Farming in another world to make a fortune

If Yu Zhou could think of Yu Qing's words, Jin Chuan would naturally think of them too, and he was quite bold, looking at Yu Zhou with great interest, "Didn't Uncle Qing say that there are other places in the mountains where we can pick them?" .”

The more he talked, the more he felt that it was a good idea, and he arranged everything later, "When we go to the mountain to pick it for two days, the ones under the cliff will grow well, and then we can go back to pick it off the cliff, and so on. There will be no free time."

Yu Zhou tapped Jin Chuan's forehead with his finger, and said helplessly, "Uncle Qing is talking about the deep mountains, so you are not afraid of encountering jackals and tigers and leopards who will take you away?"

Jin Chuan shook slightly, and said slowly, "No...it's not that bad, is it?"

"Why not? I don't know who it was yesterday morning. I felt scared near Guikuya." Yu Zhou cast a sidelong glance at Jin Chuan and sighed pitifully, "Besides, if you are The tiger or something is gone, and I'm alone again."

Jin Chuan burst into enthusiasm, "What...you are alone, you can't say that."

"If you don't go to the mountains, I won't say anything." Yu Zhou shrugged.

"Then what do you want to do?" Jin Chuan said frankly, "I know there are tea leaves in the mountains, but I can't pick them. I can't bear it."

"We can ask someone to pick it." Yu Zhou was also reluctant, but he was more concerned about the physical condition of the two of them. Neither of them was used to high-intensity farm work. They picked tea in the morning and morning, and picked tea in the afternoon and evening. There is no need to stop in the middle of frying tea. On such a day, two or three days are fine, but after a long time, I will definitely be tired and sick.

Although he knew that the tea would fetch a good price, it would not be worth it if the two of them were healthy. After all, the medical facilities here were limited, and a minor illness was a big risk.

"Ask someone to pick it?" Jin Chuan pondered for a long time after hearing the words, and then said, "Is this... all right?"

Yu Zhou didn't answer, but asked another question with a smile, "Look at me frying so many pots of tea yesterday, have you learned it?"

Jin Chuan thought for a while and shook his head decisively. Although he was confident enough in himself, Yu Zhou kept telling him when and what temperature to use, and he didn't hide some small details from him, but he was still very self-aware. Even if he knows all the procedures, if he really wants to stir fry by himself, he will definitely not be able to do what Yu Zhou did.

"That's it." Yu Zhou spread his hands, and told Jin Chuan about the conversation between Mrs. Chen and Aunt Chen at the door when she came back from buying a dustpan at Chen's house yesterday.

After listening to this, Jin Chuan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Then go ask Mrs. Cheng."

The two of them waited until Uncle Chen and Chen Feng came back from the field at noon before going there. After patrolling around, seeing that there was no one else outside the yard, they directly explained their purpose, "We want to ask Uncle Chen to help with something. "

"What's the matter, tell me." It was Aunt Chen who answered.

"I came here yesterday to borrow a dustpan because I picked some leaves from the mountains and needed to dry them," Yu Zhou said. "I discussed with Jinchuan in the morning and wanted to get some more to sell, so I wanted to ask Uncle Chen to go to the mountains for help." Pluck the leaves, and you will be paid for the plucked leaves by the catty."

"Hey, isn't it just the leaves of the tree? Which one do you want? I'll pack a basket for you from the mountains every day after finishing work. I don't need any money." Chen Fengdao sneered.

"You can do it," Aunt Chen reprimanded softly, and then turned to Yu Zhou, "What kind of leaves do you want, and how do you pick them?"

Yu Zhou replied: "It's the kind of short bushes under Guikuya Cliff. I only pick a leaf and a bud that have just grown."

Chen Feng opened his mouth and silently moved his eyes away.

Aunt Chen couldn't hold back her teasing and said, "Aren't you going to grab a bag?"

