Chapter 529 It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival
Wang Fang has long been used to this because other families in the village often come to ask for some seeds.
“There are some. Except for some of the peanuts harvested last year that I ate at home, the rest are still there. Not to mention the melon seeds and peanuts. Even the millet and corns Zhang An won’t let us sell. "There are grains."
It is common for farmers to sell grain for money. After all, for those who work in the land all year round, grain is the main source of their families.
In the past, after Zhang An’s family harvested new grain every year, they would sell the previous year’s grain that was left over from previous years.
In this way, you can ensure that your home always has food in stock, and it will not accumulate.
But in the past two years, Zhang An has not allowed his family to sell grain to those traders who collect grain.
This is because the conditions are much better than before, and income no longer depends on the harvested crops, so whether or not to sell food is no longer that important.
Of course, Zhang An’s own little thoughts are also at work here.
After all, the crops that their family grows now start from the germination of the seeds. He uses space spring water to germinate and raise the seedlings. The food grown is naturally different from ordinary ones.
Although the sellers who collect the grain now think that this kind of food is more delicious, the price of the food is the same as that of ordinary food, so Zhang An feels that it is not worth it.
So Zhang An simply stopped selling it. Anyway, Chen Zeding and Li Hongbin’s family now buy the food they eat from home every year.
And there are so many residents in the village now. Many people know that the blood rice grown by Zhang An's family is delicious, and they come here to buy it at a high price. They are really willing to spend money.
After going back and forth like this, Zhang An's family has sold about half of their food, and it is less likely to accumulate as before.
Although Zhang An’s family always sells old grain from the previous year to everyone, no one will mind.
Because the new grain harvested every year actually tastes worse, the best is the grain harvested the previous year and aged for the previous year.
"You are prepared to ask for as much as you want. I will ask Zhang An to get it for you."
"I will ask for more this year. I estimate it will weigh fifty or sixty pounds."
Lin Youde didn't hesitate at all and spoke out a rough idea, because when they were at home, their family had already calculated how many peanuts they would plant this year.
“There are so many crops to be planted this year. Are your family not going to plant corn this year?”
Wang Fang was a little surprised when he heard that Lin Youde wanted so many peanut seeds.
Although every household these days grows some peanuts, the main crops are still millet and corn.
One acre of land requires about ten kilograms of peanuts. Lin Youde asked for fifty or sixty kilograms. Even though they were in shells, they still weighed forty kilograms when peeled off. That’s why Wang Fang felt that they The family plans to use the land where corn is grown to grow peanuts.
“Yes, Auntie, our family is not planning to grow corn this year. After all, Juanzi and I often open a stall, so we might as well use all the land to grow peanuts.”
Lin Youde was blunt about his plans. Anyway, their family didn't feed pigs, they harvested the pigs they killed, and they also grew grain for sale. It would be better to plant peanuts instead.
After all, after the bracts have grown taller, weeding or spreading fertilizer is not as comfortable as the peanut field.
Then Zhang An went upstairs and emptied half a bag of peanuts and carried them down. Then he held the scale in front of Lin Youde and weighed the weight. No more, no less, exactly sixty kilograms.
“If you want to talk about peanuts, your family has to be called peanuts. The ones we grew before were two-meter-sized, and they are not as big as yours.”
< br>Lin Youde grabbed a handful of peanuts and passed them over, and couldn't help but admire them.
After all, without the influence of technology, it would be difficult to mass-produce three-meter peanuts, and four-meter peanuts would be even rarer.
As for the Zhang An family, almost all of them are three meters in height, and there are quite a few four-meter-sized ones. Anyone who comes here will like them very much.
“Speaking of these peanuts, I remembered that Juanzi went to the street to buy peanut seeds last year. She saw that the peanuts displayed were all three-meter-sized peanuts, and thought they were some good varieties, although some were sold. It was expensive, but in the end I bought some and planted them. But when I finally picked up the peanuts, they were basically ordinary peanuts with two meters, and it was hard to see those with three meters. In the end, Juanzi realized that she had been cheated. They are just ordinary peanuts from our local area, and the person who sells them all picks them out. She is still very angry when she thinks about it."
When Lin Youde thought about his wife doing such a thing, she was filled with anger. He came here without being angry, and every time he thought of himself, he didn't know whether to laugh or not.
