Chapter 27 Fertile Land
"Nonsense, Sister Jiang is so beautiful, Brother Cui must like Sister Jiang."
"Daquan, how old are you? Do you know what love is?"
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The children were discussing something.
Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but smile after hearing a few words. Children really do speak without restraint, and there are many things they don't understand.
Yes, the villagers can't sit still, and there are not many entertainment programs on weekdays. If there is something new in someone's family, the whole village will know about it within a day.
If adults don't pay attention to what they say in front of children, the children will naturally hear it and remember it.
There are some fields on the way to the town, all of which are abandoned or overgrown with weeds.
Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but ask, "Mom, are these fields our village's land?"
Madam Cui shook her head and said, "These fields are of relatively poor quality. Whether growing vegetables or grains, the yield is relatively low. You might work hard all year, and only get a little more grain in the autumn harvest. It's not cost-effective."
"These are the lands that the government didn't sell. Our village's land is to the east of the village and in front and behind. Some of them are high-quality fields, and some are medium-quality fields."
"The best fields have high grain yields, and the medium fields are okay. But it's not worth working on these bad fields all year long."
Based on her memory, Jiang Zhiluo knew that the taxes on land and grain were relatively low nowadays, so it would be very cost-effective to buy land and grow grain.
She has space, so she doesn't have to worry about food production.
As long as the things unearthed in the space are planted in the fields outside, both the seeds and the crops will have strong adaptability to the land environment.
Moreover, if you use water mixed with spiritual spring water to irrigate the land, it can improve the quality of the soil and turn poor fields into high-quality fields.
Jiang Zhiluo searched her memory and asked, "Mom, does the best farmland here cost five or six taels of silver per mu?"
Madam Cui said, "We're close to the town's dock, so the land is more expensive. One acre of top-quality land is six taels of silver, and one acre of medium-quality land is four taels of silver."
When Mrs. Cui thought about how expensive good farmland was, she gave up the idea of buying land.
She also wanted to buy land, but she had no money and didn't even dare to think about buying land.
I only have one acre of land cleared at home, so I can only plant crops there for now.
Reclaimed land is different from regular farmland.
They can only farm but not buy or sell the land, which is equivalent to the land not belonging to them.
But the fertility of the reclaimed land is quite good and much better than the poor fields. At least we can grow crops and the yield is pretty good.
Jiang Zhiluo knew that the Cui family only had that one acre of land they had reclaimed available.
And it took a lot of effort to open up the wasteland.
This place is set in ancient times, when farming tools were simple and clearing land was not as easy as in the technological age.
That one acre of land is not enough to grow food.
This is a cold northern region, and most farmers grow winter wheat.
Even the Cui family's one acre of land has half an acre of winter wheat planted on it. When spring comes, Mrs. Cui also plans to plant some peanuts, corn, red beans, mung beans, and some vegetables.
After all the calculations, even one acre of land is not enough, so we can only use it sparingly.
It is now February. After the rain in March and April, it is time for spring plowing and planting.
Jiang Zhiluo naturally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to buy more land so that she could grow some crops.
Better than buying.
It would be cost-effective even if we hired people to work in the fields at that time.
The labor force was relatively low at that time. People went to work at the docks and worked hard all day, but they might only earn twenty or thirty cents. It was the hardest job.
In the village, if you ask villagers to help build a house, most of the time you don’t get paid. They just hire people to work during the slack season and provide them with food.
The food provided is not good at all.
Jiang Zhiluo calculated in her mind and wanted to buy land even more.
"Mother, how much silver is one acre of land like this?"
Madam Cui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Zhiluo and explained, "It seems like one mu of land costs two taels of silver, but most of it is rocky and sandy land, so two taels of silver is a bit expensive. If it weren't near the town's dock, the price wouldn't be so high."
Jiang Zhiluo had an idea in mind.
She is not afraid of sandy or rocky ground.
In fact, sandy land is suitable for growing fruits such as grapes and watermelons, as well as peanuts and yams.
In this era, there are not as many varieties of fruits as in the technological era. Fruits are rare here.
Grapes and watermelons are extremely rare.
It would be very convenient if I could buy a few more acres of land and grow grapes and watermelons.
But if grapes and watermelons are grown here, they will be too conspicuous.
So Jiang Zhiluo still has to think carefully about what to plant.
And first you have to get these fruit seeds.
But no matter what ideas you have, you have to make money first.
Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui arrived in town while thinking about things on the way.
It was around eight or nine in the morning, and the dock was extremely busy. There were many people setting up stalls and shouting constantly.
At the dock, many ships are docked and people are loading and unloading goods.
There are many people coming and going.
Mrs. Cui had only set up a stall in the town market to sell eggs and vegetables before, so she didn't have much experience.
She looked around and said, "Zhiluo, let's go to the market in town. There are a lot of people there too."
Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "Mom, let's try it here first."
Jiang Zhiluo walked along, carrying a basket, and called out, "I'm selling brown sugar. I'm selling brown sugar. Anyone want any?"
"Brown sugar nourishes the body. Drinking it can improve blood circulation and health for women..."
Jiang Zhiluo's voice is clear and loud. When she shouts at the busy dock, her voice is different from the voices of some small vendors, and it sounds particularly unique and pleasant.
Mrs. Cui was stunned.
She followed Jiang Zhiluo, and because she was shy, her face turned red when everyone looked at her.
She rubbed the clothes nervously.
Before, when Mrs. Cui came to the market to sell eggs, she had to prepare herself mentally for a long time.
But even so, when she set up a stall to sell things, she would just sit there. If someone came to ask her something, she would speak. If no one came to ask her something, she would not say anything.
So even if she set up a stall to sell eggs, she might have to sit there all day, and sometimes she might not even be able to sell a basket of eggs.
Later, when Mrs. Cui was ill, it was Cui Hejin who went to the town.
Probably because Mr. Cui Hejin is as beautiful as jade and unparalleled in the world, he doesn't have to say anything, people are rushing to buy his things, so things are selling well.
"Are there any brown sugar sellers?"
"Are you really selling brown sugar?"
The women were so sharp-eared that they immediately heard the word "brown sugar" and were afraid they had heard it wrong. After hearing it twice, someone ran up to Jiang Zhiluo and said, "Miss, do you really have brown sugar here?"
"How about the brown sugar in your hand? Can we take a look?"
Jiang Zhiluo lifted the cloth on the basket, revealing a little brown sugar, and took out a piece and put it in her hand to show everyone.
Jiang Zhiluo smiled and said to everyone, "Look everyone, this brown sugar is sweet and good for your health, and it's two cents a piece."
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