A few days later, in late August, the western wilderness entered its hottest stage, with fourteen hours of sunshine a day and temperatures reaching forty degrees Celsius at noon.
After lunch, Chen Xing and Ye Yangbai Liu braved the scorching sun and came to the red berry planting area near the water station. The former was wearing a peaked cap, and the latter was holding a small flower umbrella, looking like he was taking a walk in the afternoon.
"Boss, it just rained a few days ago, and the berry seedlings are growing very well. It is estimated that the first season of fruits will be harvested before winter." Radish said cheerfully.
"Not bad, not bad." Chen Xing looked at a large group of red berry trees that were half a man tall and slowly moving in front of him, and nodded in praise.
"What kind of tree is that?" Yeyang Bailiu asked curiously, pointing to several orange-red saplings two meters high on the outside of the group of trees.
"That's the Fire Cloud Tree. The fruit can produce fire. If you throw it a few times, it can kill the white dog." Carrot said proudly.
Although the former's wording was very vulgar, the smart eldest lady of the Ye Yang family still understood it. "Fire" means burning, and "white dog" should refer to a corpse-eating dog.
"If everything goes well, how much harvest do you estimate this year?" Chen Xing asked Luobo.
"Hmm..." Radish counted on his fingers and replied, "There are more than a thousand trees here, and they can produce at least two thousand kilograms of fruit."
"How much can it be sold for?" Chen Xing looked at Ye Yang Bailiu, who replied, "More than four hundred gold coins."
"Why is it just so little?" Chen Xing said with some surprise.
"This is last year's price, and it fluctuates every year." Ye Yangbailiu added.
"Two seasons a year, not bad." Carrot said with two fingers on his hands, "Wait for next year, get more people for me, and I can produce five or six tons in one season. Excluding labor and freight, it will not be enough to feed a large number of farmers in one year. He said, there is still a small profit of one thousand."
Chen Xing thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, that's right..." For a squad leader like him, his annual salary is less than three hundred gold coins. Planting red berries can not only feed dozens of families, but also make money, which is already very good.
After patrolling for a while, Chen Xing and Ye Yang Bailiu were about to leave, but Luobo caught up with them and blocked Chen Xing's path.
"Boss..." Luobo had a smile on his face, rubbed his hands and asked Chen Xing, "Can you make arrangements for my wife's affairs?" Then he pointed in the direction of the water station, "Well... I think that Li Rou is good. She has a big butt and is easy to give birth to. Can you introduce her to me as your daughter-in-law? I will definitely treat her well."
Chen Xing smiled, stepped forward and patted Luo Luo on the shoulder, saying, "Okay, you have to work hard. I will introduce it to you when the results are obtained."
"That's great!" Luo Bao's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly, "I will definitely do it well!"
After leaving the planting area, Ye Yang Bailiu came over and bumped Chen Xing with his shoulder. The latter staggered as he was hit, and asked unhappily, "What are you doing?"
"Do you really want to introduce Li Rou to him?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked with a smile.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Chen Xing asked.
"I don't think Li Rou may agree." Ye Yang Bailiu said.
"Why don't you agree? I think radish is very good. I can earn more than two hundred gold coins in a year and there is no danger." Chen Xing said.
On the Red Earth Continent, the annual income of low-level mercenaries is less than two hundred gold coins, and the work of licking blood on the blade is unknown today. As for the waiters in the restaurant, their annual income is less than eighty gold coins. They work early in the morning and work late at night, and they are still extremely poor. In Chen Xing's opinion, Radish's conditions are pretty good.
"Women don't just care about money." Ye Yang Bailiu glanced at Chen Xing and said.
"Then what else should we look at, looks, education, status, family?" Chen Xing asked.
"Let me think about it..." Ye Yang Bai Liu put his hands behind his back and walked forward, thinking at the same time. After a while, she suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "None of this is necessary, but at least two people can communicate. Chat and talk, otherwise it would be boring."
"Like us?" Chen Xing asked with a grin.
"Begging for a beating!" Ye Yang Bailiu was startled at first, then his face turned red, and he raised his hand, pretending to hit him.
Chen Xing quickly dodged to avoid being hit, and then said with a smile, "No more, no more..." and then changed the subject, "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"
"Where to eat and what to eat?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked expressionlessly.
"Whatever you want to eat at the water station restaurant." Chen Xing replied.
"Captain, you are so generous!" Ye Yang Bailiu sighed in a pretentious manner. They eat at the water station restaurant every day, so why treat them? However, strictly speaking, it was Chen Xing who was inviting people to dinner, but he only invited them every day.
"I cook myself." Chen Xing said. The word "personally" is said very strongly for emphasis.
"You?" Ye Yang Bailiu crossed his arms and looked unbelieving, "Can you cook?"
"You'll know after you eat it." Chen Xing said confidently. He is a third-generation man, and his cooking skills are comparable to those of a master chef. He has not been too busy recently, so he just wants to show off his skills.
When he returned to the underground water station, he went directly to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and got busy. The cooks didn't expect that the camp commander could cook, so they all whispered to each other and started talking.
"What are you doing, captain?" "Cooking~" "Captain used to be a cook, right? He chops vegetables so finely." "Look at this posture, you are an expert."
Due to limited ingredients in marginal areas, Chen Xing only made one dish - farm stew.
Marinate canned meat and smoked pork legs with onions, ginger, garlic, five-spice powder, etc., then stir-fry until the surface is golden brown. Then add water, add dried chilies, star anise, cinnamon, soy sauce, sugar and other seasonings, cook for half an hour, then add cut corn, chunky potatoes and fresh mushrooms.
About two hours later, a pot of hot, fragrant corn, mushroom and potato stew came out.
"Can this thing be eaten?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked uncertainly. Although it smells delicious, there is everything in the pot, and it is so messy that it is not flattering.
"You'll know if you try it," Chen Xing said.
"What if I have diarrhea?" Ye Yang Bailiu questioned.
"Then don't eat it." Chen Xing said angrily. He had been busy for more than two hours and still disliked him.
Ye Yang Bailiu hesitated for a moment, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a small piece, and put it into his mouth.
"Yeah!" As soon as he took a bite, Ye Yang Bailiu's eyes lit up. The piece of meat has a rich aroma, slightly sweet and spicy taste, and is very delicious.
"How's it going? Is it okay?" Chen Xing asked with a smile.
Yeyang Bailiu didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to pick up another piece. After eating, she put down her chopsticks, looked at Chen Xing, and said seriously, "Captain Chen Xing, your cooking is delicious and deserves praise."
"Do you want to eat it every day in the future?" Chen Xing asked seductively.
"I want to." Ye Yang Bailiu said simply.
"Then it depends on your performance." Chen Xing said meaningfully.
Ye Yang Bailiu rolled his eyes at him, said nothing, and continued to eat.
