Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

In order to prevent any of the servants from being dissatisfied with him, and the number of people selected was not enough to be fifty, the extra twenty people were considered as preparations.

Jinyu learned that Yan Xia only hired forty villagers, so he selected ten more people, making up exactly 200 people.

After calculating the price, sixty people needed a total of two hundred taels of silver.

This amount of money can't even buy a house with a better location in Shuangqiao Town, but it can buy so many people.

All they signed were death contracts.

Yan Xia was a little sad after hearing this.

The poor have been the least valuable since ancient times, just like the leeks, one crop after another, this batch is cut, and the next batch grows again.

Fortunately, these people were bought by her family.

Not to mention how good she is to them, as long as they all do their jobs, work honestly, and don't betray her, she will never beat or scold them, and will ensure that they have enough to eat every day.

It can be regarded as a disguised form of food and clothing.

6 month 15 number.

All rice seeds have been planted.

The villagers and servants have already moved into simple wooden houses. The men live on the left and the women live on the right. They do not sleep together, and they are all in Datongbu.

The loser is summer.

Yan Xia would not dare to do this in Qiu Qiu.

If the board is leaking air, people will suffer from frostbite.

The food for two hundred people was enough to fill two rooms.

There are brown rice, rice, gray flour, white flour, corn and so on.

The staple food is changed every day.

I also bought six pigs and raised them next to the wooden house and surrounded them with fences.

Kill one every ten days.

Not only pigs, but also twenty or thirty chickens.

The food is absolutely nothing to say.

Not to mention these servants, even the forty villagers have never had such a good meal at home.

You can eat staple food as much as you want, and you can eat as much as you want. When you have free time, you can dig vegetables and mushrooms from the surrounding mountains. At this time of year, the mountains are full of treasures.

There is no need to buy vegetables at all except meat.

Fix two vegetables and one meat every day.

The meaty one is an egg.

Yan Xia bought three large baskets.

Chickens are eaten once every five days and two are killed at a time.

Either stew mushrooms or boil noodles in soup. Everyone has a big bowl of shredded chicken noodles.

Not to mention how fragrant it is.

In the small river next to the rice fields, Yan Xia also released many fish fry.

When they first started planting rice, these people wondered why it was different from their own planting methods and why the paddy fields were not irrigated.

The bold villagers ran to ask Yan Xia, and Yan Xia casually made up a reason, saying that the yield of upland rice bought from other places was greater than that of rice.

The villagers didn't believe it, but they didn't say anything. After all, it wasn't their field.

Just plant it.

Why do you care so much?

With the injection of 200 people, this area has gained a lot of popularity.

The house where Manager Bai used to live has long been bulldozed.

Jinyu asked people to build a house here according to Yan Xia's instructions.

It is arranged according to the specifications of the three-entry yard.

By August 15th, the rice will be harvested. Once it matures in two months, the second batch of autumn rice can be planted. By October, the temperature has dropped, and we can no longer live in wooden houses.

The house was probably built by then.

When the time comes, let the servants who farm the land live in the house.

With a two-month gap, we should be able to buy forty more people.

Villagers must not be allowed to know the true yield of high-yielding rice seeds.

When planting the second batch, villagers will no longer be needed.

Yan Xia plans to send them home in early August.

After all the rice seeds were planted, Yan Xia left with Jin Yu relieved.

"Jinyu, please remember to choose a capable manager. I won't be here during these days. As for you, come and see you when you are not busy."

"Okay, Miss Xia."

At noon, the weather was a bit sultry.

Yan Xia did not sit in the carriage, but drove with Jin Yu.

The breeze was blowing, and it was quite pleasant to chat with each other.

It was not yet evening when we returned to town.

"You drive back first. I'll go to the next street to eat some sour noodles. Tell them they don't have to cook for me tonight. I'll take a walk back after eating the sour noodles. It's time to take a walk."

"Okay, I'll leave first. Sister Xiaoxia, please come back soon."

"Uh-huh."

Yan Xia jumped off the carriage and left without looking back.

She loses her appetite when the weather gets hot.

I don’t want to eat stir-fried rice.

There is an old couple in Shuangqiao Town who start selling sour noodles in early June. I heard that this is an old craft passed down from ancestors to generations.

The noodles are very chewy, and the highlight is the sour soup, which is cold, slightly salty, sweet and spicy, and paired with a refreshing fruity sour taste.

It was delicious, very much like modern cold noodles.

Even a hundred times better than cold noodles.

After all, the ingredients are fresh, and there is no technical fuss from the seasonings to the staple food.

It was not yet time for dinner, and when Yan Xia arrived, only two of the six seats were left.

"Aunt Xiu, let's have a bowl of sour noodles. If you want a big bowl, add a braised egg."

"Oh, isn't this Shopkeeper Yan? He came early today."

It's only mid-June, and Yan Xia has already eaten it three times.

It proves how much she loves to eat.

"Isn't it? I haven't eaten enough at noon. If I come for lunch, I'm afraid there won't be any seats. Aunt Xiu, your sour noodles are so delicious. I have no appetite at all in summer, but I can't forget this sour noodles. No wonder Your business is good."

Yan Xia is a regular customer, so she is very familiar with the stall owner when chatting with him.

"Yes, I'm afraid of the heat in the summer, so I like to eat something cold. My sour soup is made with well water. It's cool. It's a good way to relieve the heat. Come on, Shopkeeper Yan, your sour noodles are ready."

Aunt Xiu serves the food very quickly.

The sour soup is ready-made, and the noodles are cooked in advance. You just need to put it into the sour soup, cut a braised egg, add some seasonings, and then serve it to the guests.

Yan Xia took the chopsticks and took a sip of the sour soup first.

That bite was simply wonderful.

The heat in my body dissipated instantly.

I don’t know why this year, it’s extremely hot. It’s much hotter than last summer.

In mid-June, it shouldn't be so hot.

The restaurant was not open yet, so Yan Xia originally wanted to sell food.

But looking at the hot weather, she felt that business would not be much better.

The bowl of sour noodles was finished quickly.

Yan Xia paid and walked to the river to eat.

She recalled that when she went to night markets in modern times, the most popular foods sold in summer were cold noodles, cold noodles, spicy hotpot, and cold pot skewers.

None of these are difficult.

If you sell it in a restaurant and add ice powder, wouldn't you be able to make another profit? When the weather gets cold, hot pot will return.

As the next six months pass, the restaurant will be empty.

When she goes back tonight, she will talk to Jin Lu.

With an idea in mind, Yan Xia walked faster.

People by the river have started cooking one after another.

The aroma of various meals floated in the air, but unfortunately Yan Xia was already full.

Not only am I not hungry, I am also a little tired.

She was going to go back through the alley and take a shortcut.

But before entering the alley, I saw a man and a woman making love to each other in the alley.

She wanted to go another way, but when she turned around, Yan Xia looked at the man's face.

Isn't this the fiancé of Bai Lizheng's youngest daughter? ?

I'll do it! !