Feng Jiachong is now having a new look. The old man who is doing needlework under the big soapberry tree in the mouth is not the amount of food collected in the fields, nor where the child works, but who has gone to which city, and who calls to report the good news to me, how much money he earns in a month.

Feng Yiping didn't know these situations yet. If he knew, he would definitely laugh out loud.

If such an atmosphere really forms, the people who rushed out of the Feng family would rather set up a shoe repair stall, ride a human-powered tricycle, and go around the streets to collect waste, and no longer think about working at the factory site. That would be very gratifying!

If you really awaken this consciousness, then the future of Feng Family Chong will be very promising! The Wenzhou people, known as the "Eastern Jew", adhered to this concept and finally took root and sprouted and grew stronger around the world.

After the waves washed away the sand, the Feng family would definitely not reveal a few pieces of real gold among the people who put down their hoes and walked out!

Of course, these old people are still very concerned about one harvest in their gossip, that is, the harvest of chestnuts, which is a big deal now.

For chestnut, a fruit tree that allows many families to gain a foothold outside, no longer carelessly, and let it grow freely.

After harvesting chestnuts, the people at home were busy pruning branches, then fetching water from wells and ponds in the mountains, irrigating them one by one, then removing weeds under the trees, laying several loads of farm fertilizer under the canopy. After the New Year, they had to be busy grafting and spending money to buy borax and apply some to each tree. They were also busy during the flowering period, and spraying borax solution again, and removing male flowers...

Anyway, the old men in the wall smiled and said that this was the most attentive crop they served, and this carefulness was enough to keep up with the filial sons serving their parents.

However, there are also times when you are comfortable. Not to mention those people who go to the city to make money by making money, when collecting chestnuts, they look at the chestnut dealers walking around the village with their scales, smiling and saying good things from door to door, asking to sell more, but in the end they can only receive uneven small people, and they all feel proud.

You know, a few years ago, they followed these dealers, offered cigarettes, made good tea, and said nice things with a smile, hoping that a pound would be a bit more expensive, and the scale would be flat when weighing it, so that it would not be too high, and the level would be increased. Now, it has completely dropped!

Feng Yiping's three aunts are now the central figures under the big acacia tree. As long as they have time to go there to sit, there will definitely be a circle of people around them.

However, such leisurely days are much less than before. In addition to the housework and farm work they should be busy with, they spend most of their time on the mountain they contracted down.

The mountain was not high, with only some low shrubs and thatchs, and some sparse pine trees. The brothers and sisters jointly contracted the mountain from the village, surrounded by a circle of nets, and some local varieties of chickens were raised freely inside, with only more than 300 chickens in it, and the average range of movement for each chicken was large.

It is really free-range. Except for sprinkling millet once every morning, noon and evening, they will feed themselves at other times. When it gets dark, they go back to the mountain to build chicken cages made of bamboo and thatch.

Their main thing is to go to the mountains to clean up chicken manure every day, and then look for the disobedient hens to "hide" eggs everywhere. Their grandchildren like to do this kind of thing the most. After school, they run up the mountains and look in the grass and under the shrubs.

These eggs don’t have to worry about sales. They sent some of them to the province. The rest were all for the third wife and brothers’ families, so they bought them to hold egg noodles.

Lao San Zhenchang said that this is just the beginning. When the demand in the future is high, he will either contract more mountains or build chicken coops or set up chicken farms.

My second aunt had a rare time today. After lunch and packed her house, she took a small stool and a sewing basket and sat under the big acacia tree.

As soon as they sat down, everyone immediately asked, "How many eggs did they collect yesterday?"

"No more than one hundred!"

"Tsk tsk," the old man sighed, "Earlier, this was a rare thing. Apart from cooking a few on the day when the guests and their families have been cooking, who would be willing to eat it? Either they exchanged oil and salt or needlework, or they would use it for needlework. Throughout the year, I am afraid that a small jar would be dissatisfied. Sometimes, if you want to hatch a nest of chicks, you have to borrow a few from other families. Look, what your family collects this day is probably not enough to hold a big basket."

Isn't that true? When Feng Yiping was young, he could eat a bowl of egg noodles and two boiled eggs on his birthday. The rest, that is, when guests came, would stir-fry eggs and beat egg soup, but most of them would not have the portion.

"Yes, it has changed a lot in recent years!" The second aunt was also a little emotional.

"I heard that Uncle Zhenchang asked you to have more glutinous grains next year?" another old man asked.

"Yes, the third brother said that he wanted to make glutinous rice chicken. He used a lot of glutinous rice a year. Except for the food rations at home, we asked us to plant glutinous rice in other fields."

"Uncle Zhenchang is amazing now. I heard from my second daughter-in-law that they bought another shop in the province this year, but it cost a lot of money." The person who spoke, a daughter-in-law helped in the provincial capital store.

"The third brother and the others don't have that much money. Didn't he have a brother-in-law who opened a company in the provincial capital? He helped him some of the rest. Even the house he just bought last year was used for a loan. We also helped to raise some of it, which was barely enough."

This was what Mei Qiuping called back and told them. Although the money she earned now sometimes made Mei Qiuping feel a little unreal, she was still very cautious, for fear that the people in the village would say that their family was rich.

"That's amazing. They are not sure that they will make money back. How expensive will they make such a big fortune? The provincial shop is!"

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Zhang Yan's family in the next county, after school, Zhang Yan had a thick braid on the back of his head and carried a basket with freshly picked dishes from the vegetable garden. He greeted people on the road from time to time.

The younger brother Zhang Hong followed behind, and he was so naughty that he pressed the basket from time to time. Zhang Yan turned around and chased him, and he ran away with a smile.

Zhang Yan scared him, "Wait until night to tell you to know how powerful!"

When the siblings and sisters returned home, they found that their second uncle and third uncle had arrived. Fortunately, they became an accountant in the village. They used to be unavailable. What kind of wind is going on today?

Not only did he come, he also brought gifts. When he saw them in the house, his third uncle, dressed in Zhongshan suit, greeted Zhang Hong, "Come on, my uncle bought the Shandong big apple!"

ps: Woo woo, no one will give me a reward today, so I’m so sad!

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Chapter completed!