Last year, the Song family harvested nearly 200 green and red flowers, each of which contained about 200 seeds.
Excluding the thirty or forty melons given away, the Song family has carefully collected the remaining seeds. After calculation, there are almost more than thirty thousand green and red seeds.
Based on the germination rate provided by 001, Song Xixi calculated that these seeds could produce 28,000 melon seedlings. After deducting the losses during transplanting, at least 25,000 melon seedlings could survive in the end.
Based on the calculation that one acre of land can grow 600 watermelons, more than 20,000 melon seedlings can grow about 40 acres of land.
However, Song Wufu and the others did not know exactly how much land could be planted in one acre, so they had already decided to use all 80 acres of land in Zoujiazhuang to grow melons.
The seeds of Chaotian pepper are no less than those of watermelon. It is impossible to count the exact number, and Song Xixi cannot estimate it. Anyway, the Song family's more than ten acres of fields are enough for the time being.
There was straw for heat preservation, and there was no shortage of sunlight and moisture. Within a few days, the watermelon seeds and pepper seeds that were planted sprouted smoothly and emerged from the ground.
These two crops can bring huge benefits to the Song family, and no one in the Song family is not careful.
Several households in the village had eaten watermelons from the Song family and did not return the melon seeds to the Song family. Seeing that the melon seedlings had grown, they quickly found more than 20 melon seeds carefully preserved in a broken pot.
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Just looking at the smooth and tender melon seedlings, these villagers began to have difficulties again, and quietly gathered together to discuss:
"Uncle Wufu's family is going to make a fortune this year by planting green and red seeds. It's no longer appropriate for us to hide the green and red seeds. If we plant them in such a big way, I'm afraid it won't be good for Uncle Wufu and the others to know about them."
"Yes, Uncle Wufu is the village chief. From now on, if the family has to go to the mayor's house or the government office to do something, Uncle Wufu will have to step in. It would be too offensive for us to plant green and red in private. If Uncle Wufu takes this to heart,
It won’t be good if it doesn’t.”
"How about we return the melon seedlings to Uncle Wufu, so that Uncle Wufu will remember it well. Uncle Wufu's family will no longer grow melons in the future, so it would be good if we get some more melon seeds to plant."
As soon as these words came out, the group of people looked at each other and saw reluctance in each other's eyes.
Everyone knows that green and red can be sold for money, otherwise they would have returned the melon seeds last year, and there would be no need to be in a dilemma now.
Some people are not sure whether they are born optimistic, or they are trying to convince themselves: "Uncle Wufu is an open-minded person, and he is not so stingy. Besides, he is the village chief. In the ancestral hall on New Year's Day, the old village chief asked him to lead us to live a good life.
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This sounds beautiful to say, but no one present dared to agree with it.
Green, red, sweet, juicy and refreshing, it was the most delicious melon they had ever tasted. Everyone in the village, men, women and children, disliked it.
As long as they can be grown and sold in the market, they will definitely make a lot of money. They planted it privately, not because they clearly wanted to steal money from Uncle Wufu's family. No one would be happy about this kind of thing.
Several people discussed and discussed but could not reach an agreement, but they did not know that the Song family did not take the melon seeds that were circulated to heart at all, and they were so happy to see the increasingly green melon seedlings in the ground.
There were more than one or two smart people in the village. Some people came to the door directly when they had a little thought: "Uncle Wufu, when these seedlings grow, can you sell a few to me?"
For fear that Song Wufu would misunderstand, he did not forget to explain: "I grow green and red Chaotian peppers not to sell them for money. I just want to give my children a sweet treat to relieve the heat in the summer. It is a good time for the whole family to have a change of taste and enjoy the taste of Chaotian peppers."
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Song Wufu said with a smile: "There are not many melon seedlings and pepper seedlings, so no amount of money is suitable for selling them to you. Wait for these to grow in a few months, and if you want to eat them, you can go directly to the fields to pick them without any charge."
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The villagers felt regretful and responded: "Okay, then I'll thank Uncle Wufu first!"
After the villagers left, Song Jin asked curiously: "Dad, have you become stingy? He doesn't want many seedlings, but he can't afford to give him a few."
Song Wufu slapped him in the face and scratched his head: "How many trees does this family want, and how many trees does that family want? We have to go back and forth, why don't we plant them ourselves?"
Song Jin bared his teeth and said, "Dad, I understand."
Song Wufu said angrily: "You are already several decades old, and if you have to be yelled at even for this little bit of truth, all your food over the years has been in vain!"
Zhang Xiaomei, who came to ask them to go back for dinner, happened to hear this and couldn't help but rejoice: "Thank you for getting a thoughtful wife for you, otherwise, with your stupidity, sooner or later, you will lose your pants...
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Song Jin scratched his head and laughed.
The old couple shook their heads together, packed up their things and went home for dinner.
Song Xixi, who was practicing martial arts in the back mountain, also came back. As usual, she fetched a basin of hot water and went back to the room to scrub, change out of her clothes that had been soaked with sweat several times, and sit down comfortably to enjoy lunch.
As soon as she put on her clothes but before putting on her shoes, she heard the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from outside.
Song Xixi felt nervous, quickly put on her shoes, opened the door and ran out.
The Song family also heard the sound of horse hooves and thought it was the government coming again, so they put down the dishes and plates in their hands and walked out.
The person who came was indeed a servant of the government, but he came to Song Xixi on the order of Capt. Qiu: "Miss Song, your maid Lin Chunya has not been to Ruyi Restaurant for two days. Capt. Qiu asked me to come and see if she is here."
Lin Chunya is Ya'er's famous name.
Song Xixi's face changed slightly: "Ya'er isn't here, are you sure she hasn't been to Ruyi Restaurant for two days?"
The servant replied: "She didn't feel well the day before yesterday. She asked Chef Shan for leave in advance. Chef Shan agreed and let her go back to rest. She didn't go to Ruyi Restaurant the day before yesterday, and Chef Shan didn't think much about it. As a result, she didn't go there yesterday and today.
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Chef Shan felt that it was impossible for Ya'er not to say hello and not come to the restaurant for two days in a row. Worried that something might happen to her, he took the time to go to the house on Wutong Lane, only to find that the door of the house was locked. When he asked the neighbors, they all said that it had been two days.
I didn't see Ya'er coming in or out.
All kinds of anomalies made Chef Shan very uneasy, so he went to the Yamen to inform Qiu Baotou that he wanted him to ask Song Xixi to see if he knew Ya'er's whereabouts.
Hearing the officer's words, the Song family became nervous: "Ya'er has always been sensible, and our family has not treated her badly. She can't leave without saying a word. Something must have happened to her!"
Song Xixi took a deep breath, her face already very ugly: "I will go to the city to find Ya'er."
After saying that, she turned around and went to the backyard to fetch Xiao Hei, and shouted two hundred and five to the outside.
Soon, Erbaifu, who was playing wildly outside, ran home quickly. Without Song Xixi's greeting, he got into the carrier specially made for him. With only his dog's head exposed, Song Xixi carried him and rode him on Xiao Hei's back.
"My dear, you have to be careful. If Ya'er is in danger, you must report it to the official first. Don't risk it alone!" Zhang Xiaomei was very worried and chased Xiao Hei to warn Song Xixi.
Song Xixi waved her hand to show that she knew, then slapped Xiao Hei on the butt and rushed towards Fucheng as quickly as possible.