What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Because they were too tired, the two rarely went to bed late.

Uncle Wu, who got up early, didn't call them. He made breakfast by himself, and the charcoal was burning in the pot to warm it up. They could eat it when they woke up.

When the two woke up, it was already the end of the day.

After getting up and finishing the porridge, Nan Xing went to wash the clothes, while Jing Mo went to find Zhou Jing with the gift prepared for Zhou Jing's family.

The neighbors all knew that they went out to play, and when they saw him, they all greeted him.

Jingmo answered.

All the way to Zhou Jing's house.

Zhou Jing was not there, and Zhou's mother was nowhere to be seen, only Zhou Ying was in the yard.

Jing Mo called her through the fence door: "Yingying, where's your brother?"

Zhou Ying was playing in the yard, when she heard Jing Mo's voice, she looked up and rushed over: "Brother Jing, you are back, brother has gone to the field."

Jing Mo stretched his arms and passed the things to her through the fence door: "I bought this for you and brother, you take it in, and give it to brother when he comes back."

The child doesn't know whether things are expensive or not, but only knows to be obedient. She took it on tiptoe: "When my brother comes back, do you want him to find you?"

"It will be all right."

"okay, I get it."

"Well, you are good." Jing Mo said and went back.

When I got home, Nan Xing's clothes hadn't been washed yet.

Jing Mo went to help fade the water, and hung it up to dry after washing.

After washing the clothes, Nan Xing found the urn and put away the dried vegetables and beans that had been dried.

The dried vegetables and dried beans after drying have a different kind of fragrance.

These are a good dish for braised pork during Chinese New Year.

The two fumbled here and there, and after finishing their work, Zhou Jing also came to find him.

Greetings upon entering.

Jing Mo asked him, "Have you gone to the field?"

Zhou Jingjing nodded: "The tomatoes are already partially ripe, do you have to ask Brother Nanying to come back?" As I said earlier, when Jingmo comes back, the crops in the field will be harvested.

"Well, let Uncle Hai tell him tomorrow. Where's the corn?"

"You can pick it up too."

Jing Mo nodded: "I'll discuss it with the village chief later. It's still the same. If your mother wants to sell it, let her pick it."

"Okay." He thought for a while, and then said, "Why did you buy something for me and Yingying?"

Jing Mo smiled and said, "What? Isn't it normal for elder brother to hurt younger brother?"

For a moment, Zhou Jing was speechless.

In fact, it was precisely because of his kindness that Zhou Jing only followed him: "Thank you, Brother Jing."

Jing Mo waved his hand, indicating that it's okay: "How's the cotton?"

"What I took care of according to your instructions is already a mess, and it can be accepted according to the day."

"There's no rush for Cotton, let's sell the corn first, you go back, I'll figure it out." After going out for a while, there will be a lot of things when I come back, and Jing Mo has no choice but to accept his fate.

"Okay." He also knew that he was a farmer and couldn't help much.

After sending Zhou Jing away, Jing Mo raised his voice and said to Nan Xing: "Xing Xing, I'll go to the village chief's house." The matter still needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Nan Xing was in the room, and responded to the words.

Jing Mo went out, closed the courtyard door, and went to the village chief's house.

I met a villager on the road and asked him, "Jingmo, can I buy corn with you?"

Jing Mo didn't know him, and because of the fertilizer matter before, he had established a reputation in Nanhe Village. If this person dared to ask him, there should be no conflict: "You can ask the village chief about this matter, and he will agree. "

"it is good."

Jing Mo hummed and went to the village chief's house.

It just so happened that Nan Hai and Nan He brothers were at the village chief's house, talking, when they saw Jing Mo coming in, Nan Hai asked, "You came just in time."

Jing Mo asked: "Are you discussing things in the field?"

The village head hummed, and said, "Our family planted a few acres of corn at once, and there are many people in the village who planted it. I'm afraid it won't sell so well this time, so we need to plan early."

Jing Mo grabbed a bamboo chair and sat down next to them: "So this matter requires everyone to work together."

They had also discussed it before, and this meeting just happened to tell Jingmo: "The big head is still the same, supplying the Sanshizhai and the restaurants in the town."

Jing Mo nodded.

Nan Hai also responded: "I will tell Ah Ying by the way when I go to the county seat tomorrow morning."

