Chapter 130 Worry(1/2)
It was a coincidence that the shopkeeper Bao came.
Wang Xiaoqing and the others went to the ground.
Going to the ground?
right!
Their sweet potatoes and potatoes have been sprouted by the old lady's guidance for half a month, and they are growing well.
Look, everyone just finished harvesting summer harvest! The rice in the field is really speechless.
Due to lack of water, the rice obviously has a bad harvest.
They estimated that only two hundred acres of land can be used here.
After the rice is peeled, I am afraid that the remaining one is less than two thousand kilograms of brown rice.
They were all speechless.
There is no way, the village is backed by.
There are many mountains, but the mountains are steep, and many places seem to be unable to cultivate.
No one is in a hurry.
Now they understand why the original villagers of Shibalipu are so hungry.
There are more than one hundred people, only two hundred acres of land.
Even if the grain is two seasons a year, it will only be four thousand kilograms.
But the tax alone would have to be paid 3,000 kilograms.
The remaining one is only one thousand kilograms of rice, which needs to be supported by more than one hundred people in the village.
The average one is less than 100 kilograms.
The problem is that this is a good food ration.
If there is a disaster year, it is probably a big deal that the family can have dozens of kilograms.
Zhao Laosan said that.
This year is already a good harvest for them.
Last year they had almost no grains.
After doing this, I can avoid starving.
They planted two hundred acres of land without potatoes or sweet potatoes.
I still planted late rice.
Zhao Laosan has never seen this thing.
Now for them, they should plant late rice for autumn harvest.
Otherwise, what should I eat.
This year, the water has also been drawn down, and this kind of thing has not happened in previous years.
It's much easier to use in manpower.
If you don’t take advantage of your current advantages, what if you miss the harvest?
Wang Xiaoqing and Mrs. Wang discussed it. Potatoes and sweet potatoes are good at growing in geology.
Just don’t occupy the only fertile land, after all, you have to pay taxes.
It’s not okay to eat potatoes and sweet potatoes alone.
Rice still needs to be eaten.
Even brown rice is still rice.
Old Mrs. Wang asked Wang Pengju and Han Dazhi to follow her up the mountain.
The old lady is experienced.
Wang Xiaoqing is willing to give up on this point.
She could pick up the scalpel, but she would never farm.
After checking the mountain, the old lady found a group of old ladies in the village who were comparable to her and started to open up the land.
The women in the village went to the fields to plant rice.
Some young people work in paper workshops.
The only thing about land reclamation is to arrange for older people.
These are the aunts.
Don't look tired when you look at the land reclamation.
But the old lady has experience.
The men went up to cut down the trees and opened the open space, and then went up to clear the land.
This reduces the work.
Potatoes and sweet potatoes are actually not very picky about soil.
So they quickly opened up thirty or forty acres of wasteland.
Mainly, many people shook their heads when they looked at this place.
The proportion of sand and soil on the mountain is too large. If you plant rice, it is a problem whether you can plant life.
But the old lady doesn't mind.
Potatoes and sweet potatoes are just right here.
Potatoes need this kind of sandy land.
Everyone doesn't understand why, but no one is lazy in their work.
Old Mrs. Wang always has some strange ideas.
Everyone thinks this is the result of a person's aging.
I am willing to listen, mainly because the old lady has given many suggestions to everyone along the way, and they are all helping her life.
Now, when everyone sees that they are planting something that no one has seen before, they don’t ask, just do it.
Thirty or forty acres of land, plus some land in the forest, are not a problem for those of them who are used to farming.
In just four or five days, potatoes and sweet potatoes were gone to the ground.
Wang Xiaoqing was watching, mainly thinking about it, and the paper workshop has now been put into operation in large quantities.
But their market has not yet been fully opened.
With the first batch of rice paper in Hongdu, it started selling.
There should be many people who know Wang Ji Xuan Paper.
Now is the time for them to promote it vigorously.
This is when manpower is needed.
She thought that Han Dazhi and Uncle must be sent out to obtain talents.
People cannot do without tempering.
Han Dazhi must be fine, he is a human being.
But my uncle is a little bit short.
Now I can't open my mouth.
But no matter what, you must always get close to trusted people to do when you open up the market and receive money from delivery.
If Wang Pengju doesn't work, she really has to consider other people.
But there are not many people in the Wang family who can take action.
Young and strong people are learning craftsmanship in a paper shop.
If you are older, you can't take the blame.
That's really a matter of no match for the young and old.
Wang Xiaoqing sat on the ridge of the field, with a mulberry tree above her head. Old Mrs. Wang was commanding the women to work there.
Because it is close to Hongdu, the papermaking industry is developed.
Wang Xiaoqing thought that if he had the money to take advantage of it, he would definitely buy a mountain to plant mulberry trees and Chu trees. Now they would have to spend some money.
Today, my uncle delivered the goods to Xuji.
I don't know how it's going now.
Old Mrs. Wang wiped her sweat and walked under the shade of the tree.
To be continued...