Chapter 167

The Zhou family found that the beating sound from Zhou Dayuan's family tonight was even louder. Far away, they could hear Zhang's scolding children and the cry of dog eggs.

Xiao Qian is taking the children to string yam beans. When he hears that the movement over there is getting bigger and bigger, he can't help frowning, "what's the matter with sister-in-law Zhang? She's so angry tonight."

It's almost dark. Generally, everyone eats his evening food and is ready to go to bed at this time.

He sneered and said, "why else? It must be because our fourth uncle drew a good lot. You didn't see it today. As soon as the fourth uncle's bamboo stick was drawn out, she immediately turned blue. Daliang's family didn't say anything. She could be angry if she had nothing to do with his family."

Little Qian snorted, put the string of yam beans aside and said, "don't worry about her."

At least they did it, didn't they? She beat dissatisfaction, and finally she was angry with herself.

The Zhou family is very busy this year. They have no time to deal with such trivial things.

The stones in the homestead have been picked up and the grass roots have been dug out. The foundation can be dug tomorrow.

This year, the village has to cultivate 40 mu of wasteland for Chengding, so it is very busy.

He was too busy to pay attention to the digging of yams. Finally, man Bao asked his friends to dig up the mature yams and pick all the yam beans on the vine.

Although yams are a little small, they are still quite a lot. On Thursday, Lang rubbed his hands and ran excitedly to ask his mother, "Mom, am I going to pay off my debt?"

Qian raised his eyelids, looked at him and said, "well, it's almost done, but you haven't paid the two money for building the house."

Zhou Silang's excitement was relieved. He hung his head and said "Oh" and ran back to man Bao, "how do you sell this yam?"

"Sell fresh ones," man Bao said. "It's too bad to dry them and sell them to the medicine shop."

Zhou Silang felt a loss, so he rolled his sleeve and said, "I'll sell it myself, man Bao. You have to help me speak well in front of my parents."

On Friday, Lang was not happy and said, "I just stopped by when I went to sell ginger. Why do you want to go?"

"What do you know? I know a few friends and sell them faster. In addition, we should keep more seeds this year. Next year, we will choose a better fertile land to plant, and we will certainly reap more. What if our county can't eat so many yams at that time? Not to be shipped out? "

Man Bao was inspired and immediately said, "yes, I want to export. I also want to tell my father that we will keep more seeds this year and choose some fat and breathable fields next year."

On Friday Lang scratched his head and asked, "well, do we still have a share?"

"No more." Man Bao said, "that's not the land of the fourth brother, but the land of his family."

Man Bao knows that only what he grows on the ground he drives belongs to him.

Friday Lang immediately looked at Thursday Lang and asked, "fourth brother, what are you going to do with that wasteland?"

There is no need to think about the Ding Tian assigned by Zhou Silang. It belongs to the whole family. Unless the family is separated, the actual control will not come to Zhou Silang.

What really belongs to thurlang now is the land they worked together to open.

Zhou Silang turned his eyes and said, "I think planting ginger is better than planting yam."

On Friday, Lang agreed, "I think so."

Then they look at man Bao together.

Man Bao nodded seriously, "let's leave more ginger seeds this year."

Ginger doesn't worry about selling. Its shelf life is also very long. As long as it is buried in the sand, it won't be a problem to keep it for five or six months. It can also be dried into dry ginger and sold to the medicine shop. In short, they don't think they will lose money.

They also talked to old Zhou tou about this idea. Old Zhou tou smoked and thought, "yam and ginger look at making money, but they can't eat much at home. If people outside don't buy it one day, they'll hit it in their hands, so they still have to have a variety of food. I think the family will take out two mu of land to grow yam and then take out two Mu to grow ginger."

Old Zhou tou said, "I don't care about the two wastelands that Lao Si and Xi opened. You can toss about at will."

He said, "any of you who has the ability to open wasteland can plant it according to your own heart, but I put my words here. If you want to make wasteland, you must finish the work at home first."

As soon as these words came out, they meant to let them open up wasteland. The Zhou brothers were a little excited.

Especially Sanlang, he is the most incompetent of several adult brothers and earns the least. What he is good at is farming.

The harvest that can be planted is public, which can not be used as private money.

Different from the extra income of the big room and the second room, most of the private money of the third room was earned by Lang on Wednesday when he went to work at master Bai's house. Just last year and this year, he earned some extra money because he had to cook for the workers. Otherwise, he might not be able to get two or two pieces of money last time.

So as soon as Lao Zhou spoke, he wanted to open up a wasteland and plant some ginger himself. Maybe he could earn more next year.

He Shi thinks so, too.

But the seeds still have to be with man Baona.

As soon as the meeting was over, Lang went to man Bao on Wednesday and told her about it.

Man Bao had no problem at all. He answered, "OK, third brother, how much land do you want and how many seeds do you want?"

On Wednesday Lang thought, he couldn't get too much. There was still so much land to cultivate at home, so he said, "just open one, which is about the same as that of Shiro. In this way, there will be a lot of ginger planted at that time."

Man Bao said there was no problem. He patted his chest and said, "the third brother, go and choose the land. When you choose it, I'll help you open up wasteland."

On Wednesday, Lang was happy. He touched her cerebellar bag and said, "where can I use you?"

Zhou Silang's Dingtian needs to be reclaimed, and the Zhou family needs at least one laborer. Old Zhou tou sent Zhou Silang, which is his own land after all.

Then the other brothers, except the fifth and sixth, will stay at home to build houses.

Therefore, on Thursday, Lang still failed to completely take over the yam business, but he took Lang on Friday to the county and sold half of his yam.

Most of the rest is reserved for seeds, and the rest is sold by them.

But in the county town, there are not many people who really know yam and will eat it. The audience can't compare with ginger, so it's a little difficult to sell.

However, as long as we find the right customer base, the tour of Wulang and zhouliulang is still very smooth. The brothers can bring back five or six hundred Wen from the county every day.

On Wednesday Lang looked at it and became more determined to open up wasteland.

Even Zhou Dalang was a little excited and discussed with Xiao Qian to open a piece of land.

Little Qian said, "didn't the third say he wanted to open it? If you open it again, will all the work at home go to the second?"

Although Xiao Qian was also excited, he said, "Dad won't promise. All four are three years old. I think the third brother and sister will have another one. At that time, the stall at home will be too big to take care of. Wouldn't it be a waste?"