How to become the richest man by farming

Chapter 95 Digging Sweet Potatoes

Seeing this, Jiang Yang comforted him again and again: "Hurry up, the receiving team has already started to collect the goods nearby, and the road will be finished in two days at most. At that time, I will make a trip to the pier and wait for the dry goods to be sold. , I’ll buy some rice and come back.”

After hearing that it would only take two more days, Old Madam Zhou's face turned slightly better, "You don't need to buy it, the things at the pier are extremely expensive, and I will buy it later when your father goes to town."

Thinking of the steps leading to the town, Jiang Yang thought: When the road over there can be repaired, it will be really convenient for their village to enter and exit.

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes and suggested, "Why don't I go to the town with Grandpa after the road is finished! I can also help Grandpa pick firewood!"

"No." Mrs. Zhou and Liu Su refused in unison.

The old man Jiang said ruthlessly: "You nod like that, and you don't have any firewood, and you still want to help me pick firewood?"

Jiang Yun said unconvinced: "I'm just young, I will grow taller in the future, I am already taller than Shen Xiazhi now, and I will definitely be taller in the future!"

Mrs. Zhou was unmoved: "Then wait until you grow taller."

"I'm not tall enough, but I'm strong enough! I can still drag you if I can't be picked." Jiang Yun said coquettishly, "Grandma, just let me go... Never been to town…”

Jiang Yang said speechlessly: "Who is as old as you and has been to the town?"

Jiang Yun choked for a moment, and then said arrogantly: "Then who grows mushrooms and fungus at my age? And sweet potatoes! It can also increase rice production! I am no longer an ordinary little lady!"

Liu Su couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, so she couldn't help but pat her, "How can anyone praise himself like that."

Jiang Yun asked strangely: "Why not? I didn't brag or exaggerate. I worked hard to accomplish these things. My husband said I did a good job."

For a while, everyone felt that this was indeed the truth.

"Okay, extraordinary little lady, you should go to bed." Mrs. Zhou said.

"Then can I go to town?"

Mrs. Zhou pretended to be contemplative, and then said seriously: "Your extraordinary grandma said: You can't."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Jiang Yun: ...

……

Because he couldn't go to the town, Jiang Yun was depressed. When he went to school the next day, he was so sluggish that he lay down on the desk as soon as he entered the classroom.

Seeing this, Shen Shiyue smiled and said, "Did you go to listen to the corner again last night? Are you so depressed?"

Jiang Yun raised his hand to beat him, Shen Shiyue repeatedly begged for mercy, "Wrong, wrong, I was wrong."

With a soft snort, Jiang Yun withdrew his hand, turned around and lay down on his stomach.

Shen Shiyue, however, changed the direction unrelentingly, and continued: "I heard that your family harvested autumn ears yesterday? Why don't you ask us to help."

Before Jiang Yun could speak, Jiang Yueshan said, "Who knows whether you are here to help or to cause trouble."

Shen Shiyue was not annoyed, he didn't really want to help, he was thinking about the sweet potato that Jiang Yun had promised him.

"Forget it this time, remember to call us next time you want to collect sweet potatoes."

As soon as he finished speaking, other students also shouted: "There is still me, and there is me."

Facing enthusiastic classmates, how could Jiang Yun not know their thoughts?
However, she is not stingy with these eleven sweet potatoes. After all, when the sweet potatoes are harvested, her experiment will be successfully completed, and she can exchange them for unlimited sweet potatoes.

So facing the free labor delivered to your door, Jiang Yun responded very happily: "It happens that I am planning to dig sweet potatoes during my two-day holiday, and you all can help me then! I asked my second aunt to steam sweet potatoes for you to eat. "

When they got the right words, the crowd immediately burst into cheers.

Jiang Yun said again: "But it's okay, since you want to help, you have to listen to me. If you damage the sweet potato, you won't have anything to eat."

Everyone responded again and again.