"Hahaha, Juanzi is also a bit honest, but don't worry, you can take our peanuts back and plant them. When the time comes, the peanut harvest will be half less than three meters. Auntie will refund the money. Here you go.”
Wang Fang is very confident in her peanuts, because her family has been growing them for two or three years, and the number of these three-meter peanuts is getting more and more every year.
"That's not possible. Auntie, I'm very worried about your peanuts. When I was picking peanuts last year, I ate a lot of them in your field."
Lin Youde originally just wanted to tell a joke of his own, but unexpectedly Wang Fang misunderstood and quickly explained.
When Zhang An's family was harvesting peanuts in the peanut field last year, he happened to pass by and saw that almost all the peanuts pulled out by Zhang An's family were three-meter-large peanuts. He couldn't hold it back and was on the spot. I ate a handful of raw peanuts.
"By the way, Auntie, I have never seen peanuts like yours before. Look how much they cost per pound."
It has been a long time since they came out, and Lin Youde still has to I took the peanuts home to peel them, so I asked Wang Fang the price and prepared to pay and go home.
"If you are virtuous, just pay the price on the street. It's not anyone else anyway."
If it were someone else whom he didn't know, Wang Fang might ask for more, but they are all from the same village. , more or less is not that important to her.
"How can that be okay? Auntie, your peanuts are so good. I feel sorry for them if they are priced at the same price as ordinary peanuts. Let's just charge two yuan a pound. Auntie, don't think it's too low."< br>
Ordinary peanuts only cost more than one yuan per pound. Although Wang Fang said that the price should be calculated according to the price of ordinary peanuts, Lin Youde still had a strong idea.
Zhang An's peanuts, which are so good, are really cheap if sold at ordinary prices. He is embarrassed to tell them.
So he paid a little more and took out one hundred and twenty yuan. Regardless of whether Wang Fang took it or not, he stuffed it into Xiao Siqi's clothes.
Seeing that he insisted on giving it, Wang Fang said no more.
And Xiao Siqi seemed to be very interested in the few pieces of money he had on him. He kept turning them over and over. After all, this was the first time he got money. The previous New Year's money was all gone. It's sealed.
Wang Fang was afraid that her grandson would tear up the money accidentally, so she quickly took it back and put it away. After all, it could sell dozens of kilograms of pork.
“By the way, Brother Youde, don’t rush back yet, I have something to do with you.”
Seeing Lin Youde about to go home with half a bag of peanuts, Zhang An quickly shouted.
"What's wrong, Xiao An, just tell me if you have anything to do." Lin Youde stopped where he was when he heard that Zhang An had something to do with him.
"Brother Youde, how is your business now? It takes a few days to sell a pig. Is it easy to collect the pigs?"
Zhang An asked Lin Youde, I just want to provide food for the two leopards in the circle.
It also costs money to buy in the town, so it is better to spend the money on the people in the village, so that the wealth does not flow to outsiders.
“Business is good now, because we run a stall in the town together with the village, so we sell more than others, and we can sell one in two days.”
said This made Lin Youde happy, because other people in the town had to sell a pig for three days, and no matter how good the business was, there would always be some leftover.
As for their family, they are blooming in the town and the village. Most of them can be sold on the first day, and the rest can be sold out on the second day.
Others were a little jealous when they found out, but they couldn't be envious.
Because Lin Youde sold more than them, which was the shipment volume in Changqing Village.
After all, there are the tenants of Dongli Courtyard and several restaurants in the village. In addition, the villagers now also buy some meat for themselves, so a lot can be sold in the village at the end of the day.
If it had been in other villages, this life would not have happened, because those people were the same as the people in the previous village, and they would not be willing to cut off a pound of meat to eat for themselves for half a month. If they could save it, they would save it.
“As for collecting the pigs, it’s not difficult, because I always give you money directly after collecting them, so everyone is happy to sell the pigs to me.”
There are only a few pigs in the town. A butcher who sells pork has always been one of their kind who travel from village to village to collect pigs, so everyone is familiar with him.
But when people like them take away the pigs, they usually only give a part of the deposit, a quarter or a third of the total price, and the rest has to wait until the pigs are sold. Send the money over again.
