My village can't be like this

Chapter 529 It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival

Chapter 529 It rains heavily during Qingming Festival

Because other families in the village often come to ask for seeds, Wang Fang has long been accustomed to this.

"There are some. Apart from some of the peanuts harvested last year, which I ate at home, the rest are still there. Not to mention the melon seeds and peanuts, even the millet and cornstarch Zhang An won't let us sell even one."

It is common for farmers to sell grain for money. After all, for those who work in the land all year round, grain is the main source of their families.

In the past, after Zhang An's family harvested new grain every year, they would sell the previous year's grain left over from previous years.

In this way, you can ensure that there is always food in the house and it will not accumulate.

But in the past two years, Zhang An has stopped allowing his family to sell grain to the grain dealers.

This is because conditions are much better than before, and income no longer depends on harvested crops, so whether or not to sell food is no longer that important.

Of course, Zhang An's own little thoughts are also at work here.

After all, the crops that their family grows now start from the germination of the seeds. He uses space spring water to germinate and raise the seedlings. The food grown is naturally different from ordinary ones.

Although the sellers who collect the grain now think that this kind of food is more delicious, the price of the food is the same as that of ordinary food, so Zhang An feels that it is not worth it.

So Zhang An simply stopped selling it. Anyway, Chen Zeding and Li Hongbin's family now buy the food they eat from home every year.

Moreover, there are so many residents in the village now. Many people know that the blood rice grown by Zhang An's family is delicious and come here to buy it at a high price. They are really willing to spend money.

After going back and forth like this, Zhang An's family has sold about half of their food, and it is less likely to accumulate as before.

Even though Zhang An's family always sells old grain from the previous year to everyone, no one will mind.

Because the new grain harvested every year actually tastes worse, the best is the grain harvested the previous year and aged for the previous year.

"You are prepared to ask for as much as you need. I'll ask Zhang An to get it for you."

"I want a lot more this year, I guess it weighs fifty or sixty pounds."

Lin Youde didn't hesitate at all and spoke out a rough idea, because when they were at home, their family had already calculated how many peanuts they would plant this year.

"There are so many crops to be planted this year. Are you not going to plant corn this year?"

Wang Fang was a little surprised when he heard that Lin Youde wanted so many peanut seeds.

Although every family grows some peanuts these days, the main crops are millet and corn.

One acre of land only requires about ten kilograms of peanuts. Lin Youde asked for fifty or sixty kilograms. Even though they were in shells, they weighed about forty kilograms when peeled off. That's why Wang Fang felt that their family was planning to use the peanuts. The land of Baogu is used to grow peanuts.

"Yes, Auntie, our family doesn't plan to grow corn this year. After all, Juanzi and I often open a stall, so we might as well use all the land to grow peanuts."

Lin Youde was blunt about his plans. Anyway, their family didn't feed pigs, they harvested the pigs they killed, and they also grew grain for sale. It would be better to plant peanuts instead.

After all, after the corn grows taller, weeding or spreading fertilizer is not as comfortable as the peanut field.

Then Zhang An went upstairs and emptied half a bag of peanuts and carried them down. Then he took the scale in front of Lin Youde and weighed the weight. No more, no less, exactly sixty kilograms.

"If you want to talk about peanuts, your family has to be called peanuts. The ones we grew before were two-meter-sized, and they were not as big as yours."

Lin Youde grabbed a handful of peanuts and passed them over, exclaiming in admiration.

After all, without the influence of technology, it would be difficult to mass-produce three-meter peanuts, and four-meter peanuts would be even rarer.

As for the Zhang An family, almost all of them are three meters in height, and there are quite a few four-meter-sized ones. Anyone who comes here will like them very much.

"Speaking of these peanuts, I remembered that Juanzi went to buy peanut seeds on the street last year. She saw that the peanuts displayed were all three-meter-sized peanuts. She thought they were some good varieties. Although they were a bit expensive, she finally bought them. I bought some and planted them back, but when I finally picked up the peanuts, they were basically ordinary peanuts with two meters. It was hard to see those with three meters. In the end, Juanzi realized that she had been deceived. These are our local ordinary peanuts. , that person picked out all the things he sold, and she is still very angry when she thinks about it. "

When Lin Youde remembered that his wife had not been angry for a whole year after doing such a thing, he didn't know whether to laugh or not every time he thought about it.

