Doomsday wearing female honor: I rely on space to farm and raise my husband

Chapter 41
After Fang Qing and the others came out of Wang Dazhu's house, she saw that Fulang was still chatting with other men at the door, so she went to Zhang Zelin and said.

"Brother Lin, I want to call some girls with my grandma and my new aunt. You wait for me at my father-in-law's house. I will pick you up at my father-in-law's house when I come back."

"My wife, you go! I'll go back with Dad and Aunt Chen later."

After Fang Qing finished speaking with Fu Lang, he turned around and went to the next house with Mrs. Zhang Xinzhang. By the time they invited thirty girls, it was already Xu time (19:00-21:00 p.m.).

The three went to Xia Ye's house to discuss which villager to invite to guard the melon field. Since Fang Qing hadn't been in the village for a long time, he asked Zhang Xin and Mrs. Zhang now.

"Grandma and Aunt Xin, you know that I haven't been in the village for a long time, and I don't know the villagers very well. Please ask Aunt Xin and Grandma to tell me which family is better for the guards of the melon fields?"

Mrs. Zhang is old these days, she doesn't care much about the affairs of the village, she asked Zhang Xin to tell Fang Qing about the situation in the village, Zhang Xin said to Fang Qing after hearing what his aunt said.

"Girl Qing, sisters Wang Dazhu and Wang Erzhu in the village, together with Qian Daya and Zhou Zhiwei... these families came to our village because they had fled from disasters. There are many, and the food collected every year can only support the family in addition to paying taxes, so it is more difficult for these families.

The last time you took Wang Dazhu to hunt wild boars, she sold it for 15 taels of silver. She asked me to buy two acres of barren land and one acres of medium-sized fields for her, so I don’t recommend you to hire her.

The other two families are Qian Daya and Zhou Zhiwei. The conditions of these two families are similar, so it depends on which one is more pleasing to the eye. "Zhang Xin said jokingly at the end.

After Fang Qing heard Zhang Xin's words, she turned to discuss with Fu Lang. "Brother Lin, which family do you think is better to invite?"

When Zhang Zelin was talking with his wife and the others, he knew that his melon field needed someone to guard it. Now that he heard his wife asking him, he couldn't come up with a solution for a while.

"My wife, although these two families are outsiders, they are easy to get along with. I don't know which one to invite."

Seeing that her husband couldn't come up with a solution, Fang Qing thought about it herself. "Aunt Xin, how about this! My family has cows and horses. How about one of them looking after the melon fields and the other herding the cows for me?"

When Zhang Xin heard what his nephew and daughter-in-law said, she just remembered what the village next door asked her to inquire about. When her nephew and daughter-in-law mentioned cattle, she happened to be able to ask.

"Girl Qing, two days ago someone next door asked me if your calf was for sale, and if so, how much would it cost!"

Zhang Zelin was a little stunned when someone inquired about the price of his own calf. He had raised the calf for so long and he was reluctant to sell it!Before he could speak, he heard the wife's voice.

"I won't sell it, I'll keep it myself." Fang Qing didn't even want to reject Zhang Xin's words.

"Girl Qing, if you don't sell it, you have to raise it yourself. You already have a cow at home!" Mrs. Zhang was thinking just now that she had no money at home, or she would have bought the calf long ago before she could sigh with emotion. , I heard the voice of granddaughter-in-law.

"My family has a cow, but I don't think it's too much!" Fang Qing looked at the old lady Zhang and laughed, and then said: "I will have more and more fields in the future. The servants don't have any cows. In season, my cattle will be used by them, so I won’t sell them.”

Just now Zhang Zelin was worried that the calf would be sold by the wife-owner, but now he heard the wife-owner said that the family raised them by themselves, and suddenly laughed again.

Mrs. Zhang disagreed with Fang Qing's statement. A farmer's family only raised one cow, so how could they raise several cows? The only family that raised more cows was the landlord's family. Since the grandson's daughter-in-law had this idea, she felt that she could persuade the child.

