The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mo Yan rolled her eyes and had an idea in her mind. She had always wanted to go deep into the mountains to see if she could find some precious medicinal materials. Last year, she went there once and met a pack of wolves that almost scared her to death. Now that she has a little flower, she can take it with her to strengthen her courage.

Then, Mo Yan told Mo Qingze about the fruit seedlings, but did not mention the matter about Li Xiu.

Mo Qingze was very happy to hear this, but there were a lot of things going on at the construction site, and he couldn't take care of the reclamation of the wasteland, so he gave Mo Yan a few words.

Mo Yan agreed with a smile. She couldn't make it in time for dinner, so she stayed at the construction site to eat.

The food on the construction site was good, but last night Xiaohua took back a small wild boar, which made it extra rich. The little wild boar was not that small, but after eighty or ninety people ate it, there was not much meat left in the pig.

Mo Yan left some for Xiaohua in a basin. This guy was very naughty and refused to eat other people's leftover meat and bones. He also fed it whole chickens at home.

Not long after the meal, Yang Bao came to the construction site in person to find Mo Yan, saying that the people who opened up Huangshan Mountain had already been found.

Mo Yan didn't expect it to be so fast and quickly thanked him. He learned that half-year-old children and women accounted for most of the work, and the labor force was only four or five, so he didn't mind it. Now that the farming is busy, it would be good to have four or five.

As for wages, they are also divided into three categories. Children are paid ten cents a day, mainly for clearing weeds and picking up stones; women are paid fifteen cents a day, mainly for digging grass roots and tree roots; and laborers are paid twenty-five cents a day, mainly for cutting down more trees. It was not easy to dig out the thick forest trees and dig out the big rocks buried in the ground.

The salary given by Mo Yan was already very high, and Yang Bao was very satisfied with it. This way he would have an explanation to those people when he went back, which would be a great thing to improve his prestige.

After agreeing to start construction at five o'clock tomorrow, Mo Yan sent Yang Bao away. Seeing that the sun was setting and Xiaohua had not come back yet, Mo Yan had no time to wait any longer, so she asked Mo Qingze to tell Xiaohua not to go up the mountain tomorrow.

Mo Qingze was amused when he heard this: "Is it possible that the little flower has become a spirit and can still understand human speech?"

Mo Yan said with a smile: "Whether you have become a spirit or not, won't dad know tomorrow?"

Mo Qingze only thought she was joking and didn't take it to heart. He thought he would have to stew a chicken on the stove tomorrow and hang the greedy little flower to prevent it from entering the mountain.

Early the next morning, Xiao Zhu transported the fruit seedlings to Mo's house.

These fruit seedlings are all wilted. Not only are the young leaves scorched, but the bark is also wrinkled. If they are not transplanted, they will die completely in three to five days at most.

Mo Yan didn't dare to delay, so she quickly dug a few big holes in the small vegetable garden with a shovel, buried the saplings in the holes, and poured some spiritual spring water before she felt relieved.

I originally wanted to put the fruit seedlings into the space, but due to the rich spiritual energy in the space and the rapid flow of time, I was afraid that the fruit seedlings would have set up camp in the space before the barren hills were cleared away. It would be a bit troublesome to transplant them out. This is how it is used now. If kept in spiritual spring water, even if it is left for ten days and a half, it will still live well.

Looking at these seedlings of different types, Mo Yan carefully distinguished them. Unfortunately, the tree species were too small and all looked the same. He could only distinguish grape, mangosteen and orange saplings.

Fortunately, there are many plants, as many as thousands. Even if there are only these three kinds, they are very good. We don't have to be like now, where we can't even buy fruit.

After the fruit seedlings were settled, Mo Yan hurried to Liuyang Village. Before reaching the construction site, Xiao Hua rushed over from a distance like a silver lightning bolt.

The person and the dog haven't seen each other for several days, but Mo Yan still misses it. She hugged its huge head for a while and was intimate, not to mention Xiao Hua, who was purring and wagging her big tail very fast. Mo Yan knocked him down several times and was severely punished by her. He must have knocked people down by now.

Not long after, Yang Bao also brought the villagers who were opening up wasteland to the construction site. They brought sickles, hoes and other tools themselves. Mo Yan didn’t hesitate. After a few simple words, he brought dozens of people to the construction site not far away. On a barren mountain.

The area of ​​​​this barren mountain is the smallest among the three barren mountains, only 40 to 50 acres. The main reason is that there are not many saplings sent by Xiao Zhu. 40 to 50 acres is more than enough to transplant a thousand saplings.