Nan He said: "The county town can't stop, you must know that the mayor and the county magistrate have also planted a lot."

Jing Mo said: "You can rest assured that the mayor may not sell it in the county seat. As for the county magistrate, he probably doesn't have enough to hand it over."

The village head said: "The plan should be made early. If the county can't sell all the goods, then we can pull them to the next county. The family also has a bullock cart, which is more convenient than others."

Jing Mo said: "If I want to say it, if we still want to earn this money, the seeds must not be sold outside."

The three of Nan He nodded in agreement.

Nan Hai said to the village chief: "Those who have these three things in the village should raise them."

The village head is clear about this: "I will tell them."

Jing Mo also said to the village chief: "In addition, if someone wants to find you here for retail, you can do as you see."

In fact, Jingmo has already opened up the market before, and this time it must be easier for them to sell goods than before, but it will take more effort, after all, the planting volume has increased a lot.

When it comes to doing business, everyone here is more familiar with Jingmo than Jingmo, and they have figured out a way without Jingmo saying anything.

The village head concluded: "Then it's decided. Starting tomorrow, everyone will sell together."

Jing Mo said, "I won't go, shall I?"

Those present were all elders, and anyone who said this would probably be criticized, but their tolerance for Jingmo was high.

Because I know Jingmo's 'lazy' temperament.

The village chief smiled and said, "You can just keep an eye on the field at home."

Moreover, Jing Mo is not familiar with the nearby towns and villages, so there is really no way for him to sell them.

It was still the original task, and Jing Mo was very satisfied.

So the next day, Nanhe Village started selling corn vigorously again.

This time, not only the Jingmo family, but other corn farmers in the village also sold them together.

If you have a car, you can go farther, if you don’t have a car, you can walk around, and you can still sell.

In fact, the best sales are those who have regular customers, but they are only the second time, the way has not been fully opened, and a lot of hard work is still needed.

Nan Hai didn't carry passengers this morning, so he went to the town to inform Nan Ying, and then went to the county town to find his two sons.

That afternoon, the two sons came back with him.

Then I went to the field to break a cart full of corn and took it to the county town to sell.

As Jing Mo predicted, there were no other corn sellers in the county except Nanhai's two sons.

The mayor's corn has long been sold to various places through relationships, and the county magistrate's corn has already been ordered by the magistrate.

After they are ripe and picked, they will all be sent to the capital.

Half a month later, the crops of corn became popular in the nearby towns due to everyone's efforts to promote them, and almost everyone knew them.

Everyone knows that there is a Nanhe Village, and all these novelty things are planted in it.

Of course, there are people who want to buy seeds, but those who have seeds have been beaten, and they dare not sell them outside without permission.

At least in the past few years, before the government expands planting, everyone can still earn some money.

After the tomatoes and potatoes were almost sold out, the bell peppers also began to go on the market.

This is the first time Jingmo has planted and sold it, so I don't know how the effect will be, so I only planted two acres of land, but it was successfully sold.

Peppers mature one month later than corn, and the growth cycle is longer, so they are also more expensive than tomatoes and potatoes.

Even so, it's still out of stock.

The main reason is that the advertisement is well advertised, and it is not afraid that it will not attract attention if it is said that this food has good nutritional value and what will happen if you eat it.

Although it sounds exaggerated, Jing Mo is not lying.

After the peppers were bought, there was only cotton left in the field. Jingmo planted two acres of cotton. He mainly wanted to test the yield, plus his own use. Under the busy work of the family, all of them were picked. Now There are only bare stalks left in the field.

He doesn't need to deal with the stalks, other adults will clean up after the busy work.

How to deal with the stalks, they are more familiar than Jingmo.

And Jingmo is responsible for packing out the cotton.

Cotton is picked in good weather and can be used after the seeds are removed, and the removed seeds are used for seeds.

Jingmo planted cotton on two mu of land. The output of one mu of land is about 2000 kilograms, and two mu of land is more than [-] kilograms. to sell.

Cotton is not a new variety, but one with the output of Jingmo is probably rare.

The packed cotton piles filled the room.

Before selling it, Jing Mo said to Nan Xing: "Go and tell your uncles, let them all come and get some cotton to make quilt cotton clothes, and I'm going to sell the rest."

The white cloud-like cotton made Nanxing love it when he saw it: "How much does the family prepare?"

