When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1263 Farm Owner 16
“Nobody’s rich these days,” Tan You laughed. “Brother Zhang’s family can grow sugarcane, probably to make the kids happy, right? Of course, he should return the snacks he took from the kids, but it would be too conspicuous to carry them back like this. Let’s just turn them all into candy.”

"It's only mid-afternoon now, there's still time."

Zhang Xiang was a little embarrassed: "You were the one who gave us the sweet potato residue first, and those cotton balls too, which we can't buy now."

Tan You waved her hand: "No need for formalities. Life is just like this, looking out for each other."

As Tan You was instructing Zhang Xiang on how to boil sugar, Minister Huang's communicator came through: "Xiao Linzi, I heard you got your hands on some sugarcane?"

“Indeed, Zhang’s mother grew them,” Tan You shook the terminal. Zhang Xiang was stirring syrup in front of the stove, Li Yong was silently tending the fire behind the stove, and as for Chen Xiaojun, he was still eating strawberries.

Minister Huang's voice rose eight octaves: "Are your strawberries ripe? Are there many?"

"Not much these past two days, only about ten kilograms." Tan You shrugged. "The ripe ones have already been picked today. If you want them, send someone over the day after tomorrow."

"About how much each day?" Minister Huang asked first about the production. How refreshing it would be to eat a strawberry on such a cold day.
Tan You: "I reckon there are quite a few. I'll contact you later, and you can arrange for someone to come and help me pick them."

"No problem!" Minister Huang said excitedly, "I'll pick them for you myself!"

Tan You politely declined, saying, "No need, I can't afford to invite you."

"Given our relationship, is there any need for such formalities?" Minister Huang said with a smile. "Little Lin, although I couldn't get you any sugarcane or beets, could you help me plant some sugarcane? It's too dangerous for the soldiers to go out normally. If they had some sugar, their journeys would be safer."

Could Tan You refuse after he said that? She sighed helplessly: "Okay, but for now I can only grow it in an empty greenhouse, with a maximum of five acres."

"This is quite good." Minister Huang was not greedy. Although he had his own selfish motives, they were all for the good of the legion. He was already very satisfied to be able to get five acres of sugarcane from Tan You.

Tan You: "I'm only responsible for planting; I don't care how to make the sugar. You'll have to figure that out yourself."

Minister Huang beamed: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything else. I just need the sugarcane. Speaking of which, sugarcane residue is excellent for feeding pigs..."

Tan You: "So where's my pig?"

Minister Huang said awkwardly, "It's not that we can't get them in a short time, these are in high demand after all."

Tan You didn't dwell on the question. She raised an eyebrow: "Alright, just don't forget. If I raise pigs here, I'll treat you to an authentic 'pig-killing feast' next year."

Minister Huang's Adam's apple bobbed, clearly showing his craving. He slapped his thigh: "Well, I'll go ask around later and see if he can help me get some piglets."

Tan You smiled and hung up the call. At that moment, the syrup began to bubble. Tan You brought out a stainless steel tray, and Zhang Xiang carried the large pot and poured the syrup into the tray.

Chen Xiaojun put down the plate and quickly carried the tray outside the courtyard. Because of the cold weather, the syrup cooled and solidified rapidly. Li Yong used a cleaver to quickly cut the syrup in the tray into pieces the size of mahjong tiles.

Tan You only took twenty yuan, and the rest was divided equally among Li Yong, Chen Xiaojun, and Zhang Xiang. Zhang Xiang felt bad: "You took the least, so how about..."

“I have plenty of sugarcane here,” Tan You said with a smile. “If I want to eat sugar, I can just force it to grow myself.”

"Oh, by the way, these nutritious strawberries are for your sister." Tan You handed over a basket of third-grade strawberries: "It's good for children to eat more nutritious foods."

"Thank you," Zhang Xiang said, taking the strawberries. "I'm always taking advantage of you. If you ever need any help in the future, just let me know." "I won't be polite," Tan You replied, of course. "The strawberries will be ripe the day after tomorrow. If you have time, come and help me pick them. I'll pay you a pound of strawberries every day as wages."

"Forget about the salary," Zhang Xiangte honestly shook his head: "We..."

“Everyone else gave it to me,” Tan You stopped him. “I’m not a profiteer. I should give what I’m owed. It’s getting late, so I won’t keep you any longer.”

The three of them glanced at the sky and knew it wasn't appropriate for them to stay any longer, so they left the farm under the cover of night.

At Zhang Xiang's house, Zhang Xiaomei had already been calmed down. The little girl sat by the door, looking expectantly out the door: "Why hasn't my older brother come back yet?"

She heard that her older brother had contacted the family and brought back strawberries. She hadn't eaten much for dinner, hoping to eat more strawberries later. But she'd been waiting so long, why hadn't her brother returned yet?

Zhang's parents exchanged a glance; they both knew what the little girl was thinking, and they found it really amusing how children could be. She had already asked almost twenty times just for a bite to eat.

The sound of a motorcycle rang out, and Zhang Xiaomei jumped up: "It's my brother's motorcycle!"

Strangely enough, she could recognize the sound of Zhang Xiang's motorcycle. She clung to the door frame, peering anxiously, praying that her older brother would return soon.

Upon seeing Zhang Xiang's motorcycle, Zhang Xiaomei screamed and ran away. Zhang's mother hurriedly followed behind, shouting, "Slow down! It's so dark, don't fall!"

Zhang Xiaomei slowed down, turned around and pulled her mother along, still jogging in Zhang Xiang's direction.

Zhang Xiang had already arrived. He bent down and handed Zhang Xiaomei a small cloth bag. Zhang Xiaomei opened it and asked, "Big brother, what's this?"

Zhang Xiang: "You'll know once you try it."

Zhang's mother also saw it, and she was surprised: "Brown sugar?"

“Yes,” Zhang Xiang laughed, “It was just boiled this afternoon, little sister. You couldn’t have made this much sugar from those few sugarcanes. You’re the one who got a good deal.”

Zhang Xiaomei looked up at her mother: "Mom..."

Mrs. Zhang took a piece of candy with a pained expression, then broke it in half before handing it to her, saying, "It's evening, you can't eat too much candy."

Zhang Xiaomei couldn't wait to lick it, and her eyes quickly filled her mouth with half a piece of candy: "So sweet, the candy is so delicious."

The three entered the house, and Zhang's mother carefully closed the door before everyone began to take stock of the things Zhang Xiang had brought back.

"You even have grade three nutritional strawberries?" When Zhang's mother saw the basket of nutritional strawberries weighing about two pounds, her eyes widened. "This...this is too valuable. Should we sell them?"

Zhang Xiang refused: "No, selling it would be too conspicuous. You've all worked too hard these past few years. We should eat when we're hungry; our health is the most important thing."

Mr. Zhang made the decision: "Then we'll eat it ourselves! Health is the most important thing!"

Zhang Xiaomei volunteered: "I'll go wash the strawberries!"

Mrs. Zhang: "Two strawberries each are enough for us tonight, and we can eat the rest later. Regular strawberries can be washed more often, but these don't keep very long."