Chapter 549: They all rebelled right under their noses!
Xu Yu looked confused, and it was obvious that he didn't remember.
Sang Zhixia said to herself, "I asked the weavers at Second Aunt's embroidery shop to think of many ways, and finally found a way to weave wool into the thread. Now the cashmere blankets we weave are top-notch in both craftsmanship and texture. I won't have to worry about getting a low price if I sell them out."
It’s a pity that there is only a little wool left that Uncle Xu brought back. The weavers have excellent skills but cannot find the raw materials to start with.
It would be great if we could use the power of the ranch to produce and sell our own products.
As long as there is enough wool and the craftsmanship gradually matures, even if the value of various livestock meats is put aside, the soft cashmere blankets produced by the ranch are enough to make back the money.
Xu Yu understood and said with a smile, "So I mine the minerals and you weave the cloth?"
"You can't mine, and I can't weave."
Sang Zhixia pinched Xu Yu's nose, suppressing her laughter, and said, "But I can only help you cover up this much. You have to figure out a way for the people in the mine."
There are a lot of people on the farm, but they can't go over there.
People over there need to be more careful in their choices.
Having agreed upon the matter, Xu Yu went to prepare to recruit manpower, while Sang Zhixia was busy with the ranch affairs.
With the farm as an example, when Sang Zhixia mentioned that he wanted to open a ranch, people who heard it looked very calm, as if they were not surprised at all.
Chen Anzhu, who had returned to the village for a few days for the New Year, skimmed off the foam from his teacup and said slowly, "Spring begins after the New Year, so now is a good time to start preparing for the ranch, but..."
Chen Anzhu pursed his lips, unable to conceal his embarrassment. He suddenly changed the subject and said, "But I heard that a thousand acres of wasteland west of North City was recently bought. It seems that they are planning to build a farm there, imitating the farm. Has the boss heard about this?"
Chen Anzhu spent a long time wandering around the shops in the county town, and became more sensitive to various news from outside.
Peng Yuanliang has been making a lot of big and small moves recently. While purchasing a large amount of wasteland for development, he has also gathered merchants of all sizes in the three northwestern cities together. His ambition is extremely great.
It is no exaggeration to say that all the well-known merchants in the three northwestern cities now have more or less dealings with Peng Yuanliang. Except for Sanyou Farm, which has always remained on the outside, the rest have long been caught up in this muddy water.
Shen Anzhu's eyes flashed with worry: "Boss, this person has bad intentions and is very ambitious."
"If we allow it to develop and expand, I'm afraid it will pose a considerable threat to us."
At this critical moment when they were openly competing in a fight, Sang Zhixia did not fully focus on responding to Peng Yuanliang's provocation, but instead turned around to run a ranch. Wouldn't this be a case of losing the big picture for the small?
Sang Zhixia guessed what Shen Anzhu was worried about, but she looked unconcerned.
Sang Zhixia said casually, "There are countless wastelands in the northwest. We can't stop people from reclaiming wasteland for cultivation. Besides, we can't stop them."
Since it is something that cannot be stopped, why bother wasting unnecessary energy on it?
Sang Zhixia looked very generous. She crushed a peanut in her hand and said slowly, "If he wants to run a farm, let him do it. Let's change the track."
When spring plowing begins, the grain seeds in several large greenhouses are ready to be harvested.
In addition to the seeds that Sang Zhixia had originally reserved, the available quantity was originally sufficient, but if it was spread over the thousands of acres of land in Peng Yuanliang's hands, it would not be enough.
It takes a lot of time and effort to grow crops yourself, but it is relatively easier to let Peng Yuanliang do it.
Therefore, Sang Zhixia had decided from the beginning that the farm would not expand this year, but would continue according to last year's model. He would find a way to change the name of all the saved grain seeds, and through the hands of Lord Liu and others, transfer them all to Peng Yuanliang, who was waiting to make a big move.
Don’t you want to farm?
Then let him plant it well.
Plant with all your heart.
Chen Anzhu couldn't figure out Sang Zhixia's intention for a moment, but she was a tactful person and didn't ask questions that shouldn't be hers.
Sang Zhixia was very pleased with her sharpness. She tossed the plump white peanuts into her mouth and said slowly, "Our priority this year isn't to compete with some inexplicable people for arable land, but to compete for the number of rice seedlings."
"It's about doing the best job in the business."
Sang Zhixia owns many shops of various sizes, selling a wide variety of items.
With Shen Anzhu's initial efforts, these shops that were originally scattered like stars have now become of a relatively uniform size, and will expand outwards later.
The shops on both sides sell good things, so why limit ourselves to the three northwestern cities?
It’s almost time to connect all the paths that we painstakingly laid out into lines and then into pieces.
There are Jiangnan where Lin Yun and Xue Liu are, Shu where Qi Lao has left people to guard, the northwest where Sang Zhixia is personally in charge, and Lingnan where Xu Minghui is.
The east, west and south sides form each other's corners, watching each other from thousands of miles away, and taking care of each other from tens of millions of miles away.
With the canal transportation route opened up by Jiang Yubai, transportation between the north and the south is no longer a problem. It has become much more convenient and has also brought more opportunities.
Sang Zhixia must seize the precious calm before the storm comes, and leave the traces he wants in every corner of the Central Plains.
Sang Zhixia went down step by step in a hurry, and his attention seemed to have shifted a lot away from the fundamentals of the farm, and he focused only on business.
Her negligence led to a direct loophole, and something went wrong on the farm again.
Less than a month after the rice seeds in the greenhouse were harvested, the farm was stolen again.
What was stolen this time were thousands of kilograms of well-stored rice seeds, and along with the rice seeds, 120 people on the farm also disappeared.
Four of them were managers whom Sang Zhixia had relied on for several years. They also took away many important things from the farm and never returned.
The village chief never expected that despite all the precautions taken on the farm, he still couldn't prevent the thief from committing crimes. He was so angry that his face turned pale and his breathing became rapid.
"These traitors! They're such bastards that they don't even have a shred of conscience!"
"Is what they did the most absurd thing a human being could do?!"
"Zheng Erhu's life was saved by the Xu family, and this is how he repays his savior! If I had known things would get this far, I should have just let him starve to death!"
Uncle Gu and the others also had dull expressions and stood by without saying a word.
Xu Tongsheng was eloquent and had many ways of cursing. He had already drunk the third pot of tea, but he was still cursing with a dry mouth.
It happened so suddenly.
Just when everyone was plowing and loosening the soil on the farm, Zheng Erhu, who was promoted by Sang Zhixia to be the manager, brought a hundred people and fifteen carts, pulling a horse-drawn carriage covered with dry straw and headed out of the village.
There were many people and vehicles coming and going in the farm, and with a manager like Zheng Erhu leading the team, these people acted very confidently and openly, as if they were doing it in broad daylight. Others didn't notice anything was wrong and watched them leave the village.
But these people had not returned for two days since they left the village. There was no sign of them, and no sign of their carriages or horses turning back.
Xu Tongsheng then realized that something was wrong and hurried into the city to find Sang Zhixia, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, to ask about the situation. Only then did he realize that he had been tricked!
Sang Zhixia never arranged for Zheng Erhu to take people out of the village!
Zheng Erhu took those more than one hundred people and thousands of kilograms of rice seeds from the farm and ran away to seek refuge with Peng Yuanliang in Nancheng!
So many traitors rebelled right under their noses!
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