"I know that thing," said Uncle Chen who had been silent all this time. "Since I was a child, there have been growing under the Ghost Crying Cliff. I heard that there are more in the mountains."

"When we came back yesterday, we met Uncle Qing, and he also said that there are in the mountains." Yu Zhou said.

Uncle Chen was silent for a while, and then said: "To tell you the truth, I have only heard of where this kind of tree grows in the deep mountains, but I have never seen it, and if I go to the mountains, I dare not go to some places."

"Then..." Yu Zhou was a little disappointed. He thought that the deep mountains mentioned by Uncle Qing were not considered deep, and Uncle Chen should also know that before talking about wolves, tigers and leopards, he was just trying to scare Jinchuan. Unexpectedly, even Uncle Chen would not dare go.

"Boy Zhou," Aunt Chen suggested seeing him lost in thought, "If you really want the leaves, ask Yu Qing to go with your uncle. Yu Qing has been hunting with his father in the mountains since he was a child. He is not afraid of danger."

Yu Zhou paused, "...I don't want other people in the village to know about this."

"You can rest assured that Yu Qing can keep his word," Aunt Chen said. "As for his wife, didn't you say that you would pay for the leaves you pick? As long as you give the money, his wife will keep it for you." You guard it tightly, and you won't let the villagers know anything about it."

Yu Zhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, yes, he didn't want the villagers to know about the tea, especially Uncle Chen and Uncle Qing's family who helped pick the tea.

The people in the village didn't know what he was using those leaves for, so it didn't affect his coming here for a while.

But another point is clear, that is, he is willing to spend money to collect those leaves.

There are only two places in the mountains that grow that kind of leaves. Since Uncle Chen and Uncle Qing can pick them, other people can naturally pick them too, and if they are picked and sent to him here, it is not afraid that he will not accept them. They are all from the same village after all. , He can't just accept this and not that.

Everyone knows that the ghost cry is under the cliff, so it goes without saying. As for the deep mountains, once Uncle Qing goes, there will definitely be a lot of people in the village who dare to follow. Uncle Qing can't just ignore it, right?

After realizing that this is also a kind of bondage of interests, Yu Zhou immediately felt much more relaxed, and said to Aunt Chen, "Uncle Qing, I want to ask Madam to come forward and ask him to come over and discuss."

Aunt Chen nodded approvingly, "Well, when they go to work in the field in the afternoon, I'll ask Xiaojuan to talk about it."

"Thank you, Auntie." Yu Zhou thought in his heart that Jiang is really old and hot, and Aunt Chen is really considerate in doing things.

In the evening, when Yu Qing and his wife came back from the field, they fell behind the villagers, and then took advantage of everyone's inattention and turned directly into Chen's house.

After Yu Zhou saw it from the yard, he also took Jin Chuan to follow.

When I entered the door, I heard Aunt Qing asking Aunt Chen, "Auntie, do you need to talk to us?"

"It's not me looking for you," Aunt Chen raised her chin, pointing at Yu Zhou who had just entered the door, "here, it's Boy Zhou looking for you."

"What does he want us for?" The smile on Aunt Qing's face faded slightly.

"It's like this," Yu Zhou said, "Yesterday when I came back from the mountains, I met Uncle Qing. Uncle Qing saw that I had picked some tree leaves, and said that besides Ghost Crying Cliff, there were also leaves deep in the mountains."

"Yeah." Aunt Qing nodded, Yu Qing told her about this when she went back yesterday, and asked her to go to the field to chop a basket of vegetables and send it to Yu Zhou, could she not know?

"So I want to ask Uncle Qing and Uncle Chen to help me pick the leaves of this tree," Yu Zhou said, "Just like the method Uncle Qing has seen before, one bud and one leaf, only pick the leaves in the morning and morning. I'll give you ten fen per catty."

This price was discussed by Yu Zhou and Jin Chuan long ago. Both of them are confident that this cost is nothing compared to the value of their tea, and there are enough attractive benefits to attract them. It was even more difficult for Uncle Chen and Uncle Qing's family to tell the story.

