Another aunt quickly chimed in, "Me too, me too! I'm very quick and efficient, I'll make sure the shop is spotless."
Meng Zhao smiled and nodded, "Alright, I'll have my mother take your measurements later and make you two sets of work clothes."
Hearing this, the two women were even happier. They had been helping out at the factory these past few days and had always envied Liu Feng'e in her work clothes.
Those clothes were made of the finest cotton fabric. Not only was the material good, but the style was also beautiful. The custom-made apron tied around the body made one look clean and neat.
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After Meng Zhao finished making the tools, he drove the donkey cart back to Shenjia Village. When he entered the workshop, he heard that the village head had gone to reclaim wasteland, so he thought he would go and see what was going on. When he arrived, he found that the land that had been abandoned had now changed completely.
"Meng Zhao, you're here." The village head came over to greet her when he saw her.
Meng Zhao replied, "Yes, I had nothing to do today, so I came to check on you. Your progress is pretty good!"
This is two hundred acres of land. Meng Zhao remembers that when he left, there was all sorts of things on the ground: waist-high weeds, thigh-thick trees, and stones of all sizes, some of which probably weighed several hundred kilograms.
Without any heavy machinery, relying entirely on manual labor, all the debris on this piece of land was removed in twenty days.
"With hope in sight, everyone is more motivated to work. Now the land has been cleared, and all that's left is to till it."
The soil in this wasteland is too hard and has little nutritional value. We need to turn over the nutrient-rich soil deep inside to loosen it up so that we can have a good harvest next year when we plant seeds.
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