Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 291 Discussion

After the wheat is harvested and the land is plowed, the water can be released.

At noon, Shen Wenshan went home to cook.

After dinner, everyone went about their own business.

Ji Wenhe threshed the wheat for a while and then let the two brothers take over.

She looked towards the fields to the east. Shen Zhong had finished harvesting the wheat at home, and it was unknown how long it would take for their fields to be harvested.

Wait for Shen Rongshan to come back in the evening and tell him to help harvest the wheat. After harvesting the arable land, they can plant rice.

In the fields.

Shen Rongshan walked up to Shen Liang with a sickle in his hand: "Brother Liang."

He straightened up and said gratefully, "Please come and help me harvest the wheat."

She waved her hand, signaling him not to be polite: "Brother Liang, after the rice is planted, I would like to ask you, Uncle Shen, and Uncle Ping to help build the house."

He mentioned the price, which was the same as in town, but a few cents higher.

"Okay, I'll go there after I finish my work at home."

"There is one more thing." Shen Rongshan said while cutting rice, "My family wants to raise pigs, at least ten. I would like to invite you to come over, three or two taels a year."

Shen Liang paused with the sickle in his hand, turned his head and looked at him: "Rongshan, if you invite me, I am willing to go, but the price is too high."

"I have discussed this with Wen He. If you work harder in town, you can earn two taels a year. Raising pigs is hard work, so three taels is appropriate."

Raising pigs is very tiring, including cutting grass for the pigs, shoveling their excrement, cleaning the pigsty, etc.

"Rongshan, I can only earn two taels a year by finding two jobs in town. Your family is not doing well either, so I can't ask for that much. Just give me two taels."

Working at home, I don’t have to spend any money on food, drink or accommodation, and I can make a net profit of two taels a year.

No matter how you look at it, he's not losing money; the price is just too high.

Shen Rongshan was about to speak when he heard Miao Zhaodi shout, "Wen He, why are you here?"

"I came to see Brother Shen to talk to him about some land."

"It's in the back, go ahead."

"Hey." He responded and walked over, "Brother Liang, did Brother Shen tell you?"

Shen Liang raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyes: "Sister-in-law, he just told me that three taels is too expensive, two taels will do."

"Then let's put it this way." Ji Wenhe changed his words, "Two taels a year, and the other tael is the year-end dividend. This dividend may not be that much every year."

"If the sale is profitable, the dividend will go up. If the sale is not profitable, the dividend will go down. In any case, the dividend at the end of the year will not be less than 500 wen."

In this way, he will work harder to raise pigs, because if he sells more, he can get more dividends.

Shen Rongshan chimed in: "Brother Liang, stop shirking your responsibilities and pay according to the dividends."

Shen Liang hesitated for a moment, then nodded happily in agreement: "Okay, then where should you build your pigpen?"

Ji Wenhe replied: "Buy two pieces of wasteland, one for building a pigpen. The land has been bought. After the rice is planted and the grain is sold, build the pigpen first."

The wasteland is rectangular and covers a total area of ​​one acre.

She planned to fence off the two newly purchased wasteland in the middle and expand it into a square, raising pigs on one side and growing vegetables on the other.

"Okay, I'll go there after I finish my work at home." He would tell his parents when he got home in the evening that he didn't need to go to town anymore.

"Oh, Brother Shen, I want to help the village head harvest wheat tomorrow. I'll only help harvest the few plots of land our family bought. They will definitely harvest the plots we bought last. I don't know how long we'll have to wait."

"Yes, Rongshan." Shen Liang took over the conversation, "Don't come to help, go now, the head of the village has a lot of land, it's still early."

"Your family bought a lot of land this year, and some of you are busy, so hurry up and go. If my family finishes harvesting first, I will go and help your family harvest."

He urged a few more times.

Shen Rongshan put the wheat in a pile and said, "Brother Liang, I'm going back now."

"go quickly."

The two walked back and passed by Miao Zhaodi and greeted her.

"Wen He, go back first. I'll go talk to the head of the village."

"Okay, I'll go call Wenshan." One more person means more strength.

First, harvest the three plots of land at the foot of the mountain.

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"Oh! I'm so tired!" Ji Wenhe bent over, swinging his arms vertically, and walked slowly to the foot of the mountain on the north side.

"Come over and take a break." Wang Erfeng slumped down on the ground. "You guys helped to harvest six mu of land. Aunt Qin is so happy."

"There's nothing we can do. By the time they receive these plots of land, everyone will have almost finished planting the rice."

After the harvest, they have to prepare the land again, which takes two or three days, then add water and pull out the seedlings. They only start planting after the villagers have finished planting their rice.

Otherwise she wouldn't be willing to help.

Li Chunhong poured a bowl of water and handed it to her.

"Thank you Aunt Li, I brought some water."

"You're so hot, your face is like a red-hot iron."

Ji Wenhe raised his hand and patted his face, rolled up his sleeves, and spoke weakly: "It's too hot, I'm afraid I'll get heatstroke."

With a face scarf on my face, it was even more uncomfortable to breathe in the hot weather.

But you can't not wear it because the sunlight will reflect onto your face. The men in the village don't wear it, and many of them have their faces sunburned.

Shen Rongshan was even more so. He was afraid of heat and worked quickly. In less than an hour, he was completely wet, as if he had just come out of the water.

She called to the east, "Brother Shen, come over and have some water."

Several people nearby looked over.

Lan Qiuhua said: "Rongshan is really capable and very strong."

Ji Wenhe forced a smile. She had no strength left and didn't want to talk. She just wanted to lie down.

"Hey, Sanniang is here." Li Chunhong motioned for them to look over. "How come she brought the baby out in such hot weather?"

When she came closer, Wang Erfeng asked, "Sanniang, why did you take the child out? It's very hot outside."

"It's hotter at home, but it's cooler at the foot of the mountain. Have you all eaten?"

She was walking around the foot of the mountain with her children, and when she saw them sitting here, she came over to talk to them.

"Not yet. The child has gone back to cook. We are resting here and waiting for them to bring the meal over."

Her family member Shen Qingdai went back to cook.

Zhao Sanniang looked at the field and said, "My family just finished their meal."

She asked Shen Ping to take a rest before going back to work in the fields, but he came to harvest wheat right after dinner.

Li Chunhong patted the seat beside her and said, "Sanniang, sit down and talk."

"Hey." She walked over and sat down, fanning the child with the fan in her hand.

Ji Wenhe asked: "Aunt Zhao, what's the child's name? Did you ask Uncle Qingyang to name it?"

"Yes, Shen Zhengming. I think it sounds nice. It's better than the name we came up with ourselves."

Neither of them could read, and therefore could not come up with a nice name.

Zhao Sanniang laughed and said, "Your uncle Ping insisted on giving him a cheap name, saying it would be easier to raise him, and called him Er Gou, Goudan, or something like that, but I didn't agree."

Fortunately I didn’t agree, Ergou, Goudan is so ugly.

"If the child passes the imperial examination, becomes a scholar, or becomes an official, he will be laughed at by his colleagues, so he cannot be given a vulgar name."

When they have children in the future, they will never allow Shen Rongshan and others to give their children cheap names.