Chapter 228: The First Taste of the Harvest

Time flies, Shiyi Village finally ushered in the harvest season of the first batch of silkworm cocoons!

Those farmers who followed Zhang Daman to plant mulberry and raise silkworms looked at the silkworm cocoons formed by white flowers in the silkworm room, as if in the autumn harvest season, looking at the yellow, orange and orange corn cobs in the field.

However, silkworm cocoons are a novelty, and they are full of expectations, and they really don't know how much these white-flowered cocoons can be exchanged for.

According to the silkworm raising technique taught by Zhang Daman, how to pick cocoons, pick those cocoons formed by them, and put them in snakeskin bags.

And Zhang Daman had already made an appointment to let these villagers put the picked silkworm cocoons in snakeskin bags and take them to the village committee, waiting for him to buy them together, and then he would transport them to the county seat and sell them to those cocoon buyers.

During this time, Shiyi Village also ushered in a relatively good village-level road, which was re-paved with sand and smoothed a lot from the previous potholed mountain road.

There were also outside vehicles that entered the village committee of Shiyi Village.

There were even vehicles that began to buy iron ore, and some villagers did not grow mulberry and silkworms, but went to the land, picked up the iron ore, and sold it to the bosses who bought iron ore in exchange for some money.

In contrast, the villagers who planted mulberry and silkworms with Zhang Daman had a greater sense of achievement.

After they cocooned, they are also estimating how much they can sell.

According to the purchase price given by Zhang Daman, 30 yuan a catty, many villagers have 100-200 cocoons in the first batch of silkworm cocoons, even according to the 5% franchise fee per catty, to Zhang Daman, a rough calculation, not to mention a batch of silkworm cocoons also has 3000-6000 yuan.

In this way, it will take about more than a month, and a batch of silkworm cocoons will be produced in less than two months.

Starting from about March of the first year, you can raise silkworms until about September, hurry up, you can raise 5 or 6 batches of silkworm cocoons, a batch of more than 3,000, 5 or 6 batches, that is also an annual income of 1-20,000 yuan.

No, the dream of 10,000 households can be realized!

Even after such a rough calculation, those villagers who followed the mulberry and silkworm cultivation began to regret it!

They regret that their family's land was not planted with mulberry seedlings, and most of them did not dare to take risks, and only planted about half of the land.

Only about half of the land can earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a year, and if all the land is planted with mulberry and silkworms, isn't there 30,000 or 40,000 yuan a year?

No wonder Zhang Daman was able to become the richest man in Shiyi Village in such a short time!

These ignorant villagers, when they have not reaped the benefits, all adopt a questioning attitude of spectators, once they taste the sweetness, they will be addicted.

The family closed the door, pinched their fingers and calculated the accounts, patted their thighs, and sighed for a long time, oops, what a regret, I knew that all the land was planted with mulberry seedlings!

It's hard to buy, and you know it early!

All this was almost as Zhang Daman expected.

He also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, especially after all the villagers' silkworms had formed cocoons, his tense nerves were finally relaxed.

You know, whether you can fire the first shot is too important for him!

If the first shot can be fired, it means that more villagers will devote themselves to planting mulberry and silkworms.

As long as they taste the sweetness, everything will be easy to do!

If this is messed up, not only will they not follow Zhang Daman to continue to do it, but they will also dig up the graves of Zhang Daman's ancestors for eighteen generations from the ground and scold them all.

The dust has finally settled!

Zhang Daman was a little happy, and according to the agreed time, in addition to moving his own silkworm cocoons to the village committee, he also had to go to the village committee to buy the cocoons of other villagers.

During this time, he really got Guo Zhuang, a free laborer.

Guo Zhuang has been following him to study and practice Tai Chi diligently, but he has also been helping Zhang Daman to work and raise silkworms.

After this period of time, Guo Zhuang's sericulture skills and Tai Chi are almost ready to be mastered.

Busy and busy, he worked hard and complained, which made Zhang Daman feel deeply gratified.

During these days, if there is no Guo Zhuang's help, he is busy working alone, which is really enough.

At the entrance of the village committee, a lot of villagers have already gathered, crowded, and there are villagers who participate in planting mulberry and raising silkworms, packing those silkworm cocoons in snakeskin bags and piling them in a row.

There are also some who come to see the excitement, because today is the first time Zhang Daman has purchased silkworm cocoons, how much money can be made by planting mulberry and raising silkworms, these villagers with a wait-and-see attitude are more anxious to get answers than those who participated.

When everyone saw Zhang Daman coming, they all had smiles on their faces, and they all gave Zhang Daman a thumbs up.

