As the saying goes, poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people, and the level of people's quality is often proportional to the good or bad economy.
The gap is too big, which can easily lead to conflicts. Ling Jiheng doesn't want his home to be watched every day and have no privacy at all.
Just one sentence moved Song Lizheng to tears.
He started to criticize the villagers for being unsatisfied: “Why don’t you hand it over to others and sell it yourselves?
Is it you, Zhang Laosan, or you, Wang Laoer, who have the ability to sell at a high price?
Whoever takes on this job will get my commission. Do you really think selling things is that easy?"
The villagers were frightened by Song Lizheng's fierce tone and kept silent. They were also bewitched by the words "get rich" and nodded one after another: "Okay, we will listen to Uncle Lizheng and Young Master Ling."
Ling Jiheng took the deed written by Song Lizheng and signed his name after confirming that there were no omissions. He then asked the villagers to prepare the relevant documents.
"We can ask Cao Dashan to build the shed; he has experience. I'm sure everyone has plenty of wood ash, wheat bran, and humus soil. Prepare them first, and I'll tell you the mixing ratio later."
As for other things, if you can't find them, I'll let Jinbao take you to buy them.
The Ling family provides these fungus strains free of charge. The sooner you build the shed and prepare the substrate, the sooner you can plant the seeds and make money.
Okay, everyone, get busy. I won’t keep you guys busy any longer.”
Ling Jiheng was about to leave but was stopped by someone.
Someone frowned and asked, "Master Ling, from what you're saying, mushroom farming is quite simple. Why would you charge the village head uncle fifty taels of silver for such a simple thing?"
Ling Jiheng chuckled, "It's quite simple, but have you thought of it? No! If the Ling family hadn't brought it up, you might never have known that mushrooms can be grown.
Also, are you sure you can grow mushrooms so easily? If it were that easy, would the Ling family have promised to sell mushrooms at a high price of 100 coins per pound?
After saying that, he raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder: "Little brother, why don't you try it yourself and see if you can cultivate it?"
Ling Jiheng's confidence dispelled everyone's dissatisfaction. They all went home to prepare their things, hoping to earn money as soon as possible.
Cao Dashan is also receiving orders continuously.
But they had no money and could only shamelessly buy on credit. Inspired by Ling Jiheng, Cao Dashan asked them to pay off their debts with mushrooms.
Everyone in Qingshan Village's eyes lit up and they agreed without even hesitating.
When a group of people take action, they look mighty and imposing.
Ling Jiheng hurried home, and his anxious steps showed his eagerness.
Without even bothering to greet Baozhu, he pushed the door open and entered the west room, only to find Chi Xingyue asleep.
Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was pale. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something unhappy.
"Xingyue, wake up, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chi Xingyue opened her eyes from her sleep, felt the chill from Ling Jiheng's body, and shivered.
He shook his head: "Nothing, just a little tired."
She wasn't lying. Her stomach didn't hurt, she just felt uncomfortable. She'd said the spiritual spring water protected her this morning, but now she was slapped in the face.
Chi Xingyue felt that the space still needed to be upgraded, at least the seal of the spiritual spring water had to be completely lifted.
Ling Jiheng went to the kitchen and brought her a bowl of hot chicken soup. He also invited Doctor Cheng to come and take Chi Xingyue's pulse.
Doctor Cheng smelled the aroma of the chicken soup and was so greedy that he almost drooled.
He put his mind back on Chi Xingyue's pulse and nodded after a moment: "It's nothing serious. This is the first time for the little girl to come here, and her body is a little uncomfortable.
Take good care of yourself, don't touch cold water, don't eat raw or cold food, and next time you have a stomachache, you won't have it anymore."
Chi Xingyue thanked him with a smile and asked Ling Jiheng to scoop a bowl of chicken soup for Doctor Cheng.
Doctor Cheng did not refuse and ran away happily with two chicken legs.
Chi Xingyue sat up and moved the small kang table in front of him.
Ling Jiheng put the chicken soup on the plate and went to the kitchen to get two bowls of rice. Before he started eating, Baozhu came in with yam and pork ribs soup and pickled cabbage.
"Second Young Master Madam, please try it. Is it to your liking?"
Chi Xingyue took a sip and nodded, "Not bad, thank you Baozhu!"
Baozhu's face flushed, and she felt a little shy. She bowed and left.
Chi Xingyue, with chicken wings in her left hand and yams in her right, ate with great relish. Feeling it wasn't enough, she also grabbed a bowl of braised eggplant from the space cafeteria and shared it with Ling Jiheng.
After drinking the hot chicken soup, Chi Xingyue felt much better. After dinner, he leaned against the wall and read for a while before putting on his shoes and getting off the kang. He asked about the village's mushroom farming.
"Don't worry, everyone in the village agrees."
Chi Xingyue chuckled and continued to mutter his thoughts: "Winter mushrooms are difficult to grow, and I don't have that much energy to take care of them.
I thought about having them grow oyster mushrooms or shiitake mushrooms. These two are the varieties chosen by many farmers in our world and are very popular.
Ling Jiheng had no objection and felt that the little fairy was thoughtful.
Launching two new mushroom varieties would obviously make it easier to sell them at a higher price. As for the risk, well, even if the whole village took it, it wouldn't be noticeable.
The two had a heated discussion on how to plant and sell. Many of Chi Xingyue's ideas on future sales had a great impact on Ling Jiheng.
Just like that, time came to mid-afternoon. I thought it was another peaceful day, but in the evening, I received an unexpected guest.
After hearing the report from his subordinates, Zhou Chengyu immediately brought his men to Qingshan Village despite the late hour.
Yu Tingzhang's subordinates also had a hard time finding the source of the rumor, and they couldn't wait to go to Qingshan Village to investigate it thoroughly.
The two groups were unaware of each other's whereabouts, but they arrived at the village entrance one after the other and came face to face.
Although Yu Tingzhang's men had never met Zhou Chengyu, they recognized the insignia of the Zhou Army and saluted hastily. "Excuse me, are you General Zhou's men?"
Zhou Chengyu had no intention of revealing his identity and nodded, "Yes! What brings you here?"
Chang Wan clasped his fists and saluted. "My name is Chang Wan, and I'm a city official in Youzhou Prefecture. I've been ordered by the prefect to investigate the rumors of an approaching extreme cold."
Zhou Chengyu didn't expect that the other party had the same goal as him, so he nodded and said, "We do too."
The two groups exchanged a surprised glance, but neither said anything else. They followed each other into the village, immediately attracting the attention of the villagers.
Zhou Chengyu also discovered the difference of Qingshan Village.
This place doesn't seem as lifeless as other villages. Everyone is busy moving bricks, carrying wood, and weaving straw mats, as if preparing for the extreme cold.
Someone with good sense immediately called out to Song, the village chief. Song came trotting over and stood before the tall horse, bowing: "Gentlemen, I am Song Shoushan, the village chief of Qingshan Village. May I ask if there is anything that brings you here?"
Zhou Chengyu looked at Song Lizheng and asked, "I am a subordinate of General Zhou. I heard the news of the coming extreme cold from Song Lizheng and a carpenter named Cao Dashan. Is this true?"
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