From Xu Genbao, Jiang Zhi learned one more thing.
Previously, Xujia Village had released news that it wanted to buy building materials, but except for the arrival of traders selling pigs and cattle, there was no definite news about anything else.
Jiang Zhi thought it was a price issue. After all, Xujiacun was very poor.
Only now do I know that it was the Wang family who was behind this.
The Wang family made a statement in Lihua Town, saying that the business in the village belonged to them and no one else was allowed to compete.
In a society of acquaintances, there are some rules.
As soon as these words came out, the Wang family was really under control, and it was difficult for the nearby traders who had wood to come to Xujia Village.
Jiang Zhi was very angry, but she didn't say much in front of Wang Xiaoju.
She had just been kicked out of her natal family, and now she was speaking ill of her natal family in front of her.
Human beings are not like grass and trees, they are related by blood.
Even if it is hatred, he cannot let others insult him in the face. Jiang Zhi is not a hatred transfer device.
So, she just said calmly: "Let's just think of other ways!"
Wang Xiaoju's cheeks were now blushing, she was ashamed and ashamed, and she wanted to get under the table.
Seeing that Jiang Zhi no longer mentioned the Wang family, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look.
Zhang Juntou received Jiang Zhi happily.
He didn't get much money from those poor gangsters.
He was only beaten once, and after receiving five taels of tea money from the Wang family and giving it to the soldiers below, he was released.
Fortunately, the gift package Song Lizheng prepared for himself was good, so he didn't waste his efforts on beating people.
Because the director of the pavilion in charge of Lihua Town died on the night of the war, he has not been elected yet.
Song Li was acting on a temporary basis. Although he had already registered his name in the county government, Magistrate Zhang said that it would take a year of inspection before he could officially join the post.
Zhang Juntou doesn't care about this aspect, but it is always good to mention his name and say a few good words in front of Magistrate Zhang.
Seeing Jiang Zhi at this time, Zhang Juntou smiled and said: "Village Chief Jiang, is the food in the fields going to be harvested again?"
He also wants to divide the dozens of acres of land that Jiang Zhi is currently cultivating.
Zhang Juntou got some points from the first crop of green grains, and some points from the second crop of corn and sweet potatoes.
Jiang Zhi smiled: "I won't forget it. I just don't know how to use my mosquito coil. Is anyone asking?"
Zhang Juntou chuckled: "Some people ask, but the more people ask, the less they buy!"
Ever since Jiang Zhi gave him some mosquito coils last time, he lit them when he was patrolling the road overnight.
If anyone asks about mosquito coils, by the way, if you want to buy them, you can sell them, anyway, there is a commission.
Hearing that there were many questions but few sales, Jiang Zhi nodded, don't worry about this.
I can barely supply the Huo family's sales. Without raw materials, I can't even think about adding new sales this year.
Zhang Juntou's side is full of flowing water, and it's always a good thing if someone comes along and asks!
Zhang Juntou knew that Jiang Zhi usually lived in the mountains and never went to the Sanbao Hall for anything. He must have something to say this time.
Sure enough, when Jiang Zhi asked about the public security situation in the surrounding villages, Zhang Juntou said, "Of all the destroyed villages along the road, except for your Xujia Village, which is already stable, the other villages are still in chaos.
If you haven't eaten your last meal, why are you making quilts? Don't go. We can only go into the mountains, there are a few villages that are okay.
There are two people in my camp who are from the mountains. I will ask them to take those people there in a few days! "
Zhang Juntou couldn't remember Xu Genbao's name. Anyway, village chief Jiang asked him to find a village, so he just pointed to any village.
Jiang Zhi knew that Zhang Juntou's praise of Xujiacun was true, and he didn't mean to tell it to him.
Passers-by know that many villages along the official road have been harmed by war.
The village chiefs of other villages are also trying their best to resettle the victims, but some things are beyond their capabilities. They need money but no money, and they need people but no one. Everyone is suffering.
