Chapter 540: Just waiting for the day when she kneels down crying and begs me
Sang Zhixia showed up once in Nancheng, and with the help of a large amount of goods that came from illegal sources, he got a large sum of money from Peng Yuanliang, and then he went home leisurely.
The business gathering in the south city initiated by Peng Yuanliang was extremely lively. In just a few days, it gradually grew in scale under Peng Yuanliang's promotion.
Peng Yuanliang was originally worried that Sang Zhixia would do something bad and ruin his plan, so he was secretly cautious and never dared to let his guard down.
Unexpectedly, Sang Zhixia really seemed to have no interest at all. He came to Nancheng and turned around and left without showing any hesitation.
Peng Yuanliang sent off the people who had come to seek refuge today. Holding his forehead with a look of fatigue, he said cryptically, "Is there really no movement from North City?"
"Is everything normal at Sanyou Farm?"
"Everything is fine."
"Our people have been keeping a close eye on them. After leaving Nancheng, the Sang family went straight back to Luobei Village and haven't left since. The people on the farm are busy with the greenhouses, so we can't see anything unusual."
There is nothing unusual to see, and that is the biggest anomaly.
Considering the way Sang Zhixia was robbing people and asking for a higher price, Peng Yuanliang wouldn't be surprised even if Sang Zhixia insisted on not giving him any tutoring.
But this person doesn't have it.
Sang Zhixia seemed to really just want revenge, and would strike back immediately without any lingering fight.
But can someone who dares to rob people openly and still do it without any mistakes be so easy to talk to?
Peng Yuanliang didn't believe it.
Peng Yuanliang thought of the secret of Sangzhixia Farm's inexplicably high yields, quickly closed his eyes, and said, "Do you see anything strange about those rice seeds?"
"Are the clues we got before true?"
"There's nothing wrong with that."
The person who answered lowered his head and said cautiously, "After our farm opened, we attracted many people from the farm in Luobei Village."
"I've inquired privately, and their stories are largely consistent. The farming process they describe is no different from the usual ones. The only difference is the seeds."
Good rice seeds are crucial.
Sang Zhixia grasped this point and developed an amazing farm in the northwest, which was known as a barren land.
And now the rice seeds are no longer exclusive to her.
Peng Yuanliang thought of what he had obtained and sighed meaningfully, "They're very well guarded over there, so I won't be able to get more for a while, but it's not a big deal."
"First, take good care of what you have and have your subordinates follow suit. Make sure to replicate the model from Sanyou Farm. I want to see a harvest next autumn."
His main purpose of coming to the northwest was indeed not to learn about farming, but who would complain about having too much money?
He wants the caravans inside and outside the pass, and he also wants Sang Zhixia's unique farm management methods.
The silver that Sang Zhixia took from him was nothing.
In some time, he will get it back double.
As for Sang Zhixia...
A cruel gloom flashed in Peng Yuanliang's eyes. Sang Zhixia's captivating face flashed through his mind. His fingertips silently clenched, "I'm just waiting for the day when she kneels down and begs me in tears..."
When that time comes, let’s see how proud Sangzhixia can still be!
In the north city, Peng Yuanliang began to take drastic actions. The initially formed Chamber of Commerce has developed a series of channels for transporting goods, and waves are brewing.
At the same time, Sang Zhixia slightly lifted the hood of her cloak, squinted her eyes at the snowflakes swirling in the air, and smiled as she reached out to catch a small cluster: "Another year has passed."
This is her fourth year in the Northwest.
It turns out that it only takes four short years to transform a completely unfamiliar and cold place into a homeland that is inseparable from one's flesh and blood.
New Year's Eve is the most important festival of the year.
Therefore, early in the morning, before daybreak, the sound of firecrackers could be heard from the houses in the village, and the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs made a commotion. Before the morning light came up, a sense of happiness and comfort filled the air.
The red whip at the farm gate was lit by the village chief himself.
The snow-covered black earth was covered with a layer of crimson crimson. Even the vibrant colors couldn't hide the joy on the village chief's face: "The first firecracker of the morning is the most important. It's a good omen for getting rid of the old and welcoming the new!"
"The farm suffered a man-made disaster a while ago. We should make some peace now. Next year, everything will be fine and prosperous!"
Sang Zhixia looked at the village chief with a smile on her face: "You are right, it must be correct."
"I've divided up the pigs I had slaughtered. Have you received any at home?"
"Got it, got it."
The village chief's face flushed with joy, and he laughed heartily and said, "You sent such a large piece of meat so early in the morning. Your aunt might have already washed it and put it in the pot to cook."
After the village chief finished laughing, he thought about the pork that had been continuously sent out from the farm today and exclaimed in amazement, "I heard that ten pigs were slaughtered today. Were they all distributed?"
"You are too honest to the villagers, girl. Even if it's just for good luck, there's no need to give so much at once!"
Uncle Xu's winery is doing a booming business, producing no less than a thousand pounds of distiller's grains every day.
With sufficient amounts of distiller's grains, mixed with bran and other ingredients to make pig feed, the pigs on the farm are all fat and strong, and one pig can be taken out at any time, weighing no less than 200.
When it was getting dark, the sound of pigs squealing could be heard from the farm, followed by a large piece of pork for each person.
Every household gets one, and they don’t charge a penny, they are all given away for free.
Sang Zhixia, the one delivering the meat, didn't feel bad, but the village chief, the one eating the meat, couldn't help but say, "That's too much."
"You don't have to do this. The villagers have a good life thanks to you. How can you keep taking advantage of you?"
"It's just a few bites of meat. How can this be considered taking advantage?"
Sang Zhixia said with a smile, "Our family has been under the protection of the village. We have caused trouble for the village many times and have had to help them. It just so happens that it is the New Year, so I won't mention the money."
"Besides, haven't you always been complaining about how it's a pity that Nuonuo and Yuanbao didn't have a full moon banquet? Since it's a holiday, let's just treat everyone to a feast with Xu Yu and me."
When Xiao Nuonuo and Xiao Yuanbao were born, it was a turbulent time.
In addition, Sang Zhixia was forced to spend two months in confinement.
Xu Yu's heart and eyes were all on his wife and two children, and he was busy with many things and had no time to take care of anything else, so he skipped the full moon banquet and just distributed some red eggs to the villagers.
However, the full moon banquet was saved but the favors were not. After the villagers learned of the good news, they sent a lot of congratulatory gifts to the Xu family, and Sang Zhixia took the initiative to accept them.
Giving the meat away today is just a way of repaying a favor.
The village chief didn't expect her to say that. He was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Your family's banquet is quite rare. Every household treats the New Year's Eve dinner table tonight as a feast."
In addition to the meat, each person working on the farm also received a New Year gift, including eggs, white flour, and animal oil. The amount was not much, but if you took it home, you wouldn't have to buy anything this year and you could prepare a sumptuous meal when you got home.
Many people would not dare to imagine such a good day even in the past years of bumper harvest.
But this year, they have all become a reality within reach.
The laughter on the farm never stopped, and those who heard it couldn't help laughing along.
The village chief sighed with mixed feelings and asked curiously, "By the way, it's New Year's Eve, why isn't Xu Yu here? What has this guy been busy with lately? Why can't I see him?"
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