When Zhang Xiaobao said those words, many ideas formed in his mind in an instant. He looked at Cherries's puzzled eyes and said, "Just the free-range farming alone takes a long time. I have to gather a lot of money in a short period of time. Listen to me. Go back and find a few servants and ask them to collect the rotten rice or wheat stalks.
Especially those piles of firewood used by the other people in the farmstead. The weather was fine, and it had rained earlier. The bottom of the pile of firewood must have rotted. They also wanted to dry it. You can just use money to collect it. You can give them money. Those things are not valuable. You can just give them as you see fit. You can collect them all and transport them to the worst piece of land behind my house, where you can take turns to rest and bury them.
Then find someone to catch earthworms. Yes, they are called earthworms. Throw them in and raise them. Also, get some feces. When it's almost night, you can do it yourself. You can also find someone to pick up the rotten fish and shrimp thrown away by others in the market. It's even better if there are river snails. Bring them all back and find an open space to dry. "
"Little Young Master, what are you going to do? Those fish can't be eaten anymore. " Cherries was confused. She felt that this little Young Master's thoughts could not be looked at with normal eyes.
"So stupid. Didn't we just talk about raising chickens? Of course, we will grind these things into powder and feed them to the chickens. At that time, our chickens will grow the fastest and lay the most eggs. There won't be any soft-shelled eggs." Zhang Xiaobao found that the most painful thing in life was that others could not understand you when you were talking. If this was his subordinate in the past, he would definitely be angered to death. Why didn't they open their shells?
"Oh, I understand. Little Young Master, you are really amazing. I don't know if it will work, but I think what you said is right. When the time comes, we will sell eggs. If the chickens don't lay eggs, we can still sell chickens. We don't have to pay for the things we pick up. It's a business without cost." Cherries felt that she had figured it out.
Zhang Xiaobao raised his hand and patted his forehead. He found that if he really let Cherries take charge alone, she was still too far away. Fortunately, he did not directly complain about Cherries. He felt that he did not take good care of his subordinates, so he could only patiently train them. He said to Cherries,
"My family doesn't sell eggs. I'm still keeping those eggs to make cakes. Otherwise, if you go and buy eggs, you'll lose a lot of money in the process. Wouldn't it be better if we keep that part of the profit? Why give it to others? The thing I asked Erniu's family to make can be used to make cakes. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. You'll have to learn bit by bit. "
"Yes, Young Master is indeed a demon. No, he is the reincarnation of an immortal. Everyone says so." Cherries flattered.
This made Zhang Xiaobao worried. It turned out that he and Wang Juan had already attracted the attention of others. There were even rumors of the reincarnation of a seductress. Who was it? Was it intentional or not? On this day, he still had to hide his actions. He had to waste a lot of energy. How much money could he earn with that energy? He had to investigate this matter thoroughly and think of a way to keep it quiet.
Everyone knew that the rafters that stuck out would rot first. What should he do? It was better to discuss with his mother. Who would harm his mother but not him. Of course, that Wu Meiniang who was already dead was an exception. That was the real demon.
"Young Master, is that all? Is there anything else? " Cherries saw that the Young Master didn't speak for a while and was a little scared. The Young Master's face was too gloomy. When an adult made such an expression, others would know that he was angry. When a child made such an expression, it was a little scary. Especially the child's eyes. As long as one looked into them, one would feel guilty. It was too pure and empty.
"Yes, there's something else. I want to ask you now. Who said that we are demons or demons?" Zhang Xiaobao didn't have a smile on his face at this time. Usually, he would use a baby face and a child's smile to talk to others.
"Young Master, what's wrong? It's, it's Little Seven. It's Little Seven who was chopping firewood in the kitchen. He said, he said that when he was taking firewood, he heard the master in the backyard saying that the Young Master is a demon. "Cherries was frightened.
"Little Seven? How long has he been working in my house? What did he do in the past? " Zhang Xiaobao didn't expect that the root of this matter was actually his father. Of course, he couldn't complain to his father. At that time, his father must have been talking to his mother. Why was Little Seven's ear so sharp? Why was his mouth so annoying?
He, Wang Juan, had been very careful, afraid that others would know too much. He had asked Erniu to keep it a secret and asked Cherries to keep it a secret and let others do the work. His mother was smart. It was fine if she knew, but if others knew, it would be troublesome. A tree that stood out in the forest would be destroyed by the wind; a beach higher than the shore would be swept away by the current. As a swindler, the most important thing was to hide. If a swindler was caught, what would the consequences be? He didn't expect that there would be internal problems.
Zhang Xiaobao considered all these and could only sigh. After all, this family was not built by him, and the quality of the people was too poor. The only thing he had to do now was to figure out Little Seven. If he deliberately spread the news, then there was only one result, death. If he didn't mean to, then he had to think of a way to tidy up Zhuangzi. This was troublesome. When he used these people, he couldn't order them around like an extension of his arm, but he couldn't always add to his troubles.