But Lin Youde is different, because he knows that he harvests the pigs many years later than those in the town. According to this situation, others will not trust him too much, and it will definitely not be smooth when harvesting the pigs.
So he gritted his teeth and put down the capital directly. Every time he collected the pigs, he gave all the money to others.
After a few visits, he made a name for himself in nearby villages. Many people were willing to sell pigs to him. Some people even came to ask him if they wanted to sell pigs.
In this way, he doesn’t have to worry about collecting pigs. Sometimes when he is sitting at home, the pig seller will come to his door.
And because he counted the money at once, he had more room to negotiate the price of the pig than the others.
"Let's do this. Brother Youde, the next time you kill a pig, leave half a fan for me. From now on, just send this much for me every four or five days."
The pigs we raise now are all grain pigs. Normally, there are more than 200 pigs, and half a fan of pork is estimated to be just over 100 pounds.
Zhang An estimated that based on the appetite of the two brothers at home, one hundred kilograms of pork would be enough for them to eat for four or five days at most, so he made an agreement with Lin Youde to deliver goods every four or five days.
"Okay, then I will bring it to you after I finish killing it, and make sure the meat is still hot."
Zhang An asked for half a fan of pork as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Lin Youde extremely happy. .
As a result, Zhang An said again that half a fan is required every four or five days, which made him almost speechless with excitement.
According to Zhang An's calculations, their family can sell three more pigs a month. If it were anyone else, they would probably wake up laughing when they fall asleep.
"What's the current price of meat? Brother De, I'll give you some deposit first, so it will be more convenient for you to collect the pigs."
This kind of advance ordering thing, Generally, you have to pay some deposit first to show that you really want to do it or not regret it halfway.
Although they are all from the same village, the rules are the rules, because many people are often tricked by acquaintances.
Zhang An’s family hasn’t been buying meat on the street much recently, so they are a little unfamiliar with the current price of pork.
“Pork is almost five pieces now, which is a bit higher than last year. Because the price of food has increased, I don’t know if it will come down in time. Zhang An, you want so much at one time, Just pay it like four yuan and twenty-three.”
Even if someone he doesn’t know buys so much pork at one time, Lin Youde will definitely give him some profit, let alone Zhang An.
So Lin Youde gave Zhang An a price of seven to eight cents without even thinking about it, which was equivalent to making him only hard-earned money on the half fan of pork.
"Brother Youde, you don't have to give me the price. It's as much as you want, because we don't eat this meat ourselves. We buy it for others. But when you send pork here in the future, you have to pay it. Send me a note."
Zhang An refused Lin Youde's offer and handed over the five hundred yuan. After all, he did not pay for it himself.
"Nacheng, when I come back from herding the pigs tomorrow, I will buy a copy and bring it to you after killing the pigs the day after tomorrow."
Lin Youde also probably knew that Zhang An bought it This meat is not for the family to eat. After all, it costs about a hundred kilograms in four to five days. Who can eat it all, so I won’t say more.
In the next few days, the rain never stopped until the Qingming Festival.
However, it only rained heavily in the first two days, and then there was a steady drizzle.
The rainfall this time was sufficient, which directly soaked the entire field and replenished all the water that had previously evaporated.
And the rain came at the right time. Whether it was the fruit trees on the mountain or the rapeseed in the field, they had entered the flowering period in the past two days, so the heavy rain in the previous two days did not cause any damage.
Zhang An couldn't help but feel that the saying that it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival was right. Every year when the Qingming Festival is approaching, the weather doesn't seem to be very good.
It usually rains, even if it doesn’t rain it’s always gloomy.
This year's Qingming Festival, the villagers are still the same as in previous years. All the big families have to gather together to hang paper to worship their ancestors.
Zhang An's family is a little different this year, because there is a new member in their family this year, a child named Xiao Siqi.
On this day in the mountains, the crackling sound of cannons was heard from every corner.
Before this, Zhang Jianwen was quite worried because the weather had been hot, and he was worried that whether everyone was setting off cannons or burning paper money and lighting candles, it would easily cause a mountain fire.
As a result, it had been raining during this period, and the problem that he had been worrying about for several days was solved.
The only thing that makes everyone dissatisfied is that this year we can’t carry pots, pans and all kinds of food to the mountain to hang paper and then eat on the mountain like before.
(End of this chapter)