Chapter 211 Xu Yu, what’s wrong with your leg?
Uncle Xu sincerely felt that Xu Yu had undergone a complete transformation in the past year or so and was now very presentable.
He was fine. Last night, he was drugged by a thief and looked miserable. Why is he being fined today?
A gloomy look flashed across the old man's eyes, and he said indifferently, "Still kneeling?"
Uncle Xu sighed bitterly, "I asked him, but he didn't say anything. He just said he deserved the punishment. How could he dare to get up without Father speaking?"
"But Dad, if you ask me, Xu Yu..."
"Xia girl, it's almost done here. Go back and see him kneeling in an awkward position. Go and tell him to get up."
Uncle Xu thought for a moment and agreed sheepishly: "It's true, they have a good relationship. If Xia girl saw this when we get back, I'm afraid she would be heartbroken."
The old man gave him an ambiguous look, and after finally mustering up the courage to say a few words in defense of Xu Yu, he turned into a rooster with drooping feathers the next second.
I dare not say anymore.
Uncle Xu rushed back without stopping to pass on the message, and Sang Zhixia finally broke free from the crowd.
It's getting late, it's not appropriate to delay here any longer.
Those who were intrigued by the farm looked at Sang Zhixia eagerly, their eyes full of longing and they asked, "Will you come again tomorrow?"
"Are you serious about setting up this farm you mentioned? Even if someone doesn't have any land, can they really join in?"
Sang Zhixia: "The crops in the fields here haven't been harvested yet, so of course I have to come."
"What I just said is true, but we have to wait until all the work here is finished before we start. If you want to join, I will set a time to draw up the rules and regulations, and then we can discuss the details."
"become!"
"Then we'll be waiting for you!"
"I have to go home and talk to my husband about this. I think this method is feasible!"
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The chattering voices echoed endlessly, and Sang Zhixia was very happy that she finally took the first step.
She is indeed very selfish.
If the sole purpose is to help the villagers with their livelihoods, the cultivated seeds can be directly distributed to everyone. With enough effort, the harvest will naturally be good.
But she didn't want to do that.
First, people are born lazy, and not everyone will be interested in good things that are given to them for free. In the end, her hard work may end up being wasted.
Secondly, the Xu family needs a lot of money, and she wants to make a lot of money by her own ability.
Helping fellow villagers and making money are not contradictory. After joining the farm and doing the same work, these people's lives will only be better than before, and they will benefit from each other.
But since this was the first time he had done something on such a large scale, Sang Zhixia's heart was beating fast, and his eyes were still shining with excitement like stars when he entered the house.
Xu Yu was cooking, and Uncle Xu San was also there.
Due to the subtle influence, cooking at home is no longer restricted to just anyone or any gender, but anyone who has free time can do it.
But among those who learned to cook, Uncle Xu's food was barely edible, while Xu Yu's cooking skills were still second to none.
The dinner was Sang Zhixia’s favorite dishes.
The pheasant soup stewed with hazel mushrooms has a strong aroma, and there are cucumbers freshly picked from the vegetable garden in the backyard that are crushed and served cold, as well as boiled cabbage hearts, and a bowl of rice made from new rice harvested from the home garden.
Uncle Xu took a big mouthful of rice and sighed, "Is it my imagination? I think the rice grown in my own fields is really much more delicious, better than the rice I used to buy."
Xu Yu looked calm and continued with a smile, "I can smell the aroma of rice is stronger than usual. It must be an illusion."
Sang Zhixia said that if different rice varieties are cultivated, the rice produced will have differences in appearance and taste.
The new rice for the family was the one that Sang Zhixia had specifically instructed to be brought back separately. Xu Yu took a quick look and found that the quality alone was much better than the rice sold outside. It was obvious that the good stuff was quickly brought back home to be filled into the rice jar.
Sang Zhixia was really hungry after all the rest, and she asked for more rice twice, which was rare.
After eating and drinking, the old man sent them to the winery to rest.
Along the way, Sang Zhixia couldn't hide her excitement as she told Xu Yu about what happened on the ridge during the day, and she talked non-stop about her envisioned farm.
"I've thought it through. Farming is definitely the main focus during spring plowing and autumn harvest, but there's no need to sit idle during the slack season. How about clearing some wasteland, building some pens, and raising some livestock?"
Sang Zhixia looked at Xu Yu with shining eyes: "In addition to chickens, ducks and other animals, how about raising more pigs?"
Xu Yu said with a playful smile, "Didn't we talk about raising cattle at the beginning?"
"You have to raise cattle, but they can only be used for draft, not for eating."
Oxen are the lifeblood of farmers. It is unacceptable that they work hard in the fields for many years and then are slaughtered for meat. The court also clearly stipulated that it is against the law to slaughter and eat oxen.
But it’s different for chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and the like.
Sang Zhixia was inspired: "After raising chickens, ducks and geese, I can collect some of them for eggs and sell them, and some for meat. I can also make feather dusters out of the chicken feathers, and I can mix the selected duck down with cotton to make cotton-padded clothes. Let me tell you, fine duck down is incredibly warming, even better than cotton!"
"And then there are the pigs. One or two aren't worth much, but what if we raise hundreds at once? We can bring in the dregs from Uncle San's brewery, mix them with pig grass, and cook them to feed the pigs. When the piglets grow up, we can sell the meat as income. Besides selling the meat, the pig hair can be cleaned out to make bristle brushes, and the lard can be made into soap. And there's also the pig skin..."
"Soap?"
Uncle Xu, who had been listening all the way, asked curiously, "What is soap? It's such a rare thing I've never heard of."
Sang Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then thought about the things people used nowadays, such as wood ash and soap beans. After a pause, she explained, "It's something you can use to wash your face, hands, and clothes, but it's made with lard as the base."
"Made with lard?"
Uncle Xu laughed dumbly: "That's a rare and generous item."
During the New Year, it is rare for ordinary families to have a bite of meat. If they see a little bit of oil, they will want to lick the bottom of the bowl until it is shiny. Who would be willing to use lard to wash their hands?
Sang Zhixia groaned and involuntarily tugged at Xu Yu's arm, saying, "Third Uncle, please don't disbelieve me."
"Soap is expensive, but think about it, isn't the world short of people with money?"
Most people would not be willing to spend a lot of money on something that can’t fill their stomachs, but what about rich people?
Would those rich ladies who have a lot of money but can't spend it all be interested in the small change from a piece of soap?
Not to mention pricing it at ten or eight taels, as long as the pattern is made delicate and beautiful enough, even if you simply mark it at a sky-high price of thirty-five taels, you probably won't have trouble selling it.
Uncle Xu thought about it carefully and felt that it was quite right. Just as he was about to ask in detail, Sang Zhixia suddenly stared at Xu Yu suspiciously: "Xu Yu, what's wrong with your leg?"
The words that were about to come out of Uncle Xu's mouth stopped abruptly, and he suddenly didn't want to ask anything.
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