In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.
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Chapter 402 You are still soft-hearted
Wen Zhenyi didn't expect that what Xiao Taozi said before would come true: "Okay, I'll go back and ask Aunt Qin for her opinion. If she agrees, I'll arrange their marriage as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Miss. Thank you, Miss."
"No, but I don't know if she's willing. If she's not willing, I'll find a way to find you a girl from a good family."
"Thank you for your trouble."
When Wen Zhenyi came out of the room, she saw two figures standing outside the backyard door. She walked towards them with some curiosity.
"Take this and eat it for lunch."
"Aren't you selling it for money? Why are you giving it to us to eat?"
"I caught a lot today, so this one won't make a difference."
“…”
Wen Zhenyi felt that the voice sounded familiar. He stretched his head and saw Haiwa and Ji Shuang, who were pushing something in their hands. "What are you two doing?"
The sound startled both of them, and they dropped the things in their hands and kept flopping on the ground.
"Little miss."
“Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Shen.”
Wen Zhenyi looked at the two of them with a playful expression: "Haiwa, are you here to sell seafood today?"
Haiwa came to his senses, picked up the bucket and ran away, shouting as he ran: "I'm going to sell things."
Ji Shuang looked at the fleeing Haiwa with an angry face. Why did this guy leave him and run away?
Wen Zhenyi walked over and picked up the dying fish on the ground: "Xiao Shuang, if you don't put this fish back in the water, it will really die."
Ji Shuang quickly took the fish and said, "I'll put it in the basin." Then he ran away.
Shen Hanxing walked to the backyard and only now found her: “Why are you here?”
“I saw some interesting things.”
Shen Hanxing was a little curious: "What's the matter?"
"I'll tell you later. Have you finished looking at the bill?"
"After reading it, do you want to go to the government office in town?"
"Go and take a look. Only he and County Magistrate Lei know the current road construction situation in each village."
When they arrived at the town government office, they saw Meng Yongyuan leisurely drinking tea: "You seem to have a lot of free time."
"I have to say that your road construction has given me some free time. Otherwise, there were a lot of big and small things to do in the past. Now there are fewer things in the town, and these things have also become less common." Meng Yongyuan poured them tea.
Shen Hanxing raised the cup and took a sip of tea: "Don't you have anything else to do?"
"What can I do? No one's reporting the crime now, and I'm happy to have some free time. Even when my father was in office, he didn't have this much free time."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and shook his head: "How about I find something for you to do."
"No, no, no, I finally have a few days of free time, please let me relax."
"How are the villages around An County?"
"The road is already under construction. Lei Jiayang and I are both enjoying a break from our busy lives." Meng Yongyuan said, "By the way, he asked me to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" Shen Hanxing added some tea to Wen Zhenyi.
"The people of Wenxia Town are now living a much better life. Do you have any ideas for helping the people of other towns in An County?"
Chen Hanxing was not good at this, so he could only look at Wen Zhenyi.
Wen Zhenyi frowned and thought for a moment: "No matter what we do, we have to form a scale to see the benefits. We can't make money by doing it on a small scale."
Meng Yongyuan sat up straight and said, "Tell me about it."
"Take planting as an example. Now I ask the villages near ours to plant only one crop, rotating it once a year. This large-scale planting is beneficial to them."
“What are the benefits, and why do I have to change it once a year?”
"For example, if one village grows corn and can harvest dozens of kilograms a year, while another village grows corn and can harvest hundreds or even thousands of kilograms a year, which village would you rather go to for the food you need?"
"If there's a processing workshop like yours, there are naturally many places."
"That's right, isn't it? People all know that changing the crops every year is to prevent pests and diseases, and it also affects the harvest. So after each autumn harvest, they plant other crops."
Meng Yongyuan frowned: "Is there such a thing?"
"Of course there is."
"It seems I really need to go to the village and take a look around to learn more about the lives of the people."
"That's possible."
"Let's get back to business. I think the people would be happy with this large-scale planting, but what should we plant?"
"In our area, growing tropical fruits is a good option, such as mangoes, lychees, and longans. We can also grow crops like corn and sorghum. As for the seaside, it's a bit more difficult, but it's not impossible to try."
"Tell me about it?"
"Oyster farming."
"Can this still be raised?"
"Actually, many things can be cultivated artificially, but I don't have much experience. But I can ask the village chief Haiyun and his colleagues at Hougang Village to give it a try. If they're successful, it'll open up another avenue."
"The loss of these fruits you mentioned is quite high."
"Who told you that you must sell fresh fruit?"
"Or else can I sell it dry?"
"Why not sell dried fruit? Not only can we sell it dried, but we can also can it so we can eat fruit in the winter."
Meng Yongyuan stood up suddenly, which scared Shen Hanxing and Wen Zhenyi.
Shen Hanxing frowned and looked at him: "Brother Yongyuan, what are you doing?"
"Sorry, sorry, I'm too excited." Meng Yongyuan quickly sat down again. "I have to write all this down and discuss it with Jiayang later."
"This matter cannot be rushed. It will take a lot of time."
Meng Yongyuan thought of another question: "Princess Jingle, will you be able to build a workshop by then?"
"As long as you can grow and raise them, I can build a workshop and help them transport these things to farther places so that they can make money."
"Okay, okay, that's what you said."
Chen Hanxing saw Meng Yongyuan running back to the room and writing and drawing on the table: "It seems that they are also planning to do something big."
Wen Zhen smiled and took a sip of tea from his cup. "Raising and planting are not easy. Look at our pig farm. It took many years to reach its current scale."
"Everything takes time, but for them, it takes much longer than for others."
"That's right. They're all so-called second-generation officials. If they don't go down to the villages to conduct on-site inspections, they'll suffer."
"Should we remind them?"
"Even if you remind them now, they might not listen. It's not too late to let them bang their heads against the wall."
"Will it cause any delay?"
"This won't necessarily delay things. After all, the people are the ones doing the real work. They can only say they have some ideas, and I can remind them a few times later."
Shen Hanxing smiled and said, “You are still soft-hearted.”