When Qiao Lian'er saw that it was almost ready, she had prepared a room full of plastic film. Since the old courtyard couldn't hold it all, she put it in the warehouse of the new courtyard.
The row of south-facing rooms consisted of either outbuildings or warehouses, all of which were built to be spacious enough to store more than enough items.
According to local custom, people cannot move into the new house until the wedding feast is held. So the Qiao family still lives in the old courtyard, but the new furniture and other belongings that couldn't fit have already been moved in.
The plastic film cost 100 wen per mu (unit of land area), and 900 wen for 10 mu. Families with more land would have to spend more money. Fortunately, they had a lot of land and could earn a lot by selling grain. Although most of it was requisitioned, they could still afford it.
"Lian'er, if you pay for plastic film for ten mu of land but only pay for nine mu, then if I pay for ten mu, can you give me plastic film for eleven mu?" a villager asked.
"Sure," Qiao Lian'er readily agreed.
"The sickle is so nice."
The film looks thin, but the amount of film for one acre is still quite heavy when folded. Sometimes the whole family comes, either carrying it on their backs or using baskets to carry it.
The prospect of a harvest in winter was something we never even dreamed of before, so everyone was very enthusiastic.
Because there were so many people buying, including people from other villages, everyone was queuing up.
Several members of the Qiao family were busy with the work. The specifications for materials per mu (unit of land area) were readily available; they simply took the required amount based on the number of mu they had.
When it was the next person's turn, their movements were a bit slow, and they moved up slowly.
It was indeed the Shen family. After this plunder, the Shen family was severely weakened, and everyone looked gloomy and dejected.
In addition, given their feud with the Qiao family, they couldn't be sure if the Qiao family would be willing to sell the film to them.
If they had a choice, they wouldn't come here to buy film.
For the Qiao family, business is business; as long as they get paid enough, they don't care about anything else.
"How many acres of plastic film do you need?" Mrs. Feng asked, her face devoid of any smile.
"Sixty mu of land," said Liu. "Six ten mu, wouldn't that be six hundred coins less?"
"This was agreed upon beforehand, so I'll give you a smaller amount." Madam Feng didn't waste any more words and handed them the plastic wrap.
The Shen family breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they could buy something, that was good enough. They took out the five taels and four hundred coins they had prepared.
Then the man and woman carried the film away.
The Qiao family was initially on guard, thinking that the Shen family might cause trouble, but the Shen family left after making their purchase without any further discussion.
Sure enough, when it came to settling accounts, the Shen family knew what was important.
The Shen family owns sixty mu of land, and that land is quite fertile. If each mu yields a little over one hundred jin, that's a conservative estimate of six thousand jin. At three wen per jin, that's eighteen liang this year.
Not only will you break even, you'll earn even more.
Grandma Qiao did some calculations and nodded, "Our family should also buy more land."
If they can't sell it here, they'll go to nearby villages. For example, the Shen family owns land in a nearby village. To avoid being coveted during the harvest, the Shen family will bribe some people in the local village to watch over it.
This experience is worth learning from.
Those from other villages lined up and discussed it.
"Will it really work? If it doesn't, then we've just wasted money. We haven't even seen any results yet, and we're already buying so much land. It's not cheap at all."
"It will be several months before we see results. By then, everyone else will have crops in their fields, but we won't."
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