Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 396 Taking Advantage

   "Three trees!" Zhou Dalang frowned, "This is too much, right?"

   "He only needs eight hundred wen," Lao Zhoutou felt too much, but it was the price he had polished for a long time, and muttered: "This bullock cart is almost catching up with a half-headed cow."

  Before it was just plowing, you can carry plows or other things on your back, so it’s okay that there is no ox cart, and the cows at home are easy.

   But now it’s time to harvest wheat. Of course, it’s better to have an ox cart.

  A bullock cart can be used for many years. If there is no accident, it may exist longer than a bull. From the wheel to the body, it is made of wood, so it is not cheap at all.

  Usually, carpenters in Dali Village are asked to drive an ox cart. In addition to two trees, they also need to pay about 1,000 yuan. The main reason is that it takes a long time to build an ox cart.

  Think carefully, maybe it will take two or three months, which is more time-consuming than building a plow.

  But not everyone can hit the plough, it's too fine to be hit by the carpenters in Dali Village.

  The reason why he was willing to give Lao Zhoutou so much cheaper this time, but only asked him for an extra tree, because he now has an ox cart in his hands.

  It was a business received before the disaster last year. The manual fee agreed by the two parties was 1,200 yuan. The wood sent was also very good, so the carpenter made it very carefully.

  Who knows that if someone was hit by a disaster, they couldn’t get so much money for a while, even if the carpenter said he was willing to take it on credit, he wouldn’t be willing to ask for it. Of course, the two trees were no longer needed by the other’s family, so they were given to the carpenter for nothing.

  The carpenter was so angry that he left the car at home.

  As soon as Man Bao brought the cow back, Lao Zhoutou remembered the incident, because the incident caused a lot of trouble in several nearby villages, and the two almost started fighting.

  So he knows very clearly.

  What a wooden ox cart...

  One thousand two hundred words of labor cost...

In the middle of Lao Zhoutou, I went to Dali Village two or three times when I was not so busy. After you came and I talked a few times, I finally reduced the money to 800 characters. Of course, the carpenter has to give him the car again. Polish it once and make sure it is better.

On the afternoon of the same day, Lao Zhou led Zhou Dalang up the mountain and found three good trees. The father and son chopped them and transported them down the mountain. The next morning, Qian took Xiao Qian and others to harvest the wheat, while Lao Zhou took them. With a few sons picking wood and oxen, they went to Dali Village to ask for an ox cart.

   Before noon, Lao Zhoutou took the ox and pulled the ox cart to the field, and the only people in the field that were harvesting were their home.

  Wait until the cow pulled a cart of Maizi back, the villagers knew that the old Zhou family had bought a car, and everyone stood and watched.

  Suddenly a sigh came from the noisy crowd, “Let’s get sickles at our house in the afternoon.”

   Someone said: "I think it will be sunny for several days. Wait a minute, the wheat ears will be more ripe."

   "It's all dark yellow, almost done. After harvesting the wheat, you have to plant seedlings."

As soon as these words came out, many villagers felt that their waists and backs were sore. This year was really busy and tiring. Every time I got busy, it was not as busy as the dark days and white nights. It was so easy to finish the work for a while, and I had less than two rests. The sky started to be busy again.

The villagers asked about the price of the car, and after watching the excitement, they would disperse. Once they retreated, they just saw Man Bao coming back with a small bookcase on his back. They couldn't help but smile and asked, "Man Bao, why did you come back from school? , Your small farm is going to be harvested too?"

   "Yes," Man Bao said, "Our husband is going to Daling to teach us in the afternoon, so I will come back for lunch first."

   "Manbao, the wheat seeds your Zhuangzi uses are also yours? I passed by yesterday and found that your wheat is much better than ours, and it is inseparable from yours."

  Man Bao gave him a melancholy smile.

  My mother said that, if you don’t want to answer the question, just laugh.

  The person who asked the question thought he had the answer and did not ask again.

  Lao Zhou’s house started, the villagers in Qili Village seemed to be stimulated, and most of them started to harvest.

  Master Bai’s house and Manbao’s little Zhuangzi are of course also together.

  Man Bao has never cut wheat in his own home, let alone in a small farm. Mr. Zhuang took them to class in the straw shed. During the break, they wore straw hats to pick up wheat ears in the field.

  Other benefits Mr. Zhuang did not see that when everyone had lunch and dinner together, Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang would never waste food anymore.

  As long as the steamed buns have been eaten, they will be eaten up, and they will not be eaten until they feel full.

  Mr. Zhuang was very satisfied. It seems that there are some advantages to having classes on the edge of the field.

After lunch, the four masters and apprentices sat on the board and chatted with each other. Bai Shanbao poured them a cup of tea. The four of them held the tea cup in one hand and propped up in the other, looking at the green and yellow intertwined fields with a pleasant expression. .

  At this time, the sun is a bit big. The day-time workers and long-time workers who have been invited to take a rest under the shade of the trees will have to go down in the afternoon before harvesting.

Mr. Zhuang squinted his eyes to feel the wind coming from the pavement, and became drowsy. Man Bao and the others felt sleepy. They put down the tea cup and squinted to sleep. When half awake and half asleep, Mr. Zhuang suddenly asked: "How do I sleep The wheat in your field is much better than that in Master Bai's field?"

  Man Bao moved his body and lay on his back, with his little belly flattened together, and hummed: "It's better."

Mr. Zhuang asked: "Why?"

  Mr. Zhuang asked this because he found that the wheat in the small farm was not only a little bit better than that in the land of Master Bai, but much better.

  At first, he hadn't found it yet, but the wheat ears picked up by the three children were placed in the straw shed. After a day or two, he could not help but see it.

  The heavy wheat ears were full. He thought that the workers in the Zhuangzi were not doing their best and had lost good wheat ears, but he went to the field and found that the other wheat ears were in good condition.

  It can be said that this is better than the kind of wheat ears they picked out of thousands of wheat ears as seeds.

  The day-harvest workers just think that the owner’s wheat grows well, which is a good harvest, but Mr. Zhuang can’t help but think more.

  Manbao and they planted 20 acres of winter wheat and divided them into several fields. The conditions of the wheat in these fields are similar. What does this mean?

   shows that these wheat harvests are very well-proportioned.

  If it were Dr. D, she would say that the genes of plants are very stable and can be promoted and reproduced on a large scale.

  Mr. Zhuang does not have such knowledge, but he also knows the truth.

  So today, he did not ask less about growing winter wheat, including how they prepared winter wheat in the past six months.

  But the three children just moved their mouths and made up their minds, and everything was done by hired workers.

  And what they do is the same as other farmers, there is nothing unusual. So Mr. Zhuang couldn't help asking them if they knew the reason for their good wheat harvest.

  Who knew that Man Bao gave the answer without even thinking about it, she said in a daze: "Because our seeds are so good."

  (End of this chapter)