At noon, they told Uncle Chen's family the price. Although the Chen family thought the price was too high at first, they were persuaded by Yu Zhou and Jin Chuan in the end.

Aunt Qing was different. When he heard the price, he opened his mouth wide in shock, and said after a while, "What do you want this for? Such a high price."

Yu Zhou smiled and didn't answer what he was doing, but said: "This thing can't be weighed. After I finished sweeping the grave yesterday, I picked it with Jin Chuan until the end of the day, and only picked more than five catties. It’s less than six catties. Besides, we’ve only heard of it growing deep in the mountains, but we don’t know where it is and whether it’s dangerous, so it’s worth the price.”

"That's right," Aunt Qing nodded proudly, "In this village, except for our Yu Qing, no one dares to run into the deep mountains."

Yu Zhou smiled agreeably when he heard the words.

But Yu Qing scratched his head and said, "There is no danger near that valley, but if you go, you may not be able to find it."

After hearing this, Aunt Qing immediately turned her head and glared at him.

Yu Zhou and Jin Chuan looked at each other and smiled, they both pretended not to see.

After a while, Yu Qing thought of something, and said again: "There is one more thing I want to tell you, it's already past Qingming, even if I only go to the mountains to pick leaves in the morning and morning, at most it won't be until Guyu A few days ago, when the time comes to transplant rice seedlings, there will be no time to spare.”

"It's okay," Yu Zhou said with a smile, "I also need it for a few days, and I won't need it when Guyu arrives."

"That's good."

After several people discussed, Uncle Qing and Uncle Chen took Chen Feng, who insisted on following, into the mountain early in the morning of the second day, and the three of them came back after noon.

Although all the people working in the field had gone home, the three of them turned down directly from the back mountain, and each of them had a handful of leaves on their back baskets.

After Yu Zhou heard Xiao Juan calling them, he took the scale and went to the next door.

One by one, they weighed it. Uncle Chen was more than two catties, Uncle Qing was a little more than three catties, and Chen Feng was the least, only less than two catties.

They spent a little longer today than Yu Zhou and the others that day, but Uncle Qing, who picked the most, was about the same speed as Yu Zhou and the others that day.

However, it is also understandable that Yu Zhou was used to picking tea leaves since he was a child before crossing, and he knew how to pick them the fastest.

But for Uncle Chen and the others, they made a lot of money. Even Chen Feng, who picked the least, still had seventeen coins. It's only twenty Wen a day.

People in nearby villages rushed to do it.

Yu Zhou said in the front that Jin Chuan gave the money in the back with the money bag.

Chen Feng happily took it, and even raised his hand to frighten Yu Zhou.

But Uncle Chen hesitated for a moment, "Do you have enough money in your family? If not, it doesn't matter if I put it on credit first."

Jin Chuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Chen, Yu Zhou took up work at the book shop some time ago, and the money he earned is enough."

This is what the two of them have discussed a long time ago. Now that there is a way of tea, the money earned from the book shop cannot be hidden, and even Uncle Chen and Uncle Qing must know, so as not to find out later that their family has money. When the money is gone, all guesses will be made on the tea.

After Uncle Qing heard this, he turned his head to look at Yu Zhou in surprise, and Chen Feng even walked over and patted Yu Zhou on the shoulder, saying, "Not bad."

Afterwards, it was not until two days before Guyu that Uncle Chen and the others stopped to go up the mountain to pick tea leaves for Yu Zhou. I went to Uncle Chen’s house and borrowed some to pretend.

Every day, Yu Zhou and Jin Chuan would weigh the tea that was roasted and selected, and then write it down. Counting it back and forth, it weighed more than fourteen catties in total.

However, all the money in Yu Zhou's purse was also spent, including the five coins he wanted to save before.Even at Jinchuan's place, there are only a few dozen texts left.