Ning Zhihuan didn't know why Old Lady Ning asked this, so he nodded and told the truth.
When Xiao Yuchi gave her rose seeds, she felt mixed emotions.
What’s exciting is that there are rose seeds here.
The flowers in the town’s flower shops are all shipped in from outside.
One is that there are indeed no seeds.
The second reason is that they don’t want the seeds to fall into the hands of others and they want to monopolize it.
What’s worrying is that the Ning family’s land is used for farming.
If we pull out all the crops now to plant rose seeds, let alone what Li Xueyan, who planted the seeds herself, would think.
Even Old Lady Ning wouldn’t support it.
She couldn't do such a thing herself.
These rose seeds have a shelf life of one to two years, which is neither long nor short.
It would be a pity if it broke.
This also made her very worried.
I was lucky this time. I helped Qin Fang and myself at the same time.
As for whether Qin Fang would turn against her after growing the roses, she was not worried about this issue at all.
First, she trusted Qin Fang, and she and the old lady would not make a mistake when choosing someone they both liked.
Secondly, she will have more cooperation with Qin Fang in the future. If she grows roses, she will have other cautious thoughts like Xu Zhi and want to keep them all for herself.
The one who will suffer greater losses will be her.
I just invested some time.
But, in the final analysis, all of this is thanks to Xiao Yuchi.
Thinking of Xiao Yuchi, Ning Zhihuan's face showed a sweetness that he didn't even notice.
Old Mrs. Ning patted her hands with a smile, but didn't say anything.
She is old, and the younger generation's affairs should be resolved by the younger generation.
The grandfather and grandson supported each other and returned to the house. Ning Zhihuan planned to expand production.
Xiao Yuchi gave Qin Fang a lot of seeds, a whole jar, which she couldn’t finish planting.
Why not just recruit more villagers?
If we plant crops together, we will get rich together.
The same goes for their management style.
Clearly state all the issues at once at the beginning, and then she can let go.
But there is only one requirement: the flowers cannot be sold privately after they bloom.
Everything is unified and she will be responsible for finding the next buyer.
This prevents price wars from occurring.
Of course, the money should be given in full, exactly how much is due.
Those with the highest annual output will also be given certain rewards.
Establish a set of rules and start working on them.
Ning Zhihuan asked Old Lady Ning if there were any people in Hongxing Village who had land but it was currently abandoned, or if there were any people who had excess land.
After Old Lady Ning mentioned a few names, she couldn't remember them at all.
After all, Hongxing Village is not big, but not small either, after all, there are dozens of households.
Basically, every household has land for every house, which is allocated by the state.
Finally, he could only say, "Otherwise, you should ask the village chief. He has a roster that records who has unused land."
Ning Zhihuan nodded and glanced at the time. It was half past twelve.
Without even having time to eat lunch, she rushed to the village chief's office.
At that time, the village chief was drinking tea in his office and looking at the roster, feeling a bit of a headache.
The income of each household and each person is recorded every year.
Including land use.
In recent years, there has been a boom in working outside the home.
Young and middle-aged people all go to the city to work or go into business.
Anyway, no one wants to stay in the village.
Once the labor force leaves, won’t these lands become idle?
It is indeed a pity to leave the land idle. Moreover, land that has not been cultivated or fertilized for a long time will become unsuitable for farming.
If time goes on, it will be no different from a wasteland.
You have to know that these lands were originally reclaimed from wasteland.
It is such a pity that we have to watch these lands turn into wasteland.
I was thinking deeply when someone knocked on the office door.
The village chief came back to his senses and looked towards the door.
At the door, a little girl walked towards him.
The little girl was tall, thin, fair-skinned, and very smart, especially her eyes, which were dark and seemed to be able to see through people's minds.
But he didn't know this kid.
As the village chief, he didn't dare say that he could call out everyone's name in the village, but having seen it so many times, it must have had an impact.
He visits every household every year.
Thinking of this, Village Chief Hu spoke up: "Little girl, did you find the wrong person?"
Apart from this possibility, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
Ning Zhihuan shook her head and looked at him steadily. The girl's voice was immature but could not be refused.
"I came here to find you."
Village chief Hu looked surprised and pointed at himself.
Ning Zhihuan folded his arms across his chest and nodded.
I was thinking, why is Village Chief Hu so senile now?
It took Village Chief Hu a long time to come back to his senses. He took a few steps forward and looked carefully at the little girl in front of him.
He still didn't believe it. He had no impression of this strange face at all. How could he be from their village?
"Then tell me, what's your name, where do you live, and who's in your family?" Village chief Hu narrowed his eyes and asked these questions in one breath.
Ning Zhihuan was not afraid of danger. He spread his hands and asked to speak naturally.
But the first sentence he said shocked Village Chief Hu from head to toe. He stood there in a daze, as if his whole body was burnt black by lightning.
The mouth is wide enough to fit an egg.
All I heard was the little girl smiling and saying, "Grandpa Village Chief, don't you recognize me? You saved me not long ago. I'm Ning Zhihuan. My grandmother is Wu Xiuying, do you remember? My home is..."
The village chief said nothing and looked stunned.
The younger generations in the village may not know the name Wu Xiuying, but it is a well-known name for their generation.
Who dared to mess with Wu Xiuying back then?
Who doesn’t remember Wu Xiuying’s name?
The girl spoke confidently and calmly, and the information she said was not wrong at all, but he could not connect the confident, cheerful, generous, bright and beautiful girl in front of him with Ning Zhihuan.
The last time I saw Ning Zhihuan, it was when Old Lady Zhu wanted to sell her.
Although she no longer drooled at that time, she was still plump and white, and of average height.
The little girl in front of me is almost as tall as me.
If we have to say what Ning Zhihuan and the girl in front of him have in common, it would only be that they both have the same fair skin.
Other than that, there's nothing else to imagine.
But the girl didn't sound like she was joking, which made him confused.
Ning Zhihuan was not annoyed. He just took a few steps forward and shook Village Chief Hu's sleeve affectionately.
"Village Chief Hu, please don't forget me. I'm here today because of something important happening in our village."
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