When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1286 Farm Owner 39
"Let's go back quickly. Grandpa and Grandma knew you were coming back, so they started making bone broth early this morning." The older boy sensibly helped Hu Feng up: "Dad, you work so hard. I wish I could help you with the chores."

Hu Feng's mind raced. His eldest son was already twelve years old. Although he had awakened earth-type abilities, he was still too young and not old enough to join the legion. But the farm wasn't busy right now; he could ask the forestry manager if they were hiring next spring when the flowers bloomed.

Keeping this thought to himself, Hu Feng patted the child's head and said, "Don't worry, Dad is earning enough to support the family."

The food rations provided by Tan You were food rations, and the wages were wages. These days, general points were practically useless; everyone valued food most. Hu Feng and the others simply exchanged all their wages for grain, which amounted to about two hundred jin.

Of the nearly 200 jin of grain consumed each month, only a quarter was grass seeds; the rest consisted entirely of staple foods like sweet potatoes and potatoes, which are very filling, not to mention any refined grains.

If we save a little, it's enough to keep the whole family from going hungry.

As the grain was placed into the large vat at home, Aunt Hu exclaimed in surprise, "So much grain? You didn't steal any, did you?"

Hu Feng: "Of course not, am I that kind of person? I exchange my wages for grain, the farm doesn't lack grain. It's better to just ask for grain than to take general points, you can't even buy it outside."

Mr. Hu nodded: "That's more convenient. Is working on the farm hard?"

“It’s not as hard as collecting in the wild,” Hu Feng said honestly. “Every day it’s just weeding, and since it’s winter now, there’s not much work. By the way, knowing we’re on break, the forest owner gave us two pounds of small strawberries so we can pick them ourselves.”

As he spoke, he took out the strawberries that were carefully protected on his chest. The two children's eyes lit up, but the older one turned his head away and said, "I don't want to eat them. Dad, take them and exchange them for money."

"I brought these back for you to eat," Hu Feng said with a sour feeling in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "You can eat them. These strawberries are small and don't fetch a good price. They're also troublesome to pick, so anyone who wants to eat them can pick them."

"We can eat it as much as we want, but we can't sell it."

The youngest son exclaimed dreamily, "Can I really eat as many strawberries as I want? I can eat strawberries with every meal!"

Hu Feng shook his head: "You can eat whatever you want, but eating too much can hurt your stomach."

The youngest son asked innocently, "This stuff is so delicious, you might get sick from eating it all?"

The group exchanged glances, looked at the strawberries on the table, and then at the overflowing granary. Suddenly, they realized that life was gradually getting better.

"I'll rest for two days this time, and go back to the farm tomorrow night. The four of us will go back together." Hu Feng sat down by the fire pit, warming himself by the fire while talking about his recent plans.

“That’s good,” Mrs. Hu nodded. “Let’s go early tomorrow afternoon, so we don’t have to get up early the day after tomorrow, which isn’t safe either.”

Similar conversations took place in almost every other household. Those whom Jin Xi had chosen to go to the farm were all burdened with heavy family responsibilities and were very upright people. They would talk about life on the farm, but they would never mention Tan You's mutated animals and plants.

For example, they didn't mention the level 7 turtle that hibernated in Tan You's courtyard.

The employees taking turns to rest did not affect Tan You. Her life continued as before. She inspected the farm in the morning and evening. When she was in the mood, she would cultivate a batch of nutritious ingredients, or she would practice her supernatural abilities.

Alternatively, she could focus on food preparation. As for animal husbandry, the workers had completely taken over, leaving Tan You with no need to do anything. Tan You's role was currently just to oversee the overall operations; the employees handled all the smaller tasks. Although manpower had been freed up, food consumption had increased.

With only enough grain to feed twelve workers, Tan You's reserves were insufficient to sustain the winter wheat harvest. Therefore, he had to force the wheat to ripen earlier, moving the harvest from March of the following year to the end of January.

At that time, Tan You's granary was almost empty, and she urgently needed to fill it.

Hu Feng and his team, along with the third squad, worked for three full days to harvest all fifty mu of winter wheat from C88. To their delight, Tan You discovered about ten first-grade mutant wheat plants during the harvest.

These dozen or so mutated wheat plants were also stored separately by Tan You. These are all new wheat varieties, and whether or not he can own an entire field of mutated wheat depends on these mutated wheat plants.

With 50 mu of wheat harvested, and calculated at 800 jin per mu, Tan You harvested a full 40 tons of wheat. This greatly alleviated Tan You's fear of food shortage; with grain in hand, she could relax a bit.

Minister Huang, holding an abacus, grinned like a cunning old fox: "Forestry owner, our cooperation has been very pleasant. You and your workers can't possibly eat all this wheat..."

Tan You waited until he finished speaking before saying, "We really can't finish eating it all, but I also have a heavy burden. The workers' wages are usually exchanged for grain, and I can't sell too much, otherwise where will everyone's food come from?"

“Their monthly wages can be exchanged for 200 jin of food. Before, it was mixed with grass seeds, but eating too much grass seeds is bad for the stomach. I plan to eliminate the grass seeds later and replace them with other foods.”

Minister Huang explained to Tan You: "The C87 wheat will be harvested in another month and a half, and then you'll have new grain here. There are twelve workers in total, and their monthly rations and wages will amount to a maximum of 250 jin."

“Even if it’s 6000 jin in two months, that’s only 3 tons. Forestry owner, it’s not unreasonable for you to sell me 30 tons, is it? I see that your yield per mu is more than 800 jin, some even exceed 1,000 jin.”

“I can’t argue with you,” Tan You was indeed persuaded by Minister Huang: “30 tons, no more than that.”

"Thirty tons is more than enough for me!" Minister Huang's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. "I'll have someone come and transport it right away. Don't worry, we definitely won't let you suffer any losses!"

How could Minister Huang not be happy? With the arrival of these 30 tons of wheat, the logistics warehouses were immediately more full. Not to mention that C87 would have another harvest in just over a month, and the base also had its own plantations…

Hu Feng and the others stood silently to one side, deeply moved when they heard that Tan You planned to remove grass seeds from the food rations in the future. Some farm owners were hiring people to work, and some were even giving grass seeds directly, yet there were still many people vying for the jobs.

Now they don't have to eat grass seeds anymore, and from now on they'll eat refined grains almost every meal? At this moment, I feel a happiness that seems almost unreal.

Minister Huang received the grain from Tan You, and in less than two hours, the mountain of wheat had shrunk by more than half. Tan You disregarded the loss and glanced at the members of the third squad: "Let's eat the new flour for lunch. Two of you go grind the flour."

Zhang Xiang is always direct: "Forestry owner, I'd like to buy some wheat to take back with me."

Tan You naturally wouldn't refuse this small request: "I have no objection. Are you taking it back to process it yourself?"

Zhang Xiang hesitated for a moment: "Can you process it here?"

Tan You glanced at Hu Feng, who had his arm around Zhang Xiang's shoulder: "We haven't had much work lately, so we built a mill by the river. We can help you grind the flour; you just need to pay us a small fee for the labor."