They didn't know there was such a thing as seasoning.
After the experiment, Fang Qing exchanged for seeds from the system store, planning to plant all the peanuts as chili peppers after harvesting them.
Fang Qing asked the villagers to help harvest the peanuts.
With one shovelful, a plump, white peanut emerged from the ground, and Fang Daniu's face instantly lit up with a smile.
"Great, your peanut harvest is good this year too!"
"Da Niu, what kind of god did your family secretly worship? How come everything you produce is produced in such high quantities?"
"These peanuts are really good. I've never seen such plump ones in my life. Da Niu, are you planning to use them as seeds?"
Fang Daniu smiled.
"Douya said that he would keep some for his family to press for oil, and give the rest to the Zhou family to sell as seeds."
"Pressing oil for yourself? Your family must be rich. We usually can't even afford to eat lard."
Fang Daniu didn't catch the sarcasm in the other person's words.
Fang Qing followed behind, helping to bundle the peanuts. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Then you should plant more peanuts next year, and I'll save some seeds for you."
The man laughed and didn't continue the conversation.
They hired dozens of people, and in one day they dug all the peanuts out of the stall.
Afterwards, the ground was left to dry, and the elderly people in the village who had nothing to do would take baskets and small shovels to the ground to pick peanuts. They could pick up about ten pounds of peanuts a day.
Then came the plowing and planting of chili peppers.
No one had ever seen anything like this before, and they shook their heads, thinking that Fang Qing's crops were not as good as corn.
After the chili peppers have sprouted, transplant them into the ground.
The chili peppers grew quickly, and by the time the corn was harvested, the chili peppers had already produced fruit.
This year's autumn harvest is a huge undertaking. Corn is not as easy to harvest as wheat; dozens of acres of land all have to be harvested by hand.
Fang Daniu had already asked around the village a few days in advance if anyone wanted to come and work, offering to pay fifty coins a day.
But after harvesting the corn, there was still fertilizing, plowing, and sowing wheat. Every household was so busy that their feet barely touched the ground, so naturally no one wanted to come and do this work.
Just as Fang Qing was racking her brains with worry, Zhang Daikui arrived in a horse-drawn carriage with more than a dozen people.
When Fang Qing saw him, it was as if she had seen a savior.
A dozen or so people finished picking all the corn in five or six days. To express their gratitude, they specially increased the wages.
Dozens of holes were dug in the drying yard to store the corn, which would be taken out and threshed once it was completely dry.
After the wheat was planted, everyone had some free time, so Fang Qing began to plan and encourage the villagers to raise chickens.
That evening, Fang Qing was writing a plan diligently at her desk when Zhao Shi'an came in, stood beside her, and glanced at her.
"Brother, what do you think of my writing?"
Zhao Shi'an put a piece of apple into her mouth and then picked up her so-called planning document and read it carefully.
It wasn't really a business plan; it was just her calculation of the cost of chicken-related snacks and her planned selling price.
"Ten coins a pound, isn't that too expensive?"
“I also think it’s expensive, but this has already squeezed the cost to a minimum.”
You should know that a live chicken costs eight coins per pound.
After a pause, Fang Qing said, "What I'm thinking is that once everyone's farming reaches a certain scale, the price of chicken will come down, and our profits will naturally follow."
A smile appeared in Zhao Shi'an's eyes.
I told you this girl wouldn't let herself do a losing business.
"It's good, but I don't think either we or Uncle Niu have the time and energy to do this. More importantly, the profits from this are not as high as those from farming."
Zhao Shi'an's words reminded Fang Qing.
Last winter, because there wasn't enough corn, I had some free time to make potato chips. But this year, there are tens of thousands of kilograms of corn waiting to be threshed.
Fang Qing bit her lip and asked, "Am I being too greedy? I want to do every kind of business."
The chili peppers have been planted on dozens of acres of land. If this business doesn't go through, it will be difficult to sell these chili peppers in a short time.
Because of his worry, all his emotions were written on his face.
Zhao Shi'an pinched her chubby cheeks.
"Don't overthink it. We can't do it ourselves, but we can delegate it to someone else."
Fang Qing's melancholy expression vanished the moment she heard Zhao Shi'an say this, and her eyes lit up instantly.
"Yes, how come I didn't think of that! We can leave this to Aunt Dashan to make, and I only need to provide a seasoning. It's so easy and effortless, we can make money even while lying down!"
Seeing her lively expression return, Zhao Shi'an couldn't help but smile.
"I'll go see Aunt Dashan tomorrow and see if she's willing to do this business!"
Yingzi naturally agreed.
The potato chip business has been slow lately, so the family of three packed up and went back to their village during the autumn harvest.
When Fang Qing came over to tell them about this, Yingzi and her husband were discussing going to the county town to find work in a couple of days.
"I was immediately interested when you told me about it, I want to do this!"
Fang Zhengyi tugged at her.
"Wait, let's think about it some more."
The price of something I've never even heard of is so high. Bean Sprout makes a good point, but it's not like she can't guarantee she'll make money, is it?
"What are you still considering? I'm listening to Douya now. She's more effective with me than a god. I'm going to do this business!"
Yingzi laughed heartily, while Fang Zhengyi seemed somewhat worried.
But he couldn't say it in front of Fang Qing.
Fang Qing could tell that Fang Zhengyi had reservations.
"It's alright, there's no rush. You can discuss it properly and then tell me."
"What's there to discuss..."
Fang Zhengyi pulled Yingzi aside and said, "Okay, I'll give you an answer tomorrow."
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