Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

On the day after the Sickle Festival, each village begins to harvest early rice.

In every village, all men, women and children were mobilized.

In order to grab the harvest, Su Qingnao discussed it with the village owners and hired people from the villages outside Lianzhai to help with the harvest. Food and accommodation were included, three meals a day, and 25 coins a day.

I thought it was a lot of effort, but I didn't expect that my head was immediately snatched by the mountain people who came to work.

All villages were immediately filled with manpower.

Although there are many people here in Xingengzhai, they are also short of manpower. We also recruited a lot of people from outside.

In Xingenzhai, Su's father had not slept well for several days and was very excited.

Kaijian got up early that day, and went to Datongpu in person to call out people. After eating a big pot of rice with everyone, he went to the ground with the sickle in a hurry.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m impatient or because Master Pei lives at home.

Su's mother and Su Qingliu also had to help with cooking and arranging the millet drying, and they were very busy.

Su Qingyu took Master Pei and Manager Li to visit Xingenzhai, and then went to Baijiazhai next door.

Seeing the crowds of people on the hills, the yellow fields, and the rolling waves of rice, I couldn't help but feel excited.

How much food is this?

How many people can live?

What a political achievement this must be.

Thinking that Renzhou's granary would be full, Pei Nian was so excited that his hands were shaking.

Then I thought about the late rice I had bought from so many good fields and that I would have a good harvest in the near future, and my heart felt very full.

"Sir, these yields cannot be compared with the fertile land we bought in Renzhou City." Su Qingyu couldn't help but hit him.

Pei Nianhun didn't care: "I know, I know, but it's a miracle that the rice in the mountains can grow so well. And you are also planning to lead them to plant winter wheat. The yield of this acre is better than the ones we planted later. The ground is much better.”

After speaking, I kept calculating the output in my mind.

"Your Excellency, you can wait until I harvest the wheat next spring and then take a look. If it succeeds, we can also arrange to plant two crops of rice on the ground."

"Okay." Pei Nian was excited. One field has two crops. How much food is needed? The granary is almost full, right? I don’t know if we should build more granaries.

"Sir, aren't you worried?" Su Qingyu felt that she was quite suitable for the job of pouring cold water on others.

"worry about what?"

"I'm worried that the rice in your fields won't be harvested into your granary."

"Why can't you take it in?" Pei Nian looked at her suspiciously.

Manager Li on the side reacted quickly: "Who dares to move? I'm not afraid that Mr. Pei will chop off his hand!"

"Master Pei, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything on his own. If someone robs him..."

Pei Nian also reacted: "No one dares to move. I have sent people to patrol."

I'm afraid someone will steal the nightlife.

"What if Master Observer comes to ask for it?" You need to get vaccinated first.

"He..." Well, it's possible. Pei Nian was silent.

The food grown in the counties and towns of Renzhou is firstly afraid of hungry people, secondly afraid of mobs, and thirdly afraid of being forced to take it by officials from above. Su Qingyu was always worried.

Pei Nian can hold down the people below, but he has to listen to the orders from above.

The farmland was farmland with fertile soil. No matter how careless it was, the yield per acre was much higher than that of the mountainous land in the mountains that she carefully cared for. But Su Qingnao was afraid that it would not fall into her hands in the end.

Fetching water with a bamboo basket is a waste of time.

Pei Nian has interests related to her and owns more land than she does, so he needs to be reminded.

"Don't worry, my wife's dowry has been invested in it. If she doesn't survive, how can I live a good life?"

"I can rest assured that."

Although he said this, Su Qingyu was ready to send more people to patrol day and night. Just in case the distant water cannot dissolve the nearby fire.

Pei Nian stayed for two days and then went back.

He said that after drying the grain and transporting it to the foot of the mountain, he would order people to collect it.

Manager Li said that he would ask shopkeeper Ding to put up a sign for grain collection, and he would also collect some.

Su Qing agreed. He found the seeds, so he couldn't let his work go in vain.

After giving 20% ​​to Pei Nian and Ma Mingwen, the rest is enough for everyone to eat until next year.

If there is any surplus, some will be sold to Manager Li, and the mountain people can also get some money to improve their lives.

The early rice in Xingengzhai was harvested for seven consecutive days before the grains were returned to the warehouse.

The harvest in each village was almost completed at this time.

The mountain people who came to help cut the rice left reluctantly. Taking seven days' wages with him, he walked back in three steps. I am envious of the rice fields.

They also want rice fields like this.

I heard that many people have moved to the vicinity of the market town. I will discuss this with my family when I go back and see if they want to move here too.

Because of the careful care, the rice yield per mu reached about 400 kilograms. The amount of upland rice also exceeds 200 jins.

Su Qingyu was very surprised.

Father Su and Mother Su were even more happy: "We used to grow only about 400 kilograms of rice in the fertile fields in Qiaotou Village, but here in the mountains there are 400 kilograms of upland rice, and there are also 200 kilograms of upland rice. It's really good, really good."

Su Qingliu then smiled and said: "Mother, you don't know how much hard work Qinglao has put in. She poured fertilizers, dug ditches, drained water at night, drained water in the morning, and spread all kinds of insecticides, catching everyone. Accompany her in all kinds of troubles.”

"I didn't expect that my son is not only proficient in general affairs, but also a good businessman, and he is also better at farming than your father." Su's mother praised him repeatedly.

It seems that you really need to be able to read and write.

Seeing that Su's father has been farming all his life, Qingqing still can't speak clearly.

Father Su was also convinced.

Being belittled by Su's mother in various ways, she didn't care at all. I was so happy and excited that I didn't want to rest for a day. I took the people in the village to find a place to store food.

Except for the 20% of the grain Su Qingyu had handed over, she didn't plan to sell the rest.

They all plan to stock up.

Anyway, there are many caves in the mountains, which are good places to store food. There are places where food is stored.

When I met with the village owners, I found out that their yields per mu were about the same.

The village owners were all smiling. I have never seen so much food since the village was built. Now I really won’t be hungry anymore.

"It's better to be led by the president. Everyone asked us to bring something to the president, and this basket is full of stuff."

Su Qingnao took a look and saw that the village owners were all carrying baskets and filled with various things.

"It's so far away, and it's difficult for you to carry it even if you climb mountains and slopes."

"It's not okay if you don't carry it. Everyone is holding on to it and won't let it go."

Unable to resist the kindness, Su Qingyu put the things away.

He also calculated the output with each village owner, collected all the 20% of the grain that was handed in, transported it to the foot of the mountain, and notified the governor to transport it away.

After the 20% grain was handed over, each village still had a lot of surplus, and shopkeeper Ding also put up a sign to collect grain.

Su Qingyu will not interfere. Each village will decide for itself whether to sell or not to sell, and how much to sell, according to its own situation.

Shopkeeper Ding collected a lot of grain and shipped it out.

I specially brought something to thank Su Qingyu.

After harvesting the early rice, within a few days, Su Qingyu immediately made intensive arrangements for planting winter wheat.

After the wheat is planted in each village, it is time to pick autumn tea.

This time, autumn tea will no longer be harvested at home. Shopkeeper Ding has already announced the collection of fresh tea in the market town, and the price is the same as spring tea.

It turned out that the eight large pots in Baijiazhai were also moved to the backyard of Yongfenghao in the market town.

Su Qingyu’s family no longer collects tea, but this does not prevent her from organizing her people to go to the mountains to pick tea.

She has three mountains.

She didn't become a middleman and couldn't make a profit on the price difference, but as a tea farmer who mainly produces tea, she still made a lot of money from the sales.