"Hahaha, Juanzi is also a bit honest, but don't worry, you can take our peanuts back and plant them. When the time comes, the peanut harvest will be half less than three grains of rice, and Auntie will refund the money to you."

Wang Fang is very confident about her peanuts, because her family has been growing them for two or three years, and the three-meter-sized peanuts are getting more and more every year.

"That's not possible. Auntie, I don't care about your peanuts. Last year when I was harvesting peanuts, I ate a lot of them in your field."

Lin Youde originally just wanted to tell a joke of his own, but unexpectedly Wang Fang misunderstood and quickly explained.

When Zhang An's family was harvesting peanuts in the peanut field last year, he happened to pass by and saw that most of the peanuts pulled out by Zhang An's family were three-meter-large peanuts. He couldn't hold it back and ate a handful of them on the spot. peanut.

"By the way, Auntie, I've never seen peanuts like yours before. Look how much they cost per pound."

It had been a long time since he came out, and Lin Youde had to take the peanuts home to peel them, so he asked Wang Fang the price and prepared to give the money and go home.

"If you are virtuous, just give me the price on the street. It's not anyone else anyway."

If it were someone she didn't know, Wang Fang might ask for more, but since they were from the same village, it wasn't that important to her whether it was more or less.

"That's okay. Auntie, your peanuts are so good. I feel sorry for them at the same price as ordinary peanuts. Let's just charge two yuan per pound. Auntie, don't think it's too low."

Ordinary peanuts only cost more than one yuan per pound. Although Wang Fang said that the price should be calculated according to the price of ordinary peanuts, Lin Youde still had a strong idea.

Such good peanuts from Zhang An's family were really cheap if sold at ordinary prices. He was embarrassed to tell them.

So he paid a little more and took out one hundred and twenty yuan. Regardless of whether Wang Fang took it or not, he stuffed it into Xiao Siqi's clothes.

When Wang Fang saw that he insisted on giving, he said no more.

And Xiao Siqi seemed to be very interested in the few pieces of money he had on him. He kept turning them over and over. After all, this was the first time he got money. The previous New Year's money was sealed.

Wang Fang was afraid that her grandson would accidentally tear the money away, so she quickly took it back and pretended that it could sell dozens of kilograms of pork.

"By the way, Brother Youde, don't rush back yet. I have something to do with you."

Seeing Lin Youde about to go home with half a bag of peanuts, Zhang An quickly shouted.

"What's wrong, Xiao An, just tell me if you have anything to do." Lin Youde stopped where he was when he heard that Zhang An had something to do with him.

"Brother Youde, how is your business now? It takes a few days to sell a pig. Is it easy to collect the pig?"

Zhang An came to Lin Youde because he wanted to provide food for the two leopards in the circle.

It costs money to go to the town to buy, so it is better to spend the money on the people in the village, so that the good news does not flow to outsiders.

"Business is good now, because we open a stall in the town together with the village, so we sell more than others. We can sell one in two days."

Speaking of this, Lin Youde became happy, because other people in the town had to sell a pig for three days, and no matter how good the business was, there would always be some leftover.

As for their family, they are both in town and in the village. Most of them can be sold on the first day, and the rest can be sold out on the second day.

Others were a little jealous when they found out, but they couldn't be envious.

Because Lin Youde sold more than them, which was the shipment volume in Changqing Village.

After all, there are the tenants of Dongli Courtyard and several restaurants in the village. In addition, the villagers now also buy some meat for themselves, so a lot can be sold in the village in a day.

If it were in other villages, this life would not be possible, because those people, like the people in the previous villages, would not be willing to cut off a pound of meat to eat for themselves for half a month, and they would save it if they could.

"As for collecting the pigs, it's not difficult because I always pay them directly after collecting them, so everyone is happy to sell the pigs to me."

There are only a few butchers selling pork in the town, and they are the ones who always travel from village to village to collect pigs, so everyone is familiar with them.

But when people like them collect pigs, they usually only give a part of the deposit, a quarter or one-third of the total price, after taking the pigs away. The rest has to be paid after the pigs are sold.

