Most people in the village trust the headman, and these boring days really need something new to spice things up.
The Ling family's life is universally acknowledged to be good. If they dare to make such a promise, it means they have the ability to back it up. So why are they hesitating? Just do it!
There are also some people who are lazy, like to take advantage, and are used to going against others and complain: "It's such a hassle. It's not certain whether you can make money. Don't let it go to waste!"
Song Lizheng rolled his eyes at the other person and said, "If you don't want to participate, don't force yourself. Just don't be jealous of others making money.
You guys, put your fingerprints on the voluntary surrender instructions later, and don't turn against us later and say that the villagers won't help you get rich together."
Several people rolled their eyes and slapped their thighs and howled, "Uncle Head, you can't do this. We didn't say anything!"
Song Lizheng sneered, thinking that the Ling family's concerns were indeed reasonable. Some people just couldn't give them a good face.
As for the instruction manual, I learned it from the young wife of the Ling family.
To prevent mushrooms from becoming an epidemic in Yunrou County, villagers had to sign an agreement not to share their cultivation methods with other relatives for at least three years.
Song Lizheng naturally agreed, otherwise Qingshan Village would be a wedding dress for others. He had fought so hard for this opportunity, so he couldn't let it go to outsiders!
In this way, with Song Lizheng's soft and hard tactics, Qingshan Village reached an agreement.
Strike while the iron is hot, the men from each family put their fingerprints on the contract written in advance by Song Lizheng, so that there would be no chance to regret.
Busy until late at night.
A group of people followed him home with their handbags in their pockets, feeling excited, as if they saw themselves making a lot of money.
Once I got home, I realized how I could grow mushrooms in just two thatched huts.
The village head said that they couldn't grow crops indoors, or they would be deprived of their right to grow crops. So what should they do? Should they build their own shed?
Ugh, this is so annoying. Why isn't there an easier way to make money?
***
Cao Dashan brought the young people in the village to work for the Ling family, and he was full of energy.
Although not many people in Qingshan Village wanted folding flower stands, when Lou Erliang was too busy, he gave him several orders, which allowed him and his father to make a small profit, which was a pleasant surprise.
Led by Cao Dashan, those young people also made a little money. But they also understood that the folding flower stand was invented by the Ling family. Without them, they would not have those copper coins.
A group of people quickly set up tents for Rongsi Courtyard, Tinglan Courtyard and Zhegui Courtyard, and only came to Qingfeng Courtyard after they finished their work.
A shallow trench was dug in the yard, and a wall was built with bricks opposite the corner, then it was circled to repair the doors and windows.
That's the advantage of a temporary shed. You don't need to dig a deep foundation, and you can use other wall surfaces. It won't be a big deal if you tear it down next year.
The wood used for the roof had a skylight. Ling Jiheng designed a system that used two ropes to control the opening and closing of the window.
Pull this way and the window opens, pull that way and the window closes. Then a thick layer of straw is laid on top to keep the room temperature.
Finally, there were the windows, doors, and interior shelving. These needed to be custom-made, so Cao Dashan wrote down the dimensions and left. He promised to have them ready and delivered to the Lings within three days.
When he got home in the dark, he found out that his family had to join the Ling family in growing mushrooms. His father asked, "Dashan, do you think this is a good idea?"
Cao Dashan looked at his father in surprise. "Dad, why are you hesitating? Look how much money we made from that folding flower stand! From my perspective, we should do whatever the Ling family does. Even if we don't make a fortune, we won't lose money!"
After saying that, he came close to Old Man Cao and whispered, "Dad, when I was working at the Ling family, I heard from the servants that their master used to do business.
Think about it, what kind of place is Jiangning Prefecture? For people to escape unscathed after suffering a disaster, how great must their ability be?
It’s right to listen to me, follow the Ling family and eat meat and drink soup. Good days for our Qingshan Village are coming! "
Although Cao Dashan spoke with great confidence, Old Man Cao did not believe him much.
The reason is simple: the more capable people in Dahe Village are still farming, and I haven't seen them achieve anything.
When it comes to this, Cao Dashan has something to say.
The people in Dahe Village are all demoted officials, many of whom have suffered unjust accusations.
How could they possibly have the energy to change such a dynasty? It would be a blessing if they didn't curse its demise.
But the Ling family is different. They are good citizens and get along quite well with the people in Qingshan Village.
There are no major conflicts of interest. If you want to get the support of the entire village, you have to put out enough bait.
Cao Dashan patted his father's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, at least during this period of time, our family will have work to do!"
Father Cao thought about it and glanced at Cao Dashan. "During this period, take a look at the girls in the village. If there is one you like, ask your mother to find someone to propose marriage to you. Try to marry him off before the New Year."
Two red clouds floated across Cao Dashan's face, and he felt a little embarrassed: "I'll just listen to you and mother!"
***
After a busy day, Chi Xingyue lay in bed, feeling a little uncomfortable in her stomach.
But if you say it hurts, it’s not that much, it’s just uncomfortable.
Ling Jiheng asked her, "How about asking Doctor Cheng to come over and take a look?"
Chi Xingyue felt it was unnecessary and shook her head, saying, "Maybe he ate too much. Let's observe for a while. If he's still not feeling better tomorrow, see a doctor."
Ling Jiheng nodded and sat on the kang to read.
Chi Xingyue was curious and took a look. She knew most of the words in the book, but the content was obscure and she couldn't understand it.
Ling Jiheng chuckled: "Teach you?"
Chi Xingyue shook his head: "No way!"
Is it because modern Chinese is not popular that she is asking for trouble?
When she first started learning traditional Chinese characters, she nearly went bald. She finally persevered, but she shouldn't push herself too hard.
Ling Jiheng fondly stroked Chi Xingyue's hair without saying anything. He turned his gaze to the book and flipped through the pages as if he had no difficulty reading.
Chi Xingyue muttered: "It's no wonder that he was born with a broken heart!" He is completely different from her who came out of nowhere.
But she also stared at him, and when half an hour was up, she immediately put away her books and went to sleep.
There was no laser surgery in the Dayong Dynasty, so if you were nearsighted, you had to deal with it yourself.
He took out his phone and wireless headphones and listened to a novel. He also had Lingquan tea and pine nuts, which he drank while eating.
When it was late at night, she returned to her space and brushed her teeth. Then she came out and snuggled into Ling Jiheng's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Chi Xingyue felt a stream of liquid gushing out while he was in a daze, and instantly had a bad feeling.
She opened her eyes and sat up in shock. She realized the bed was stained red. Chi Xingyue's period had arrived!
She was so scared that she hurried into the space and found clean underwear and the only half pack of sanitary napkins in the cabinet.
Chi Xingyue couldn't help but feel lucky that she still had six pieces. Otherwise, she would have to use the menstrual belt that Baozhu had prepared.
I quickly changed and drank a large glass of brown sugar water.
When he came out wearing new pants, he met Ling Jiheng's smiling eyes.
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