You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

"I'll keep an eye on the small warehouse. You go and take care of the orange grove."

"We bought some mandarin oranges last year, and if managed well, I think it's entirely feasible."

"By the way, I made some changes to your standard procedure."

"The sun is so strong, you should take care of yourself. You only got home in the early hours of last night, you must have been out all day."

Hearing Jiang Ye's concerned words, Jiang Lin comforted him, "It's alright, I'm perfectly healthy."

"Once we can secure a job, once all the watermelons for this season are harvested and we have the money, we can hire someone to keep an eye on all the positions, and then we'll have a lot of free time."

"Just take a look at the small warehouse. There's no need to keep an eye on it. With Chen Feng there, just follow the procedures, and nothing serious will happen."

"I'm going up the mountain with my third uncle."

"Okay, be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lin's third and fourth uncles rode their motorcycles and took him directly up the mountain.

The scale was larger than Jiang Lin had imagined. An entire hillside had been cultivated into terraced terraces, layer upon layer, stretching out over nearly a hundred acres.

The motorcycle was parked on a platform halfway up the mountain, where the view suddenly opened up.

"This is the fourth year already," Uncle San said, pointing to the orchard in front of him, his voice filled with pride and a touch of helplessness.

"Originally, it was a partnership of five families, but one of them withdrew in the first half of the year, so now it's just the four of us keeping it going. The place is too big, and we're a bit overwhelmed."

The fruit trees are not arranged in a standardized way, but they are still relatively neat. The leaves of the trees in front of us are all dark green, and some leaves have slightly curled edges if you don't look closely.

The hanging fruits were about the size of a fist, with a glossy green skin, and the quantity of fruit hanging was quite considerable.

[During the growth spurt, overall development is normal...]

[During the swelling period, there is a slight risk of sunburn...]

During the growth period, sugar accumulation may be insufficient...

The information is simple; it only analyzes the current status of the fruit. Before it is formally incorporated into management, the panel can only provide such basic data.

Just as my third uncle said at the end, the whole courtyard was too busy, so the management became very lax.

However, some details suggest that the park was initially intended to be well-managed. After all, the roads leading into the park are paved with cement, and although they are not wide, motorcycles and handcarts can easily enter and exit.

The group continued walking in, turned a corner, and Jiang Lin suddenly stopped.

What I saw was a completely different scene.

Compared to the fruit trees next to it, the condition of these fruit trees looks significantly worse.

Many leaves are an unhealthy yellowish-green, and some are even curled up and withered.

The fruit was sparse and the skin was dull in color.

At the same time, the entire panel emitted a faint red glow.

Jiang Lin's gaze fell on a small fruit that was not developing normally:

[Delayed fruit development and abnormal internal quality...]

Red indicates a warning from the control panel.

The abnormal quality indicates that there is a problem with this batch of fruit from the root.

"What's going on here?" Jiang Lin asked, turning around.

Fourth Uncle sighed: "What else can we do? These twenty-odd acres are managed by the company that withdrew its shares."

"Last year, the fruit from this batch of trees inexplicably ripened half a month early. He took it to the early market, made money, and then came to us demanding to withdraw his investment. We were kept in the dark at the time and obediently refunded him 5 yuan."

"We didn't know at the time, and it wasn't until the trees started bearing fruit this year that we discovered there was something wrong with them."

"When we went to find him, he initially denied it to the end. Later, when we said we wouldn't refund the remaining 5 yuan, he finally stammered out the truth: he had been given a deacidifying agent."

"And now it's turned out like this!"

"I originally planned to sell this batch of oranges this year and then refund him 5 yuan, but now I don't want to refund him a single penny!"

Speaking of which, my fourth uncle always looked indignant.

Farming like this is clearly a scheme to make a quick buck and run away.

Third Uncle also shook his head, "Because of this incident, his reputation was ruined. Although he managed to salvage it a bit later, overall it's not good."

"They're not signing any of the previous contracts anymore; they're waiting for the results before they'll even look at them."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin understood.

The market acceptance of the papa mandarin orange is actually quite good.

Although not as sought-after as in later generations, at least there is no worry about sales.

It turns out their reputation was ruined.

He pondered for a moment. The others around him were poorly managed and lacked capacity, but their foundations should be solid. With more refined management and control panels, they should be fine.

But these twenty-odd acres might be a bit difficult.

"Uncle, you know my channels; they have requirements for the quality of the fruit."

"When I sold watermelons before, I picked them one by one."

"so……"

He didn't continue.

But his third and fourth uncles could understand what he meant.

They knew this, but since they had asked, and Jiang Lin was willing to come and see, they couldn't help but have some hope.

The third uncle offered a cigarette to the fourth uncle, and the two middle-aged men looked somewhat troubled: "Well..."

Before my third uncle could even light his cigarette, the phone rang.

After answering the phone, he barely exchanged a few words before his expression darkened slightly. He glanced back at Jiang Lin and his fourth son.

"Let's go back first. Li Shufeng also wants to withdraw his shares; he's making a scene at home..."

Before the car even arrived home, we could already hear sounds coming from the other end of the road.

A middle-aged man, probably in his forties, sat in the threshing ground, with his fifth uncle beside him.

"I don't mean to make things difficult for you."

"At least you are three brothers, supporting each other, and you are still able to continue."

"It's just my family, we can't just leave like this."

"After that, we need to apply fertilizer, manage the plant, spend time and effort, and wait four or five months before it can be sold on the market."

"Our family simply can't afford to wait any longer!"

Fifth Uncle advised, "This is what happened last year because Huang San'er caused trouble."

"Indeed, after several years of farming, I haven't made any money and my reputation has been ruined. It's not a good time."

"We understand your difficulties, and we are trying to find a solution."

"My nephew is helping sell watermelons at home now; he has the connections."

"He's already here today, and he's gone up the mountain with his third and fourth brothers to take a look."

As they were talking, they saw three people riding in from outside.

"Look, they're back, they're back."

My third uncle got out of the car, his face darkening: "Li Shufeng, what do you mean? You're going to cancel your order too?"

"We agreed to work together, share the ups and downs, and we even signed a contract."

"What's wrong with you all? Do you all treat contracts like dirt?"

"The 50,000 yuan in the beginning was all pooled together by my brothers and me; you didn't contribute a single penny."

"You need to withdraw your investment now."

His voice rose, tinged with suppressed anger:

"What, you think we brothers are easy to talk to, huh!"