Chapter 311: Mrs. Wan's Arrangement
Early the next morning, Zhu Pengguang came with his things, and also came the old man that Wan Laoer met yesterday.
The old man is Zhu Pengguang's father. Zhu Pengguang's craft was passed down from the old man Zhu, so in terms of experience, the old man Zhu is more experienced than Zhu Pengguang. This time the old man Zhu specifically asked to come and take a look. He hasn't done this job for five or six years, but this time the situation is special.
Even though the boss said he would pay even if he couldn't dig out water, Old Man Zhu didn't want to ruin his reputation. He also didn't want to fail to dig out water for his first customer this year, as it would have an impact on their business. If word got out, people would think that the Zhu family's level had declined.
"Brother Zhu, you are here, please come in."
Zhu Pengguang and Old Man Zhu followed Wan Laoer into the yard.
After saying hello, Wan Ersao hurried to make tea.
There was tea at home, which was brought back by Mr. Wan, but Mrs. Wan couldn't get used to it. She couldn't sleep at night after drinking it, so it was kept in the cupboard. But it seemed that tea leaves couldn't be kept for too long. When guests came to the house during the Spring Festival, Mrs. Wan asked them to brew some, and she consumed quite a bit of it.
At this moment, Old Man Zhu took a look at the Wan family's lavish house and the furnishings in the house. He knew that the Wan family must be a wealthy family. Now they were treating them with tea. Old Man Zhu became more cautious and hoped to dig out water this time.
After drinking the tea, Old Man Zhu could no longer sit still. He was an impatient man and if he didn't do his job well, he wouldn't be able to taste the best delicacies.
"Young man, can you lead us to the yard now? Let me see where the water source is."
Wan Laoer knew that every job has its own experience, so he quickly took the father and son to the yard.
Old man Zhu walked around the yard, occasionally picking up a handful of soil and putting it under his nose to smell it.
Wan Laoer looked at Old Man Zhu grabbing a handful of soil next to the chicken coop and smelling it, and his face suddenly turned red. That was where Xiao Fubao went to urinate every morning. It was strange to say, since moving to this house, Xiao Fubao would urinate in the same place every morning, and a hole had been created there.
Wan Laoer blushed as he watched Old Man Zhu take out a handful of soybeans from his pocket and place a soybean in each place where he thought there might be a water source.
Then he said to Wan Lao Er, "Young man, cover the place where I put the soybeans just now with a bowl, and I will come to check it at this time tomorrow morning."
Wan Laoer knew that this was the method people used to survey water sources, so he nodded in agreement without asking any questions, and quickly covered the soybeans with a bowl.
After seeing off the Zhu father and son, Wan Laoer couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.
Old Mrs. Wan also started laughing, but little Fubao asked in confusion, "Daddy, grandma, what are you laughing at? Fubao wants to laugh too."
"Grandma laughed at our Fubao for being so lucky. Maybe this time the location of our well will depend on our little Fubao."
Fubao also laughed happily after hearing this: "Great, Fubao can help, Fubao is so happy."
Old Mrs. Wan put little Fubao on the ground, and Guihua took her out to play.
Mrs. Wan asked Mr. Wan, "I don't think the wheat you tried to grow last year was very good. Is it because the winter here is too harsh and a lot of wheat froze to death? It seems that the idea of growing two crops of wheat a year is not feasible? The spring here is two months later than ours in the interior. The weather is different every ten miles. Let's not bother with it. If you have the energy, you should study how to increase the harvest."
Talking about the wheat planted last year, Wan Laoer was a little depressed. He originally wanted to try the two-crop grain planting method in the interior at the border, but he underestimated the extent of damage to crops in the winter at the border. Half of the wheat he tried to plant last year was frozen to death, or the temperature was too low and many of them could not sprout.
Wan Laoer has now become obedient. It is more reliable to select high-yield wheat seeds with peace of mind. Increasing the yield per mu is the magic weapon to increase production.
"Mom, I won't plant this year. After I harvest the wheat in the field, I will plant sesame. The last time I went to the county town, I heard that there was a spice called Arabian fennel from Fanwai. I heard that it grows well here and can be sold at a high price. Pharmacies also buy it. I plan to get some seeds and try to plant an acre of land. If it works, our village can plant it, and everyone will be rich, and our family will not be conspicuous. Otherwise, people will always be worried about us. I always worry about my family when I go out."
Old Mrs. Wan knew what Old Second Wan was thinking. His brothers now all had their own careers and achievements, but he was the only one still working in the fields. He always wanted to make some achievements so that he could have a good reputation even if he didn't have money.
"Okay, you can plant whatever you want. The land is in your hands now anyway, so you can do whatever you want with it. But you have to make sure that we can pay the taxes after the autumn harvest and that we have surplus grain."
This is Old Lady Wan’s bottom line. As long as it’s above this bottom line, she doesn’t bother to care.
But Mrs. Wan soon thought of the thirty acres of wasteland she had just bought, and asked, "What are you going to do with the thirty acres of wasteland you bought? The land has thawed, and it's time to open it up and make room for it. And you want to plant potatoes all over it, so where are you going to buy the seeds?"
Wan Lao Er had already thought about what Mrs. Wan said.
"Mom, I'm going to go to the village and hire someone to open up the wasteland. I don't know how much the wages are for hiring people at the border. I'm going to ask the village chief and prepare to open up the 30 acres of land in three to five days. It would be best if it doesn't delay the spring ploughing."
"Okay, just know what you're doing. I'm old and don't want to be involved in so many things. Since you have your own ideas, just go ahead and do it."
"Mom, after I get the well at home repaired, I will go to the county town to buy potato seeds. If there are no potatoes in the county town, I will go to the provincial capital. Anyway, we must plant potatoes this year. If we plant them today, we won't have to rush next year. We can reserve seeds first, so we don't have to buy seeds everywhere next year, which saves a lot of trouble."
"Oh, you know what, it's not certain that you can buy seeds in the county town. If you go to the provincial capital, it will take half a month to go there and back, and our spring ploughing will be delayed. You have to think carefully about this."
Wan Laoer now wishes he could split himself into two halves, but there is no other way. Spring ploughing is only in these two days. After that, the solar term will be over, and the harvest will be much lower if he plants something else.
"Mom, how about you and the child's mother stay at home and take care of the well digging? I'll go to town to call the third son back and ask him to take care of the work in the fields. It'll only take half a month, and I'll be back soon. Didn't the shop hire two more people? It shouldn't have much of an impact if the third son is away for a while, after all, everyone is busy with spring ploughing."
"I think it's okay. Don't wait until tomorrow. Pack your things now, hitch your oxcart and go to the village chief's house. Ask the village chief to help you find someone to open up the wasteland. You can give the village chief the job and give him some money. After all, the village chief has been helping our family a lot. After handing it over to the village, you can go directly to the town and tell the third brother to come home quickly. You can hire a carriage in the town to go to the capital and bring enough clothes and money."
Wan Laoer thought it would work, but it was all thanks to his mother who was efficient and made all the arrangements very clear.
"Okay, Mom, I'll go now."
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