Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 128 Burning Charcoal
Inside the hall.

All eyes were on Fat Miao'er again.

Compass also looked over happily, as if he had found a confidant, and a feeling of being recognized spontaneously arose.

"We can raise frogs in winter, why can't we grow vegetables in winter?"

Fat Miao'er raised her little hand, and what she said was a matter of course, and everyone was stunned by the question.

Yes!

They raised frogs in winter, why can't they grow vegetables in winter?
"You mean we grow vegetables inside the house?" Li Xiaodao asked.

"exactly!"

Before Fat Miaoer could answer, Compass nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Then Fat Miaoer suggested: "We can make some square troughs with wood, and then use shelves to frame the troughs."

"In this way, a lot of space can be released."

In modern times, Fat Miao'er has seen many people growing flowers on the balcony, and it's the same when he wants to eat food.

"good idea!"

Li Xiaodao thought for a moment and nodded silently, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"It's a pity that our house is too small, we can't grow much, let's try it first"

Luo Pan was not discouraged, and said with a smile: "If it works, next year we can add a vegetable shed near the main house to grow vegetables."

The compass tells the plan.

"Third brother, just do what you want, we support you, and the courage to practice is the first step to success."

Fat Miao'er clenched her five fingers into a fist, cheering for the compass.

"You are responsible for growing the vegetables. If you need anything, just tell me, and we will help you."

Li Xiaodao stood up, patted Compass on the shoulder, as if entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

Compass stood up straight after hearing this, a sense of responsibility welled up spontaneously, and he assured him, "Don't worry, I will definitely succeed."

After finishing talking, Li Xiaodao, Wei Shu, Liu Ye'er, and Luo Pan turned their heads to look at Fat Miao'er.

"Time to talk about your money-making ideas."

Thinking of two ways to make money in one day is something no one expected.

Fat Miao'er smiled mysteriously.

"Burning charcoal!"

"Sell charcoal!"

……

The next day.

After discussion, several people decided to split up.

Li Xiaodao and Liu Ye'er went to the town to sell bone soup and Wowotou.

Wei Shu stayed at home to dig the soil.

Compass went to the village to find a carpenter to build wooden troughs and shelves.

As for Fat Miao'er, he came to Sun Lizheng's house.

"Little fat meow, what's the matter this time?" Sun Li was sitting on a chair, drinking tea, and asked with a smile.

They are all from the same village, and he knows Fat Miao'er very well.

He is the master who goes to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

"It's a little thing." Fat Miao'er pursed her lips into a smile, her smile was as bright as the stars in the sky: "This time, I'm going to trouble Grandpa Li again."

"Why are you being polite to me..." Sun Lizheng glanced reproachfully, "You little cat is the sweetest."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Sun Li was straight to the point, Fat Miao'er straightened her body without talking about it.

Seriously said: "Grandpa Lizheng, I have two things to do here this time."

"The first thing is that when we went to the market yesterday, we found the remnants of burning charcoal in the hands of the caravan."

"A few of us summed it up and decided to give it a try, so we need to enclose a piece of land at the foot of the mountain."

Charcoal leftovers?

Sun Lizheng was taken aback, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he gave Fat Miao'er a complicated look.

He said with emotion: "You are so lucky."

It would be a lie to say that we are not envious, after all, the method of burning charcoal is only in the hands of a few people.

If it is done, these children will not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

"What about the second one?" Sun Lizheng asked.

"The second thing is that I hope Grandpa Lizheng can help recommend some honest, dutiful, and reliable people. I need them to help build kilns and cut trees."

Fat Miao'er emphasized the words "honest, dutiful, and reliable".

Among them, "reliable" is particularly important.

After all, burning charcoal is not a difficult task, as long as you follow it a few times, you can master the method.

"You can rest assured that there are no such troublesome people in our village."

Sun Li is just a smart person, and he understood the meaning behind Fat Miao'er's words.

Jokingly said: "If there is someone who is short-sighted, Grandpa Lizheng will be the first to deal with him."

"Thank you Grandpa Lizheng, what I want is Grandpa Lizheng's words." Fat Miao'er thanked with a smile.

"You little girl!" Sun Lizheng shook his head with a smile on his face.

There was a bit of pampering in his eyes: "How many kilns do you plan to dig?"

Sun Lizheng also knew something about burning charcoal. There was a charcoal kiln in the next town.

A few years ago, his youngest daughter-in-law had a baby in winter, and the baby was born prematurely and weak, so he went to buy some.

The price is very expensive.

The family was distressed by this for a long time.

"Try digging three times first. If it burns well, then dig again. If it doesn't work, let it go." Fat Miaoer replied.

This is what they discussed yesterday.

"Yes." Sun Lizheng nodded.

This saves time and saves money.

"How many people do you plan to find?"

"How do you calculate the wages?"

Fat Miao'er stretched out her hand and gestured: "Ten people are needed first, twenty Wen per day."

Cutting trees is physical work in itself, and it is winter again, and the weather is cold, so the price given by Fat Miaoer has been raised slightly.

"Twenty is not bad."

Sun Lizheng stood up and said, "Let's go, let's circle the land first, and then I'll find someone for you..."

……

In winter, the leaves on the tree fall, and the branches are withered and yellow. Without the green and beautiful, it looks like an old man who is dying.

From a distance, it looks rough and majestic, like a dignified painting, like a profound poem, composing a story of vicissitudes.

at the foot of the mountain.

Fat Miao'er circled an acre of land on a low slope.

This piece of land could neither grow vegetables nor build a house, almost no one wanted it, and it was worthless at all. Sun Lizheng decided to give it to her at the price of [-] Wen.

"Dig here."

Fat Miao'er stretched out her fleshy hand, pointed to the front, and slowly explained the precautions for digging the kiln to everyone.

First of all, find a place with a slope and dig in to make the inside an oval shape, as a charcoal kiln.

Secondly, open a small ventilation hole in the place where the charcoal is burned, so as not to damage other places, and ensure that the airtightness of the charcoal kiln is not affected.

Finally, build a chimney at the bottom to keep the air at the bottom of the charcoal kiln unobstructed.

"Leave five people, and the remaining five will cut down the tree."

Fat Miao'er waved his hand and made the arrangements.

The ten people who came this time were all young and middle-aged people in the village. They were tall and burly, with powerful arms.

In addition to them, four people came.

They are Hu Lichun and Hu Lidong from the old Hu family, and the two sons of old man Zhang.

Zhang Yongshun, Zhang Yonghe.

They heard that Fat Miao'er was going to hire someone to work, so they took the initiative to help.

Fat Miao'er finished making arrangements, called the four of them aside, and asked Zhang Yongshun first, "Uncle Zhang, are you still busy at home?"

(End of this chapter)