Nongwomen's Spring

Chapter 165 As long as you hold your breath (6)
"My benefactor, you have brought all the things you asked us to pick up, a total of fifty barrels." Hong Dafa, the head of Zhangliu Village, led a group of male villagers from Zhangliu Village to carry these big wooden barrels.

Chen Baihe looked at these wooden barrels of the same size. Although the contents inside had been exuding a strong stench, he still couldn't help being curious and went over to check what the contents were.

Looking at it, Chen Baihe almost vomited out all the breakfast he ate today. Each bucket was filled with excrement excreted by people every day. In the thick silk feces, there was also something that was black and black. of.

"Ouch... Girl Qian, aren't these feces excreted by people every day? Why did you carry them into the ground!" Chen Baihe vomited twice, walked up to Zhang Qian with a pale old face and asked.

Seeing the old man like this, Zhang Qian smiled. If she didn't know that the old man really wanted to do practical things for the people of the Great Holy Pilgrimage, otherwise, she wouldn't let him follow him every day and answer every day that he didn't know where he came from. What about the ghost problem.

"Uncle Chen, my feces are used as fertilizer. When we plant the corn kernels later, we need to put this fertilizer in, so that the corn seedlings will look good when they grow out." Zhang Qian explained to him with a smile.

"What, you want to use feces as fertilizer, how can you do this, these feces are what we excrete, how can we use them as fertilizer again, it's disgusting." Chen Baihe looked at Zhang Qian with a disapproving expression and said.

In the eyes of these ancients, the feces they excreted were dirt.

Zhang Qian looked at everyone and asked, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe, no matter what the benefactor asks us to do, we all believe that the benefactor is for our own good! We are all willing to follow your benefactor's request, and we will release whatever you want us to do." Hong Dafa, as the villager of this village Long, take the lead in setting an example.

Last year's drought, if it wasn't for the help of the benefactor and the benefactor's wife, I am afraid that they would starve to death or be killed and boiled to eat.

Since the establishment of this village, some older people in the village have set a distance with them. They must follow the example of their benefactor and benefactor's wife, and they must not have two hearts.

Other villagers also expressed their loyalty to Zhang Qian. Seeing this, Zhang Qian nodded and beckoned everyone to start working.

Seeing that everyone didn't listen to his opinion, Chen Baihe on one side was so angry that he knocked on the ground with his hoe, pointed at everyone and said, "You people will suffer a loss if you don't listen to the old man's words. You will regret it one day. Don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

It's a pity that no matter how Chen Baihe reminded everyone in the field stalks, everyone kept busy and followed Zhang Qian's instructions to dig pits and plant corn with great interest.

For fifty or sixty mu of land, the whole village of Zhangliu Village mobilized and planted it in seven or eight days.

After seven or eight days, Zhang Qian found that she had turned black, especially her face and arms, and she matched with her family's husband who always showed his bronze skin.

"Grandpa, you have lived in my house for half a month, shouldn't you also go back to your house?" After finishing the farming work, Zhang Qian thought about why the old man should leave, but after these days, people He didn't intend to leave at all, but instead showed a desire to live forever.

When Chen Baihe, who was drinking tea, heard Zhang Qian's words, he was so frightened that the tea in his throat got stuck in the middle of his throat, and it couldn't go up or down, and finally it all went into his nose, choking him and coughing violently several times.

"Girl Qian, I'm an old man. I'm over 50 years old. Can't you respect the old and love the young and let me stay here for a few more days?" Chen Baihe looked at me with pitiful eyes. On Zhang Qian's side, the voice asked aggrievedly.

He had to tell himself in his heart that he absolutely couldn't go back now. Walking around the fields with this little girl these days, he found that this little girl knew a lot of things, some of which even he didn't know, and she actually spoke clearly and clearly.

Especially the matter of using feces as fertilizer to grow corn that day. At that time, he was very resistant. He thought that the [-] or [-] catties of corn seeds would be wasted.

Unexpectedly, after five or six days, green corn seedlings grew in the field of fifty or sixty acres, and the growth was still very good. Thinking about how he tried to stop him at that time, now that he thinks about it, he feels that he has become a Decades of working as a major farmer are in vain.

"I don't care how long you live here, it's just that you live here for a long time, don't you miss your relatives?" Zhang Qian looked at him and asked.

Chen Baihe smiled wryly, with a sad voice, "I don't have any relatives except my daughter. My wife died when I gave birth to this daughter!"

"Sorry, I'm talking too much, if your family has no objection that you live in my house, then you can live in my house!" Zhang Qian said to him with a smile.

In Liu's workshop, Liu Jun looked at the ledger brought by each steward with satisfaction in his eyes.

"In the past half a month, I am very satisfied with the work done by each of your workshops. Now this batch of goods is urgently needed. You can see how to speed up production without affecting the rest of the workers. Tell everyone that the matter is over. After that, I will be rewarded with an extra month's wages every month." Liu Jun put down the ledger in his hand, looked at the workshop stewards and ordered.

The word "workshop" is the name given to the workshop by Zhang Qian, the owner's wife. At the beginning, everyone was not used to using this word, and they would always say it wrong. After a long time, everyone also said it smoothly, and they kept saying it like this.

When the stewards heard that their wages would be increased for a month, their faces showed joy. In the past half a month, in order to catch up with the goods given by the boss, these stewards and workers have been busy working overtime every day, and some workers have protested up.

Now, with this reward, everyone will have no objections.

"Also, I'm going to take a long trip these days, and I'll leave everything in the workshop to my wife. If you encounter any unsolvable problems, you can go to her to discuss it." Liu Jun thought that he would go to work in two days. When I went to Wuhu County, I was worried about this place, so I explained it to these stewards in advance.

In the evening, Liu Jun returned to the room after taking a shower, saw the busy figure in the room preparing for his trip tomorrow, smiled slightly, took a step forward, hugged Zhang Qian's waist tightly, put his chin on her shoulder, and let out a sigh of relief. Jiao told her, "Xiaoqian, don't be too busy. I just need to bring a few changes of clothes tomorrow. Seeing you working so hard to tidy things up for me makes my heart ache!"

Zhang Qian turned around, looked at him face to face, helped him tidy up his undressed white clothes with one hand, and said to him with a smile, "I don't feel tired for helping you tidy up, if you really love me , promise me a request, okay?"

After finishing speaking, she touched half of his handsome face with one hand. Since he started his business, she found that this man's brilliance seemed to shine brighter and brighter. Now he doesn't look like he used to be the third son of the old Liu family.

(End of this chapter)