The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife - Chapter 137 - : Jealousy
Feeling the malicious gaze, the originally lazy Yue Jiaojiao turned her head and met Liu Xiaowan’s eyes.
Yue Jiaojiao patted Zhao Zhan’s back to get him to put her down. She then looked at the maidens who had been talking to them with a smile and said, “The weather has been cold recently, so the maidens have to wear thicker clothes while sitting under the tree. If you suddenly feel cold, you must make a bowl of ginger soup and drink it when you get home.”
“Jiaojiao, how do you know so much? Are you a girl from a rich family?”
“Don’t ask nonsense.” Gu Xiaoyu patted the woman beside her and looked at Yue Jiaojiao with a joyous smile. “The construction of the house is going smoothly. Why did you think of coming back today?”
“Zhao Zhan has something to do. I’m just here to join in the fun.”
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Yue Jiaojiao tugged at Zhao Zhan’s sleeve as she spoke.
“Lizheng took some seedlings from me and wanted to plant them with me. I came back today to see how he was doing and to see if he needed any help,” Zhao Zhan took over the conversation. ” After the seeds are planted, I’ll spend some copper coins to collect the harvest.”
“Is it because you’ve been talking to everyone about retting fertilizer recently?”
Gu Xiaoyu had been waiting for Zhao Zhan at the village entrance, waiting to ask him about this.
Ever since Lizheng told everyone about Zhao Zhan’s special manure, many people in the village said that the money Zhao Zhan used to build his house must have been black-hearted money.
It was just a formula for manure, and he wanted everyone to follow him and farm half an acre of things with it.
No matter how precious the manure was, it couldn’t be as precious as the land, but Lizheng had already started planting it himself, so everyone was a little apprehensive.
After all, they were going to plant winter wheat soon, and they were also worried about the lack of fertilizer they would get.
“Zhao Zhan, I just want to ask you two things. Is that manure really that simple? Won’t we need to go around and pick them up? And I don’t know what you mean by it can really grow more things?”
“Maozhong is very good at telling the truth in our village. You see, I’ve been hunting in the mountains for so many years without taking care of the land. My seedlings are also growing well.
“What’s more, before this, Maozhong must have gone to the field to see the seedlings I planted. If I can plant them well, why should I change it up?”
In fact, it was not only Gu Xiaoyu’s family. During this period, the men in the village had been squatting in Zhao Zhan and Yang Dashan’s place to study after work.
“You’re right.” Gu Xiaoyu quickly carried the needlework basket in her arms and walked in front of the two. “I’ll go with you to Lizheng’s house. Didn’t you say that you have to sign a contract with Lizheng to learn the formula for this manure? I’ll go first.”
“Zhao Zhan, don’t forget that I’m the first one that wants to know. If there’s a seedling, you must give it to me first. The weather is getting colder, and the later it’s planted, the worse it will be.”
“Alright, you can come with us to Lizheng’s place.”
“Xiaoyu, don’t be blinded by it. Although it sounds like we can sell the harvest for more money than grain, who knows if we’re growing grain or grass in our fields?”
Liu Xiaowan’s sour voice rang out. She hid behind the people and spoke in a sharp voice, “Don’t give up hald an acre of land for a little fertilizer. Half an acre of land can at least produce a small bag of food. If your family takes it, your can eat for a month.”
“Liu Xiaowan, if you got guts, come out and say it.” Gu Xiaoyu had a shrewish personality and was always more powerful than her husband at home. She hated people like Liu Xiaowan who made things difficult for others even though she didn’t do it herself. “How dare you say it out? Be careful that your mother-in-law won’t scold you if she hears you. After all, even your man doesn’t listen to you.”
