The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

He couldn't say in front of so many people that he came here for two handfuls of mint leaves for cooking, as that would really prove that he was idle every day. In any case, he had to describe this trip as a business trip.

"My Lord, please go up there and take a look. The sugarcane there is growing well."

Wan Lianxing said with a smile: "I understand now. The older ones are at the bottom, while the young and strong ones are going up the mountain. This is the division of labor, right?"

"It's almost the same as what the Marquis said."

Wan Lianxing felt much more comfortable when he saw these women without veils. People finally stopped suspecting that he was a pervert who robbed women everywhere.

An old man said, "My Lord, you haven't said who can work in the sugar industry."

Wan Lianxing smiled warmly: "I told you, anyone can go."

The old man said, "My Lord, do you think I can go too?"

Wan Lianxing saw at a glance that the man had a leg disease, and said, "You can go up the mountain to cut sugarcane, so you can do that job. But it's not too hard for you to work at your age."

The old man said, "Why should I work so hard? I was born to have a hard life. I started working when I was a few years old. I am afraid that there will be so many people with good arms and legs by then, what should I do if they don't want me?"

Wan Lianxing said: "It's not that picky, as long as you can endure the hardship and are willing to work, it's fine."

The old man said: "I am afraid that they will despise me because I am old and my legs are not good."

Wan Lianxing said: "If there really is someone who is restraining us like this, you go find me." In fact, Wan Lianxing wanted to ask them to find Yan Qilian, but these people treated him like a rare animal, as if they wanted him to say something confident to calm them down. So he had no choice but to stand up. It was time for him to clear his name.

Everybody expressed that they were not afraid of hard work. Wan Lianxing was very satisfied with everybody's high enthusiasm. As long as people were not afraid of hard work and fatigue, they would not have to worry about food and drink. What he was afraid of was those people who were lazy and only cared about eating and drinking.

Just when Wan Lianxing thought that the issue had passed, a child crisply said, "Grandpa Hou, can I go to work in the sugar factory?"

Wan Lianxing wanted to tell the child that his surname was Wan, not Hou. The child had a big head and a thin neck, and it was obvious that he was not getting enough to eat or drink.

Wan Lianxing looked at the child's big watery eyes and said, "Of course you can't go. You are too young. Go when you grow up."

The child said, "I can work. I have the strength."

Wan Lianxing looked at the child's frighteningly thin wrist and said patiently, "You should learn to read and write at your age."

The child smiled and said, "I don't need to read, and I don't need to know how to read."

"Oh?"

"No one in our village can read." The child smiled innocently.

Wan Lianxing looked at the people here and said, "Can't you read?" He couldn't believe it.

The old man and his wife, the middle-aged men and women, the young boys, and these ignorant children, every one of them shook their heads.

Everyone looked at Wan Lianxing's changing expression and felt uneasy, "My Lord, is the sugar factory hiring people who can read?"

Wan Lianxing forced a smile and said, "It's just ordinary labor. You don't need to know how to read or write. Don't be nervous."

Everyone was delighted when they heard this. They gathered around Wan Lianxing and said, "Lord, didn't you come to see how the sugarcane is growing? Come with us and take a look. The sugarcane is growing very well. Thanks to the rain you prayed for, it saved us. In just three days, the sugarcane has grown a full circle."

Wan Lianxing: “Hehe.” He really wanted to say that it had nothing to do with him whether it was going to rain that day or not. Even if he had just gained a good reputation for nothing, he couldn’t say that. The main reason here was that Huang Chenming had “far-sightedness”.

"My Lord, go up and take a look."

The people were so enthusiastic that Wan Lianxing was in a dilemma and had to follow everyone up the mountain with a serious face.

Wan Lianxing looked at the bundles of sugarcane and said, "You guys did all this."

"Yes, sir, I am waiting for the sugar factory to be built so that I can exchange it for money."

Wan Lianxing asked, "Did you grow this sugarcane?"

"It's wild, there's no need to grow it. No one wanted it in the past, but now that we hear it can be sold for money, everyone is rushing to cut it down."

Wan Lianxing looked down at the sugarcanes on the ground, bent down and picked up a very thin one and said, "Listen carefully, no matter whether it is wild or cultivated, don't cut down the thin and small ones. Raise them up and then exchange them for money. Don't kill them all because they are not cultivated by you. We should not be impatient for quick success and instant benefits. We want you to keep exchanging money for a long time, not just for this one time."

"Understood, understood. If we encounter a smaller one next time, we'll keep it and come back when it's grown up."

Wan Lianxing nodded. It seemed that everyone knew the situation. As long as they knew the situation, there was no need for him to preach here.

You can still meet villagers as you go up the mountain, but these are not the people on this mountain that Wan Lianxing and the others saw.

Wan Lianxing asked: "Are there many people coming to the mountain to cut sugarcane?"

One person said, "There are too many. People from several nearby villages have gone out to occupy the surrounding mountains. Who can sit at home at this time? The more trees we chop, the better."

Wan Lianxing said: "If you want to make money in the long run, you must ensure that there is sugarcane all year round."

An old man said, "My Lord, we have all studied it. If sugar cane can make money, we can find a job in a sugar factory. In addition to growing food for our own consumption, we will grow sugar cane on our land."

Wan Lianxing said, "It would be fine if we plant more sweet potatoes. There is a sweet potato flour factory near the South City Tower."

The old man said, "My Lord, can that thing be sold?"

Wan Lianxing smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about who to sell to, as long as you have sweet potatoes in your hands."

The old man said, "My Lord, that sweet potato flour is not very useful."

Wan Lianxing said: "Don't worry, old man. I will find the right person to help us sell sweet potato noodles in Fengying." He has already chosen this person, Boss Qian, who can sell anything and has connections to sell anything, so as long as he has the stuff, it will be fine.

The old man said, "If that's the case, we can plant some sweet potatoes. If the factory doesn't buy them, we can eat them ourselves. We have to eat sweet potatoes anyway."

Wan Lianxing asked, "Uncle, you live on sweet potatoes all year round?"

The old man smiled and said, "I have been eating grain since I was a child, but I have only eaten grain a few times in my life. It's not that this place is bad, it just doesn't produce grain." This place is not good. The old man thinks it is good because several generations of his people have lived here, and they are attached to this land and have deep feelings for it.

Wan Lianxing said, "The old man used the sweet potatoes to exchange for money to buy food."

The old man's cloudy eyes also brightened up, and he smiled and said, "That's great, but I don't know if I will have this blessing."

Wan Lianxing said: "We will definitely be able to provide food for everyone in the future."

"Really?"