"Shut up! Listen carefully to the young master."

When Jay Fang saw the scene was a little noisy, he shouted.

The voice gradually became lowered, and all eyes were focused on Fang Xing's body, making him feel a little dry in his throat.

Thinking that so many people will live with themselves, Fang Xing calmed down and said, "You all know that vegetables will be cut off every winter, so I decided that from this year, Fangjiazhuang will grow a large amount of cabbage and chili."

It is easy to understand how to grow cabbage. Although the cabbage stored in the cellars are all left with cabbage hearts, it is a bit green!

But what is chili?

"Master, what is chili pepper?"

Someone asked immediately.

Fang Xing took out a chili pepper, pointed to the bright red place and said, "This is chili pepper. It is spicyer than dogwood and fragrant than dogwood. Everyone needs to plant it. With cabbage, all the open spaces are planted in front of and behind the house."

"But is this chili really better than dogwood?"

Some people think this is not necessarily reliable.

Jay Fang stared at the crowd with great urgency. Once anyone dared to do anything, he swore that he would drive the family out.

The scene became quiet, and everyone was a little indifferent, because the ground was awakened and the seeds were awakened. If they failed, everyone would just be in vain.

Is your strength valuable these days?

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Fang Xing continued to say smugly: "There is another one. All farmers must raise pigs, and the amount they can raise is counted!"

After saying that, Fang Xing didn't look at the stunned faces and said, "Don't worry about the pig food in winter, I have already made arrangements here."

Fang Xing was asked this question when he was ventilating with the butler.

Winter is the most difficult season for livestock at this time. Without food and green food, this is a big problem.

But Fang Xing knew some knowledge.

"I think everyone has nothing to do recently! It doesn't take much time to grow vegetables, so I started to do it and mobilize the whole family to go out to get pig food. When I come back, I will teach you how to make wintering pig food."

As the head of the family, when Fang Xing makes a decision, everyone must implement it without fail, otherwise he can exercise various rights, including...

"I don't like setting up a private prison hall, it will make me feel that my life has lost its awe."

After holding the "employee meeting", Fang Xing returned to the main courtyard and explained to Zhang Shuhui.

Zhang Shuhui was worried that the farmers would be lip service. After all, raising pigs requires manpower, and winter is the time when pigs are most likely to lose weight and need food to nourish them.

People are just about to eat enough, so how can they have extra food to feed pigs?

Zhang Shuhui went to see the families raising pigs in the farm. Most of them were skinny, so she was worried that no one would want to feed the pigs.

Fang Xing took the tea handed over by Xiaobai, took a sip and said, "Don't worry, I will let them see the benefits."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Shuhui let it go.

No matter how much you raise pigs, you won’t lose much. At worst, you just think that you just deposit your money in the money shop.

"That pepper...husband, what are you going to use for?"

Zhang Shuhui thought of chili peppers. She had been forced to eat them by Fang Xing. She felt that the taste was indeed much better than dogwood, but she couldn't use that much at home!

Fang Xing played with her black hair and said playfully: "You wait and see, I will collect all the chili peppers by then, and I will guarantee that I can make a big profit."

The next morning, when Fang Xing went to inspect again, he found that all the people in the village, except for the vegetable growers and the elderly, had gone out.

"Young Master, those people are going out to find pig food."

Jay Fang said with some concern.

"very good."

Fang Xing felt that it was a good phenomenon that his words could be put into practice.

When he returned home, Fang Xing hid in the study room. After seeing that there was no one, he got into the warehouse.

In an open-air yard, Fang Xing found a mountain of plastic film, found a cart, and after unloading several large rolls, he felt a move and the man and the plastic film appeared in the study together.

"Bang!"

When those rolls of films appeared, they immediately smashed over the things on the desk, making a mess.

"Xin Laoqi!"

After shouting, Fang Xing slapped his forehead. He forgot that Xin Laoqi had already gone to the city to accompany the exam.

"My life is so hard!"

When he came to this world, Fang Xing felt that he was lucky enough, but he had to suffer another crime for his own farmer. He felt a little tired when he thought about it.

By the afternoon, everyone in Fangjiazhuang, all the people, young and old, came back, and everyone's backs were full of pig food.

"Come on, each family has a labor force. The young master wants to teach everyone how to make wintering pig food."

The housekeeper shouted with a small gong all over the village. Soon, a wave of strong men gathered at the northwest corner of the village, and it was very empty from the main house.

Fang Xing's feet were several large rolls of plastic film. He pointed to the white line drawn on the ground and said, "Everyone should do it together, dig a hole according to this line, and dig three meters deep."

"Three meters?"

Everyone was a little confused, and Fang Xing suddenly realized it. He took out a tape measure in a furious manner, converted it directly to the size that appeared, and asked someone to start work immediately.

"Dig more to ensure that all pigs and livestock can be raised in winter."

Fang Xing was patrolling around and kicking him when he saw someone being lazy.

Digging a hole is just a little bit for everyone, and several large stoves have been built next to it, and Hua Niang is taking care of everyone's dinner with more than a dozen wives.

The big pot was rolling in the pot, and the aroma was very strong.

Hua Niang looked at the seasonings wrapped in gauze and said with a little heartache: "Young Master is really good at living. Even if it's good to have meat, she is willing to put these expensive seasonings."

On the big stove next to it, several wives were making pancakes.

"This flour is so white! And the young master is willing to put oil on it!"

A young wife picked up a plastic bucket and poured the vegetable oil inside into the pot. Then the aroma of the oil drifted to the side where the hole was dug.

Seeing several young boys looking over there, Fang Jielun cursed: "Everyone is working quickly, lazy people can only eat dry cakes tonight, don't think about eating meat and drinking soup."

When the weather began to dim, Fang Xing stopped and told Jielun Fang: "Everyone can feed them and their families, each of them will have at least one bowl of broth. As for the oil cake, let it go and keep it going."

Jay Fang agreed with a bitter face, but he felt a little heartbroken.

Turning back, his voice was a little weak: "Every family, every household, quickly call the people who are still staying at home. The young master said that each person has a bowl of broth today, and the oil cakes are full."

boom!

The atmosphere exploded instantly. Everyone looked at Fang Xing's back to the main courtyard and asked Jay Fang in a verbal way.

"Butler Fang, aren't you lying to us?"
Chapter completed!