Smallholder Farming Daily

Chapter 92

Li Zheng, whose surname is Zhang, is less than 30 years old and has four children in his family.When Qian Feng went to find him, he was still weaving rattan baskets, and his wife was sitting under the lamp making cotton-padded jackets.

Zhang Lizheng was very surprised when he saw Qian Feng coming to him. Although he had heard about Qian Feng and knew some of his weird behaviors, he felt that Qian Feng would not go crazy and send him to his home.Zhang Lizheng's mother-in-law went to sleep in the bedroom when she saw someone coming.

As soon as Qian Feng came in, he smiled and approached, "Zhang Lizheng, Brother Zhang, you are a good Lizheng, everyone praises you as the most popular Lizheng among the five Lizhengs in our Yinshan Town, and you are kind to the villagers. He is fair and fair, and never puts on airs. Look at you, weaving rattan baskets at such a late hour, a good Lizheng like you really shouldn't have to suffer."

Zhang Li was being praised so thoughtlessly for a while, and he was really complacent, "Little brother is right, they are just doing nothing every day, and I heard that they often ask the villagers to help plant a few acres of land. I But I never do this kind of thing. All the fields and land in my house are grown by myself. The reason I weave rattan baskets is because I have a cousin who often sets up a small stall in the county to sell baskets and baskets. He helped sell it and earned a little money to spend."

Qian Feng sighed: "You can't find such a good Lizheng in several towns near and far. If you want to talk about a few acres of land, I will find someone to help you plant it if you have time. You are also Lizheng after all. You are so hard. Brother, I feel sorry for it."

Zhang Lizheng shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, no, the villagers of the ten villages are all watching. If I really do this, won't I be just as virtuous as the other Lis?"

"Then how about I ask someone to help you at night? You have four children and your salary is low. How much money can you earn by selling rattan baskets?"

Zhang Lizheng thought for a while, "I can't do it at night. The next day, the villagers got up and took a look. Didn't they know that someone did it for me?"

Qian Feng secretly rejoiced that Zhang Lizheng didn't want to take advantage of it, but he was afraid that the villagers would have a bad reputation if he knew about it. As long as he could secretly benefit him, if the villagers didn't know anyway, he would dare to take the benefit.

Qian Feng sighed: "Brother Zhang, you said that you can't even help you work at night. You have lived a very hard life. Oh, by the way, you know there is a barren mountain in front of Qian's Village, right?"

Zhang Lizheng was still weaving the rattan basket in his hand, and he was very skilled in winding the rattan. While winding the rattan, he said, "I know, that barren mountain can't even grow a few big trees, otherwise it would also make the villagers cut it down and burn it in charcoal."

As soon as charcoal was mentioned, Qian Feng came up with an idea, "Brother Zhang, it is estimated that a charcoal fire will be made for heating in more than ten days. You must not spend money on charcoal. My elder brother is burning charcoal. When the time comes, I will Find a cart for you one night, enough for you to live through the winter."

Zhang Lizheng's eyes suddenly turned dark, and his cheeks were slightly red, "This...how dare I accept it."

"Why are you embarrassed? I'm not flattering to get something from you. I really see that your life is not easy. I'm born to be the kind of person who doesn't want others to suffer, especially if you are an official. Suffer." Speaking of this, Qian Feng blushed in embarrassment.

Then Qian Feng said again, "Just before dinner, I helped the No. 50 beggars, gave them rice and vegetables, and let them live in a shed on the mountain behind our village. In the future, I will find a way to make them eat and drink. Drink, stop stealing from the villagers, and let the people live and work in peace."

Zhang Lizheng was surprised and delighted, the rattan basket in his hand fell to the ground, and a big palm came towards Qian Feng's shoulder, "Good brother, you did a good job, I was worried about this! The year before last This group of beggars wiped out everything in the field, and when I went to the county to report to the officials to arrest them, they had already disappeared. The head of the household in your village came to tell me this evening that the beggars had returned this year. I'm here, but I don't bother to report to the county, anyway, I can't catch anyone, and my legs are wasted, but it's just that I don't guarantee that other districts will sue me, saying that I can't even deal with beggars. Worrying about this."

Zhang Lizheng was excited when he was talking, but suddenly he felt puzzled again, "My good brother, I heard that you have separated your family, and the little food you two have is estimated to be enough for yourself. If you can’t support NO.50 people, wouldn’t it take less than a month for you to…”

Zhang Lizheng didn't have the nerve to go on, wondering if Qian Feng was really insane, with so many people eating, he could eat up all his family's food in a month.

Qian Feng was overjoyed, it was Zhang Lizheng who brought this matter up first.He suddenly patted his thigh like an epiphany, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that? I was so focused on helping them that I forgot that my family only had such food."

Zhang Lizheng leaned forward and said, "If you raise them for a few days, they will be grateful to you, and then you can find a way to send them away."

"But I promised them that I would keep them forever."

Zhang Lizheng felt that Qian Feng's madness was coming up again, and looked at him helplessly.

(End of this chapter)