Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

The weather is hot and lingering, and in a blink of an eye, it’s almost time to harvest the rice.

These days, Liu Qingcao would repeatedly walk in the fields with Jiang Dafu and others early every morning.

The summer wind blows, and the golden grains sway among the yellow and green leaves, like layers of sand waves. It is really a beautiful scene that catches the eye. Anyone who looks at it knows that this is a good harvest. .

"Qingcao, wait a few more days, and the rice work in the fields will start. The sickles made by Blacksmith Liu have also been ready. Others are playing with the threshing machine now, saying that they will be able to pick it up in a few days. , can you hire some day laborers in your field?"

Jiang Dafu looked at the golden sight and grinned. These days, he has been dreaming about this rice field. If he doesn't take it back, he will live in fear.

Liu Qingcao looked at the rice fields with pride for a while. Her mood was the same as Jiang Dafu's, but not as exaggerated as his.

After the rice harvest this season, things will not be that difficult for Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village. Even if they pay back the borrowed tax money, there will still be some leftover. Her spiritual spring water is responsible for more than half of such a good harvest. Secondly, the villagers of careful care.

This is why villagers are willing to borrow money from banks but are not willing to sell their fields.

Jiang Dafu and the others had done a good job in ideological work. Otherwise, how could these people dare to borrow money from a bank without even seeing the thing? Although they did not borrow it in the end, they dared to do so.

"Brother Jiang, there are a total of 200 students from hundreds of private schools and children from Salesian Home. They are a bit small, but they can still do a lot of things. For example, the big ones are cutting rice, and the little ones are picking ears in the fields. , In this way, there is no need to invite so many people."

Liu Qingcao smiled and looked at Jiang Dafu. Jiang Dafu nodded. Liu Qingcao was indeed right. Those children were only twelve or thirteen years old. They had no problem working. Didn't they help collect potatoes before? He looked at not bad.

"Yes, you still have to use it. It's just a good time to exercise, but don't get sick like a scholar in the academy." Jiang Dafu picked up the grains that fell on the ground, looked down at the dozen grains in his hand and said seriously With.

Liu Qingcao hummed softly and continued walking forward.

This large field is about [-] acres. Except for a little vegetable garden left in Shihe Village, it is all planted with seedlings. It was green at first. Now when the harvest is about to be harvested, the whole Shihe Village has changed its color again.

However, with such a large area of ​​rice fields, drying the rice becomes a problem.

"Brother Jiang, is the sunbathing area ready?"

This matter started half a month ago. In previous years, there were few fields in the village, and the harvest was not what it is today. It could be solved by everyone drying grain on the road in the drying field.

But it won't work this year. Every household in Shihe Village has bought wasteland for reclamation, especially her. With nearly [-] acres of paddy field, her rice alone can take up not a bit of the road and drying field, let alone other places. The villagers want to dry their grains.

Fortunately, she came back early and gathered Jiang Dafu, Tian Lin and Jiang Li together early to prepare for the great harvest.

After their discussion, they gathered the villagers together to discuss, and finally gathered again to put all the problems on the table and solve them one by one.

Jiang Dafu kept running around the fields and was so happy with the seedlings in the fields that he forgot all the difficulties he was about to face. Fortunately, even if Liu Qingcao rushed back, he would not be in trouble.

"Green grass, the drying area was all leveled yesterday. It will be completely dry in the sun for two days. However, there are always some cracks in the smoothed soil when it is dried. I have arranged for people to repair it until the day of harvest. It's just ready for use." Jiang Dafu chuckled and put the grains into the bag.

Liu Qingcao looked at the cloth bag in his hand in surprise. In just a short while, his cloth bag actually contained a ball as big as a fist.

"Brother Jiang, what this bird pecked is enough to feed the whole family for a year. It seems that if nothing happens, we have to let people come over to look around."

"Haha, green grass. People in the village will come around when they are empty. I will make a few more grass figures to stand in the fields. However, everyone has been too busy these two days, so I let the children at home pick up the grass. There are many fields in the village. There is always something missing, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to pick it up.”

Jiang Dafu laughed, picked up his bag and shook it, feeling extremely satisfied.

