brought back a lot of seafood before, these seafood can only be solved. This year, no one has worked for a few more days. There is no need to worry about the headcount in the past two years, but next year it has to be guarded. If it is possible, I would like to introduce them to do some time work, not to mention that next year there will be no worries. At least it can reduce the burden a little!"

"How many people are there?" Ding Xuewei had an idea as soon as she changed her mind: "I have a group of long-term laborers. They come to Chenhui Mansion. I can use them very well. I want to go back and ask their opinions. If it is possible, please They relocated."

"I have enough fields in my hand, and I need a lot of long-term workers. During this time, people have been paying attention. If grandma needs it later, I can transfer some to grandma. But if grandma has the manpower she wants, then It’s even better, and acquaintances will feel more at ease when using it.”

Rather than asking for a period of time, she thinks it's better to let these people move there.

Ding Xuewei has two purposes, one is to say it, it is more convenient for acquaintances to use, and the other is to find some acquaintances for Mrs. Xu.

In a new and unfamiliar environment, having acquaintances and not being friends are two different moods.

"Grandma doesn't have to worry about money. As long as they go with you, I can pay them part of their wages first."

If you can get the money in advance, you will naturally have the money to buy land. It doesn't matter whether it is one mu or two mu, as long as you have land in your hand, you can meet the relocation criteria.

Ding Xuewei, a rich man, is really not afraid of encountering shameless top products, but Mrs. Xu can't synchronize her thinking at all.

"It's not clear whether you can let people into the village. Come again, they can't walk away like me. Even if they decide to help me, they have to think about it." Mrs. Xu didn't know what to say about her granddaughter, yesterday He obviously didn't listen to what he said: "When are you going to Bazhen Building?"

"After sending the things back to the inn." She planned to go to Bazhenlou for dinner.

With the experience of going to Linglong Pavilion yesterday, Mrs. Xu's grandmother and grandson have a serious shadow on going to the Pandi sisters' property.

"How about this, you send the things back and go to Bazhen Building, and Jiang Er and I will go back." Afraid that Ding Xuewei would disagree, she hurriedly said, "Let's go to your Grandma Zhang's for dinner."

Not to mention the snacks and oily sugar that Ding Xuewei sent to the Zhang family today, even the friendship between Mrs. Xu and the Zhang family, the Zhang family would not refuse this meal.

Mrs. Xu has a bad waist, and there is only her and Xiao Jiang in the family, so there is no way to go to Linhai County. Previously, several families cared about her and asked her to provide wild vegetables for each family after they went to Linhai County. After the goods are delivered, they will be returned to her part.

This is how her stockpile of seafood comes from.

Dry goods took up space, and Ding Xuewei said that she had been sent a lot, and she would have a chance to go to Linhai County later, so Mrs. Xu came up with the idea of ​​returning the seafood given to her by various families.

From the stock of dry goods in Mrs. Xu's hands, you can see the quantity of dry goods in each family's hands.

Not to mention buying land or anything, I have to find a way to deal with these dry goods!
They don't have the money to make themselves confident!

Ding Xuewei also understood that it was impossible to persuade those people to leave with him immediately, and he also saw the taboo of Mrs. Xu and grandchildren towards Bazhenlou.

There is no embarrassment.

"Then I will separate from grandma here."

"I'm leaving too." Ding Lao Wu suddenly said.

People who are not familiar with Ding Xuewei always have a low opinion of Ding Xuewei. Going to the county government office is different from going to the Bazhen building.

This trip was purely for Mrs. Xu to save face.

"I still have two classmates who want to visit."

In order not to let Mrs. Xu be suspicious, Ding Lao Wu said so.

He was serious, and he didn't have much contact after meeting. Mrs. Xu didn't doubt that he had him, but Ding Xuewei was different. At a glance, she could see that Ding Lao Wu was just trying to appease Mrs. Xu.

"Uncle Wu, you don't need to get off here, do you?"

Although this place is far away from the slums, there will never be anyone who can afford a book nearby.

Ding Laowu squinted at Ding Xuewei and didn't say anything, but he didn't stop leaving.

Shrugging, Ding Xuewei let Xiao Ning leave.

A series of decisions have been made before, and after sending the things back, Ding Xuewei went to Bazhen Building alone.

There was a lot of moisture in this trip, so she went around to the back alley to change her makeup, and then stuffed plastic bottles, silk scarves, knives and scissors, etc. into houses with closed doors.

After finishing all the prepared things, he carried a few pots of flowers and knocked on the door of the rich man.

Compared with sweet potatoes, flowers are more convenient to sell.

They are all half-opened, and you can tell good or bad at a glance.

"Boy, is your house really gone?"

The chubby old man was very greedy: "I will increase the price for you."

"Grandpa, it's really gone. If you want it, I can't bring it to you!" Ding Xuewei pretended to be distressed.

She is very lucky today, the old man inside the gate loves flowers so much, her few pots of hydrangea roses are not found in this world, the old gatekeeper immediately became excited when he saw it, and dragged her straight to the gate .

Ding Xuewei had never thought about selling things in other people's yards, but she was not afraid of being dragged in by the gatekeeper.

No, it doesn't count that he easily earned a fortune in the hands of this rich and flower-loving uncle, but he still wants to let her earn it!
"Grandpa, these potted flowers are my grandpa's painstaking effort. I was going to participate in the Douyan Festival...my grandpa said you are a good person..."

Ding Xuewei spoke intermittently, but the old man heard the meaning.

Every year on May [-]th is the Flower Fighting Festival, all regions will select the best quality flowers and send them to Beijing. If they are accidentally selected by the ladies in the palace, they will be rewarded.

Proud and elated, Guangzong Yaozu planted flowers in addition to studying. Many rich and squires have special gardens to cultivate flowers.

In the past two years, the inherent festivals continued in other places, but the Fengcheng Mansion did not dare to focus on these trivial matters that would not bring enough food and good weather.

Originally planning to participate in the Douyan Festival to earn fame for the family, but no accident happened, and in the end he could only ruthlessly give up.

Everyone has their own reasons, the more noble a person is, the more he is willing to maintain the respect of others, the old man didn't ask much.

"If you want to sell any flowers in the future, it doesn't matter whether they are rare varieties or not, you can send them."

"Grandpa also buys ordinary flowers?" Ding Xue was slightly moved.

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