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Chapter 162 Nearly 200 deposits

After their marriage, Chen Mo and Lin Ling also went to apply for passports and online New Zealand e-tourist visas.

Lin Feng and the others have already submitted the documents for the work permit they applied for.Work permit review is troublesome and takes a long time.

The tourist visas Chen Mo and the others applied for were processed in a few days.

But now I have something on hand, so I can't just leave.

In late August, the autumn fig fruits begin to ripen in large quantities.A few days ago, I was eating one or two thousand kilograms of figs every day.Yesterday, more than 4000 kilograms were picked...

However, it has not rained for a long time. Although there is pumping irrigation, the figs now are not big.

At the end of August, the millet is ripe.

Lin Feng originally wanted to do it by hand, but Chen Mo found a small harvester outside.It's a little over two acres and cost 700 yuan.

After all, 1 mu costs 300 yuan.

There are quite a few millet farmers in Yuxi Town, and most of the land here is hilly fields, and it is difficult for larger harvesters to come in.The harvester that Chen Mo looked for outside can take the small machine farming road, which is just right for harvesting the millet here.

After harvesting the millet for Lin Feng, the little harvester went to other fields to make money.

Lin Feng looked at the small harvester: "Where did you find it?"

"On the Internet." Chen Mo said: "I saw it on Douyin and contacted him."

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up: "It will take a lot of effort to harvest these two acres of millet by yourself."

"Can you get some sunshine over there?"

"It's good to be in the sun. I have a sunbathing mat at home..."

Chen Mo carried the millet for more than 100 meters and loaded it into the pickup truck.

The two acres of millet are growing very well this year, and it is a bumper year.

In May, June, and July, the rainfall is still acceptable, and there is no shortage of water in the seedling fields.It's August, drought...,

The yield per mu should be more than 1000. If dried, it is estimated to be about [-] kilograms.This is a really good harvest.

Chen Modu has not seen rice growing so well for many years.

There were more than thirty bags of millet, which were brought back in batches.

Lin Ling's mother and Lin Ling laid out sun mats in the valley behind the house.Sunning mat, a mat made of bamboo for drying millet.Tanning mats are old objects, and few people use them anymore.

Nowadays, millet is basically dried on cement ground or on the side of the road.

The harvester came at seven o'clock in the morning, and now at this hour, 10:30, the sun is out and the fire has just been unleashed.

Put the millet on the drying mat and spread it out...

There are 32 bags of millet, and 17 sun mats are laid out.After drying the millet, I sweat profusely.

With the harvester coming, it would be easy to thresh the grain.But drying millet is quite tiring.

In the countryside to the east, there are quite a lot of rice planters in the flat farmland that can be harvested by some harvesters.In slightly remote mountain villages, there are fewer and fewer people who grow rice.

Even if they do, they basically grow some for their own consumption.

Although these millets are not worth much, a bumper harvest always makes people happy.

After drying the millet and returning home, Chen Mo and the others were itchy all over.

Lin Ling went to take a shower first, then Lin Ling's mother, then Chen Mo and Lin Feng...

"Have you and Lin Ling obtained tourist visas for New Zealand?" Lin Feng said, taking the tea from Chen Mo.

Chen Mo said 'hmm': "It's signed."

"There should be news from our side in September." Lin Feng said, "Do you want to immigrate in the future, or?"

"Let's see about this later." Chen Mo said: "You have to go there to know what New Zealand is like. When Lin Ling and I travel to New Zealand, we will take a look there and then make future plans."

Lin Feng nodded: "Make up your mind. New Zealand is not a paradise. If you go there, you will definitely make money. In China, there are domestic benefits. And you have a certain career..."

Chen Mo, based on his current situation, earns two to three million yuan a year, which is a proper high-income class in China.If you go to a foreign country, you have to start all over again.

Lin Feng and others, ordinary people, their main income is fish farming.

With a few acres of fish ponds, the income is not as high as expected.After one year, excluding all kinds of expenses... the money that can be saved is less than 10 yuan.

Now someone paves the way for them to live a better life, why not.

As for Chen Mo, life is not bad now.Moreover, Chen Mo’s plan for Qingquan Valley will make life better and better in the future.There are so many to choose from.

I want to go to New Zealand. This is why Chen Mo watched some videos of living in New Zealand shot by UP.

Chen Mo wanted to pursue a better life, and with his income in China, he could live well.That's the same sentence, let's see it later.

After sitting at home for a while, Lin Feng and the others wanted to go out to dig millet.

Chen Mo got up and followed out, folded the sun mats... all the sun mats were folded, and then the millet was flattened.

……

The temperature has been high recently, and the millet was only dried for two days before the blower blew the husk drums, put them in woven bags, and stored them in the warehouse.

In Qingquan Valley, the daily output of figs has reached more than 2 kilograms again.It's just that the figs now are much smaller, and the larger ones are about [-] taels.Small ones, less than one or two.

The flesh of the fig is still thick and almost full of pulp.

During this time, the price of figs has increased.For the wholesale price, Liu Run gave 8.3 yuan.

Picking started after 9:[-] p.m., finished work at [-]:[-] p.m., and finished loading the truck... The daily income was more than [-] yuan.

There are very few new fruits growing on the fig tree. Overall, there are probably about a hundred figs per tree.It is estimated that the figs can be harvested until the end of September... In October, if the temperature is high, there should be figs that will ripen.It’s just quantity, not much anymore.

Back home, Lin Ling cooked the meal at home.

Today I had bacon and stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts.

Lin Feng went over to wash his hands, took a piece of half-fat bacon and put it in his mouth: "This bacon tastes really good."

Chen Mo also went to get a piece of half-fat bacon, which became more delicious the more he chewed.

Lin Ling smiled and served her parents a meal, and sat next to Chen Mo: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, are they still picking fungi?"

Chen Mo said 'hmm': "I'm still picking it up."

"There are still chicken conongs now?" Lin Feng asked.

"There are still gallinobacteria, but there are relatively few. I mainly pick up porcini mushrooms and some other fungi." Chen Mo said: "Now the price of fungi has increased."

Fewer bacteria and higher prices.Chen Mo's parents can still pick up about a thousand fungi every day.

After eating, Chen Mo took a bath.

Lin Ling had already finished taking a bath. When she saw Chen Mo coming out, she pulled him to go for a walk.

Chen Mo took the flashlight. It's getting dark, so take the flashlight, it's safer.

The green lawns on both sides of the valley road have grown up and are open and bright. If you go for a walk at night, you are not afraid of snakes suddenly appearing.

"How much money is in your bank account?" Lin Ling asked.

Chen Mo took out his phone and looked at it, then handed it to Lin Ling.

"178.9 million yuan." Lin Ling said: "The figs outside have been sold for 200 million yuan."

"Almost." Chen Mo said: "There are not many figs on the tree, and it is estimated that I can still earn hundreds of thousands."

(End of this chapter)