There was a crowd of people in front of the village chief's house, almost everyone in the village had come.
The village chief stood in front of everyone, leaning on a cane, cleared his throat, and said, "Everyone, I'm calling you together to ask for your opinions."
Before the village chief finished speaking, someone interrupted him.
"What do you think? My baby on the bed is still crying."
"That's right, I still have meat cooking on the stove."
"Hey, what kind of meat is this, Sister Li?"
"What else could it be? It's Lao Li's favorite!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
......
Amid the commotion, no one listened to the village chief's speech. The village chief stomped his crutch in his hand, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"Quiet! Quiet—"
The crowd gradually quieted down, leaving only a few sporadic murmurs. The village chief asked Xu Xingchen to take the basket of wheat seedlings and hold it up to the villagers.
"Do you see what this is? The wheat seedlings that Xu Xiaoniang cultivated."
Everyone was amazed that there were plants that could grow seedlings in winter.
"This wheat seedling can be made into wheat, wheat...Xu Xiaoniang, you speak." The village chief handed the right to speak to Xu Xingchen with some embarrassment.
Xu Xingchen nodded, stood up, and said loudly, "I want to set up a small factory in the village. When these wheat seedlings grow up, we can make malt sugar and sell it in town."
"Hey, what factory are you talking about? And that sugar thing? Go ahead and do it."
"Just...what are you calling us here for?"
Xu Xingchen experienced for the first time the terrible pain of being uneducated. She was disappointed but not discouraged.
"I want us to rent the house together and share the money from the sale. Those who are capable will work harder and no one will be partial." Xu Xingchen raised the issue that people are concerned about.
After hearing this, the villagers began to think about what Xu Xingchen said. Since it was a profit-sharing arrangement, it meant that as long as they participated, they would get a share.
After a while, someone raised his hand to participate with the mentality of taking a gamble, followed by the second and third, and most people had already participated.
The most common custom in rural areas is that I can't stand others being better than me, and others can't stand me being better than them. No one wants to be left behind by anyone else.
Even so, there are still some independent and rebellious people. Aunt Wang is the first to be affected. She thinks Xu Xingchen is just looking for labor and taking advantage of everyone, so she refuses to join.
As for Aunt Wang’s younger brother Zhang Erzhu’s family, it is naturally Aunt Wang jump and Zhang Erzhu jump.
Xu Xingchen shrugged and said it didn't matter, "I don't want a lazy person either." Aunt Wang was so angry that she stomped her feet.
She was thinking of revenge and fanned the flames, saying that Xu Xingchen was not sure and wanted to trick them into selling their labor. In the end, they would get nothing and not only would they not get any share, but they would also waste time preparing for plowing the fields in the spring.
Aunt Wang instigated the undecided people to retreat. Their ancestors had taught them that hard work was the only way to last long, but they were deeply bound by the shackles of the older generation and would rather farm than develop new industries.
Xu Xingchen's goal was to mobilize the entire village, so she naturally wouldn't let this group of people back down. She shouted, "Everyone, listen to me. I understand your concerns. I can set up a pilot project first, with a few people collaborating, to see the final returns, and then we can all make a decision. How do you say that?"
These words calmed people's hearts a little, but who would be willing to be the first batch of guinea pigs?
"——I, Sister Xu, I'll go, I'll come."
Everyone's eyes flicked to the person who spoke, "Shuanzi's wife?"
The courage Zhou Xiaoniang had finally mustered almost failed her on the spot, but she still stared at everyone's gaze and stood firmly behind Xu Xingchen.
Everyone hesitated and weighed the pros and cons, and then another villager stood up, and then another. After an incense stick of time, there were only three people willing to cooperate.
Xu Xingchen pondered the issue of time cost. All things are difficult at the beginning. At the beginning, three is not bad.
Witnessed by the village chief, Xu Xingchen made a promise with the villagers about time. The village chief dismissed everyone and encouraged Xu Xingchen before leaving, saying that young people are formidable.
Zhou Xiaoniang and Xu Xingchen were a little worried: "Sister Xu, will there not be enough people?"
Xu Xingchen hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "It's okay, that's enough."
"My son Shuanzi can also help." Shuanzi, who had no idea what was going on, joined the group.
Xu Xingchen nodded in agreement. Zhou Xiaoniang then asked sheepishly, "As for the profits... will there be a share for Shuanzi?"
Xu Xingchen found it a little funny, "Of course it counts, as long as you participate you will get a share." Zhou Xiaoniang stroked her hair a little embarrassedly.
After returning home, Xu Xingchen carried the wheat seedlings into the laboratory. She remembered that there were still some seeds when she was cultivating the wheat seedlings. She found the seeds and some old clothes and spread them on a temporary platform. She sprinkled them with water diluted with nutrient solution and waited for them to germinate and grow.
When she turned around and saw the samples from the test tube experimental field, she suddenly realized that it seemed that the Iceberg Face had not sent any news for a while, and she wondered what the results of the experimental field were?
After she cultivated the seeds, she walked out of the bamboo house. Jun Haoyue was squatting in the field in the backyard, turning the soil with a shovel.
Xu Xingchen was a little surprised. She hadn't seen him in the morning, and she wondered for a moment where he had gone. No, she cared about where he was and what he was doing.
The question is, how can Jun Haoyue, a scholar, farm?
"Jun Haoyue?"
Jun Haoyue didn't look up, but answered with a "hmm". Xu Xingchen squatted down like him.
"Have you ever read a book on how to do business?"
Jun Haoyue only read books on crops, but he could draw inferences about grafting. So he should also have read books on business, right? Xu Xingchen thought so.
When asked, Jun Haoyue paused slightly while shoveling the soil, then started moving again.
"You want to go into business?"
Xu Xingchen let out a long "ah," "That's about right."
The shovel was thrown down, and the man who had just been digging the soil stood up, lowered his eyes, and elegantly brushed the dirt off his hands, "What are you going to do?"
Xu Xingchen touched her nose. Somehow, since coming to the planet, Jun Haoyue was the only person she could confide in.
Maybe it’s because Jun Haoyue has traveled all over the world and has a broad vision, and his values are more in line with hers?
"Well... I'm growing some wheat seedlings and want to make malt sugar to sell in town. I just went to the village chief and told him I want to get everyone involved to cooperate and share the profits. The chief agreed and organized the whole village to come."
"Then what?"
"Then...then only three people were willing to cooperate." Xu Xingchen's voice was a little depressed.
Xu Xingchen was squatting with his knees hugged, so he didn't see the approval and a little bit of heartache in the eyes of the person standing beside him with pine and bamboo.
A slight weight fell on his head, and a clear and gentle voice rang out: "Xingchen, believe in yourself, you can do it."
I seem to have heard this somewhere...
But Xu Xingchen reacted immediately, twisted his neck to avoid Jun Haoyue's hand, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "It won't grow taller!"
Jun Haoyue withdrew his hand and smiled faintly, helpless and indulgent. "Okay, I'll join too, so there will be four of us."
"Who said that? Zhou Xiaoniang's husband Shuanzi has also joined."
Hiss? How could Shuanzi compare to him?
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