Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 487 Chapter 487

"Is this the sweet potato?" Boss Ma asked when he finally had time.

Ding Xuewei nodded with a smile: "Originally, I arrived in your direction not long after I came back. But when I came back, I found that its growth had slowed down, so I stopped distributing it."

"It doesn't matter if you can go to Linhai County to pick up seafood, even if the sweet potatoes can't be planted in autumn." Boss Ma said after a few seconds of silence.

In this case, he would never have said it a few days ago.

At this moment, he couldn't help but lament the luck of his village.

If there is no rubber, they must be looking forward to the distribution of sweet potato vines today.

"The rubber near the village is wild. My father said, we can buy it later."

"Are you going to the city tomorrow?" Ding Xuewei asked calmly.

Boss Ma didn't hide anything: "If you want to enter, if the price of grain is right, you want to buy some, and you have more grain in hand, you don't need to go to Linhai County in December."

"Then you can stop by the yamen and ask, if you can, buy the forest land first." Ding Xuewei gave a serious suggestion: "From November to February of the next year, the weather will be relatively cold. During these times, the trees will usually enter the dormancy period. You, pay more attention."

She had reminded before that those rubbers were not owned by Yuanlin Village, and once someone discovered its value, the people of Yuanlin Village would definitely not be able to pick up cheap ones.

It is not surprising to have money and want to secure the source.

She also knew the result of his temptation.

I just want to know if I will grab those trees from them.

She didn't mention it when she entered the yamen, so she naturally doesn't care about it now, but whether the yamen will allow them to put those rubber trees in their pockets depends on the yamen's wishes.

···If Master Tongzhi is not dead, the people of Yuanlin Village may not want to take advantage of this.

Tang Ming has a lot of conscience when he does things.

Ding Xuewei estimated that they could buy it here.

Hearing her words, Boss Ma fell into deep thought. When he walked to the side of the wooden house, he said: "Tomorrow we will go into the yamen and ask, and we will try our best to find as many gum trees as possible, and we will not harvest them in November."

He still understands the difference between fishing in a dry lake and having an endless supply of sources.

Do things for people, not just look at the moment.

"The next glue delivery time is scheduled to be around fifteen, do you think it's suitable?"

"It's at your convenience." Ding Xuewei was noncommittal.

Boss Ma nodded gratefully: "Then we will come over fifteen times, twice before and after, just in time to seal the knife."

She bought nearly [-] catties of rubber, which can be used to make a lot of films. At the very least, even if there is no rubber in the future, these in her hands can also guarantee the basic quantity of sweet potatoes.

Today, the people of Yuanlin Village are in a good mood, and Ding Xuewei is not bad either.

They talked back and forth with Mr. Ma for a long time. From the addition of separators to the convenience of getting glue by the roadside, the two talked a lot.

"Then you guys rest, and I'll have someone call you after dinner."

"We have food." Boss Ma hurriedly said, "Just lend us some pots and pans. We have food."

Ding Xuewei is generous, he knows it very well, but there is a point, he must insist.

"There will be more people coming and going in the future. We can't cause you too much trouble. Now, we have money in our hands, and we don't lack this stutter."

Boss Ma just said that he couldn't spoil some people, so naturally, Ding Xuewei was not polite.

"Then you pack up and go get the pots and bowls, the dry firewood is there."

"Can we take a look around?" Boss Ma was very embarrassed.

Ding Xuewei nodded.

The grain with an output of tens of thousands of catties is fatal to most people. Rice can be put into the mouth in the dark, and sweet potato fields can't be seen when it is dark.

Boss Ma and his group took the pots and bowls and hurriedly looked around, and did not return to the wooden house until long after dark.

Ding Xuewei saw off the old village chief and others, collected sweet potato leaves nearby, and then cooked and boiled water.

Standing for a day, bubble feet are more comfortable.

She thought that after the meal, Mrs. Ma would come to find her, but Ding Xuewei didn't wait for anyone until the rest.

I can't help feeling a little satisfied.

She can solve a lot of confusion for people, but you can't influence people to rest, right?

"Xuewei, Xuewei~~"

In a daze, Ding Xuewei heard a series of calls.

Meng squinted, she replied.

In the vagueness, old man Ding's voice sounded, and then Mrs. Xu's.

"Xuewei, Xuewei."

Mrs. Xu knew her eldest grandson more and more, and while shouting at him, she pulled him up.

"It's an official." Mrs. Xu whispered in her ear.

Ding Xuewei's mind suddenly cleared up in a daze.

After listening attentively, the master book came.

It's too early!

The moment she heard the master's voice clearly, Ding Xuewei's thought was what time did he leave the house, and then something happened to make him go out so early.

The sleepy bug disappeared in an instant, and she got up in a jiffy.

"Xuewei girl."

The moment the door opened, the master stepped forward full of hope.

"What can you do?"

"!"

Ding Xuewei, who stepped out of the door, was startled.

Is this going too far?

She has to be reminded by the old lady many times, but you can't just look at others when you are in trouble!

This tone of voice full of deep meaning is simply too much.

The master also knew that his thoughts were too much, but the fact was that they had no choice.

"Girl, we don't want to come to you either, but now is not the time to talk about flirtatiousness!" The master secretary was disappointed.

How many people were killed and injured in this earthquake in the whole government, and how many people have different thoughts, what is the situation in the city now, he just dared to go out without saying a word.

When Chu He and others entered the city, they brought the news of Yuequan Village. After that, the officials did not come to Yuequan Village. Xiao Ning went to the city several times and brought back a lot of news, but those were only on the surface, and the common people could know.

"You mean, people in the city are starting to gather?!" Ding Xuewei frowned.

She had just heard that there was an idea in the village to force the yamen, but now that someone has robbed her in a city, how could she not be surprised.

Judging by the situation, civil explosions are unavoidable.

"Not only have people taking advantage of the chaos in the city to make trouble, but also many problems have occurred in various prefectures and towns. This time, the situation may be more serious than before." The Master Registrar was dejected.

It's not that he wants to pin his hopes on a child, but it's more than that.

Gently, he pulled Ding Xuewei aside: "Earlier, King Yi was in a hurry to leave because the current dragon was ill. Now the news is not very ideal. If this disaster cannot be controlled, our Fengcheng Mansion may affect the whole society."

Ding Xuewei was surprised: "!!!"

Not because of the big heart of the master book, but the health problems of the day.

She knew very well that she was in good health before she passed away. At least, she looked pretty good, that is, she was a lot older but didn't feel like she was going to die. The queen was careless and gave King Yi a chance.

"Girl, our house can't be chaotic, there can't be any chaos at all." The Master Registrar was tired: "Finding plasterers and carpenters for the common people, and even extending the conditions of going to Linhai County to collect seafood first, I'm afraid they can't satisfy the taste of those who are interested."

This is to let her give a surefire plan.

Ding Xuewei was quite speechless, and you all think too highly of people.

"If my little girl has any good ideas, she would have already entered the city."

"I know." The chief secretary suddenly became emotional, and the softness in his eyes almost overflowed: "Master Tang said that you must have nothing to do, but I can't feel at ease if I don't come."

"Girl, I won't force you, just tell me what you think is possible, just think about what you think is possible, and try what you can think of."

　Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...
　　
　
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