Fangzheng said, "It's fine. They ate too much and have nothing to do. By the way, Patron Song, are there many such plots in the village? "
Dog Song was taken aback. Why was Fangzheng asking this?
At that moment, Wang Yougui slapped his thigh and jumped up. He said with a laugh, "Haha! Dog Song, you have finally helped. The puddle you mentioned was an old river in the past. It's more than a meter high, and machines can't enter it. However, that paddy isn't small. And if I remember correctly, almost every village has a similar plot of land, right? "
Dog Song scratched his head. "Ah … Yes … Why … Aiyah, holy sh * t! Isn't this work!? "
Fangzheng and Wang Yougui laughed in unison.
The people of One Finger Village were definitely not lazy. If it were any other time, everyone could do the work themselves, but it was different now. As long as the villagers had nothing to do, they would practice their bamboo carving skills. At the very least, every family would have at least one person learning it. After all, there was an endless supply of Frost Bamboo. It didn't destroy the natural environment while earning money. There was nothing better than this …
Now, with the help of Monkey, Fatty, and Jing Yulong, One Finger Village had gradually made a name for itself. Regardless of whether tourists came or not, there were merchants who came to purchase them. According to the quality of the carvings, they were divided into different grades. The prices offered also varied. However, regardless, it was something to practice their skills. Even if they didn't sell it, they would just throw it away. Everyone was naturally willing to spend more time carving. Firstly, it was to earn money, and secondly, it was to practice their skills.
Therefore, if they had the time to harvest the paddy in the river bank, they might as well carve something good and sell it.
As for the wheat hands they knew in the past, they were all from the nearby villages. Now that everyone's lives were getting better, not many people were willing to come out to work. Most of them helped out of friendship and earned some money for cigarettes and alcohol. Therefore …
Wang Yougui immediately got up and chased after Zhou Zishan and company. After explaining the situation, the few of them immediately shed tears of gratitude as they thanked him profusely.
"Don't be in a rush to thank us. Go take a look at the fields first. The mud in the river bank is rather thick. It's not easy to work on it, "said Wang Yougui.
Zhou Zishan and the others had no objections. "It's fine as long as there's work."
Fangzheng looked at Zhou Zishan and company and sighed inwardly. Last year, Fangzheng was so poor that he could barely eat. But this year, he no longer needed to worry about food. Fangzheng suddenly had a thought. If there came a day when he could help the world, how much merit would that be? However, Fangzheng only thought about it. Help the world? How difficult would it be? That was definitely not something that could be achieved with money and power. Only a small portion of people were poor because of reality, natural disasters, and diseases. Most of the time, it was poverty in the spirit. What's the use of giving a lazy person, a gambling addict, no matter how much money you give him? On the contrary, not only were there no benefits, but there were also disadvantages.
By the time Wang Yougui finished thinking, everyone had already left the village and arrived near the river. Sure enough, as Wang Yougui had said, the river was very muddy. Every step they took left a deep muddy imprint. The muddy mud was up to their ankles, and each step they took was deep and shallow. It was very strenuous to walk.
However, Zhou Zishan and company did not mind. On the contrary, their eyes lit up like a young man seeing his bride.
Zhou Zishan said, "Village Chief, we can do this!"
Wang Yougui said, "As long as you are willing to do it, it's fine. I'll talk to the owner of this land. It won't be a problem for you to do it. As for the price, I'll have to discuss it with them. "
"Village Chief, you are a good person. We can talk about the money when the time comes. Let's get to work first," said Zhou Zishan with a smile.
Zhou Ziyuan smiled as well. "It's been a while since I've worked. I can finally work without holding back. Brother, I'll go down and give it a try."
As he spoke, Zhou Zishan put down the luggage on his back and walked into the river with a sickle in hand. When he stepped down, his ankles were buried in the mud. Not only did Zhou Zishan not mind, he even laughed. "Hehe, the mud is quite deep."
Wang Yougui was taken aback when he heard that Fangzheng did not even ask for the price and started working first. While he was stunned, Zhou Ziheng also jumped into the mud. Following that, Zhou Zishan brandished his sickle and charged towards the paddy fields. As he walked, he said with a smile, "Second Brother, let's see who's faster! I'll take over this land! "
"Punk, you want to compete with me? I'll give you an acre of land! "said Zhou Ziyuan with a smile.
"Come on, let's see who's afraid of who!" As Zhou Ziheng spoke, he bent his back to work.
When Wang Yougui saw this, he had nothing else to say. He hurriedly returned to the village to negotiate the price with the owner of the land.
Before leaving, Fangzheng asked, "Patron Wang, how much are you prepared to pay?"
Wang Yougui thought for a moment and said, "In the past, we usually pay seventy yuan per acre. In the past two years, the price has increased. It'll be a hundred at most. Now, our village doesn't lack that bit of money. Those fellows have earned quite a bit from their rural tourism. These are pitiful people, so give them a little more. A hundred yuan per acre for each person. "
Fangzheng did not know the market, but he believed in Wang Yougui's character and ability. If he said a hundred yuan per acre, it definitely wouldn't be a problem. He still had that bit of prestige.
The moment Wang Yougui left, Fangzheng turned his head and saw that Shen Aijia and Ma Jingru did not mind the dirt on the ground. They quickly cut down the messy weeds and moved them away, creating an empty space. They tore open the simple tent and stuffed the blanket inside before laying it flat. The pots, bowls, ladles, and kettles were all set up so that the two little fellows could stay inside to rest or sleep.
Fangzheng walked over and asked, "Patrons, what are you doing?"
Shen Aijia blushed slightly. She said somewhat embarrassedly, "It is getting late. The river is so muddy, and it is hard to walk. I'm afraid we won't be able to clear it all today. We'll stay here tonight and continue tomorrow morning. We should be able to collect everything in two days. "
Fangzheng was taken aback. Stay here? Living in a place like this in the middle of nowhere?
Now, it was already Cold Dew. Northeast China was not like North China. North China was just starting to get cold, but after Cold Dew in Northeast China, once a gust of cold wind came, there would even be frost on the ground. That kind of cold was not something a tent could withstand.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Patrons, there's no need for that. There are many places to stay in One Finger Village. "
"Venerable One, there's no need. We are dirty, so we won't be staying there. It's quite good for us to stay here. We have been doing this the entire time. It's convenient for us to work. " Zhou Jingru shook her head like a rattle drum. Although there was a yearning for a huge house deep in her eyes, when she glanced at the distant fields and the three brothers who were wielding sickles and working hard to harvest the paddy, she finally said such a thing.
At that moment, the little girl tugged at the corner of Zhou Jingru's clothes and said, "Second Aunt, I want to live in a clean house. It's cold here."
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