Make a fortune by farming: The sweetheart of the first assistant family

Zheng Shaoxuan had no objection to this.

When they were young, Zheng Shaoxuan, mother and son, were almost exterminated by the Zheng clan. Fortunately, they were able to save their family property with the protection of landlord Zhou.

After he came of age, landlord Zhou tried to take away his fame by any means, and Zheng Shaoxuan was attacked and ridiculed by the Zheng clan. He had long been disappointed with his clansmen who were unjust for profit.

Even without Huo Yunchao's warning, Zheng Shaoxuan would not have opened the back door for them.

Which one is more important, Zheng Shaoxuan has a feeling in his mind that Huo Yunchao, his mother's benefactor, brother-in-law, and confidant, must be more important.

Time flies, and it’s sweet potato harvest time again.

Huo Yun got up before dawn, and when he was dressed and ready to go out, Xu Ning called out to him: "Ms., I want to take Fubao to see how sweet potatoes are harvested. Little Fubao started crying, so I took him She goes home." She will never cause trouble to Huo Yunchao.

Huo Yunchao opened his hands and took Xu Ning, who was only wearing single clothes, into his arms: "Mother Ning, I will be very busy today and may not be able to take care of you two."

Xu Ning's simple words revealed her recognition and admiration for Huo Yunchao: "Ms., I know. I won't cause you any trouble. I just want Fu Bao to see how good the sweet potatoes her father grows are."

She admired Huo Yunchao from the bottom of her heart, and looked at him with eyes full of admiration, without the slightest hint of fraud.

Huo Yunchao held her face and gave her a big sip. He let go of her and came to the bedside to pick up the humming little Fu Bao. He kissed her several times until he wrinkled his nose and brows. The next second, he would Wow wow cry.

After provoking the fat girl, Huo Yunchao quickly stuffed the pouty hot potato into Xu Ning's arms, "Ning Niang, Fubao, I'll go first. I'll ask Changxing to come back and pick you up."

Watching Huo Yunchao's back, Xu Ning lowered his head and kissed little Fubao's forehead: "Fubao, your father is very angry. Don't be like him."

Not long after, Butcher Xu put back on his coarse linen clothes, a straw hat with holes in it, straw sandals on his feet, and a sickle in his hand: "Ning Niang, where is Chao'er? Are you in such a hurry to go out? Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Dad, didn't you say your back hurts?" Xu Ning said with a frown.

Her father asked the doctor to apply plaster yesterday to relieve his back pain. Why did he have to work in the fields again?

Butcher Xu waved his hand and said, "This man is old. It's normal for him to have back pain and leg cramps. It's nothing. Has he been walking towards Chao'er for a long time?"

Xu Ning knew that he couldn't persuade his old father, so he simply put the fat girl with watery eyes into Xu Tutu's arms: "Dad, my husband will send a carriage back to pick us up later, please hold Fu Bao for me for a while. "

"Okay." Butcher Xu took off his equipment and carefully held his precious granddaughter: "Fu Bao, your father is playing tricks with your father again! Wait and see how I deal with him!"

Xu Ning shook his head and laughed, then went back to the house to pack his clothes.

Huo Yunchao rode a carriage to the sweet potato field that was about to be harvested, and found that the villagers spontaneously put on hoes, sickles, bamboo baskets and other necessary agricultural tools for harvesting sweet potatoes.

"Marquis Pingle is here!"

"Hello, Mr. Hou!"

"Master Marquis, when will we start collecting?"

"Master Marquis, just don't worry, we won't go west if you point east! If you ask us to cut the sweet potato vines, we won't cut another weed!"

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As soon as Huo Yunchao got off the carriage, he was surrounded by enthusiastic people. After a lot of effort, he was able to get away and told Zhou Changxing: "Changxing, when you go back to pick up the old man and the madam, tell the madam that I need two big pots. , boil ten large pots of rice, mung beans and caramel, and bring them here together with the bowls and chopsticks."

He originally thought of cooking the mung bean porridge at home and then delivering it, but at first glance there would be at least one to two hundred people there, so it was better to provide the ingredients and let them make their own arrangements.

These simple and enthusiastic people have their own Xiao Jiujiu, but regardless of their deeds or their intentions, they spontaneously come to help, and Huo Yunchao reciprocates the favor. You come and I go, creating a virtuous circle.

When Zhou Changxing heard Huo Yunchao's arrangement, he couldn't help but said: "My boss, you are so kind."

"I just do what I can, it's just a small favor, it's nothing."

Huo Yunchao really didn't think he had done any good deeds. He was no longer the poor man who had to dig through his hair to buy his wife's headband, but a successful man with status and strong financial resources.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

Huo Yunchao believed that he was not yet at the level of "making great achievements and benefiting the world". His abilities were limited, so he tried his best to do as many practical and good things as possible under limited conditions, and that was all.

Zhou Changxing said nothing more, and became more and more determined to follow Huo Yunchao. Such a noble person deserves his admiration!

When the carriage stopped, the rising sun broke through the dark clouds and illuminated the earth. The warm and soft light brought infinite vitality and vitality.

"Master Hou is here!"

The tenant farmers, who had been waiting for a long time, led the whole family and looked forward to Huo Yunchao's arrival with excitement.

Huo Yunchao noticed that the tenant farmers were guarding with their wives, children, and children, and he felt unspeakably heavy in his heart: "We can't start until Magistrate Wang and the government officials are in place. Folks, can you let the elderly and children go home first? In this free time Waiting..."

"Master Hou, we are willing to wait!"

One of the white-haired old ladies came out, wearing patched coarse linen clothes and full of energy.

"Yes! Lord Marquis, we are happy to wait."

When Huo Yunchao saw that the big guys were so determined, he stopped trying to persuade him and chatted with them while waiting for Magistrate Wang and others, mainly about the harvest and preservation of sweet potatoes.

One of them, a dark-skinned man, said: "Master Hou, I have a relative who is a businessman. He said that he would pay me a high price to buy sweet potatoes. I didn't dare to agree. I wanted to ask Master Hou first if he wanted to recycle the sweet potatoes. If Master Hou wanted to, I’ll keep it all for Mr. Hou.”

Huo Yunchao asked him with a smile: "Brother, the price specified by the merchant is much higher than the purchase price I gave you. If your family has a harvest of thousands of kilograms, you will lose a lot of money."

The man said with tears in his eyes: "Master Hou, I don't care what other people think. As for me, that's not how the score is settled. Master Hou saved my daughter-in-law who had difficulty giving birth on the way to the hospital, and also allowed our family to grow three crops." Mu of sweet potatoes is a great benefactor to our family. Ever since I planted sweet potatoes for Mr. Marquis, all eight members of my family have received hundreds of kilograms of miscellaneous grains from Mr. Marquis, so that we can all survive."

Huo Yunchao thought for a long time before he remembered who it was: "So it's you!"

The man's eyes were red and he said: "Master Hou, I will sell you all the sweet potatoes at the agreed price."

Huo Yunchao remembered what happened to this man and his wife, and knew that he was a kind and righteous person. He smiled and refused: "No need. Just take the remaining sweet potatoes and sell them to merchants at a high price. The money for planting sweet potatoes is only the first two taels." It’s a good year to earn money, so you can exchange more money to support your family, maintain your health, and grow two or three acres of sweet potatoes next year. In this way, mutual benefit between you and me is the best choice.”

The man was not a fool who couldn't understand the good words. He knew that Huo Yunchao was trying to give him a hint. He was immediately excited and bowed to say thank you: "Thank you, Lord Marquis!"