"Guo Zhuang, help, today we will buy all the cocoons of the villagers, and then transport them to the county seat!" Zhang Daman came to the village committee and gave Guo Zhuang an order.

"Okay, Master, don't worry!" Guo Zhuang's thick arms are not small, and he is also respectful to Zhang Daman.

He is also a very enthusiastic young man, so some kind-hearted villagers in Shiyi Village also plan to introduce Guo Zhuang to his daughter-in-law!

It's a pity that Guo Zhuang doesn't appreciate it, and he is dedicated to practicing martial arts and practicing martial arts, he really has developed limbs and negative emotional intelligence!

"Zhang Daman!"

Qin Lan also came, and she also planted a large part of the land with mulberry leaves this year and followed silkworm raising.

She, the village head Qin Zhenhua, and her mother Wan Ju carried three snakeskin bags of silkworm cocoons on their backs and sent them to the village committee.

According to what Zhang Daman said to Qin Lan in advance, their silkworm cocoons are special, not only do they not charge a franchise fee, but they will also calculate the purchase price.

Qin Lan believed that Zhang Daman would not pit their family, so she also sent the silkworm cocoons and let Zhang Daman transport them to the county seat to sell.

Of course, Zhang Daman will definitely not make the difference in the price of Qin Lan's silkworm cocoons, his silkworm cocoons can be sold for fifty-one catties, and he will definitely not give Qin Lan's family forty-nine and one catties.

After all, whether it was because of Qin Lin or Qin Lan, he and the Qin family seemed to be already a family.

"Yo, village chief, you have a lot of silkworm cocoons!"

"That's it, this son-in-law serves as the technical director of sericulture, it's just different......"

"No, maybe, Daman has taught him a lot of secret recipes!"

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After the village chief Qin Zhenhua came, some villagers joked.

"Hehe, look at what you said one by one, we didn't provide you with technical guidance on silkworm raising!"

After all, Zhang Daman, as the richest man in Shiyi Village, is still very proud of the weight of this fast son-in-law.

When Miss Lin marries into Zhang's family, this son-in-law, that's a sure thing.

Rural people, regardless of the village head, or the branch secretary, this vanity is still there.

Whose daughter doesn't want to marry a good man Hu Hu and marry a promising person.

"That's, that's it, you guys, don't patronize it, Da Barbarian is very fair!" Wan Ju also echoed and said, "Look at your cocoons are not small!"

"Hahaha, sister-in-law, this big man will soon be the son-in-law of your old Qin family, what a blessing!" said a villager enviously.

Qin Lan listened to it in her ears, and her heart was tumbling with mixed tastes, which was very unpleasant.

It's a pity that the girl from the Qin family who married Zhang Daman was her sister Qin Lin, not herself.

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Nightfall, Shanmiaotun, Zhang Daman's house.

"Master Liang, please be old, show my family the fortune, whether it is a crime or a disaster, this year, our family is really worried about it......"

An old man in a Mao suit, wearing reading glasses, his hair was already like snow, bald, and his face was covered with the ruts of the years, the vicissitudes of life, but his spirit was extremely vigorous, and he did not look like a slump in his twilight years because of his old appearance.

Wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, he sat on a stool in Zhang Daman's house.

He is Mr. Liang Da, the great feng shui of Shiyi Village. Dead people do dojos, feng shui, divination, are all Mr. Liang's specialties.

The people in the village called him "Mr. Liangda" or "Master Liang".

It is said that Mr. Liang Da is familiar with Maoshan spells, and according to legend, in his early years, fighting with people, he could break boulders with a flick of his fingers, and could drive snakes, insects and beasts in the mountains.

It is also said that when the dead are funeral in the countryside, usually, it is a few big men who carry the coffin out of the funeral, but Mr. Liang Da has the spell of "flying mourning".

Legend has it that when the "flying funeral", that is, the funeral, the coffin is not carried by a few big men, but a warlock like Mr. Liang Da, riding on the coffin, driven by magic, the coffin soars into the air, flies out of the funeral, and goes to the cemetery.

For the legend of Mr. Liang Da, the "flying funeral" spell is only one of them.

Once, Mr. Liang Da passed by a farmer's house and traveled a long way, and he was very thirsty, so he asked the master's family for a sip of water. Who knows, instead of giving a bowl of water, the hostess also made disrespectful remarks.

In a fit of rage, Mr. Liang used a spell to drive a python to entrench in the water tank of the hostess's house, and when the hostess opened the water tank, she was half scared to death.

