In the afternoon, Shijiu and his friends came back in their cart, having collected the eggs and bought the millstones.
Chunxiao had two large basins washed and asked several people to beat all the eggs into the basins, and put the eggshells aside to grind them. However, there were too many eggs, and her hands were sore from beating them, so she could only beat a few thousand. Moreover, she could not put them all in the basin, and it would be a waste to throw them away. She asked Xiaohua to notify the people on the mountain and ask them to go home and get a large bowl to beat the eggs and take them home.
Although the villagers didn't know what their purpose was, they were naturally willing to do such a good thing, so they went home to get bowls, and then lined up at the village to receive 20 eggs each. They broke the eggs on the spot and put them in the bowls, and then happily took the eggs home.
Nineteen They quickly arranged for people to grind the eggshells. The eggshells were brittle and very easy to grind. That night, they lit the lights and took turns grinding in the warehouse. They worked all night and a day the next day, and the eggshell powder was finally ready.
They prepared the foliar fertilizer overnight. On the morning of the third day, they poured the foliar fertilizer on the cotton. Although it was a few days late, it should not have much impact.
During the days when she was spraying foliar fertilizer, Chunxiao was worried about rain every day. If the foliar fertilizer was washed away by rain, all her efforts would be in vain. The first thing she did every day when she got up was to check the sky.
Fortunately, the weather was good every day. After staying in the village for a few more days, she finally met the person who came to inquire about her as others mentioned.
One day at noon, she was standing at the entrance of the village chatting with the village lady when she saw an ox cart coming. She originally thought it was a villager, but before it reached the village entrance, it was stopped by the village lady.
"Where are you from? The land in this village is now someone else's cotton farm, and outsiders can't easily enter."
This lady did a good job in security work, Chunxiao gave her a thumbs up in her heart.
The two people in the car looked at the slope of cotton fields across the mountain, then looked at the old women talking, and finally looked at Chunxiao. "We want to meet the owner of this cotton farm. I wonder if it's convenient for you."
Several old ladies looked at Chunxiao and saw that she didn't say anything. "Why are you looking for her? She's very busy right now and doesn't have time."
One of the two men suddenly became a little annoyed. "We're looking for her for something, but you guys aren't the owners of the manor, so why are you bothering with that? Also, what do you mean by blocking the way here? This road is yours, and you won't let anyone pass?"
"This road belongs to our village. Our headman said that unrelated people are not allowed to enter. If you want to enter, go and talk to the headman. You can't be aggressive with us." The old women were not willing to be outdone. After all, this was not the first time this happened.
"I'm talking to you..."
"Ladies, we have no other intentions. We just want to meet the owner of this cotton farm. Since the farm is in the village, could you please help introduce us?" The man took out dozens of copper coins while speaking.
The old women's eyes lit up instantly, and then they looked at Chunxiao with some regret.
"What do you want to do with the boss? Tell us, otherwise how can we introduce you to him?" Chunxiao leaned against the haystack and looked at them leisurely.
"We are cotton merchants in the county and would like to discuss cotton business matters with our boss."
When Chunxiao heard that it was about the cotton business, he patted the grass against which he leaned and said, "Give them the copper coins and I'll take you there."
When the two heard this, they were immediately happy. After trying twice, they finally succeeded. The man hurriedly gave the copper coins to the old ladies, saying thank you.
"Aunts, let's talk again when we have time. I have something to do, so I'll go back first."
"Goodbye, boss." Several old ladies smiled so hard that their teeth were showing.
"You, you are not the owner of this cotton farm, are you?" The two men pulling the ox cart looked her up and down in disbelief, but still couldn't believe it.
"I am not a talented woman, but I am the owner of this cotton farm. Let's go to the yard and talk."
Chunxiao walked in front, and the two of them were whispering behind. When the children and the elderly in the village saw her, they would greet her and call her "Master".
They left the village and arrived at the main courtyard of the manor. Xiaohua had just hung up the clothes and asked, "Miss, why are you back so soon?"
"Xiaohua, there are guests at home, go make tea quickly." Chunxiao led the two into the yard. They tied the ox cart to a shady place and followed her to sit in the pavilion in the front yard.
"You two are from the county. How did you find yourself here?"
"I have a relative from Qinjia Village here. I also accidentally learned that there is a new cotton farm here this year. We came here a few days ago, but we didn't have the chance to see it. Today I finally saw it. I didn't expect the owner of the farm to be a girl. The owner is really capable. I can tell from the cotton that the harvest is very good. I have never seen a cotton field with so many flowers in bloom."
"Are you both cotton merchants?"
"My surname is Zhao, and I'm a cotton merchant. He's my brother-in-law, and he's in the mattress business."
It turned out that he was in the cotton business. Chunxiao smiled and said, "My last name is Yan. I just returned to Su County not long ago. There are many people growing cotton in Su County." One of the people who bought land with her was Fu Zongming.
"Yes, there are quite a few, but not too many either. However, there are a lot of people who want cotton. As you know, it's cold in the north, and there are also many people from Fangzhou who come here to buy cotton. It seems that there are too many people and too little meat."
Xiaohua brought the tea, looked at the three of them, hesitated for a moment, and stood behind Chunxiao.
"Mr. Yan, we came here to ask whether you sell the cotton grown here after the harvest?" Some farms grow cotton for their own use and do not sell it directly, just like cloth shops usually have their own cotton farms.
"I don't have any other business. I grow cotton to sell it."
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