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Chapter 153 Xia Xia makes money
"Brother, drink water."

Wanwan raised the cup above her head, staring at Xia Zhihuai's flushed cheeks with two dark eyes, and the sweat on the tip of her nose and neck, she moved her fingers, trying to get him a tissue from her pocket.

But before he could move, Xia Zhihuai had already wiped the sweat off his neck with his sleeve.

"Thank you." Xia Zhihuai took the water glass, first handed it to Qu Xiunan who was beside him, then unscrewed his own glass, reached out and patted Wanwan's little head, "Thank you, Wanwan."

Wanwan shook her head happily, unscrewed the cap of her feeding bottle, and took a sip from the bottle.

Xia Zhihuai glanced at almost half of the land that you haven't cleared, then at the tractor plowing the ground in the distance, and said to Qu Xiunan, "We have to hurry up, I just told that uncle that his Come and help us when the land is finished."

Qu Xiunan put the cup on the ground and pressed the hat on his head: "Got it."

"Wanwan, go and rest under the shade of the tree by the side of the road, just play with Dian Dian and the others."

Wan Wan looked back at Dian Dian who was squatting on the side of the road picking flowers, Zheng He who was helping to pull weeds, and Yan Shu who was squatting beside Dian Dian with his face up in a daze, thought for two seconds and shook his head: "I want to help my brother."

While mowing the grass, Qu Xiunan smiled and said, "You're only a little older, how can you help?"

"I just can help."

Wanwan closed the lid of the feeding bottle, gathered the weeds they had piled up behind her hands and feet together into a pile, bent down, opened her hands, picked up the pile of weeds on the ground, and walked towards the other side of the field humming go.

Xia Zhihuai didn't pay attention at first, but when he turned his head and saw that Wanwan's head was buried under the weeds, she walked forward without looking at the road at all, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Tao Wanwan, watch the road when you walk, be careful that you may fall!"

Wanwan was just about to open her mouth to answer, when suddenly she ate a mouthful of grass, lowered her head and poohed twice, and a small half of the grass leaves in her arms fell off.

The photographer held the camera and took a clear picture of the grass leaves sticking out of Wanwan's head, as well as the weeds that fell along the way, and shook her head helplessly.

……

On the director's side, Hu Beijun has found someone to contact the owner of house No. 2, and has also asked the villagers about the specific situation of that house.

It was indeed a haunted house.

Hearing what the staff said, Hu Beijun's temples throbbed with anger.

"Director Hu, what Xia Zhihuai said is indeed true. I asked several elderly households in the village, and they all said that house No. 2 had indeed been burned down. , People have burned to death."

"The person who died was an old man who had a bad relationship with his son and daughter-in-law. The burned-out roof of the house was demolished and rebuilt, but the layout of the house remained basically unchanged. A few workers were hired to paint it and clean up the house again. Then it was rented to our program group."

Hu Beijun sat on the chair and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Then do you think what Xia Zhihuai said is true or false?"

"It's hard to judge, but only from the fact that room 2 is a haunted house, his judgment is indeed a bit accurate. After all, even we didn't know that room 2 was hiding a famous hall, but it may be that he told the village The people here asked about..."

"Do you think Xia Zhihuai looks like a magic stick?" Hu Beijun asked.

The staff immediately shook their heads.

"He doesn't have the temperament of a magic stick."

Hu Beijun scratched his forehead: "But I always feel that Xia Zhihuai and his sister are talking about the gods, first about the talisman paper, and then about the haunted house..."

He lowered his eyelids and thought for two seconds, always feeling that Xia Zhihuai's exposed neck in the morning was more like a special effects costume.

Don't think that he didn't go back to watch the live video in the morning. After the guy woke up early in the morning, although he didn't remove the cloth covering the lens, when he came out of the bathroom, he obviously took out his makeup bag.

Moreover, Hu Beijun still didn't believe that there was a ghost in that house.

As a rooted materialist, he still prefers to believe in science...

"Let's go to that house to stay overnight."

Hu Beijun clenched his right fist into the palm of his left, and suddenly made up his mind.

The corner of the staff's mouth twitched: "Director Hu, I'm not going."

Hu Beijun looked up at the assistant director beside him.

The assistant director immediately shook his head: "I'm not going either. When something happens to you, I'll call 120 for you."