"Little Young Master, you said that you still have something to do. What do you want me to do?" Cherries asked.
"Oh, let's talk about serious matters. That, let me ask you. When the people in Zhuangzi and the Wang family finish eating the eggs, where do the eggshells go? After eating the chicken, where do the feathers go? " After all, Zhang Xiaobao wasn't someone who hadn't seen storms. He wouldn't let one thing affect the overall plan.
"Of course, they throw it away. It's the same in my house. They throw some away every day." The house that Cherries was talking about was Zhang Xiaobao's house.
"Throw it away? Really throw it away? Does that mean that those in the restaurants and restaurants are also thrown away? Good, that's great. Cherries, I'll give you a new task. Find someone else. You're too busy. Go and collect the things that are thrown away for me. " Zhang Xiaobao was very happy. These were all good things for making fodder. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know how to make down jackets and was afraid that the current cloth would leak, he could even make down jackets.
"Why are they all useless things that don't cost money?" Cherries said softly. She looked up and saw that the little young master was looking at her. She quickly said, "Okay, Little Young Master. I'll go back and arrange for people to collect the things you mentioned. Little Young Master, it's too hot here. Let's sit under the shade of a tree."
"En, that's good. This land is also my house, right? Why are you planting trees? " Zhang Xiaobao was led by Cherries to a big tree. He sat on a rock that was cushioned by Cherries and pointed to a forest in the distance.
"In reply to Little Young Master's question, this is Yongye Field. The people above told us to plant trees."
"Oh, is there this kind of awareness now? That's not right. I remember that in this era, it's destroying forests to build fields. "Zhang Xiaobao was a little confused.
Cherries also didn't understand what the little young master was talking about. She thought that the little young master was asking about the forest. She said, "These places are all mulberry trees. They have to hand in a lot of silk every year."
Xiaobao immediately understood. So it wasn't a simple forest. There had to be some sort of output, and it wasn't the output of wood processing. If that was the case, then he could use his brain in the forest.
Zhang Xiaobao began to carry out the next step of the plan. His brain was about to turn into paste. Especially that Little Seven, she was too hateful.
Wang Juan's mission was to observe the local customs. She was carried by Pomegranate and walked around. They walked and walked until they reached the small bridge outside Zhuangzi. After crossing this bridge, they were considered to be out of the Wang Family's and Zhangjia Zhuangzi's sphere of influence. Pomegranate didn't dare to walk. She carried Wang Juan and sat on a stool on the other side of the bridge. She pointed at the trickling water and said to Wang Juan, "Cuckoo, do you see this water? It's so cool. When you grow up, you can go down and play. "
Wang Juan didn't care if the water was cool or not. She wanted to hear other people talk about their daily lives, but the problem was that there was no one around. If she talked to Pomegranate, she might as well go home. She looked around and found a few black spots at the lower end of the river. She reached out and pointed in that direction and asked, "What's that?"
"That's a wild boy swimming." Of course, Shiliu saw it. Not only were the children from the two villages playing there, even some children from the other side of the bridge were there. They were having a water fight with their buttocks bare. She felt that it should not be seen by the young lady of the Wang family.
"I want to see." Wang Juan struggled hard in that direction, trying to escape from Pomegranate's embrace. Pomegranate patiently persuaded her. The result was needless to say. Wang Juan won. Pomegranate carried Wang Juan and walked over.
Wang Juan wanted to see the child's body condition. Did she have enough nutrition? Then she looked at the clothes on the shore. Was the family rich? Just as they were about to reach the place, a child suddenly ran over from the other side of the bridge and shouted to the other children in the water, "Go and see, the Great Philanthropist Song is here."
When the children heard this, they came out of the water and quickly put on their clothes. No matter which Zhuangzi it was, they all ran over there.
"What Great Philanthropist?" Wang Juan asked.
"Hey, someone is going to be fooled again. How can there be a Great Philanthropist? He is a liar. This liar Song is very good. He has deceived so many people, but there are still people who call him a Great Philanthropist. Let's go back. Otherwise, when he sees you, Cuckoo, he will also deceive you. We can't afford to offend him, but we can still hide. "Pomegranate sighed and called him a liar. She carried Wang Juan and was about to leave.
If it was something else, Wang Juan would really leave. When she heard that he was a Great Philanthropist and a liar, she suddenly smiled and said to Pomegranate, "What liar? He must be a Great Philanthropist. "
"Little girl, he is really a liar. Don't go there. It is said that once you see that person, you will be deceived." Pomegranate was scared.
"No, he must not be a liar. How can there be a liar in such a good place? Go, stop a child who hasn't run far. Ask him to go back to Zhuangzi and bring Xiao Bao here. When Xiao Bao comes, you can ask Xiao Bao. There is no such thing as a liar, there is no such thing as a good person." Wang Juan said with certainty.
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