After the summer harvest was over, Zhou Ying found shopkeeper Liu and said, "Uncle Liu, how is the harvest of the wheat on your two villages?"

"How do you want to divide?" Shopkeeper Liu asked with a smile.

"Yes, you have also seen that all the crops on Zhuangzi are sweet potatoes, and there are still two or three months to harvest. We have to eat during this time." Zhou Ying laughed immediately.

"I can only give you a thousand catties of wheat." Shopkeeper Liu nodded.

"Okay, as long as you can tide over the difficulties, how about I count ten cents per catty for you?"

Shopkeeper Liu shook his head and said, "Let's change. I have nothing to eat from my cattle and sheep, so I want to cut some sweet potato vines back."

"It's okay, this stuff grows fast, after the flowers wither and bear fruit, I have to cut off a part of the seedling and start turning the vines, what will I do for you then." Zhou Ying asked.

"Why do you have to cut off the vines? Only when the seedlings are flourishing can they grow up." Shopkeeper Liu asked puzzled.

"Think about it, there is only so much fertilizer in the field. If the seedlings are strong, the fertilizer will be wasted. We are now enjoying a good harvest.

Once a seedling takes root in the ground, it will also absorb fertilizer, so when the seedling is no longer needed, it must be turned over, otherwise it will not bear big fruit. "

"Okay you, how long have you been planting this, I'll let you study it thoroughly." Shopkeeper Liu said thoughtfully after hearing this.

"It's so-so, and it was discovered by the old farmer on the Zhuangzi."

Afterwards, the two exchanged some polite words, and Zhou Ying went back to the restaurant.

Then he said to Sun Hongliang: "Brother Sun, put a sign at the door, harvest wheat, twenty Wen a catty."

Sun Hongliang was stunned for a moment and said, "No matter how expensive it is, I'm afraid I won't be able to receive it?"

"Give it a try, just in case." Zhou Ying sighed and said, "But if we don't receive it, our restaurant will only sell vegetables and not staple food in the future."

"I understand." Sun Hongliang also understood that she was staying behind.

Otherwise, if they continue to sell, they will drink the northwest wind.

Early the next morning, shopkeeper Liu sent someone to deliver two carts of wheat, but Zhou Ying let them transport them directly to the Zhuangzi. It was really unsafe to stay in the restaurant, and it might cause trouble.

Sure enough, five days after the sign was put up, no one came to sell the wheat, and the water in the well became less and less.

In the end, Zhou Ying still reluctantly closed the restaurant, and Fang Qing and others still stayed at the restaurant to guard their homes.

As for Sun Hongliang's family, they moved to Zhuangzi with shopkeeper Liu, while Zhou Ying returned to the village and began to put away the peppers.

After harvesting the chili peppers, Zhou Ying began to climb up the mountain to see if she could gather something to cover herself.

In the old house, after dinner that night, Mrs. Qiao said, "Boss, you can go and send fifty catties of black noodles to your third son and the others later."

"No, I don't agree. This year we only harvested a thousand catties of wheat from our 50 mu, which is not enough to eat. If we give it to them, we will starve to death." Mrs. Liu went on to say: " Yes, their life is much better than ours, so they don't care about that black side."

Qiao Shi glared at her angrily. This is just a small thing, even if her eyesight is straightened, it won't work.

Then he looked at Yao Shi and said, "What do you say about the second child's family?"

"I..." Yao Shi was a little reluctant when he heard that. There are more than ten people in the family, and this thousand catties of wheat, even if it is served with all kinds of miscellaneous dishes, is enough for them to eat for four months at most. ,

She didn't want to take it out to others.

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