"Sorry to trouble you all!" Yun Huachun said.

When the land was almost measured, the officer moved a stone and marked the corner.

"It's probably here, Baron Yun." The officer motioned to the stone.

If there are too many, no one will care, and if there are too few, you can even make up for it yourself. Nantong is a vast land with sparsely populated areas, and there are wastelands everywhere.

More or less is not a problem.

The wealthy families in Nantong City have a yard of two to three hundred acres, which can only be regarded as one of their fields.

The little land in Yun Huachun is still not enough!

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!" Yun Huachun bowed his hands and saluted.

"Baron, this is my share of the work, how can it be considered hard work? As soon as we return to the Yamen to register, I will send you the land deed immediately."

Yun Huachun looked back at the vast mountain forest.

He originally thought that his family had no shortage of money to spend, but now it seems that he has to work hard to make money and open up wasteland.

After sending away the government officials, Yun Huachun made plans to open up wasteland.

It doesn’t matter whether he is from the village or working in Nantong City.

The young people in Shigang Village are still busy working in their own fields.

This kind of thing is naturally easier to do when there are more people. Yun Huachun did not place all his hopes on the villagers.

Yun Huachun was not short of money. He went to the city and shouted, and strong men came one after another.

"We need to open up land early, otherwise the weather will get hotter and the typhoon will come," Yun Huachun said.

"Things like planting trees and planting land have to wait until the typhoon passes."

The family was sitting in the main room, discussing the disposal of the five hundred acres of land.

"Dad, what do we grow at home?" Yuntao asked.

Yuntao felt that it would not be feasible to grow all the crops.

"I remember there are a lot of tea plants in your hometown. How about we plant some tea trees?" Wan Hongmei suggested, recalling the places she visited in the past.

"If we open a tea garden, we will have to invite people to pick and fry tea in the future." Yun Huachun said with a troubled expression.

He didn't understand much of this.

"It's okay, Dad, I have it in the books on my bookshelf." Yuntao said.

She still vaguely remembered that the books she read when she was a child said that black tea, white tea, green tea, etc. were actually roasted from donkey tea leaves.

Tea can be divided into unbucket varieties according to the tea trees grown, such as Maojian, Oolong, and Biluochun.

However, tea leaves from the same tree can be made into the same kind of tea with different colors, such as black tea and green tea, mainly depending on the temperature of fermentation.

"How about we plant sugar cane? Growing tea is really troublesome." Wan Hongmei thought, just picking tea requires a lot of effort.

The price of tea and sugar are not the same, and white sugar is more expensive.

"It doesn't matter what you plant, it just depends on what you like. The food in the ground is enough for us."

"Others, plant some fruits or something, I'll go to the city to collect some fruit trees." Yun Huachun said, the ones behind his yard were not enough to see.

"Our place is close to the south, maybe there are some tropical fruit trees."

"If not, spend some money and find some merchants to help bring some."

Yuntao thought about the grains in the space, then suddenly patted her head and said, "There are so many grains in our kitchen, can they be used as seeds?"

The red beans, mung beans, peanuts, etc. in the kitchen are all bought from supermarkets. It stands to reason that they are all modern improved varieties.

Definitely not worse than Dajin!

Sweet potatoes are not the only ones with high yields, but they are not considered major food crops.

"Yes! How could I forget this? I was only thinking about sweet potatoes!" Yun Huachun said. Maybe he ate too many sweet potatoes on the way, and all he could think about were sweet potatoes.

"Let's plant a few acres of paddy fields, but it's a pity that we don't have rice seeds."

When it comes to high-yielding grains, Wan Hongmei thinks of the high-yielding rice in her area.

"Mom, if our family has so many high-yielding seeds, shouldn't we make people jealous? Just have a sweet potato," Yuntao said.

"Take out some of what can be grown in the space, and then we will plant some at home." Yun Huachun made the decision.

It perfectly solves the problem of what to plant on these hundreds of acres of land.

"Dad, the yield per acre of our grain crops is so high...look..." Yuntao sat by the window and glanced outside unconsciously.

"It's too eye-catching! No way!" Yun Huachun said seriously.

Sugar cubes and potato seeds yielding thousands of pounds per acre are not the same concepts.

No matter how good the former is, for the common people, sugar is not a necessity in their daily lives.

You can live without eating sugar, but eating sugar can only mean that your family is living a good life.

Food is the foundation of the nation and the foundation of the people.

So what if you say you can produce tens of thousands of pounds of this thing?

People in the village have just planted it, and even if he planted it for Quannan Tong, the stock at home would not be enough.

For a while, no evidence could be produced, and he was even targeted by someone with sinister intentions, which might lead to death.

Therefore, Yun Huachun has no idea of ​​giving it away for the time being, and there is no famine in Jin Dynasty yet.

"If we can't finish it, the worst we can do is sell it to people in the city at a lower price. If they plant it and see if it's ready, they will naturally keep the seeds..." Yun Huachun said.

You can spread the word so that people around you can plant good potato seeds, but you can't just donate it like this.

Reclamation is a laborious job. Yun Huachun first went to the village to ask around and asked some men who were willing to work to help him.

After counting the heads, we went to the city to find some men.

It doesn't matter whether you are tall, short, fat or thin, if you can cultivate wasteland, come here.

Yun Huachun didn't give them any trouble, choosing flat and open places.

Everyone was divided into groups and the scope was divided.

"I don't have many rules when it comes to working here. If you do well and work more, I will naturally give you more money. It's okay to be lazy. I won't keep an eye on you. Anyway, the land will not be finished by then and the work will not be finished.

I won’t be paid enough.” Yun Huachun said to everyone with a smile.

A group of men in gray clothes stood on the hill, carrying hoes or axes for chopping trees. They looked strange and fierce.

There were few faces familiar to Yun Huachun inside, most of them were invited by Yun Huachun from the city.

Foreigners don’t know the basics, and you don’t know how they work.

The family members don’t have time to keep an eye on them. What if they can’t finish digging every day and waste time in the fields?

So Yun Huachun came up with this idea: distribute according to work.

Before the re-dividing, he had already gone to the ground in person and followed his workload for the day.

It's impossible that these strong and strong men can't cultivate the land for him.

"Master, don't worry, I can do it!"

The square-faced man standing in front promised, the muscles in his arms stretching out his coarse clothes.

Yun Huachun took a look, a little envious of the strength of the person in front of him, but immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Okay, you all go and get busy. If you are short of water, go to the shed to fetch water. Food will be there when you have enough." Yun Huachun shouted.

Before calling people to clear up wasteland, Yun Huachun made sufficient preparations.

Many stoves and sheds were built far away from home.
Chapter completed!