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"Shut up, everyone! Listen carefully to the young master."
Seeing that the scene was a bit noisy, Fang Jielun gave a drink.
The voice gradually became lower, and all eyes were focused on Fang Xing, making him feel that his throat was a little dry.
Thinking that so many people would live dependent on him, Fang Xing calmly said: "You all know that vegetables will be cut off every winter, so I decided that starting from this year, Fangjiazhuang will plant a large number of Chinese cabbage, and chili."
Growing Chinese cabbage is easy to understand. Although after a winter, all the Chinese cabbage left in the cellar is the cabbage heart, it is still a bit green!
But what is chili pepper?
"Master, what is chili?"
Someone asked immediately.
Fang Xing casually took out a chili pepper, pointed at the bright red spot and said: "This is chili pepper. It is hotter and more fragrant than any other dogwood. Every family must grow it, together with Chinese cabbage, in front of and behind the house. I will plant all the open spaces."
"But is this pepper really better than dogwood?"
Some people think this is not necessarily reliable.
Fang Jielun looked at the crowd eagerly. If anyone dared to cause trouble, he swore that he would drive that family out.
The scene became quiet, and everyone was a little indifferent, because the ground belongs to Fang Xing, and the seeds also belong to Fang Xing. If it fails, everyone will regard their work as a waste.
Is strength valuable these days?
Seeing that no one had any objections, Fang Xing continued proudly: "One more thing, all farmers must raise pigs, as many as they can!"
After saying that, Fang Xing stopped looking at the astonished faces and said, "Don't worry about pig food in the winter. I have already made arrangements here."
Fang Xing was asked this question when he was ventilating with the housekeeper.
Winter is the most difficult season for livestock. There is no food and no green food. This is a big problem.
But Fang Xing did know some knowledge.
"I see that everyone has nothing to do recently! And it doesn't take much time to grow vegetables, so we all started to get started and mobilized the whole family to go out to hunt pig food. When I come back, I will teach you how to make pig food for the winter."
As the head of the family, when Fang Xing makes a decision, everyone must implement it to the letter, otherwise he can exercise various rights, including
"I don't like setting up private execution halls. It makes me feel that life has lost its awe."
After the ¡®staff meeting¡¯, Fang Xing returned to the main courtyard and explained this to Zhang Shuhui.
"Zhang Shuhui is worried that farmers will work against their will. After all, raising pigs requires manpower, and winter is when pigs are most likely to lose weight and need nourishment from food.
Everyone is just about to have enough to eat, so how can there be any extra food to feed the pigs?
Zhang Shuhui visited the households raising pigs in Zhuangzi, and most of them were skinny, so she was worried that no one would feed the pigs.
Fang Xing took the tea handed over by Xiao Bai, took a sip and said, "Don't worry, I will let them see the benefits."
Hearing what he said, Zhang Shuhui let go.
No matter how much you raise pigs, you won¡¯t lose anything. At worst, it¡¯s just like depositing money in a bank.
"That chili pepper Husband, what are you going to use it for?"
Zhang Shuhui thought of chili peppers. She was forced to eat them by Fang Xing. She thought the taste was indeed much better than dogwood, but she didn¡¯t use that much at home!
Fang Xing played with her black hair and said playfully: "Just wait and see, I will collect all those peppers by then, and I guarantee that I will make a lot of money."
The next morning, when Fang Xing went on inspection again, he found that everyone in the village except the vegetable growers and the elderly had gone out.
"Master, those people have gone out to look for pig food."
Fang Jielun said with some worry.
"very good."
Fang Xing felt that it was a good sign that his words could be implemented into practice.
After returning home, Fang Xing hid in the study. After seeing that no one was there, he got into the warehouse.
In an open-air storage yard, Fang Xing found a mountain of plastic film, found a cart, and after unloading several large rolls, his heart moved. People and plastic films appeared together in the study.
¡°Bang!¡±
When those rolls of film appeared, they immediately knocked over the things on the desk and made it a mess.
"Xin Laoqi!"
After shouting, Fang Xing slapped his forehead. He forgot that Xin Laoqi had gone to the city to accompany him in the exam.
"My life is so miserable!"
Coming to this world, Fang Xing felt that he was lucky enough, but he actually had to suffer another sin for his bank account, which made him feel a little tired just thinking about it.
By the afternoon, everyone from Fangjiazhuang, old and young, came back, and everyone¡¯s back was full of pig food.
"Come on, come on, each family will contribute a laborer, and the young master will teach everyone how to make pig food for the winter."
The housekeeper held a small gong and filled the village with shouts. Soon a wave of strong men gathered in the northwest corner of the village. The area between here and the main house was empty.
Fang Xing had several large rolls of plastic film at his feet. He pointed to the white line drawn on the ground and said, "Everyone dig a hole three meters deep according to this line."
"Three meters?"
Everyone was a little confused. Only then did Xingxing suddenly realize it. Some of them were so angry that they took out a measuring tape, directly converted it to the current size, and asked people to start work immediately.
¡°We need to dig more to ensure that all the pigs and livestock can be fat and strong in the winter.¡±
Fang Xing was patrolling the surrounding area, and when he saw someone slacking off, he would go up and kick them.
Digging a hole is just a trivial matter for everyone, and several large stoves have been built nearby, and Hua Niang is taking more than ten wives to prepare everyone's dinner.
There are large pieces of pork rolling in the big pot, and the aroma is very rich.
The flower lady looked at the seasonings wrapped in gauze and said with some heartache: "Young master is so incompetent. Meat is considered a good thing, but he is willing to put these expensive seasonings."
And on the big stove next to it, several wives were making pancakes.
"This flour is so white! And the young master is actually willing to add oil!?"
A little daughter-in-law lifted a plastic bucket and poured the vegetable oil inside into the pot. Then the aroma of the oil floated to the side of the dug hole.
Seeing several young boys looking over there, Fang Jielun scolded: "Everyone, hurry up and work. The lazy people will only have dry pancakes to eat tonight, don't even think about eating meat and soup."
When it started to get dark, Fang Xing stopped. He told Fang Jielun: "Feed them and their families, at least a bowl of broth for each person. As for the fried cakes, keep talking and take care of it."
Fang Jielun agreed with a grimace, but he was a little heartbroken.
Turning around, his voice was a little soft: "Every household, please quickly call those who are still at home. The young master said that everyone will have a bowl of broth and pancakes today."
Boom!
The atmosphere exploded instantly. Everyone looked at Fang Xing¡¯s back as he returned to the main courtyard, asking questions about Jielun Fang.