"Girl Qing, this calf can be sold for dozens of taels of silver!"

"I'm not short of that bit of silver, so I won't sell it." Fang Qing said with a frown when she heard Mrs. Zhang say tens of taels of silver.

"Okay! You don't lack those tens of taels of silver, so you won't sell them?" Zhang Xin and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other, and they shook their heads at each other.

Seeing that Fang Qing was disgusted with selling her cattle, Zhang Xin quickly changed the topic and said, "Girl Qing, since you have decided to look after the melon field candidates, you can find a chance to talk to their two families after the melon seedlings are planted."

"Aunt Xin, I will make arrangements for the field tomorrow. I will go to the city to buy some grain and come back. Aunt Xin, please inform them for me, and say that the cows will be herded for one or two silver a month, and two meals a day will be taken care of by the guards. The melons don’t care about food for two taels of silver a month, but I give her ten catties of meat every month.

After hearing the salary given by grandson's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhang wondered if it was a bit too much.

Fang Qing knew what Mrs. Zhang was thinking, but she had a reason for doing so. She wanted someone to guard her for a long time.

After Zhang Xin listened to her words, she agreed happily, and asked Fang Qing to go to work tomorrow, and she would definitely tell the two families.

After discussing, Fang Qing took Zhang Zelin, Zhang Xin and Mrs. Chen to send Mrs. Zhang home, and the four of them returned to their own home.

Zhang Zelin discussed tomorrow's matters with his wife when he got home. "Wife master, my uncle and the others will come to help tomorrow, and they will definitely not receive wages. Shall we treat them to dinner?"

"Yes, I don't have much rice at home. I will go to the city to buy some rice tomorrow. You can use the rice at home in the morning, and I will bring it back in the evening."

After Fang Qing and Zhang Zelin got married, they couldn't find a chance to get the rice out of the space. Tomorrow, they asked some uncles to help. Zhang Zelin needed to cook for the aunts and the others at home, so she had to go to the city by herself tomorrow. Going alone just took this opportunity to get more food.

Xia Ye took Zhang Ze'an and Zhang Jingfan to his daughter-in-law's house to help make breakfast at dawn, and the three of them went to Fang's house to see that their son and daughter-in-law were already up.

"Brother Lin (big brother), there is nothing to do now."

Zhang Zelin saw that his father brought his younger siblings, so he quickly handed the white basin in front of him to his father and younger brother.

"Daddy (Brother An), you two help me make pancakes, and I will cook porridge and stir-fry two vegetables."

Xia Ye and Zhang Ze'an took over Zhang Zelin's work, kneading pancakes by themselves, and when the aunts and uncles arrived at dawn, they were ready to eat.

After everyone had breakfast, Fang Qing took a few uncles to the backyard to pull out watermelon seedlings. There was no mulch in this day and age. She took out a piece of cotton cloth and was going to tear it into pieces to wrap the roots of the watermelon seedlings so that the soil on the watermelon roots would not fall off.

"Girl Qing, what are you doing?" Seeing her daughter-in-law taking out a piece of cloth and tearing it there, Xia Ye hurriedly asked in fright.

"Father-in-law, when the watermelon seedlings are pulled out, they need something to cover the soil on the roots before they can be put into the basket."

"So you tear the cotton cloth?" Hearing his daughter-in-law's explanation, Xia Ye just wanted to beat her up.

Hearing his father's voice, Zhang Zelin walked over and saw the scene on the ground. He was angry and wanted to laugh. The angry wife wrapped the soil in cotton cloth, and the one who laughed was the wife who was confused by what his father said.

Fang Qing was indeed a little confused, couldn't he use cotton cloth?
It was Zhang Xin's husband, Mrs. Chen, who held back a smile and said, "Girl Qing, you used such a fine cotton cloth to wrap the watermelon soil, which is a waste."

"That's right, that's right!" The uncles on the side also said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)