Hu Beijun: "..."

"Just to be on the safe side, I think Director Hu, you'd better invite a master to stay with you at night to experience the atmosphere of the haunted house."

The assistant director kindly reminded him, and walked away holding his teacup.

……

Xia Zhihuai's group was the first to complete the reclamation of three parts of the land.

He and Qu Xiunan picked up all the weeds in the field and piled them on the roadside.Qu Xiunan watched the tractor rumble and turned over the land, then looked down at the haystack: "Are these grasses just left here?"

"Can these grasses be fed to rabbits?" Wanwan squatted beside her and asked suddenly.

Xia Zhihuai shook his head: "It shouldn't work, the grass is a bit wet, and it needs to be dried for rabbits to eat."

Qu Xiu Nanfu thought to himself: "So can we sell this grass to the farmers in the village who raise rabbits?"

"Yes, yes, but a little bit."

Xia Zhihuai turned his head to look at the other three groups, his eyes suddenly lit up: "You wait, I'll go to the village and ask to see if there is any collection."

If so, he wouldn't mind making some extra money off the weeds.

If the four groups of cut weeds can be sold together, he can still take a cut from the middle.

Maybe the money from asking the uncle to plow the land will be earned back.

There are many farmers in Yunguo Village who raise sheep and rabbits. The main animals are hay harvested outside. As long as they are stored well, they can be stored for a long time. However, there are too many sheep and rabbits. In order to reduce the cost of buying forage Usually, whenever he has time, he will cut the grass near the village and use it to feed farm animals.

Xia Zhihuai went back to the village, and asked several families who raised sheep and rabbits, and they all said that they could harvest freshly cut fodder.

It's just that the four groups add up to one mu of land, and the price that can be sold for all the forage is only a few tens of dollars at most.

Fighting that mosquitoes have few legs, but they are meat, Xia Zhihuai agreed decisively. It would be a waste to throw them on the ground anyway, and they would all be picked up by then.

But Xia Zhihuai said that they had to pull the forage by themselves.

No labor contract.

The other party also readily agreed.

Back in the field, Xia Zhihuai went to Zheng Xu and Song Qingfeng, and offered to help resell the cut grass.

The two groups had no objections and agreed to sell it to the sheep breeder together.

It's just that the group of Mo Zexu and Song Yuanxin is not easy to deal with.

Although Mo Zexu was also working, he was not working fast.

Song Yuanxin, on the other hand, was completely holding back.

Mo Zexu didn't have the consciousness to pile up the cut grass neatly, so the whole field was very messy.

Xia Zhihuai originally wanted to skip them, but he thought that he was recording a show after all, so he could ask Mo Zexu to see if he would like to pile all the grass on the ground and sell it together at that time.

Mo Zexu was sweating profusely. He looked back at the dog-like haystack behind him, and sighed, "Okay, thank you. I'll tidy up the grass."

It would be nice to make a few bucks.

Otherwise, if this continues, their group probably won't even be able to eat today.

Each group of fodder was sold separately, except that Mo Zexu and Song Yuanxin were the least group, and the other three groups got about the same amount of money, eight yuan each.

Xia Zhihuai handed the money to Wanwan, and joked with a smile: "Now the financial power of our group is entrusted to you, you keep the money well, don't lose it."

Wanwan patted her chest and promised, "Don't worry, brother, the things I put here will never be lost."

After selling the forage, their land has basically been plowed.

Xia Zhihuai had discussed it with others in advance, and immediately turned to the show to ask for money when the land was turned over.

Hu Beijun was wearing a hat, clutching the money bag, and stared at Xia Zhihuai for a few seconds.

Xia Zhihuai stretched out his hand: "Director Hu, money!"

"Okay, how much land is turned over?"

"Two hundred, not one cent less."

Hu Beijun squeezed the 200 yuan and said in pain, "Xiao Xia, it's boring if you do it like this. The purpose of our recording program is to experience farming life..."

Xia Zhihuai chuckled and said, "Who in a normal person would have such a big vegetable garden, and finish it in one day?"

"What era is this? There are machines that don't need it, are you stupid?"

Seeing the red notes in his hand being taken away, Hu Beijun turned his head with heartache, secretly thinking about how to get them to spend the money earlier.

(End of this chapter)