The son-in-law of a prosperous family

"Lao Fang, if you don't want to speak directly, then don't say it. There's no need to make up stories to lie to us. I've been farming for so many years, and I've never heard of burning a brazier in the field." Someone sneered.

"Then you've never seen vegetables grown in a greenhouse before?"

This is true.

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it can't be done. I have lit a brazier in the field and everyone is watching. Why would I lie to you?"

Someone said: "I have seen it twice."

“I’ve seen it twice.”

Everyone believed Fang Dashan to some extent, mainly because the facts were right in front of them and they had no choice but to believe it.

Fang Dashan waved his hand and said, "Anyway, I have told you all the methods. You can believe it if you want. If you don't, forget it. Don't accuse me of hiding something from you in the future."

There was some suspicion in everyone's eyes. You looked at me, I looked at you, and we were all thinking about whether to grow vegetables in a greenhouse.

Some people want to plant, some people don't want to plant.

Those who want to plant it think that the cost is not high. They just need to buy some oilcloth, go up the mountain to cut some bamboo, and add some seeds. Even if they cannot grow it, they will not lose much.

But if it is grown, the benefits gained will be huge.

Vegetables are expensive in winter, so you can make a lot of money then.

The reason why those who don't want to farm is very simple is that they think it is impossible to grow crops and they don't want to waste their efforts. They are all experienced in farming and they still believe in themselves.

The reason why Fangda was able to survive in the mountains must be that he used other methods.

Everyone dispersed with different thoughts.

Soon, the village chief also learned about this matter. When he told his family about it, Tian Xiangwen immediately jumped out with an excited look on his face.

"Dad, why don't we grow some at home? Brother Chuan has already grown some, so it's always right to listen to Brother Chuan."

Tian Xiangwen is a die-hard fan of Zhao Yunchuan. Not only a die-hard fan, but also a brain-dead fan. In his opinion, as long as it is said by Brother Chuan, there is nothing wrong with it.

The village chief was a little hesitant. Emotionally, he believed in Zhao Yunchuan. He didn't know why, but he felt that Zhao Yunchuan was omnipotent.

But rationally, he couldn't understand why vegetables could survive by building a shed, when it wasn't much warmer inside.

So I'm still a little undecided now.

At this time, Tian Xiangwu also spoke up: "Dad, I also support building a greenhouse for vegetables. At most, we can go to the town to spend some money to buy oilcloth. What if, what if something grows?

Even if the crops don’t grow, we won’t lose much. We have the tarpaulin in our hands and can use it later.”

It’s no wonder that after being persuaded by Tian Xiangwu’s logical advice, the village chief immediately made the decision.

"Okay, tomorrow Xiang Wen will go to town to buy some tarpaulin, and then we can start growing vegetables in the greenhouse."

The village chief was full of hope.

For those who make a living from the fields, even if they can only grow some vegetables in winter, it can relieve a huge burden for them.

Then just give it a try. Failure is not a big deal.

"Mother, didn't you buy a piece of brown sugar a few days ago? Wrap it up. I'm going to the Fang family and ask Fang Dashan for advice."

Tian felt a little distressed, but didn't say anything and quickly wrapped up the brown sugar.

The village chief quickly arrived at Fang's house and explained his purpose.

Fang Dashan confiscated his generous gift, which was only a piece of brown sugar the size of a child's palm. This gift was really not light.

"There's really no trick. I've already said it before, light a brazier from time to time, but don't light too many. For a plot as big as mine, just one will do.

When the brazier is lit, it cannot emit black smoke. A little smoke is fine, but too much smoke will definitely choke the vegetables."

The village chief thought it made sense.

"What about setting up the shed? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

This question touches on Fang Dashan's expertise. At the beginning, Zhao Yunchuan only said to build a greenhouse, but he did not tell him how to build it. He figured it out step by step.

I have experience.

Speaking of this, Fang Dashan talked freely and without hiding anything. He told everything he could remember, and the village chief also took careful notes.

After that, Fang Dashan asked, "When are you going to put up the shed?"

"Tomorrow Xiang Wen will go to the city to buy oilcloth, and Xiang Wu and I will go to the mountain to cut bamboo. If nothing goes wrong, we will start building the shed the day after tomorrow."

"How about this, I'll go help you build it the day after tomorrow morning, and you can come and give me a hand in the afternoon. We're also planning to build a shed on another vegetable plot of ours.

I don’t know what’s wrong with Chuanzi, he doesn’t like eating meat, he only likes eating vegetables!”

Although he said words of disdain, he didn't mean any disdain at all.

The village chief couldn't help but feel a little envious. He wondered what good things Fang Dashan had done in his previous life to have such a good son-in-law in this life.

It's worth it.

"Okay, that's settled."

The village chief left after sitting for a while. He was not a talkative person, and Fang Dashan was even less so. After the two of them finished talking about business, they had nothing more to say.

They just sat there, staring at each other.

Very boring.

The village chief had not taken a few steps when he turned back.

"Anything else?"

"There's something I forgot to remind you. Keep an eye on your vegetables and don't let some shameless bastards ruin them."

People say that the villagers are simple.

In fact, there are good people and bad people everywhere. Most people are simple, but there are also a small number of people who are not good enough. Take Fang Dashan’s greenhouse vegetables today, for example. Some jealous people might want to eat them all.

Or there are some people who like to steal and there is a possibility of stealing.

In a word, you should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others.

Fang Dashan remembered this, and he built two nests at the door of the woodshed, filling them with scraps of cloth and some fur, which was very warm.

"Dahei and Dahuang, you should stay alert at night. If you hear bad guys' voices, shout. I will give you big bones to eat tomorrow."

He added: "The kind with meat." A little bit.

Yellow Apple and Black Currant immediately barked happily and wagged their tails happily. "Great, great! We can finally eat meat tomorrow."

They will definitely work hard tonight.

Unexpectedly, he really heard a dog barking at night. When Zhao Yunchuan chased out, he saw a figure running away in the moonlight. Without saying a word, he kicked the dog.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Dashan also came out.

He held a big iron pot in his hand and knocked it repeatedly with a spatula. This was almost a common practice in the village. They would start knocking the pot when they caught a thief, in order to alert the people around to be more careful.

After a while, several families living nearby were woken up.

"What's going on? Did you catch the thief?"

"I heard the sound coming from the Fang family."

"You're not letting me sleep at this hour, you damn thief! Let's go and take a look!"