Chapter 377 Harvest
Liang Minglang felt that Xu Zhichun's words made sense and nodded. "You're right. Every time he comes back, I'll teach him a few moves and let him practice them at the county school."
"Um!"
"What about you? Don't you want to practice?"
Xu Zhichun was stunned.
Liang Minglang suddenly understood and said softly, "Ah, you don't have to practice, I'll accompany you——"
"Can I practice too? Are you really willing to teach me?"
Xu Zhichun was surprised and happy.
She thought that she was too old to practice martial arts. Moreover, even if the martial arts were not a secret heirloom, they would not be easily passed on to others. How could she have the nerve to take the initiative to ask to learn it?
But if Minglang is willing to teach her, then of course she would be very happy.
Although the flour and chili powder in the space warehouse are also useful, it would be terrible if one day you meet a professional martial artist like Liang Minglang.
She was 90% sure that if she ran into Liang Minglang, she would definitely not be able to spill the flour and chili powder.
Liang Minglang looked at the woman who was looking at him with shining eyes and full of hope, and could not bear to say a word of denial.
"Can."
"Really? Even at my age?"
"Um"
Actually, it’s not possible, but he can think of a way to make it work.
Liang Minglang: "Wait for me to think it over carefully. I'll teach you three or five life-saving tricks. Once you've mastered them, you'll be able to handle almost any unexpected situation."
After all, he is still here.
Xu Zhichun nodded happily, "Okay!"
Seeing her happy, Liang Minglang was also happy, and his confidence soared. "Wait a minute, I'll teach you once I've figured it out."
In his heart, Liang Minglang had already figured it out. It couldn't be too complicated, didn't require too much strength, had to be clever, had to have unexpected effects, had to be able to react in time in critical moments, or it wouldn't be difficult to master.
Tomatoes began to mature and go on the market in batches. Xu Zhichun had already signed a sales contract with Mr. Qin. Every three mornings, he hired three or five aunts from the village who were quick, honest and trustworthy to help with the harvest. Mr. Qin sent a mule cart to transport the tomatoes away in baskets.
It is supplied to three neighboring counties including this county.
Although many families planted tomatoes this year, the price was lower than last year, at fifteen cents per pound, but for Xu Zhichun, this price was also very good.
After all, these tomatoes are primarily supplied to restaurants and the city's residents. Most city dwellers don't own land and rely on buying their daily necessities. Even though tomatoes have spread significantly over the past year, compared to an area several counties large, only a small number of households are growing them.
By next year, the price will probably drop to around ten wen. But even if it drops to the normal three or four wen per jin, it will still be profitable for farmers like Xu Zhichun who grow large quantities of crops.
In Liangjia Village, every household planted tomatoes this year, but they obviously could not be sold on a large scale, and the growth was not as good as Xu Zhichun's, so they were all eaten at home.
Even if there are occasionally seven or eight kilograms or ten kilograms, Master Qin will not accept these small amounts.
Xu Zhichun asked Liang Lizheng to tell the villagers that if they were willing, her family would buy the big ones, ten cents per pound. She would tell them in advance when to buy them, and would check them when they were bought. As long as they were freshly picked, intact, and ripe enough for transportation, they would buy them. She would tell them how to do it, and those who were interested could come to her house to ask for details.
On the afternoon of the first day that the Qin family came to purchase, they collected the scattered items from various families. This was just right, so they could transport them away together early the next morning.
Liang Lizheng, Aunt Zhu'er, and Xiaojuan's family each planted a considerable amount, about half an acre, and they all sold it to the Qin family, at the same price as Xu Zhichun, fifteen cents per pound. They didn't always sell their crops, but they still made a good profit.
Liang Lizheng was very happy and thanked Xu Zhichun with a smile: "A few days ago, someone came to my house and said he wanted to sell some. I was in a dilemma. I said that the Qin family would definitely not accept small pieces. I don't have the time. If Madam Xu is willing to accept it, it would be great. Ten cents a pound is also fair."
She should be able to make five cents per pound. The villagers came to her house to sell their goods, and her family alone was too busy to handle it. She had to hire people to help. If she hired three people to help for an hour or two, it would cost her almost twenty cents.
Besides, she has to make some money, otherwise why would she help someone for free?
That doesn't make sense.
When Liang Lizheng told the villagers about this, everyone was happy. Now even if there were only two or three kilograms of rice at home, they could sell it.
Ten cents per pound is better than no cents at all.
If you have ten or so trees at home, you can earn about ten kilograms from the first sale. Although you won't get as much every three days, you can still get five or six kilograms, or six or seven kilograms. If you sell them for more than a month, it can be a considerable income.
As a result, most people started to slap their thighs and regret their decision.
"If I had known earlier, I would have planted every corner of my vegetable garden. What a pity!"
"Yes, I can grow it in my yard!"
"So do we."
"Let's follow Liang Lizheng and his men from now on. See how well they do. They can harvest a lot from just half an acre. The rich are getting richer and richer, alas."
"Do you think it's too late to plant the seedlings now? Even if they don't grow well, it's fine! As long as they exist, it's fine!"
These words woke the dreamer up.
"yes!"
So everyone started breeding.
Although there are no large tracts of ready-made farmland, there is still space if we squeeze in. We can plant two or three trees in corners, corners, and yards next to houses, right?
That’s perfect. The children at home will be responsible for managing the tomatoes planted in the corners in the future, pulling weeds, watering, tying sticks, etc.
Xu Zhichun was at a loss for words. Planting something at the wrong time wouldn't necessarily yield good results. But tomato seeds weren't expensive, at least not in their village. If everyone was happy to plant them, then so be it.
She had to be frank in advance: if the fruits were not big enough or good enough, they might not be able to be sold, and even if they could be sold, they might not be sold at this price.
Everyone said, "It doesn't matter", "It doesn't matter", "If we can't sell it, we can just eat it at home."
The tomatoes are sour and sweet, and they look so good. You can keep them and eat them.
Xu Zhichun was thinking about the cotton, tomatoes, peppers, and morels growing under the forest in the village of Qingyang County, so he discussed with Liang Minglang about going over to take a look.
"It just so happens that you haven't been to that farm yet, so why not go and take a look?"
Xu Zhichun was frank and although he did not emphasize it again, his tone clearly implied that "Zhuangzi also belongs half to you."
never mind.
Liang Minglang was helpless. He had never seen such a generous person.
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