At this time, each family has finished plowing and starting to transplant rice seedlings one after another.
Mr. Luo has not plowed the fields yet.
The manpower of each family is not as good as that of Zaihu Village and Bajiao Village, and they are not as capable as other people. However, making money is just around the corner, so we should seize the time to plant rice seedlings as soon as possible. After planting the rice seedlings, we can start to open up wasteland.
Life is not easy for most people. Who wouldn’t want thirty cents a day?
Boss Luo was anxious, so he had to ask Uncle Luo's family for help in making rakes and transplanting rice seedlings.
"With the situation at home, there's nothing I can do about it."
Uncle Luo sighed inwardly, and was about to agree, when Bai Shi smiled half-heartedly: "Oh, brother, these brothers should also settle accounts clearly, don't you think? Our family's life is not as good as yours. My husband and the children went there since yesterday
We have made money by opening up wasteland. The three of us, father and son, can earn ninety cents a day. This is not a small amount of money for our family."
You want people to give up on making money and work for your family for free? You are so shameless.
When Boss Luo heard this, he looked at Uncle Luo in disbelief. Uncle Luo avoided his gaze, apparently acquiescing to his wife's words. This made Boss Luo even more angry.
Luo Shuyu opened her eyes and said angrily: "Second Aunt, our family is like this. Can't we ask you for some help? You only see money in your eyes and don't care about any brotherhood! How can you be such people?
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Bai's face darkened, "Hey, what are you talking about! It's none of our business how your family is doing - don't rush to say anything. My Xiaodong was weak and sick all year round when he was young.
I don’t know how much I spent. Sometimes when I’m short of money and I borrow it from your family, that’s what your mother said! It doesn’t make sense. She can say it, but we can’t.”
"Besides, I've made plows and transplanted rice seedlings for you for free today. Should I wait until the autumn harvest to harvest them for you? I'd like to think about it."
Thinking about the past, Uncle Luo couldn't help but become cold-hearted, and sighed: "Brother, I think if you can't do it, you can spend a few money to ask others to do it. We don't make this money, otherwise my sister-in-law doesn't know and says
Nothing unpleasant to hear."
If you don't get money to do it in vain, then you definitely won't do it. It's not like their family can't afford it. But if they take the money, Qi's mouth, God knows what he can say.
Boss Luo said nothing, pulled Luo Shuyu and left.
Uncle Luo was a little uneasy, "Is the eldest brother angry?"
Bai was very happy and sneered: "What? He gets angry when others don't help him for free? Ha!"
"Don't worry about it. Let's have breakfast early so we can rest. We have to open up wasteland tomorrow!"
Uncle Luo nodded and didn't care.
He had an idea in his mind that Da Fang was not in a desperate situation and had no choice but to take advantage of him.
Second Uncle Luo refused to help, so Luo Shuyu couldn't help but tell Qi Shi in front of her when she got back, which really made Qi Shi complain.
Boss Luo was upset when he heard this: "But save it, the second brother and his family have no reason to help us! It's better to hire people with money, alas!"
Mrs. Qi glared at him fiercely: "You are all useless, a loser!"
She didn't want to take the money but she had to take it.
I don’t know what she means. She insists on asking Mr. Luo to hire Uncle Luo and his family to work. Isn’t it just 30 cents a day? Just give it!
Second Uncle Luo wanted to agree because of his shame, but Bai was neither soft nor hard, but refused firmly.
It's better not to get involved in this kind of thing.
No matter how much money the Zhao family earns from land reclamation, they feel comfortable and have no trouble at all. However, earning money for a big house is hard to say.
Boss Luo got a little angry at this, and left with a dark face. He invited someone else, and then hurriedly planted the seedlings.
Uncle Ruan Gui had built the house in the school area, and Zhao Liya actually asked him to choose a suitable place on the large piece of wasteland he bought in Bajiao Village and have people clear it out to build a pig farm.
I plan to try raising 120 to 150 head this year, and if possible, expand the scale next year.
She personally drew and designed the pig house for the pig farm. The masonry structure was about half a person's height, with wooden pillars on top and a cedar bark roof, which was safe and ventilated.
Cedar bark is very easy to obtain in Lingnan and is very durable. If you use bark to cover a roof, it will not be damaged at all for five or six years. After five or six years, it can be repaired and repaired again.
About four can be raised in one column, and the bricks are spliced seamlessly to pave the ground.
There is a roof at the back of the pigsty to protect it from wind and rain, and there is an extended area in the front without shelter. When the sun is good, the pigs in the pen can come out to bask in the sun.
Next to the pigsty, a large and deep septic tank was dug, which was usually covered with thick wooden boards. There were two large pits seven or eight meters apart, which were used to accumulate the retting manure that was regularly cleaned from the pigsty.
These places are all surrounded by blue bricks, with walls more than three meters high, forming a large yard covering an area of more than 20 acres, with accommodation for night watch personnel.
If you raise so many pigs, there must be someone keeping watch at night.
When the pig farm was built, many villagers came to see the excitement and freshness. Everyone had never seen a pig pen like this before, and they were very curious.
Zhao Liya made all these arrangements, picked a day, and went with Hu Ling to sit at Gong Cao's house.
The spring bamboo shoots were especially delicious and sweet at this time, so the two of them brought a lot of them, including homemade sour pork with a very authentic taste, sweet and spicy sausages, two cans of chili sauce, and fresh vegetables picked from the vegetable garden.
Fresh vegetables such as heart, chrysanthemum, Chinese cabbage, and a big pineapple.
As expected, Yu Gongcao's wife was beaming and kept smiling and thanking her.
Among the people in Yancun, her favorite is the Zhao family, they are so generous!
Not only is he generous, but he is also very talkative, polite, gentle, and makes people happy when he comes.
Zhao Liya chatted with Yu Gongcao's wife for a while, then smiled and said: "I have the shame to ask my wife for help this time. We have so much land in charge, and we are a little busy. We need an experienced accountant.
Mr. Cao Cao has a wide network and strong connections. I wonder if you can recommend one to us? After the work is completed, there will be a thank you gift. Naturally, the salary of this accountant will not be low, and it will not be different from those of other businesses and shops in the city. "
When Yu Gongcao's wife heard her praise that her husband was very proud, she agreed: "This shouldn't be difficult. When our master comes back, I will just tell him! I have news, and I will ask someone to bring it to you."
"Hey, thank you madam!"
"Haha, you're welcome! By the way," Mrs. Yu Gongcao rolled her eyes, looked outside subconsciously, and then lowered her voice and said, "I'm telling you something, you will know it after you hear it.
Don’t tell anyone about it outside, let alone what I said. In your sugar cane plantation, my master said that he vaguely heard Master Yin’s brother-in-law asking a few questions.”