If you want to talk about how this Mr. Liang Da's ability came about, it is even older to trace it, and you have to start with a legend.

The county seat where Shiyi Village is located is called Lingfeng County, a long, long time ago, there was a rich family in Lingfeng County, surnamed Cen, this Cen old man relied on the inexhaustible wealth of the family, recuperated, recruited troops, and thought that one day, he would rise up and be the overlord of one side.

He recruited talents among the people, and finally one day, a feng shui master who traveled the world followed a long-tracked dragon vein all the way to Lingfeng County.

This feng shui master found the foot of the mountain in Lingfeng County, and was immediately shocked by this wonderful feng shui, which was the dragon vein he had been searching for many years.

Looking up, this series of mountains seems to be like a hovering flying dragon, and under the top of the mountain, a natural stone cave seems to be a giant dragon's open mouth.

Vividly, this is it, the dragon vein of the treasure land of feng shui is here.

For Feng Shui masters, once they find such an amazing Feng Shui treasure, they are all happy to dance.

Someone informed Master Cen of this major discovery of the feng shui master.

Master Cen was looking for a feng shui treasure in order to bury his ancestors' tomb in a treasure place, so he recruited a feng shui master into the mansion and gave him warm hospitality.

After some hospitality, Master Cen expressed the dilemma in his heart and begged the feng shui master to come out of the feng shui treasure.

The feng shui master pondered for a long time, and finally agreed to Master Cen's request, but there must be one condition, that is, from now on, Master Cen will send the feng shui master to the end of his life.

Master Cen thought in his heart, with his Cen family's wealth, it was not a problem to support an old man. So, I agreed to the conditions of the feng shui master.

The feng shui master told Master Cen of the mystery, saying that if he wanted to achieve hegemony, he needed to put the bones of the ancestors of the Cen family in a coffin, and place the hanging coffin in the cave under the peak of Longmai Mountain he found - Xiaotian Cave.

Because this coffin is suspended in the Howling Sky Cave, a flying dragon opens its mouth, and the coffin happens to be a dragon's tongue, with a continuous ridge, such a wonderful match, forming a complete "dragon vein".

When Master Cen heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately followed the intention of the feng shui master to collect the bones of the ancestral tomb and put them in the coffin, and hung the coffin in the Xiaotian Cave.

Since then, Master Cen's family has become more powerful, raising troops to recruit hegemony, conquering cities, conquering everything, and being invincible. He was also revered as the "King of Cen".

At first, King Cen still regarded the feng shui master as a guest, but after being blind, such a bad old man, it was useless to be fed, so he demoted the feng shui master to a subordinate and used as a servant of Manu and Chungmi.

The feng shui master regretted it too late and washed his face with tears all day long.

Finally, one night, he heard the erhu tune, and from the erhu tune, he could tell that this was his descendant disciple.

It turned out that three or two years had passed since the feng shui master traveled to find the dragon point, and his descendants and disciples searched all the way to Lingfeng County.

Every day and every night, he plays the erhu, hoping to find out the whereabouts of the feng shui master.

Although the feng shui master knew from the erhu tune that his disciples had come to Lingfeng County to find him, he was already blind and could not meet his disciples at all.

By chance, Mr. Liang Da's ancestor told the anecdote of King Cen's family looking for the dragon point to the disciple of the feng shui master, and the disciple learned that this real dragon point was naturally from his master's hand.

So, under the leadership of Mr. Liang Da's ancestors, the disciples came to King Cen's mansion, and as soon as they entered the house, they broke King Cen's feng shui life in a word, pinched their fingers and calculated, and gave King Cen a divination.

The disciple is worthy of getting the true transmission of the feng shui master, whether it is feng shui metaphysics, divination, physiognomy, it can be called a must.

After calculating a hexagram for King Cen, he shook his head uncontrollably, and said, King Cen, although your ancestral tomb is buried in the dragon vein, but it is a fly in the ointment, I don't know who gave you such a plan, this hanging coffin is not grounded, and the descendants will not be able to get the shade of the ancestors, and the green vine that flew out of the sky in the Xiaotian Cave has been led from this mountain to another one, this is a demon dragon, not a real dragon, and this green vine should be cut off.

It turned out that after King Cen buried the bones of his ancestors in the Xiaotian Cave, a thick green vine grew from the ridge of the mountain, and forcibly passed from this mountain to another mountain, forming a vine between the overhangs. From a distance, compared to the mountain ridges, this green vine and the Xiaotian Cave are the scene of the flying dragon in the sky.

When King Cen heard this, he felt that what his disciple said was reasonable, and asked his disciple for advice.

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