Although Zhang Qingxiang always talks little, he is attentive.
Things in the vegetable shed are complicated and messy. Although Chen Jiao is capable, she is still a woman. She gets a little panicked when things get too much. Zhang Qingxiang is silently helping him deal with the aftermath of many things that cannot be taken into consideration.
Many times, Chen Jiao realized belatedly that Zhang Qingxiang had helped her fill a lot of loopholes, but he did not show credit for it or show off.
Last winter, when he was weeding, he discovered an unknown white bug on the cucumber leaves. He checked all the melon seedlings and found that such bugs had appeared on a few leaves.
At that time, Chen Jiao was busy contacting purchasers in the city and was too tired to move her legs every day. Zhang Qingxiang didn't want to worry about her, so he didn't tell her for the time being.
I went to the Xinhua Bookstore in the city and bought a few books on vegetable growing.
Because he couldn't read much, he took candies and coaxed the children in the village to read to him.
He studied slowly according to the instructions in the book, and then went to a neighboring village to ask an experienced vegetable grower for advice. He also learned about pest control and watering and fertilizing techniques.
It was a surprise to suppress this wave of pests before they spread.
Chen Jiao realized later that by the time she found some yellow leaves and white bugs, the disease was almost cured.
Later, the sister-in-law in the village told her that her son ran to her vegetable shed when he had nothing to do. It turned out that he was there to eat sweets and help Zhang Qingxiang study.
Chen Jiao later asked Zhang Qingxiang, and Zhang Qingxiang nodded lightly.
Chen Jiao asked him, you have done so much, why didn't you tell me?
He said naively: "What do you have to say? I work for you, isn't this all part of my job?"
Cheng Xiang also joked to him: "Brother Qingxiang, when a cat sees a mouse, it chases it and plays with it instead of catching it. It waits until it sees its owner coming and then catches it in front of the owner. Do you know why? ?"
Zhang Qingxiang shook his head blankly.
Cheng Xiang smiled and said: "Because you have to do your work where the boss can see it, and the boss will be grateful to you." This is the first workplace rule respected by future generations of professionals.
But after hearing this, this honest man smiled naively and said, "What are you doing to those vain people?"
Look, no matter what era you are in, sincerity is always a must-win.
The Lai Si that Zhang Qingxiang was talking about now was a bachelor in the village and a notorious lazy man. When his parents were still alive, they caught up with the land allocation policy and were allotted 2 acres of silt land. Later, his parents passed away one after another.
He was idle all day long, eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. He planted crops and paid no attention to anything. He ignored the insects and weeds and let the wind and rain take their course. All year round, the food harvested was enough to fill his stomach.
Chen Jiao thinks she can give it a try. For such a person, the land in his hands is a waste. If he rents out the land without planting it, he can still make money every year. Wouldn't he be happy?
Deciding at that moment, Cheng Xiang and Chen Jiao went to Lai Si's fields for a walk.
The advantage of this land is that it is not far from Chen Jiao’s current greenhouse, with a straight line of 200 meters, so it will be easier to manage when planted in the future.
Moreover, the geology is good, it is silt land, but it is a pity for this land. At a glance, the wheat in the field is sparse, yellow and wilted. Compared with the wheat that is green in other people's houses next to it, it is simply miserable.
Although Cheng Xiang didn't understand crops, he could see that the wheat growth in this area was really poor, so he couldn't help but laugh: "Can there be a harvest?"
Chen Jiao said: "Other people can harvest 500 catties from one acre of land, but if he can harvest 100 catties, that's pretty good."
"Is the yield per mu only 500 kilograms?" Cheng wanted to know that the yield per mu in this era could not be compared with that in later generations, but he did not expect the gap to be so big.
As far as she knows, the wheat yield per mu in later generations has reached nearly 1,000 kilograms. It is not a big lie to say that technology changes life.
"500 kilograms is considered very good. It takes a family to take care of it early and come home late to achieve such a high yield." Chen Jiao said solemnly.
Cheng Xiang nodded: "Believe me, it will get better and better in the future."
The two of them looked at it for a while and felt that this land was indeed very suitable. However, wheat is currently being planted in the land. Although there is little growth, would he be willing to rent the land out now and let you destroy the seedlings and replant them?
Chen Jiao had such worries. Cheng thought about it and said, "Since we are renting land, this is an inevitable problem. We can negotiate with him and pay him additional compensation based on the yield per mu of wheat for this season."
Chen Jiao nodded: "I'll talk to him first."
The two agreed, Chen Jiao went to Lai Si to discuss, and Cheng Xiang was responsible for making an agreement. Although people nowadays are not strong in contract spirit, having an agreement is more reliable than empty talk.
Unexpectedly, the land rental matter actually went smoothly.
When Lai Si heard that someone was offering to rent land at 50 yuan per mu, he was overjoyed. Spring was about to start, and the wheat would be pollinated and filled. At this time of year, other families would work in shifts. He saw the two acres of land. I'm so worried that I have a headache.
Sometimes I just divert some water from the canal to make do with the work, and sometimes I don't water at all. I kowtow to the Stove Lord every day, hoping for some rain from the sky to water the ground for him.
Now Chen Jiao came to see him, and he agreed without thinking too much. He just looked at the price on the agreement, pressed his fingerprints, and took the money.
Chen Jiao said to him: "Then we will hoe the wheat in the field and plant it instead."
He waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's up to you, it's up to you, sow whatever you like."
After successfully obtaining the land, Chen Jiao and Cheng Xiang went to the drug dealer recommended by Dr. Zhong.
The drug dealer's surname was Shang, and he lived in a small courtyard house in the east district of the city.
I heard that Dr. Zhong introduced them, and he entertained them warmly.
After listening to their questions, he looked at the two women in front of him with some inquiry. One was bright and charming, like a rich and delicate flower, and the other was simple, kind and unpretentious.
He was very curious about them and asked, "Why did you think of growing medicinal herbs?"
Chen Jiao turned her head silently and looked at Cheng Xiang.
Cheng Xiang smiled slightly and said: "I want to develop a career of my own."
A disdainful smile flashed in Mr. Shang's eyes: "It's not easy for a woman to have a career, so it's better to stay at home and raise her husband and children."
Cheng Xiang felt displeased, but still smiled politely: "Nothing in this world is easy? Women may not have the only option of caring for their husbands and raising children. If a woman is serious, she may not do worse than a man."
Mr. Shang seemed to be amused by her words: "You are not old, but you are very articulate. It is better for women to be softer. Miss Cheng is so beautiful and delicate, why not find a good family and enjoy happiness?"
These words completely wiped out Cheng Xiang's patience. I'm here to ask you a fucking question. Why are you trying to tell me that men are superior to women?
Cheng Xiang sneered impatiently: "The Qing Dynasty has been dead for nearly a hundred years, and women's foot bindings have been untied. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shang's pedantic thoughts were wrapped tightly and not loosened at all."