Jing Mo said: "Let's divide it according to the head. If it's cold in winter, prepare ten catties of quilts. Let them calculate the number by themselves. Just come and weigh them."

Nan Xing nodded: "Let's change our house too."

Jing Mo naturally agrees with this.

The villagers also knew that Jingmo had picked cotton, and wanted to buy some from him.

Jingmo wants everyone to spend this winter safely, so they sell it at a low price, five cents a catty. You must know that the cotton cloth in the town is far more than this price.

Knowing that Jingmoji was hanging on them, almost all the villagers came to buy from Jingmo.

What's more, even relatives have to bring some.

In fact, it is not that Jingmo is destroying the market. It is normal for the finished cotton cloth to be more expensive than cotton.

After all, cotton is a raw material and has not been processed.

Cotton cloth can be directly made into clothes.

If you buy cotton to make a quilt, you have to buy a cloth cover, and the same goes for clothes, which is another cost.

So more than half of the more than 2000 catties of cotton were removed for their own use at home, including those sold to villagers.

For the remaining one thousand catties, Jing Mo went to the cloth shop in the town, and the price he negotiated with them was still five cents.

Buxing didn't try to bargain, mainly because the price offered by Jingmo was fair.

After all, they earned money, so Bu Xing immediately sent someone over to inspect the goods.

Cotton is dry, white, and not mixed with other substances, and its quality is of high quality.

The person in charge who came over to hand over the cloth said: "We will send someone to pick it up in a while."

Jing Mo naturally thought that the sooner they could take it away, the better, knowing that the vacant rooms were all full: "Okay."

The person in charge paid a deposit of two taels first, and settled the rest after the weighing.

All the money sold by Jingmo was handed over to Nan Xing for safekeeping, and they agreed to calculate the total after the harvest was over.

In the afternoon, Buxing sent several bullock carts to load the goods.

It also comes with a scale beam to weigh.

After weighing, it was calculated that the total amount of cotton was [-] catties.

That's still the amount to erase a little bit.

The person in charge paid him the rest of the money in one lump sum: "Will you plant after the spring?"

Jing Mo understood what he meant: "It depends on the situation next year." If the weather next year is not good, it is normal for the price to increase.

The person in charge understood, so he said to him: "If you want to replant, please contact us first, and the price can be negotiated."

Doing business with him is very comfortable, Jing Mo nodded: "It's natural."

At this point, the goods are all sold out.

In the evening, after taking a shower, the two finally had time to calculate the money for the sale.

In fact, Nan Xing has already counted.

Although they planted a lot this time, there were also many people who distributed them. They got rid of the cotton for themselves. After the rest of the money was distributed, they earned more than eight taels this time.

And their family added five taels of cotton, a total of 13 taels.

This amount is naturally not enough compared to the two acres of land last time.

But this is the income after sharing, which is okay.

You must know that in this sale, their family is the big one because of the cotton, but the other families have earned the same money.

With this income, and cotton, everyone can have a good year.

Nan Xing collected the money and lay on the big bed, spreading his hands and feet: "It's fun to earn money like this. Everyone has it, and no one is jealous." This kind of good life is like a dream.

Jing Mo sat by the bed and said, "Tomorrow, I will go buy cloth and come back to make quilts and cotton-padded clothes."

Nan Xing turned over and looked at him: "Okay, I bought your clothes by the way."

"Listen to you." Jing Mo lowered his head and kissed him.

Nan Xing said: "I'm done with the work in the field, and now I have to chop firewood for the New Year."

For corn and potatoes, because there is still a period of time before the Chinese New Year, they only save a little for these few days and dare not keep too much, so the food for the Chinese New Year is still only meat and vegetables from the field.

"Okay, I'll chop."

"Well, I'll go with you when I'm done."

Jing Mo got into bed, pulled off the quilt, and hugged him: "You don't need these things, I'll just do it."

Nan Xing yawned in his arms and said, "I just want to go with you."

Jing Mo was naturally happy that his wife was so attached to him.

"Go to sleep."

Jing Mo kissed his lips.

The author has something to say:

I’ve written about selling corn before, so I won’t go into details this time, and I’ll finish it with a long chapter tomorrow (are you caught off guard?)

I said before that the main text does not describe children, so the story will end when it should end.

Stop talking, I'm going to bed, I'm so sleepy.