I don’t know if it’s because of this.

In the afternoon, many more people came to help, even some from other villages. They came wearing straw hats, carrying their own hoes and leading their old oxen.

Some people who had tillage machines at home drove them directly over.

However, those who came to help were basically people he knew, and Xu Fuqiang could call them all by name.

Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people.

There are very few young people in the village at this time, and you have to wait until the Chinese New Year to see young people returning home.

Some of them are relatives from all over the place.

It’s such a big mountain, fortunately we made plans in advance, and having more manpower is actually a good thing at this time.

Weeding, turning over the soil, digging ditches and canals, building drainage and irrigation systems, and repairing roads... everything requires people.

The eighty acres of flat land can be turned over by machines with great efficiency.

There was a grandfather leading a yellow cow and also wanted to help plow the fields.

Although machines are gradually replacing ox-drawn plowing, Xu Qingzhi still allocated a small piece of land.

The old man was delighted, and said to those who were trying to persuade him to lead the cow away: "Why can't I plow the land with my old bones? Why can't I plow the land?"

Xu Qingzhi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Although many elderly people in the village are old, they refuse to admit defeat and work hard all year round, so they are in good health.

Sometimes they feel uncomfortable if they are not asked to work, and they are unwilling to stay at home.

When Xu Qingzhi was not selling vegetables, she didn't check the messages in the group. It was not until Wang Yanmei received a call from her third aunt asking why Qingzhi didn't say anything in the group and everyone was looking for her.

Only then did Wang Yanmei come to tell Xu Qingzhi about this matter.

Xu Qingzhi lay on the recliner, opened the group chat, and saw that it was for rice.

She had planned it well. She definitely couldn't sell these later because besides eating them for her own family, she also had so many chickens, ducks and pigs to raise at home.

Wang Yanmei asked her, "How is it? Qingzhi, we still have so much rice left at home, we can pick it up and make rice. We can't eat it all anyway."

"Mom, I won't sell it. There are still so many chickens and ducks in the back mountain." Xu Qingzhi said.

The chicken and duck meat tasted so delicious. She also fed the chickens and ducks with rice irrigated with spiritual spring water. The chickens and ducks grew faster and faster, and even the quality of the eggs improved a lot compared to the beginning.

Wang Yanmei made up her mind: "I heard from your third aunt that many people in the group offered high prices. Some even offered 200 yuan per kilogram for rice."

After taking a breath, Wang Yanmei lowered her voice and continued, "Qingzhi, this bag of rice weighing over 100 kilograms only sells for 120 yuan at the rice mill. Why don't we sell our own rice and buy other people's rice to feed the chickens and ducks? Now we just keep the chickens and ducks, but there is no income. It's a loss-making business. This way, we can still make some money."

"Mom, no." Xu Qingzhi refused.

She grows vegetables and raises chickens and ducks to improve the taste and regulate her body. How could she put the cart before the horse just to make money?

Xu Fuqiang stood aside with a worried look on his face, "Qingzhi, we can't come back now. There are costs everywhere for opening a mountain. I'm afraid you have to spend all the money you have on construction. What are you going to do later?"

Xu Qingzhi understood that his parents were worried about money.

Take raising chickens for example. The fast-grown chickens sold online now have hormone residues and they don’t taste like authentic chicken when you eat them.

Since she agreed to run a farm in the first place, the farm must be a good ecological cycle.

The rice grown by other people is definitely not as good as the rice grown by us which has been improved by adding spiritual spring water.

"Mom and Dad, you don't have to worry about money." Xu Qingzhi thought for a while, "Hasn't our village always planted two crops of rice? Dad, can you rent a few more acres of land in the second half of the year? It would be best if it's next to our own."

There are not many people farming in the village now, but there are still some. Some families do not farm all year round and rent their land out to others for farming.

There are also some people who specialize in contracting farmland and can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year to support their lives.

"Okay, Dad will go ask." Xu Fuqiang left with something in his mind.

Xu Qingzhi looked at Wang Yanmei who was still standing beside him with a worried look on her face, and curled her lips into a smile: "Mom, don't worry, it's okay."

Wang Yanmei sighed, "Okay, even if the sky falls, your parents will hold it up for you."

She turned around and followed her husband. She chased him for a few steps, grabbed his arm, and her tone was still full of worry: "Fuqiang, I heard from others this morning that Li Xiong's 100 acres of watermelon field are all planted with vegetables, exactly the same as the vegetables we grow at home, and the name is even made to sound like ours, called Fuwang Farm. By the way, he is still collecting vegetables and land from villagers in the village, right next to the plots on the slope of our house. He secretly rented all of them, and in a few days he will probably show them to us and start planting vegetables. What do you think we should do? These words came to my lips, but I couldn't tell Qingzhi, for fear that she would worry too. Our family has finally started to get a little better."

Just grow vegetables. It’s nothing. Anyone with land can grow them.

However, the name of this farm is similar to "Fuwang Farm", which is obviously intentional. It is not difficult to suspect that this is for competition.

Xu Fuqiang also sighed: "I heard about it this morning."

Wang Yanmei asked: "What should we do?"

Xu Fuqiang was so worried that his head ached. He raised his hand and scratched his head, saying naively, "I don't know either."

Wang Yanmei was furious: "What do you know?"

Xu Qingzhi, who was lying under a persimmon tree and drinking tea, shook his head leisurely, and looked up to see that the flowers of the persimmon tree above his head had fallen a few days ago and now produced small green fruits.

In a few days, the persimmons will be ripe.

She took another sip of the teacup, stood up, and called to Da Huang who was causing trouble in the vegetable field in front of the courtyard, "Da Huang, let's go for a walk."

The big yellow dog was concentrating on eating vegetables. When he heard Xu Qingzhi's voice, he took a whole spinach in his mouth, wagged his tail, and presented it to Xu Qingzhi, putting it down, breathing out his tongue, with eyes that said: It's delicious, I give it to you.

Xu Qingzhi patted its head and said, "Thank you, Dahuang, but all the vegetables in this garden belong to me. You can eat them. I won't allow you to eat them next time."

The crows in the spiritual space cackle in dissatisfaction.

Double-standard master! He is not so good-tempered to this crow! Da Huang seemed to really understand, and buried his head to eat the spinach, and then followed behind Xu Qingzhi, wagging his tail even more happily.

When he met a stray dog ​​on the way, Dahuang immediately ran to the dog from a distance and barked "Woof woof woof", which scared the dog so much that it tucked its tail between its legs and changed its way in shame.

After making sure there was no danger ahead, the big yellow dog ran back happily and followed Xu Qingzhi.

(End of this chapter)