Seeing someone running around the village in a hurry, as if they were grabbing something, the other villagers felt strange and couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go buy fertilizer from Lian'er."

"Fertilizer? What is fertilizer? What is it used for?"

"Someone from Fengle Village just came by. That's the village with the poorest farmland. He was holding seedlings that had been treated with chemical fertilizers. They're growing really well, like chives."

"It's that effective? I'll go too."

"Me too, me too! Slow down, don't take all the fertilizer!"

As a result, more and more people gathered, and some didn't even have time to go inside to get the money, only thinking about grabbing it first and paying later.

Grandma Qiao stood in the corner of the yard where the chickens were kept. The area was fenced off, and there were flocks of chickens and ducks inside, clucking and squawking.

She mixed rice bran and chopped wild vegetables together, made a bowl of it, and scattered it on the ground.

The chickens and ducks immediately swarmed around, eating with relish and great satisfaction.

As for those pigs, they are still being raised in the old courtyard.

Hearing the commotion and footsteps coming from the doorway, Old Mrs. Qiao wondered what was going on. Was there some excitement in the village?

She put down the basin in her hand and was about to walk out when she saw a large group of villagers rushing in.

"Sickle, Sickle, we need to buy fertilizer."

“We saw the rice seedlings in Fengle Village. Their land is so barren, yet they can grow so well even with chemical fertilizers. If our village’s fields were to use them, it would be incredible.”

"Yes, I believe the yield per mu can reach more than 200 jin, even in winter."

"Over two hundred pounds, perhaps there's hope," Qiao Lian'er thought to herself.

Fertilizer? What fertilizer? Old Mrs. Qiao didn't understand.

He could only look at Qiao Lian'er: "Lian'er, what are they talking about?"

Qiao Lian'er didn't expect that the villagers from Fengle Village wouldn't come, but the villagers from Datian Village would come first.

It must have been Wei Lizheng who spread the word about it.

“Yes, it’s in the warehouse, it’s already prepared,” Qiao Lian’er said. “One mu of land needs one hundred jin, one hundred jin costs fifty wen.”

"Okay, let's buy, buy, buy! I'm going to carry a few bags back now."

Everyone rushed towards the warehouse again.

Seeing this, the Qiao family's wives all stopped what they were doing and went to the warehouse to get busy.

Old Man Qiao chuckled happily: "We don't know anything yet, and Lian'er has already made another deal."

"If I could guess everything, would I still be our Lian'er?" Old Mrs. Qiao also set off with light steps.

Money is going to keep flowing into our house again.

Anticipating today's situation, several of the outbuildings and warehouses were completely crammed with fertilizer, except for two rooms which contained rice and plastic sheeting.

So there's no need to worry about not having enough.

Wei Li was standing on the road above the village, watching the people of Datian Village running towards the Qiao family. He was filled with remorse and slapped his forehead.

Oh dear, why couldn't he just blurt it out? Why couldn't he resist showing off?

Now what if his villagers can't buy fertilizer?

No, if other villages find out, they'll definitely rush to buy fertilizer, and Fengle Village is too far away; he's afraid he won't get a hot meal there. He has to hurry back.

Wei Li, carrying the basin, ran even faster with a strong sense of conviction.

Passersby stared at him like he was a fool. He rolled his eyes and said, "You don't understand. My village is about to have a bumper harvest."

Almost everyone in Datian Village came to Qiao's house to buy fertilizer, and they bought more than enough.

Some families who really didn't have the money would put it on credit and pay it back the following year.

While everyone was distracted, Qiao Lian'er secretly added goods to the warehouse.