The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

Chapter 27 Good Field
"Nonsense, Sister Jiang is so beautiful, Brother Cui must like Sister Jiang."

"Daquan, how old are you, do you know what liking is?"

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The children are discussing something.

After Jiang Zhiluo heard a few words, she couldn't help but smile. The children are really childish, and there are many who don't understand.

That's right, people in the village can't stay idle, and there are no entertainment programs on weekdays. If someone in the village has something new, within a day, the whole village will know about it.

If the adults don't pay attention to what they say in front of the children, the children will naturally hear it in their ears and remember it in their hearts.

On the way to the town, there are some fields that are a little deserted or have some weeds growing.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help asking: "Mother, are these fields our village's land?"

Mrs. Cui shook her head and said: "These fields are relatively bad. No matter how much vegetables and grains are grown, the grain yield is relatively low. It may be busy for a whole year. When it comes to the autumn harvest, it is very uneconomical to harvest more grains. "

"These are the lands that the yamen has not sold. The land in our village is on the east side of the village and the front and back sides. Some are high-grade fields and some are medium-sized fields."

"The first-class fields have high grain yields, and the middle-level fields are also good. It's this kind of bad fields. It's not worthwhile to work for a whole year."

Based on the memories in her mind, Jiang Zhiluo knew that the taxes on land and grain were relatively low nowadays, so it would be very cost-effective to buy land and grow grain.

She has space, so she doesn't have to worry about food production.

As long as the things unearthed in the space are planted in the field outside, both the seeds and the crops will have strong adaptability to the land environment.

Moreover, if the land is irrigated with water mixed with spiritual spring water, it can improve the soil quality and turn bad fields into high-quality fields.

Jiang Zhiluo searched the memories in her mind and said, "Mother, does the top-grade field here cost five or six taels of silver per mu?"

Mrs. Cui said: "Our side is close to the pier in the town, and the land is more expensive. One mu of high-grade fields costs six taels of silver, and one mu of medium-sized fields costs four taels of silver."

Mrs. Cui gave up the idea of ​​buying land when she thought that fertile land was so expensive.

She also wanted to buy a field, but she didn't have any money, so she didn't even dare to think about buying a field.

Only one acre of land was reclaimed at home, so we had to plant it first.

Reclaimed land is not the same as normal fertile land.

They can only grow but not buy and sell, which means that the land does not belong to them.

But the fertility of the opened up land is not bad and much better than that of the bad land. At least the grain is planted, and the output is not bad.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that the Cui family could only use the one acre of land they had reclaimed.

And land reclamation took a lot of effort.

Here, the ancient times are superimposed, and the farming tools are simple, and it is not as easy to open up wasteland as it was in the age of science and technology.

That acre of land is not enough to grow food.

This is a place of northern cold, and most farmers grow winter wheat.

Even Cui's family planted half an acre of winter wheat in the one acre of land. When spring comes, Mrs. Cui also plans to plant some peanuts, corn, red beans, and mung beans, and then some vegetables and other things.

After all the calculations, one mu of land is not enough, so we can only save some.

Now it's February, and after the rain in March and April, it's time for spring plowing and spring planting.

Jiang Zhiluo naturally wanted to take advantage of this time to buy more fields so that she could grow something.

It's better than buying.

Even if the time comes, it will be cost-effective to hire people to work in the fields.

At this time, the labor force was relatively low. Everyone went to work on the docks and worked hard all day. They might only earn twenty or thirty yuan, which was the hardest job.

In the village, if you ask villagers to help build a house, most of them don’t pay wages, and you only find someone to work during the slack season, and just take care of the food.

Tube rice is not a good meal either.

Jiang Zhiluo made up her mind, and wanted to buy a field more and more.

"Mother, how much is this kind of land per mu?"

Mrs. Cui was stunned for a while, looked at Jiang Zhiluo, and explained: "It seems to be two taels of silver per mu, but most of them are rocky and sandy land, and two taels of silver is a bit expensive. If it weren't for the pier in the town , the price is not so expensive."

Jiang Zhiluo knew it all.

She is not afraid of sand and rocks.

In fact, the sandy land is suitable for growing grapes, watermelons and other fruits, as well as peanuts and yams.

There are not as many kinds of fruits in this era as in the era of science and technology. Fruits are rare things here.

Grapes and watermelons are extremely rare.

It would be very convenient if we could buy a few more acres of land and grow grapes and watermelons.

But if the grape watermelon is planted here, it will be too conspicuous.

So Jiang Zhiluo had to think about what to plant.

And get those fruit seeds first.

But no matter what idea you have, you must first make money.

Thinking about things on the way, Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui came to the town.

It was about eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the pier was extremely lively. There were a lot of people setting up stalls, and everyone kept shouting.

On the side of the pier, many ships docked to allow people to carry goods.

There are many pedestrians coming and going.

Mrs. Cui had sold eggs and vegetables at a stall in the town market before, so she didn't have much experience.

She looked at it and said, "Zhiluo, let's go to the market in the town, there are a lot of people there."

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "Mother, let's try here first."

Jiang Zhiluo walked with a basket in her hand and yelled, "Brown sugar is here, brown sugar is here, anyone want brown sugar?"

"Brown sugar to nourish the body, a woman will be in good health after drinking her blood..."

Jiang Zhiluo's voice was clear and loud, and when she yelled on the bustling pier, it was different from the voices of some small vendors, and it was very unique and pleasant.

Mrs. Cui was stunned.

She followed Jiang Zhiluo, and because of her thin skin, when everyone looked at her, her face turned red.

She rubbed her clothes restlessly.

Before Mrs. Cui came to the market to sell eggs, she came here after a long time of mental preparation.

But even so, setting up a stall to sell things means sitting there, someone comes to ask, she talks, no one comes to ask, she doesn't speak.

So much so that even if she set up a stall to sell eggs, she might have to sit for a whole day, and sometimes she might not be able to sell a basket of eggs if she stayed for a whole day.

Later, when Mrs. Cui was ill, it was Cui Hejin who went to town.

Probably because Mr. Cui Hejin is unparalleled in the world, he doesn't need to say anything, and there are people rushing to buy things, so that things are easy to sell.

"Is there anyone selling brown sugar?"

"It's really selling brown sugar?"

The women heard the brown sugar all of a sudden, and they were afraid they heard it wrong. After hearing it twice, someone ran up to Jiang Zhiluo and said, "Girl, do you really have brown sugar here?"

"How about the brown sugar in your hand, can we take a look?"

Jiang Zhiluo lifted the cloth on the basket, revealing a bit of brown sugar, and took out a piece for everyone to see.

Jiang Zhiluo smiled and said to everyone: "Let's take a look, our brown sugar is sweet and good for your health. It costs two yuan a piece."

(End of this chapter)