Li Xian was going back to the village to earn work points, and he was leaving after finishing his banana cake.

He came and went in such a hurry, making a special trip from Luxian Village to the city to bring her lunch. Xu Nuo felt sorry for him and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Don't run back and forth like this. I can take care of my own lunch."

Li Xian felt a surge of tenderness in his heart as he was shaken, and reached out to touch her head: "It's not far."

As he spoke, he shoved a roll of something into her hand. Xu Nuo picked it up and was startled: "What is this?"

Li Xian didn't look into her eyes, but stared at her moving feet and said, "The money from selling those things."

"so much?"

Xu Nuo was a little surprised to see that the stack of ten-yuan notes in her hand contained at least twenty notes. How could she have sold so many this time?

Li Xian explained, "The quality of the goods has driven up the price."

Xu Nuo was skeptical, but seeing that Li Xian's expression was normal, she didn't say anything more.

Li Xian brought her lunch: sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried cabbage from a state-run restaurant, along with glistening, soft, and sticky white rice.

She held the magazine, placed the food on the table, and ate while reading. The sweet and sour pork ribs were too salty and the meat was tough; they weren't as good as Xu Yan's.

After taking a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and looked at the remaining food with a touch of melancholy, missing Li Xian who had just left.

With the rains receding these past few days, the villagers of Gaoshan Village have begun returning to carry out emergency repairs, and the crops that were previously flooded also need to be tended to again.

Because of a shortage of manpower, the village secretary called Li Xian over to help with the emergency repairs of the crops.

After a busy morning, everyone ate lunch at the commune canteen and prepared to start work in the afternoon.

Duan San went to the educated youth dormitory. When he returned, he saw Li Xian, who was wearing blue overalls. He didn't know where he came from. He was covered in sweat and panting.

He asked curiously, "Brother Li, where did you go?"

Li Xian waved his hand without saying a word, patted Duan San on the shoulder, and started to walk home. Duan San quickly followed, asking, "You didn't go to the city, did you?"

Li Xian nodded, two beads of sweat sliding down his chin and stopping on his Adam's apple, which he wiped away.

"Didn't you say there were no goods to ship today? Why did you go to the city? No wonder you didn't eat at the canteen; there were steamed buns with white flour today." Duan San rambled on and on, while Li Xian only grunted in response, without stopping.

Duan San was already quite tall, but he was still half a head shorter than Li Xian when they stood together, and he struggled to keep up with Li Xian's pace: "Hey, hey, Brother Li, slow down, slow down."

Li Xian stopped, glanced at him, and asked expressionlessly, "Is there something you need?"

Duan San grinned, a little embarrassed, and leaned closer: "Brother, about that thing I mentioned before, do you want to reconsider?"

Duan San had mentioned so many things that Li Xian couldn't recall them at the moment, so he asked, "What is it?"

"It's about growing crops."

Earlier, Duan San had found out some connections and wanted to get Li Xian involved. At that time, Li Xian refused without hesitation. Duan San always followed his lead, so he didn't think about it anymore.

But because Xu Nuo and Xu Yan's products are selling so well, he has to collect several times more goods than usual.

Xu Yan was skillful; she could make something out of almost every grain that Duan San received. Xu Nuo was even more amazing; Duan San began to suspect that she had some kind of superpower. How could an identical cup of water look different after passing through her hands?

With food supplies now insufficient, Duan San has come up with the idea of ​​producing his own.

He had only mentioned it casually out of spite, but to his surprise, Li Xian stopped, glanced at him, and nodded: "Okay."

"Really?" Duan Sanxi was overjoyed. "I thought you wouldn't agree, Brother Li."

While he was happy, he also felt a little regretful: "Why didn't you do it when I told you last time? Xiao Hu is doing it on his own in Gaoshan Village, and he's made quite a bit of money these past few months."

Li Xian didn't speak. Nothing was more profitable than the path he was currently taking. He agreed to Xu's suggestion because Xu Nuo had mentioned it before.

To be precise, Xu Nuo wanted a piece of land for her own production.