The Zhou family found that the banging noise coming from Zhou Dayuan's house was even louder tonight. From far away, they could hear Mrs. Zhang's scolding of the child and Goudan's and the others' cries.

Xiao Qian was taking her children to skewer yam beans. When she heard the commotion over there getting louder and louder, she couldn't help but frown, "What's wrong with Sister Zhang? She's so angry tonight."

It's almost dark today, and usually at this time everyone has finished their dinner and is getting ready to go to bed.

Mr. He sneered and said: "Why else? It must be because our fourth uncle got a good draw. Sister-in-law, you were not here today and you didn't see it. When the fourth uncle pulled out the bamboo stick, she immediately turned green. Everyone in the whole family was shocked."

She didn’t say anything, even if it had nothing to do with his family, she would still be angry.”

Xiao Qian snorted, put the skewered yam beans aside, and said, "Don't worry about her."

At least they got it right, right? She was dissatisfied, but she was the one who got angry in the end.

The Zhou family is extremely busy this year and has no time to deal with such trivial matters.

The stones in the homestead have been picked up and the grass roots have been dug out. The foundation can be dug tomorrow.

The village has to plow 40 acres of wasteland for Cheng Ding this year, so it is very busy.

He was too busy to even bother digging yams. In the end, Manbao called on his friends to dig up all the ripe yams and picked all the yam beans on the vines.

Although the yams are a bit small, there are still quite a lot of them. Zhou Lang was eager to get ready and ran to his mother excitedly, "Mom, are my debts going to be paid off?"

Qian raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and said, "Well, it's almost done, but you haven't paid the 20 cents to build the house yet."

Zhoulang's excitement evaporated. He lowered his head and said "Oh" and ran back to find Manbao, "How can I sell this yam?"

"Sell it fresh," Man Bao said, "It's too much of a loss to dry it and sell it to a drug store."

Zhou Lang also felt that he was at a loss, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I will sell it myself, Man Bao, but you have to help me put in a good word in front of my parents."

Wu Lang was not happy and said, "I can just stop by when I go to sell ginger. Why do I need you to go?"

"What do you know? I know a few friends. Selling to them will be faster, and we will save more seeds this year. Next year we will choose a better fertile land and plant it. We will definitely be able to harvest more. Then our county will have enough food."

What should we do if we don’t get rid of so many yams? Why don’t we allow people to transport them out?”

Manbao perked up and said immediately: "Yes, we want to sell it overseas. I also want to tell dad that we will leave more seeds this year and choose some fertile and breathable land to plant them next year."

Wu Lang scratched his head and asked, "Then, do we still get a share?"

"It's gone." Man Bao said, "That's not the fourth brother's own land, it's the family's land."

Man Bao knew that only what he planted on the land he created belonged to him.

Wu Lang immediately looked at Zhou Lang and asked: "Fourth brother, what do you plan to use that piece of wasteland for?"

There is no need to think about the Ding Tian that Zhou Lang was assigned. It belongs to the entire family. Unless the family is divided, actual control will not be in Zhou Lang's hands.

Now the only land that really belongs to Zhou Lang is the land they worked together to open up.

Zhou Lang rolled his eyes and said, "I think it's better to grow ginger than yam."

Wu Lang also agreed, "I think so too."

Then the two of them looked at Man Bao together.

Man Bao nodded seriously, "Then let's keep some more ginger seeds this year."

There is no need to worry about selling ginger. Its shelf life is also very long. As long as it is buried in the sand, it can be stored for five or six months. It can also be dried into dried ginger and sold to pharmacies. In short, they feel that they will not lose money.

They also told Lao Zhoutou this idea, and Lao Zhoutou smoked a cigarette and thought for a while, "It seems that yam and ginger can make money, but I can't eat much of these things. If one day people outside don't buy them, then what's the point?"

It’s all in my hands, so I still need to grow more food. I think my family will use two acres of land to grow yams and another two acres to grow ginger.”

Lao Zhoutou said: "I don't care about the two wastelands that Lao Si and Xi opened. You can do whatever you want."

He said: "Any of you who have the ability to carve out wasteland can plant it according to your own wishes. But let me put it here, if you want to create wasteland, you must first finish the work at home."

As soon as these words came out, it meant that they were allowed to open up wasteland, and the Zhou brothers were a little moved.

Especially Zhou Lang, he is the least capable among the adult brothers and the one who earns the least. What he is good at is farming.

But the harvest from farming belongs to the public, and it cannot be used as private money.

Unlike the extra income from the big and second-bedroom apartments, most of the money for the third-bedroom apartment was earned by Zhou Lang helping out at Mr. Bai's house. Last year and this year, he earned a little extra because he had to cook for the laborers.

, otherwise he might not be able to get 2 taels of the contribution money last time.

So as soon as Lao Zhou made the announcement, he wanted to carve out a piece of wasteland and plant some ginger, maybe he could earn a little more next year.

He thought so too.

But the seeds still have to be obtained from Manbao.

So, as soon as the meeting was over, Zhou Lang went to Man Bao and told her about the matter.

Manbao had no problem at all and agreed, "Okay, Third Brother, how much land do you want to plant and how many seeds do you need?"

Zhou Lang thought for a while, there were too many and he couldn't handle them. There was still so much land to cultivate at home, so he said: "Just open a piece of land that is about the same as Shi Lang's. It's like seven or eight cents. Then I can plant all of it with ginger."

Quite a few.”

Man Bao said there was no problem, and patted his chest and said, "Third brother, go and choose a land. Once you've chosen it, I'll help you open up wasteland."

Zhou Lang was happy, touched her little head and said, "Why are you needed?"

Zhou Lang's land needs to be cultivated, and the Zhou family must provide at least one laborer. Old Zhou sent Zhou Lang to do it. After all, it is his own land.

Then the other brothers, except for the fifth and sixth brothers, will stay at home and build houses.

So Zhou Lang still failed to completely take over the yam business, but he still took Wu Lang to the county town and sold less than half of the yams at home.

Most of the rest was kept as seeds, and the rest was sold by Wu Lang and others in pieces.

But in the county, there are not many people who really know yam and can eat it, and the audience cannot compare with ginger, so it is a bit difficult to sell.

However, as long as they find the right customer base, Wulang and Liulang's business trip is quite smooth. The brothers can bring back five to six hundred cash from the county every day.

Zhou Lang looked at it and became more determined to open up wasteland.

Even Zhou Dalang was a little moved and discussed opening a piece of land with Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian said: "Didn't the third child say that he wants to open it? If you open it again, will all the work at home fall on the second child?"
Chapter completed!