Wei Che's eyes were as sharp as an eagle soaring in the sky. He paced back and forth in the woods, his steps light but alert.
He shouted loudly: "Everyone, be alert. After chopping down trees, quickly hide to the side. Don't get hit by falling trees. Safety first!"
"Brother Wei, I got it!" The young men responded, but the axes in their hands did not stop, still swinging up and down rhythmically.
There was a young man who, perhaps too impatient, swung his axe too hard, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Wei Che's eyes and hands were as quick as lightning. He rushed over and supported him, saying with a hint of reproach: "Be careful, don't be clumsy. If you really fall and get hurt, how will you explain to your family? In this forest, you have to be careful about everything."
The young man scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, still a bit frightened. "Thank you, Brother Wei. I'll be more careful next time."
Time passes quietly between the rise and fall of axes, and every swing of the axe is accompanied by people's anticipation for the completion of the farmers' market.
After hard work, more and more wood piled up on the ground, like a small hill gradually rising, enough to support the subsequent construction of the farmers' market.
Everyone wiped their sweat and looked at the results in front of them with gratified smiles on their faces. Those smiles contained fatigue, but also a longing for the future.
"That's good now. We have enough wood and the farmers' market can be built on time!" An uncle grinned and said happily. His teeth looked particularly white in the mottled light and shadow.
Su Huaiyue also smiled, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Thanks to everyone's cooperation, let's quickly transport the timber back and build the farmers' market so that our Wangjia Village can welcome more guests as soon as possible."
After that, everyone carried the wood, took big strides, and walked towards the village in the afterglow of the setting sun. Their backs were stretched out, as if engraved with their determination to fight for the village, and also foreshadowed the increasingly bright future of Wangjia Village.
The stalls are now set up, and the next step is to beautify and decorate the market to make it even better.
The next morning, Su Huaiyue brought the women of the village with a smile on her face, and like fairies descending to earth, they moved lightly through the mountains and forests, carefully weaving beautiful garlands and elegant hanging baskets with the colorful wild flowers and winding vines picked from the mountains.
Then hang them one by one on the pillars of the stalls and the edges of the sheds. In an instant, the whole market seems to be injected with vitality and becomes full of vitality.
They also skillfully built a simple yet festive archway with stones and mud at the entrance of the market, and then wrote the words "Wangjia Village Farmers' Market" neatly with colorful paints. It is eye-catching and warm, making people happy when they see it from afar.
At the same time, the market's management rules were being formulated intensively. Su Huaiyue knew that without rules, there would be no order. If this market wanted to thrive in the long run, it must have a set of fair, just, rigorous and detailed rules.
So she called together the village chief and several knowledgeable and respected elders in the village, as well as Wei Che, and everyone sat together to discuss the matter.
"My dear uncles, if this market is to be stable and prosperous, we must establish clear rules. We must set up a clear method for renting stalls. We must not let everyone scramble for space, which would be unfair."
"The trading hours must also be fixed so that customers know when to come and buy things."
"The quality of our products is of paramount importance. We must strictly control them and never pass off inferior products as good ones, which would damage our reputation."
Su Huaiyue spoke softly, yet clearly and logically explained her well-thought-out thoughts one by one.
After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and admired her foresight.
After repeated consideration and discussion, a set of detailed and comprehensive market management rules was finally determined.
Stall rental adopts a fair and just lottery method, which is drawn once a year to ensure that everyone has equal opportunities.
The trading hours are set to open on time at 11:00 AM every morning and close on time at 11:00 PM in the evening, regardless of rain or shine, so that customers can form stable shopping expectations.
A market management team democratically elected by villagers will be established to be responsible for supervising product quality, mediating transaction disputes, and maintaining market order.
After the rules were formulated, Su Huaiyue personally wrote them neatly on a wooden board and hung it in a conspicuous place in the market so that everyone entering the market could see them at a glance.
As the construction of the market is nearing completion, the goods that the villagers are preparing to sell are also being moved in place one after another.
On the stalls in the fruit and vegetable area, there are piles of freshly picked vegetables and fruits. The red tomatoes are like small lanterns, the green vegetables are juicy and lush, and the yellow pears emit an enticing fruity aroma, making people salivate.
The dry goods area is filled with homemade pickled vegetables with unique flavors, perfectly dried mushrooms, fragrant fried melon seeds and peanuts, etc. There is a wide variety of items on display.
The handicraft area is even more eye-catching. The bamboo baskets are exquisite and unique, the wood carvings are lifelike, and the embroidered handkerchiefs are delicate and exquisite, all of which show the villagers' skillful hands and ingenuity.
From the poultry and livestock area, bursts of roosters' crowing could be heard. During this period, everyone had been carefully raising and hatching chickens, and the number of chickens had doubled. The situation was improving.
[Ding! Congratulations to the owner for obtaining 10 farmland 'treasure bags'! ]
Su Huaiyue wondered, "What is a treasure bag?"
System reply: Master, the treasure bag contains seedlings of various fruits and vegetables~
Su Huaiyue accepted it with a smile, thinking it was useful.
At the same time, good news came from Lord Li.
The famine in Dongzhou was resolved. In addition to the grain sent by Wangjia Village organized by Su Huaiyue, the grain production in the county managed by Ma Youwei also increased greatly. He also specially opened a school so that every villager could go in to learn planting techniques. The famine problem in Dongzhou has been completely solved.
Lord Li also submitted a memorial to the court regarding the matter. Knowing that the emperor was wary of the Right Prime Minister and was worried about not having any evidence to prove his wrongdoing, he also included the incident at the Hu Mansion in the memorial.
The villagers in Dongzhou also gradually returned to their previous lives.
On the last night before the opening of Wangjia Village Farmers’ Market, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling over the market and illuminating every corner.
Su Huaiyue and Wei Che led the villagers, holding brooms and rags, to conduct the final inspection and cleaning in the market, not missing any details.
Looking at this farmers' market that is about to open a new chapter, the villagers are filled with excitement and anticipation, as if they are holding a little deer, their hearts beating fast.
"Miss Su, can we really live a good life relying on this market?" an aunt asked softly with a hint of worry.
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