Xujiacun here borrows food and pays wages, so everyone can live in peace of mind, and there is an inspection station without worrying about public security. It is mutually beneficial.
After getting the news from Zhang Juntou, Jiang Zhi told Xu Genbao's family when he came back.
At this time, Jiang Zhi's new quilt was also ready. Wang Xiaoju and Xu Genbao did not rest, but continued to help their elder brother and sister-in-law to gin cotton flowers, trying to restore the brotherhood hurt by their previous mistakes.
Knowing that Zhang Juntou agreed to let people from the inspection camp take him there, the family was overjoyed.
Although Liu and Xu Genyou also hated the couple for causing their family to be almost robbed, they still hoped to take the right path. Now that they are willing to endure hardships and correct themselves, they will give them a chance.
In addition, Xu Genbao's land was still taken care of by his eldest brother Xu Genyou. This time a lease was established, and the rent to be paid was quite a penny.
Liu's pension was mediated by Jiang Zhi. One of the brothers contributed food and the other paid, so no one suffered.
So, a few days later, when the two sergeants in the inspection camp were on vacation, Xu Genbao picked up his luggage and cotton bow and cotton thread, took Wang Xiaoju with him, and left the child behind to go into the mountains.
Time flies by. After a few rains, it’s time to harvest the second crop of corns in Jiangzhi.
At this time, the rice in the fields also turned yellow, and everything was golden.
Now that the harvest is about to begin, everyone has sharpened their knives for cutting rice and corn stalks, but this year there has been a lot of rain.
God seemed to be joking. It had been overcast with clouds for more than ten days. It was wet everywhere and there was not even a breath of wind.
After finally waiting for the leaves to dry a little, it rained just as I was about to go to work in the fields, which made my heart feel cold.
Looking at the increasingly drooping ears of rice and corn sticks, Tian Gui and Xu Genyou were so anxious that they ran into the fields several times a day.
Now harvesting grain is a matter of competing with the weather. If we don't collect it quickly, the rice and corn will sprout on the poles.
Xu Errui stepped on the muddy water with bare feet and ran on the mountain road with a bamboo hat on his head. He needed to discuss with his mother what to do.
He has been guarding the village these days, collecting grain whenever there is a suitable time.
However, it rains constantly, and if you harvest them quickly and have nowhere to dry them, they will germinate faster than on the pole.
Each house is a shack, and apart from the warehouse and the drying shed outside, there is no dry place to protect them from the rain.
As long as the wet food is piled up overnight, it will heat up and germinate, and the food will be scrapped. How can people not be anxious?
On the mountain, Jiang Zhi is not idle either. There are also many things that need to be done up there.
It’s time to harvest the rice in the terraced fields.
And because it is a hybrid rice seed, special attention needs to be paid to drying during harvesting, otherwise it will affect the germination rate next year.
So it could only be dried using a kang.
This was not comparable to ordinary food. In order to prevent accidents, Jiang Zhi did not dare to sleep and kept turning it all night long.
The cotton on the slopes also needed to be harvested. Although the last batch of cotton bolls had not yet bloomed, the temperature in the mountains was cooling down quickly, so Xiao Manye and Chunfeng did not dare to keep them, so they plucked them all.
The whole cotton stalks are piled in clusters at the foot of the cliff where they can shelter from the rain. They will slowly bloom in the wind.
Xu Dazhu placed bamboo sieves everywhere in his home, with cotton hanging inside to dry.
In order to get this cotton, one person needs to occupy a hand. When it rains, he quickly takes it back. When the rain stops, he quickly takes it out to blow the air, and the cycle starts again.
There is little land in the mountains, but it is better to find a way, but the crops at the bottom of the mountains are really worrying. Not only Xu Gen is worried about them, but Jiang Zhi is also worried.
This is not as simple as a hundred and eighty kilograms on the mountain. There are not only dozens of acres of corn below the mountain, but also more than ten acres of rice!