But Lin Youde is different, because he knows that he harvests pigs many years later than those in the town. According to this situation, others will not trust him too much, and the harvesting of pigs will definitely not go smoothly.

So he gritted his teeth and put down the capital directly. Every time he collected the pigs, he gave all the money to others.

Over time, he made a name for himself in nearby villages. Many people were willing to sell pigs to him. Some people even came to ask him if they wanted to sell pigs.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about collecting the pigs. Sometimes, the pig seller will come to his door while sitting at home.

And because he counted the money at once, he had more room to negotiate the price of the pig than the others.

"Let's do this. Brother Youde, the next time you kill a pig, leave half a fan for me. From now on, just help me bring this much every four or five days."

Nowadays, the pigs we raise are all pure grain pigs. Normally, there are more than 200 pigs, and half a fan of pork is estimated to be just over 100 kilograms.

Zhang An estimated that based on the food intake of the two brothers at home, one hundred kilograms of pork would be enough for them to eat for four or five days at most, so he made an agreement with Lin Youde to deliver goods every four or five days.

"Okay, then when I finish killing it, I will bring it to you first to make sure the meat is still hot."

Zhang An asked for half a fan of pork as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Lin Youde extremely happy.

As a result, Zhang An said later that half a fan was required every four or five days, which made him almost speechless with excitement.

According to Zhang An's calculation, their family can sell three more pigs a month. If it were anyone else, they would probably wake up laughing when they fall asleep.

"What's the price of meat now? Brother Youde, I'll give you some deposit first, so it will be more convenient for you to collect the pigs."

For this kind of advance ordering, you usually have to pay some deposit first to show that you really will and will not regret it halfway.

Although they are all from the same village, the rules are the rules, because many people are often tricked by acquaintances.

Zhang An's family hasn't been buying meat on the street much recently, so they are a little unfamiliar with the current price of pork.

"Pork almost always costs five yuan now, which is a bit higher than last year. Because the price of food has increased, I don't know if it will come down in some time. Zhang An, if you want so much at a time, just four yuan, two, three." Just give it like that.”

Even if someone he didn't know bought so much pork at once, Lin Youde would definitely give him some profit, let alone Zhang An.

So without thinking, Lin Youde gave Zhang An a price of seven to eight cents, which was equivalent to making him only a hard-earned profit on the half fan of pork.

"Brother Youde, you don't have to give me the price. It's as much as you want, because we don't eat this meat ourselves. We buy it for others. But when you send pork here in the future, you have to give me a note." ”

Zhang An refused Lin Youde's offer and counted out five hundred yuan and handed it over. After all, he didn't pay for it himself.

"Nah, when I go to drive the pigs back tomorrow, I will buy a copy and bring it back to you after I kill the pig the day after tomorrow."

Lin Youde also probably knew that the meat Zhang An bought was not for his family to eat. After all, it would cost about a hundred kilograms in four or five days. Who could eat it all, so he didn't say more.

In the next few days, the rain never stopped until the Qingming Festival.

However, it only rained heavily in the first two days, and then there was a steady drizzle.

The amount of rainfall this time was sufficient, which directly soaked the entire field, replenishing all the water that had previously evaporated.

And the rain came at the right time. Whether it was the fruit trees on the mountain or the rapeseed in the field, they had already entered the flowering period in the past two days, so the heavy rain in the previous two days did not cause any damage.

Zhang An couldn't help but feel that the saying that it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival was right. Every year when the Qingming Festival is approaching, the weather doesn't seem to be very good.

It usually rains, and even if it doesn't rain, it's always gloomy.

This year's Qingming Festival, the villagers are still the same as in previous years. All the big families have to gather together to hang paper to worship their ancestors.

Zhang An's family is a little different this year, because there is a new member in their family this year, a child named Xiao Siqi.

On this day in the mountains, the crackling sound of cannons was heard from every corner.

Before this, Zhang Jianwen was quite worried because the weather had been hot, and he was worried that whether everyone was setting off cannons or burning paper money and lighting candles, it would easily cause a mountain fire.

As a result, it had been raining during this period, and the problem he had been worrying about for several days was solved.

The only thing that makes everyone dissatisfied is that this year we can’t carry pots, pans and all kinds of food to the mountain to hang paper and then eat on the mountain like before.

(End of this chapter)

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