The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Chapter 1025 The Lazy and Bad Sister-in-Law of the Blessed Nongmen (20)

Fortunately, Cui Dazhuang was just joking, and after being twisted by his wife's ears, he forgot about it. At this moment, what he is more fond of talking about is Meng Jin's family's rice yield per mu.

"Meng Jin's two-acre field of rice is worth the output of my three-acre field. The yield per mu is probably four stones!"

This news, like a pair of wings, spread throughout Dawa Village in just one meal.

When Cui heard about it, she almost broke her job.

"It turned out to be true? How is this possible!"

She muttered, her face full of disbelief.

Cui Qiaoqiao frowned, she couldn't believe it, she still felt it was impossible.

If you are not diligent in farming, can you have a good harvest?
So, that woman has really become diligent?

But in her previous life, she was sold by that woman early to the Wang family as a child bride, and she never had the chance to go back to her mother's house until she died.

I only vaguely heard that the elder brother injured his leg while serving in the army, and the woman thought he was a burden, so she took away the family's money and ran away; the second brother became the son-in-law of the shopkeeper of the paper making shop in the town, and she never heard of the separation until she died .

Could it be that in this life, she insisted on separating the family as soon as she was reborn, driving that woman out of Old Cui's house, instead forcing her to work harder?
No matter what the reason was, she would never trust that woman again.

"Mother, it's only four stones. It's just one stone more than in previous years. This year is a good year, so why make a fuss about it. Anyway, I won't come to ask her for advice."

Now she has money in hand, and she has the money to sell delicacies, game, and medicinal materials. Not to mention a stone of grain, she can afford it for a hundred and eighty stones!
She will never forget the hatred in her previous life. In this life, that woman should be lucky that she didn't try to sell her, otherwise she would definitely make her look good!

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On the contrary, Xu Yin is in a very good mood recently.

Comrade Xiaojin of her family is too diligent, and keeps the house clean and tidy even with a cane.

When she came back from the fields, she had herbal tea to drink and ready-made meals to eat; she went to the dry land to harvest rapeseed, and he sat under the eaves with a stone mill to thresh the sun-dried rice.

When she got home, everything was packed.

As soon as she came back, dinner was served, and the washbasin and face towels were ready.

Xu Yin took the towel wrung from the cool well water and wiped her face, feeling relieved: Comrade Xiao Jin in this life is very much like Mr. Snail.

The rapeseeds are smashed and dried, and they are waiting in line to go to the oil mill to squeeze the oil.

However, Dawa Village does not have its own oil mill, and the equipment seems simple, and it costs a lot of money to buy it. Everyone carries rapeseed oil to the oil mill in the town to line up for oil extraction.

Xu Yin wanted to go with the villagers, mainly because she wanted to recognize the door of the oil mill.

"I'll go when my legs get better. There's still enough oil in the house." Cui Mengjin felt sorry for his wife and didn't let her run around town with a wheelbarrow alone.

Xu Yin pointed to the main room: "There is almost no place to pile up."

There is only one thatched hut in the family, and a bamboo curtain is hung to form a room and a living room. There is no warehouse.

Rapeseed is squeezed into oil, which saves some space.

However, she plans to bring back the rapeseed cake residue after oil extraction, and even wants to ask a few familiar companies to buy their vegetable cake residue.

Those families have a lot of land, and they grow a lot of rapeseed. They all start with two acres. There are probably several sacks of cake dregs squeezed out, and there is still no place to put them when they are pulled back. Don’t want it, and I feel distressed, rapeseed cake dregs What a good pig fattening feed!

"Ah Jin, it looks like we have to build a house. How about starting construction after your leg is healed?"

She calculated that it would not cost much to build three adobe houses.

It’s not that I don’t want to live in a brick and tile house, but I do as the Romans do. No one lives in a brick and tile house in the entire Dawa Village. Lizheng’s house is in the best condition, and it’s also an adobe house. The houses of the elders seem to be built of stones, with yellow mud on both sides. For houses made of earth and stone, most roofs are not thatched but tiles.

She plans to build a house like Lizheng's house.

There are many rivers and lakes in Dawa Village, and the mud in some areas is reddish brown, which is very suitable for adobe.

The wood is cut casually on the mountain, so adobe and wood do not cost money, and only tiles need to be bought.

But if you build a brick and tile house, not only the tiles cost money, but the green bricks for the three houses may cost dozens of taels. She now has less than 100 taels of silver on the surface, so it's better not to spend so much.

But she plans to find a time to find Lizheng and get the house site in front of the yard approved.

Homesteads are not expensive, much cheaper than fertile dry land. After all, they can only be used for building houses.

When I had enough money, I built a brand new brick house directly in front, and the adobe house was kept as a warehouse, surrounded by walls, wouldn't it become an independent compound?
If you are more affluent, you can buy the wild lake pond in front of you. Whether you want to raise fish and shrimp, or grow lotus root or lotus, you can open the door to your own lake, and you will feel refreshed when you think about it.

However, it is still too early to achieve these goals. It is practical to build adobe houses first and improve the cramped living environment.

The lady insisted on extracting oil, and she didn't allow him to follow her. Cui Mengjin could only obey, who made him a wounded patient!
Injured patients are not eligible to negotiate conditions.

However, he was not idle. Since he wanted to build a house, he had to make the adobe as soon as possible.

So, when Xu Yin went out, he sat in the backyard and knocked the lumps of soil, chopped the straw, smashed the lumps of soil into powder, chopped the straw into pieces, and cleaned out the wild boar hairs swept out of the pigsty for easy stirring.

Xu Yin pushed the wheelbarrow to the entrance of the village to join Goudanniang and her party.

Goudan Dad carried two baskets of rapeseed and other men and walked in front. Goudan Niang carried eggs and an embroidered handkerchief to the town to change oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and walked beside Xu Yin. Give it a push.

It takes more than half an hour to walk from the village to the town, and of course they chatted while walking.

Xu Yin learned from the women's conversations that the oil extraction rate of the oil mill in the town is very low. Rapeseed is an oil crop, and one mu of land can harvest almost two hundred catties of rapeseed. Forty pounds is not bad.

If you want to take back the leftover cake dregs, the oil mill will take five catties of oil as processing fees, and it would be good to have 35 catties in your hands in the end.

No one in Dawa Village raises pigs. One is that piglets are expensive, and the other is that someone has raised them before, but the pigs died of diarrhea before the Chinese New Year.

The investment is high, the risk is high, and unlike chickens and ducks, they can usually lay eggs. Only those who are full are willing to raise pigs, not to mention that they are not full.

Like this year so far, the weather is generally smooth. After the busy farming season, many people will eat a few full meals to recover their blood.If there is a disaster year, the grass roots and bark will be robbed, and raising pigs is equivalent to robbing people for food, so naturally they don't want to raise them.

However, even if someone raises pigs, they don’t know that rapeseed cakes can be fed to pigs. They think it’s useless to take them back, and they need to have oil-pressing equipment to squeeze the oil again.It would be better to leave it to the oil mill as a processing fee, so as to save a few catties of oil.

(End of this chapter)