The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 19 Who will do this job?
Qiao Xiaomai got off the bullock cart and lifted the basket, which weighed several dozen catties. She made a face of struggling, and said to Tong Sanlang, "Brother Tong San, thank you today, you go back, we The three walked back slowly."

In front of the villagers, it is better not to have anything to do with Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang hummed, and drove the ox cart away. Qiao Xiaomai put the pannier on his back and said, "It's sold, let's go home and talk about it."

This short sentence made both Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami happy. It was difficult to ask in detail on the way. After entering the house, before Qiao Xiaomai put down the basket, Qiao Dami couldn't help asking, "Sister, are you really selling?" La?!"

"Mai Mai, are you hungry? I've prepared dinner, let's eat first." Qiao Changshun went into the kitchen to light the oil lamp.

"That's right, sister eats first, and dad cooked porridge and made vegetable dumplings!" Qiao Dami also said.

"Come, eat pastry." Qiao Xiaomai rubbed his little head, put down the pan, and took out the mung bean cake wrapped in kraft paper.

Qiao Changshun's vegetable dumpling is to add some rough noodles to the wild vegetables, knead it into a dumpling and steam it on the grate, it is bitter and astringent to the throat.

Let's just eat the pastry.

With a wow, Qiao Dami looked at the mung bean cake in front of him through the dim light in the kitchen, picked up a piece and handed it to Qiao Mai, "Sister, eat."

"Give it to dad." Qiao Mai nodded his chin towards the kitchen.

Qiao Dami responded and ran into the kitchen.

Qiao Mai also went in with the mung bean cake.

Qiao Changshun was scooping sweet potato and millet porridge into a bowl with a spoon. When he saw the pastry, he said habitually, "You can eat whatever pastry you want."

He has always been frugal, but if things are really bought back, he won't say much.

But he doesn't eat it, it's all for the two children.

Knowing his temperament, Qiao Xiaomai said, "Father, I sold that prescription for 50 taels. From now on, you don't have to save as much as before. Let's live a good life eating white flour and rice."

Joe wheat.

Joe Rice.

These two names represent Qiao Changshun and Zhuang Luhe's yearning for a better life.

With the time-traveling Qiao Mai, this beautiful yearning becomes a reality in minutes.

However, when Qiao Changshun heard the word 50 taels, he immediately stopped scooping up the porridge.

Qiao Maimai didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and said to himself, "Buy back the sold fields, and use the remaining money as capital. Let's start a small business."

field.

These two words brought Qiao Changshun back to his senses. He hurriedly scooped up the porridge and put it on the small wooden table, and put down the steamed vegetable dumplings before sitting down, "Sell the previous ones. Will you buy back all the fields you own?"

"Da Qi Law" stipulates that women are not granted land, and adult men are granted [-] mu of land each. However, Bailu Town has a large population and few fields, so the actual number of land granted to each person is only [-] mu.

In order to treat Qiao Changshun's leg injury, all the fields were sold.

"Buy so much, who will grow it?" Qiao Xiaomai put the mung bean cake in his hand on the table, and also sat down with Qiao Dami.

One mu of land is about 600 square meters, and it would be hard work to buy it all back.

Sowing, fertilizing, weeding, watering, harvesting, no matter what kind of work is not easy.Now it is not like the later generations, where there are convenient farm tools, everything here has to be done manually.

Relying on one hand, with such a large piece of land, Qiao Changshun is crippled, she has never planted land, and Qiao Dami is only seven years old.

Who does this job?
(End of this chapter)