Mr. Su was walking in, seeing their lively atmosphere, he smiled and said, "I heard you guys making noise in the yard, why are you so happy?"

Shen Shiyue: "Mr. Hui, we are going to help Jiang Yun dig sweet potatoes during the ten-day break. Jiang Yun wants to treat us to steamed sweet potatoes."

"Oh? Is it the sweet potato that is so sweet and dense that you can't forget it after a small bite, and you can sleep on your pillow in your dreams?" Mr. Su smiled, obviously he had heard Jiang Yueshan's propaganda.

Jiang Yueshan smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm not exaggerating at all, if you don't believe me, you can ask them."

Jiang Yueshui nodded in support.

Jiang Yun said with a smile: "When the time comes, don't you know if you come to taste it yourself?"

Mr. Su pretended to be reserved and said, "Then why are you so embarrassed?"

Shen Shiyue smiled slyly, "If you are embarrassed, Mr., then help us dig together!"

Mr. Su was stunned for a moment, and then he said pleasantly: "This is a good idea. After all, you don't get rewarded for nothing. If you work hard, you can taste the fruits of your labor. Interesting and interesting..."

So, on the day of Xunxiu, Mrs. Zhou saw that the teacher and twelve students had come in the whole school. She couldn't help but pulled Jiang Yun and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you go dig sweet potatoes today? What do you call it?" so many people?"

With so many mouths, how much do you have to take away even for a while?

"And Mr. Su, why do you still ask Mr. Su to help you?"

When the sweet potato was dug out later, he must give him a taste. How could he be so tired that he went to the field himself?
You know, Mr. Su is allocated land in the village. Although there are not many of them, each household takes turns to help plant those lands every year, and Mr. Su is never bothered to go to the land.

Jiang Yun glanced at the excited crowd, and said helplessly, "Mr. and the students themselves said that they wanted to come, that they wanted to experience hard work and taste the fruits of their labor."

Granny Zhou:? ? ?
Mrs. Zhou really couldn't understand Mr. Su's thoughts.

As for the others, they were all here, and they couldn't be shooed away in front of Mr. Su, so they had some courtesy with Mr. Su, and after Jiang Yun and the three took care of them, Mrs. Zhou left in a hurry.

Jiang Yang and the others are going to the pier today, and the workshop is busy.

As soon as Mrs. Zhou left, Jiang Yun set off with her classmates and teachers.

Because Jiang Yun explained in advance, everyone, including Mr. Su, brought their own hoes.

However, except for Mr. Su and Jiang Yun who could carry the hoe on their shoulders, everyone else could only drag it on the ground.

Not only clanking, but also dusty.

The unknown villagers looked sideways when they saw it, not understanding what they were going to do with such a big battle.

Knowing that they were going to dig sweet potatoes, someone asked strangely: "Didn't Jiang Yun just plant a small piece of sweet potatoes? It's almost a piece of land, right? There are so many of them, wouldn't they finish digging with one hoe?"

Someone also laughed and said, "Do you think everyone is Jiang Yun? Few of those kids can pick up a hoe."

That's right.

Jiang Yun regretted it very much in her heart now. Her classmates couldn't even swing a hoe, let alone control the hoe accurately. How could she forget about it.

If I had known this, I might as well have asked them to bring bamboo slices. Now that I am like this, I am afraid that I will have to dig up a bunch of sweet potatoes.

But as the number of spectators increased, the team gradually grew.

Jiang Yun could only bite the bullet and walk forward.

At worst, she would dig herself later, and let them loosen the soil after digging, Jiang Yun thought.

Soon, the sweet potato field arrived.

Looking back at the much stronger team, Jiang Yun felt that her sweet potatoes were saying goodbye to her one by one.

Every human head in front of her eyes is now equal to a sweet potato—a sweet potato that has been eaten.

It's not that she feels sorry for the points, she's just thinking: After eating so much, how can she make up for the sweet potatoes silently later?

　Next chapter, see you at [-]pm.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)