"Okay, I've seen this tractor, so I'll go back first. However, I have an idea here. You can rent the tractor. If anyone really wants to use it, how much can you pay for it at a time? In this way, you can get some input and pay back the money owed by the tractor earlier."

Chen Xiangyang was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and said seriously.

"I will consider this, thank you for the village party secretary." Mu Xiu smiled and said.

When Chen Xiangyang walked out of the Mushui home gate, the villagers who had been around the outside and had not dispersed began to talk in a silence.

Everyone's meaning is to use a tractor inside and outside. Chen Xiangyang explained it to everyone, and then said the price of diesel and the need to pay rent for farming and tractors.

The villagers in the crowd immediately cursed, some scolded Mushui for being ungrateful, some scolded Mushui for being jealous of money, and some scolded Mushui for being unkind.

Chen Xiangyang saw that everyone became less and less sensible. Just as he was about to say a few words, the door of Mushui's house suddenly opened from the inside.

Mu Xiaocao rushed out and said loudly to the dissatisfied villagers: "You should accumulate some virtue in your words. What do you mean by saying these words?"

"Yeah, it's not interesting. Your family is so rich, why do you have to worry about this little diesel fee?"

"That's right, I'll be able to see others live better. I pretended to be a little bit like a little bit. I really don't think others were hungry, so I'll be generous and let us use the tractor for free."

"You are not from our village anymore when the married girl splashes water. Why are you talking about standing there? "

Mu Xiaocao was so angry that her nose was about to be crooked by these people's arguments. She was not good at theory. Mu Xiu had discovered it a long time ago. Mu Xiaocao always stopped at the slightest point, and then lost after arguing...

"No one's money is blown by the wind. I think the village party secretary said it very clearly just now. My tractor was bought by borrowing money. If everyone really wants to use a tractor, why don't they go out and borrow money to buy it yourself? And why did my father be ungrateful? Who has ever had a kindness to my family? If there is anyone here, stand up and say, as long as I can tell, my tractor will be lent to anyone for use, and everything is free!"

Mu Xiu saw Mu Xiaocao fall into a disadvantage, so she stood up and said righteously.

After Mu Xiu finished speaking, these people became speechless.

"You are all very idle, are you? You quickly dispersed and went home." Chen Xiangyang sternly said to these people.

Chen Xiangyang spoke, and the villagers left reluctantly.

After all these people left, Mu Xiaocao said angrily to Mu Xiu: "Xiu, these people are so hateful."

"It's nothing. Sister, don't bother with these people. If you are so angry, no one will take care of you." Mu Xiu comforted Mu Xiaocao and said.

"I'm so angry that I can't stand others better every day."

"Sister, you have to think that they are jealous. Some people want them to get angry, but they won't go."

Mu Xiu's words made Mu Xiaocao laugh, while Zhou Shuilian said to Mu Xiu absentmindedly: "Xiu, you should make money quickly and return the money to the old couple next door, otherwise I will always feel a little uneasy."

Mu Xiu suddenly looked dark. She felt that she had really dug a big hole for herself...

"Huh? Xiu, where did you get this vermicelli?" Looking at the pork stewed vermicelli that Mu Xiu was making, Mu Xiaocao couldn't help but point at the vermicelli in surprise and said.

"I bought it in the provincial capital." Mu Xiu cut the sour radish he made and added it to it.

"There are still people in the provincial capital who eat this? How much does it cost?" Mu Xiaocao asked in surprise.

"50 cents per pound, sister, no one wants sweet potatoes per pound and 2 cents. It's so valuable to make vermicelli. Let's make vermicelli to sell in the future!" Mu Xiu looked at Mu Xiaocao tentatively.

"You think this vermicelli is easy to make. Someone in our village used to know how to make it. Now that the person is gone, I haven't seen this vermicelli for a long time. I didn't expect that the price will be good when sold."

Mu Xiaocao muttered, then she stretched her head out the door and shouted at Zhou Shuilian: "Mom, come here quickly."

Zhou Shuilian was feeding pigs in the backyard. When she heard Mu Xiaocao call her, she poured the pig food into the basin and rushed over in a hurry.

"Xiaocao, what's wrong?"

"Mom, look at the vermicelli made by Xiu. I remember that Li Laosan's father could make it in the village before, but can he still make it?" Mu Xiaocao pointed to the pork vermicelli that Mu Xiu was stewing.

"Tsk, vermicelli! I haven't eaten it for many years. Li Lao San's father is gone. Li Lao San's brothers have three, but they all think it's too troublesome to make vermicelli, so they didn't make it. Why, are they starting to make it?" Zhou Shuilian was also a little surprised when she saw the vermicelli.

"No, this is what Xiu bought from the provincial capital, 50 cents per pound. If we know how to make this ourselves, there are so many sweet potatoes at home, so we can make a lot of them." Mu Xiaocao expressed his thoughts.

"Do it yourself? Are you able to do it or I can do it? Show, do you able to do it?" Zhou Shuilian looked at Mu Xiaocao with some amusement.

"Mom, I can do it." Mu Xiu looked at the two of them and said seriously.

It turned out that on the way back, she calculated carefully that there were more than 1,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes at home, and it was a waste to put them there. It would be better to make them into sweet potato vermicelli for sale. Anyway, there are diesel oil now. After all, if the sweet potatoes at home are processed into sweet potato vermicelli, the diesel fee will probably make dozens of dollars.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiu not only began to feel depressed, but fortunately she had something to pawn, otherwise she would have to rely on dozens of dollars to the west to one or two hundred dollars. Then when would she live her current life... But this also caused trouble. Who knew that Mu Shui actually met that old couple again...

"Ah?" Zhou Shuilian couldn't help but widen her eyes when she heard Mu Xiu's words, looking disbelief.

"I said Xiu, when did you learn how to make sweet potato vermicelli? This sweet potato vermicelli is so troublesome. I have seen Li Laosan's father make it before, so I won't talk about other steps. Even when I finally made vermicelli, I couldn't even make it without any skills." Zhou Shuilian asked Mu Xiu after being surprised.

"Mom, Xiu said she could do it, she would definitely do it. You don't trust your daughter so much!" Mu Xiaocao was not surprised at all, because Mu Xiu loved reading and had strong hands-on ability, and Mu Xiu had never said big talk before, so she would definitely do it.

"Then show, teach us how to make it together. There are sweet potatoes at home, and it's a pity to feed the pigs. Just make them into vermicelli and sell them!" Zhou Shuilian suggested.

"I can't do it, I can't teach you..." Mu Xiu said.
Chapter completed!