"Your fifth master's health is nothing big, it's just because he is worried during this period! Seeing that the villagers can't afford to eat, the old man is worried!

I kept muttering, sorry to my ancestors and my tribe members.

During the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, no one in the village starved to death...

"Mr. Yun Second Master!" Zhang Yan quickly spoke to stop Zhang Fuyun's words.

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine if we close the door and talk about these words, but I dare not say that when I go out." Zhang Yan reminded in a low voice.

"Yes! Yun Lao Er, you have no one to keep your mouth open every day! You dare to talk out anything." Zhang Fuyi also cursed.

"Didn't I say this at home? There are no outsiders." Zhang Fuyun scratched his head and said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid at home, but I'm afraid I'll be happy when I go out and say it!"

“That’s the reason!

We are not bad now, and there is no one starving to death in the whole village!

Speaking of which, I have to thank Yanzi!" Zhang Fuyi looked at Zhang Yan and said affectionately.

"If you hadn't asked us to grow pumpkins, this year's life would have been unsuccessful. Just because you asked to grow pumpkins, your fifth master's body has been much better recently. He has been talking about coming to thank you in person."

"Oh! I didn't offend the fifth master! Why do you want to make my birthday?" Zhang Yan joked.

"Yanzi, you are the great hero of our Lao Zhang now. Several nearby brigades joked about us, saying that we had nothing to do, and running up the mountain to grow pumpkins is not enough.

As a result, once the summer grain was collected, everyone stopped talking. They followed us and went to open up wasteland and plant pumpkins everywhere." Zhang Fuyun said proudly.

"Yes! Summer grain is not collected, so this pumpkin becomes life-saving food! Pumpkin is a good thing, not only delicious, but also nutritious!

By then, other villages will lose weight, and our old Zhang family will be white and fat." Zhang Yan joked.

"Haha! Yanzi said it well! If that's the case, the good girls from all over the surrounding villages would not rush to marry into our village!" Zhang Fuyi said with a hearty smile.

"Why don't you use it? Ming Laosi's son had a partner before. He thought Ming Laosi's son was short and he thought Ming Laosi's family had many children. He came to take care of the old ones, and there were still a group of half-sized ones below.

, in short, agree.

Look, the girl's family took the initiative to find a matchmaker two days ago and said it would be okay to be hard and tired at home. She liked boy Rong to be honest and willing to get married. "Zhang Fuyun smiled and said a gossip.

Zhang Fuyun mentioned the boy Rong, Zhang Yan knew that Zhang Zirong was named Zhang Zirong, and he was Zhang Yan's cousin who had not yet come out of the fifth sermon, five or six years younger than Zhang Yan.

He was just a little short, less than 1.6 meters tall. He got sick when he was a child, but he finally recovered, but his body no longer grew.

Otherwise, the genes of the Zhang family are there, and the men in the Zhang family will not be less than 1.65 meters.

In this era, even if you are over 1.7 meters tall, if you are over 1.8 meters tall, you are a big man and stand out from the crowd.

Not to mention Beijing, there are more than 1.8 meters in the entire northern region, but not many.

The Shandong and Northeastern Han in the novel are actually more than 1.7 meters tall.

"Uncle Yi, there are still a lot of barren mountains and wastelands in our village?" After saying a few relaxed words, Zhang Yan asked again.

"Well! There are quite a few! My ancestors bought all seven or eight hills around them! After Jiefang, no one was interested in those hills. When all the land was divided, those hills were still from our village." Zhang Fuyi smiled and said,

Nodded.

"It's only July now, and there's still another crop of pumpkins. By October, I'm just in time to harvest them with autumn grains." Zhang Yan suggested.

"Yanzi, we can't eat so many pumpkins! You don't know that pumpkins may have been born, and one acre of land can produce more than 1,000 kilograms of pumpkin.

Our brigade planted more than 2,000 acres of pumpkins this time, and this wave alone could harvest millions of kilograms of pumpkins.

Now that the pumpkins have just begun to come down, every family has piled up a lot of pumpkins.

Now I am not allowed to sell it privately..." Zhang Fuyun said.

Not allowing it to be sold privately is the key.

"I said before the New Year that there are so many pumpkins that you can raise pigs, cattle, sheep, and chickens!

Our hospital can also purchase a batch of pumpkins. In addition, I can introduce several units to our village to collect pumpkins, so there is no need to worry that the pumpkins will rot in the field."

"Can this work?" Zhang Fuyun looked at Zhang Yan with a thrilling heart and asked.

"What's wrong? Our hospital has the qualifications to independently purchase unplanned materials! Not only our hospital has, but many units have such procurement qualifications.

The pumpkins in the village, pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens and eggs, sold to us will not violate relevant regulations.

This is like we are buying sparrows and turtledoves in the village.” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"That's great! Isn't it just planting pumpkins? As long as someone wants it, we can plant another 10,000 acres." Zhang Fuyun waved his hand and said.

"Mr. Yuner, don't brag, 10,000 acres, do we have so much wasteland?" Zhang Yan smiled and blew up Zhang Fuyun.

"Yanzi, you, Mr. Yun, isn't bragging. You don't have to work hard to open up those barren mountains. Just create a small open space and you can plant a pumpkin.

This pumpkin is not afraid of the weeds at all, and is drought-resistant. As long as you need to water some water at the beginning, you don’t have to worry about them any other time.

It is not easy to pick when picking, and the pumpkins are hidden in the weeds, so I have to find them hard.

As for wasteland, our village is really not short of wasteland. There are so many mountains, except for some weeds and trees, there are no big trees, and it does not affect the planting of pumpkins at all." Zhang Fuyi explained to Zhang Yan with a smile.

After listening to Zhang Fuyi's words, Zhang Yan finally understood why the pumpkins grown in the village only yield a thousand per mu, because the village is completely a free-range model.

Receiving depends on the heaven, and desolation depends on the heaven.

It is already a blessing from our ancestors to be able to produce more than 1,000 kilograms per mu.

"Then you plant it hard!" Zhang Yan encouraged.

Zhang Yan is really not worried about growing a lot. It is best if the surrounding villages follow the trend to grow pumpkins. In that case, countless people will be able to survive next year.

The merits are immeasurable.

"By the way, this time I'm here, I'll bring you a truck of pumpkins! You can try it too!" After dinner, Zhang Fuyi spoke out his meaning.

Although a truck of pumpkins is not worth a lot, the friendship in the village makes Zhang Yan feel warm in his heart, and his efforts are also reported.

In fact, I have always reported that in the past two years, Zhang Yan's family has never bought firewood. They are all given by the village, and carbon alone saves a lot.

"Thank you, Mr. Yi, I'm still thinking about us!" Zhang Yan hurriedly thanked and went out to carry pumpkins into the yard with Zhang Fuyi and Zhang Fuyun.

"The pumpkins in our village are so sweet! They are fragrant and sweet!" Zhang Fuyuan showed off while moving.
Chapter completed!