The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Generally, fruit trees will bloom in the second year, but they rarely bear fruit, and even if they do, they are not good fruits. Although there is spiritual spring water, the fruit produced will be very good, but the fruit trees will bear fruit before they are fully grown, which will affect the growth and development of the fruit trees.

"Well, it's settled then!" Liu Tinglan agreed with a smile.

The two walked around for a while and then went to Tong's house, intending to ask about the fruit seedlings.

Uncle Tong was sitting in the room weaving bamboo baskets. When he saw his little boss, he quickly stood up.

"Uncle Tong, please sit down quickly. You are not an outsider. Why are you being so polite?"

Mo Yan quickly stopped him. Uncle Tong was in poor health and had little strength in his legs and feet. He would easily fall down when standing like this.

Uncle Tong knew his situation and didn't insist. He just let Mo Yan sit wherever he wanted.

Mo Yan sat on the pony and didn't see Aunt Tong and Xiao Qing, so she asked, "Where are Aunt Tong and Xiao Qing?"

Uncle Tong lowered his head to weave a bamboo basket and replied: "There are some weeds growing in another orchard, and my mother-in-law went to weed them."

Mo Yan nodded, "Are there a lot of weeds? If Aunt Tong is too busy, I will find someone to help. Xiao Qing is still young, so don't tire him out."

I've been busy at home these days, but I haven't had time to go see another mountain.

Uncle Tong smiled gratefully at her: "Not much, it just rained a few days ago and a few bushes grew, so my mother and I were busy."

When Mo Yan heard this, she said nothing. Seeing that the bamboo baskets made by Uncle Tong were very fine and solid, she asked curiously: "Uncle Tong, how much can this basket be sold for?"

"One can sell for four or five bucks!" Uncle Tong smiled extremely satisfied.

Liu Tinglan then asked: "How many can you make in one day?"

Uncle Tong didn't know Liu Tinglan. Seeing that her clothes were unusual, he replied with some restraint: "As for Miss, I can make two in a day."

Liu Tinglan counted on her fingers and found that she only earned ten cents for a day's work. After a month, it was only two to three hundred cents, which was not enough for her to buy a box of balm.

"Why don't you sell such a good bamboo basket at a higher price?"

Uncle Tong's eyes widened: "It's good if you can sell it for four or five cents. No one will want it no matter how expensive it is."

The villagers don't know how to weave baskets, and the ones who know how to buy baskets are the ones used by merchants to load goods. It is common for villagers to weave baskets and sell them when they have nothing to do. There are many people selling them, so they are not worth the money. The baskets he weaves can be sold for four or five cents, because the baskets are strong and durable.

Liu Tinglan didn't know this, she just felt that it was difficult for Uncle Tong to earn some money. Thinking about how much she spends no less than ten taels of silver on clothes and jewelry every month, even though her father has a lot of salary every month and the family shop also has some income, but now it looks like it is really a waste.

Not long after, Aunt Tong came back with a hoe and her grandson Xiaoqing.

Mo Yan asked about the fruit seedlings, and Aunt Tong explained it in detail. It's August now, which is not the peak period for insect pests on fruit seedlings. You can just weed and water the fruit regularly.

Aunt Tong gradually figured out the habits of many fruit seedlings, and she also explained them clearly to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction, secretly happy that she had found a talent like Aunt Tong, which saved her a lot of trouble.

It was already evening when I left Mother Tong's house. When I was going down the mountain, I happened to meet Xiao Hua who came back from the mountain.

Xiaohua has a bad temper. There are many people at home today. In order to prevent it from being hurt by some ignorant children, Mo Yan drove it to the mountains early in the morning.

As soon as Xiaohua saw her, she rushed over, opened her mouth, and spat out a fluffy ball.