I have picked up so much now, so how much should I pick up? Jiang Dafu looked at the rice fields with a smile, his eyes full of expectation.

Seeing his silly look, Liu Qingcao couldn't bear to disturb him and walked forward on her own.

It was noon after this stroll, and he just arrived at the door of his house. Liu Qingcao looked at Jiang Dafu's walking back, then turned and returned to the yard.

Jiang Dafu didn't come to his house for anything, and he didn't leave any food when he came. She had become accustomed to his persistence, so she no longer insisted on it.

In the yard, Liu Qingcao looked at the empty house and counted the days. Chen Cuizhi would return to Shihe Village in a few days. She was alone at home these days, which was quite deserted.

"Cook and cook, eat and rest. You will have to work hard in the afternoon." It was too late to say that, but soon, Liu Qingcao walked into the kitchen in a few steps and cooked a meal that he wanted to eat. Food comes.

"Green grass, green grass, open the door quickly, Wanli is coming."

"..."

Liu Qingcao raised her chopsticks, glanced at the dishes on the table, and stood up helplessly to open the courtyard door.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing here at this time?" Liu Qingcao looked at Jiang Dafu who was sweating profusely, and intuitively told her that it was not good for Wan Li to come here at this time.

"Qingcao, Master Xia said it's a very important matter, let's go there quickly." Jiang Dafu shook his head and repeated Xia Gencai's words to Liu Qingcao.

Liu Qingcao frowned. She hadn't eaten lunch yet. It was definitely not a good thing for someone to rush to eat to protect others.

"Let's go and listen to what Wan Li is about to say."

Liu Qingcao bolted the courtyard door and walked towards the village with Jiang Dafu.

At the head of the village, Wan Huaimin and Xia Gencai were sitting outside the vigil pavilion at the entrance of the village. Behind them were six government officials with swords.

When Liu Qingcao and Jiang Dafu rushed there, Tian Lin and Jiang Li were already waiting for them from home to the entrance of the village.

"Qingcao has seen Wanli Zheng." Liu Qingcao stood upright in front of Wan Huaimin and saluted her.

Wan Huaimin nodded and raised his gray eyes to look at Liu Qingcao.

The little girl seems to have grown taller in the past half month. She hasn't been to Shihe Village for a long time, and even the village has undergone great changes like the people.

It's amazing.

"The rice here looks good. Shihe Village is going to have a great harvest."

"!" Why did these words sound so harsh to her?

Liu Qingcao raised his head, put away his solemn expression, and looked at Jiang Dafu.

Jiang Dafu smiled naively and said respectfully to Wan Huaimin, "Wan Li just doesn't know that Shihe Village has put a lot of effort into this rice season. Everyone is waiting for the harvest in this field to survive the winter."

"Then your Shihe Village should be able to have a good year this year." Wan Huaimin stroked his beard and his eyes softened when he looked at Jiang Dafu.

"Okay, it's time to get down to business." Wan Huaimin straightened his expression and stopped talking.

Xia Geng received the signal, took out a document from his arms, and cleared his throat, "We came today under the order of the prefect of Fucheng to raise food in each village. Wanli Zheng has not gone to other villages. If we can If Shihe Village has raised everything, then there is no need to go to other villages to collect food."

"Village Chief Jiang, do you plan to sell this season's rice or keep it?"

Jiang Dafu is a little embarrassed. If he sells the rice after harvesting this season, there will be a war, which will be troublesome.

But if they don’t sell it, it’s hard to explain Wanlizheng here...

"Wan Lizheng, Master Xia, I have to ask the villagers what they think about this matter." Jiang Dafu couldn't make up his mind, so he didn't answer at all.

Wan Huaimin nodded and did not rush. This was a business negotiation, not a tax. He could tell this clearly.

"Okay, I'm too old, so I shouldn't bother too much. You can wait until you come to town tomorrow to reply." Wan Huaimin looked at the heavy ears of grain and finally settled down.

This trip was not in vain, at least he saw the rice fields in Shihe Village with his own eyes.

I'm taking care of my baby alone. I'm afraid I won't be updating from time to time these days.