Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Yam with Neat Sprouts

After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there are many fewer people on the streets of the village, and many people who have jobs outside have begun to embark on the journey, ready to work hard for the new year.

On the streets, there are fewer people and cars, and the lively scene of the past disappears, and there is no longer the movement of the time.

However, this year, there are many young people who have one more thought in their hearts.

Do you want to stay and follow Gao Yang?

After the fifth day of the new year, the young people who had such thoughts became more and more anxious, gathered together, and discussed the next thing in twos and threes.

Lao Wangtou's house has become a gathering area for this group of young people.

Mitoko sat in the crowd, her eyebrows fluttering.

"Gao Yang did a good job last year. If this year is still good, then we will miss too much. ā€

Erdezi looked disdainful.

"What if he goes out of business, won't he be able to do it? We have been out for so many years of accumulation, just because of this year's delay. The fart is gone, you say it's a pity, social security, provident fund, are all broken. ā€

After Erdezi finished speaking, many people stopped talking. Yes, social security, provident fund, and Gao Yang, who is still in the early stage of entrepreneurship, will definitely not pay it, and they don't have the two dogs Xiaoling, and they definitely don't have these newcomers.

"And it may not be able to stay, because Gao Yang uses a limited number of people, except for harvest time, when sowing, there are not too many people used on weekdays. ā€

Wang Cun shouted.

The discussion was lowered, and a group of people were even more confused.

The old king came in from outside and said with a mocking face.

"You young people, listen to me, what should you do, don't discuss here, you should go to work and pack your bags and get out. ā€

Everyone looked at the old king in puzzlement.

The old king said with a smile.

"The old man bragged about how awesome his grandson's yam was grown, but the old brothers disagreed, and everyone went to see it, and they all thought that his yam seedlings this time would definitely not work, and he would die a lot, so you don't have to stay. ā€

A group of young people looked at each other.

The king monkey was the first to ask.

"Uncle, are you really sure that Gao Yang's yam is not good?"

The old king's eyes widened, and his eyebrows and beard trembled together.

"I don't believe it, it's not Lao Tzu alone, your father thinks so too. ā€

A group of young people instantly darkened their faces, and the old men all said this, that is, Gao Yang's batch of yam seedlings is out of play, and if he loses a large number of yam seedlings, then Gao Yang will have to cut off a lot of harvests.

A crowd of people said goodbye.

Only Sandezi and Wang Monkey stayed, the two of you, you look at me, I look at you, stared at it for a while, or Sandezi opened his mouth first.

"Monkey, what do you think, we can't afford to delay outside"

The king monkey gritted his teeth.

"I stay"

"Even if it doesn't work, it's a big deal that I will go out next year, if it does, I will follow Gao Yang for the rest of my life, I am optimistic about Gao Yang. ā€

Sandezi gritted his teeth. In the end, he shook his head.

"I—I'd better take a look, if it's not a year, it's not a bad year anyway. ā€

……

Gao Yang is in the greenhouse, one head and two big.

The old man didn't know who he had heard, and he kept babbling in his ear, saying that he couldn't raise seedlings and needed to improve, urging himself to improve as soon as possible.

"Gao Yang, don't be too self-righteous, look at how low the temperature is now, at such a temperature, the yam seedlings planted will definitely not work, and the mortality rate will be high in the later stage. ā€

"Last year's wheat seedlings, because the weather turned cold when they returned to green, and then the wheat seedlings could not bear grains. ā€

Gao Yang was tending to the yam seedlings, and the old man was chattering beside him.

The two dogs and Xiaoling, they are all using the methods of Gao Yangjiao. Playing with the yam seedlings, they all laughed when they heard the old man's technique.

In the blink of an eye, a few old men poured in at the door of the greenhouse, laughing and coming.

"Old tall head. I called them the three cannons who had planted yams before, and asked them to give a review, and see if the yams planted by your grandson can be successful. ā€

When the old man heard this, he jumped up like a rabbit that had been trampled on his ass.

"Fart. What's wrong with the yam that my grandson planted, it must be"

"Call the three cannons, I don't believe it, the three cannons are the same as you old blind people. I can't recognize the good from the bad. ā€

The third cannon had a smooth head, and the beard on his chin was already completely white, and he looked at the yam seedlings at the foot of the greenhouse, shook his head and said.

"No, no, no, this yam seedling is too early. If you don't keep warm, you can't do it. ā€

"It's about to be leafed, this seedling must be a bud and leaf that can't grow evenly, and I have your surname when it grows."

"I said grandpa, why don't you persuade Gao Yang. This will not work. ā€

The three guns are also not optimistic about Gao Yang's yam seedlings.

The old man Gao glanced at his grandson, who was still playing with the yam seedlings, and said in his heart that his grandson would definitely not listen, so he simply jumped three feet high and yelled at a few old men.

"You farming. I can also compare with my grandson, how many good things my grandson has grown, wheat, corn, peanuts, and yams have also been planted, and he has harvested two batches last year, and the quality is not bad. ā€

"That was last year"

Several old men noisily refuted Old Man Gao.

"What kind of weather did the seedlings last year. What kind of weather this year, it is not possible. ā€

"I'm going to suffer a big loss, my grandson still wants to work with Gao Yang, no, I have to go home and urge him to leave quickly." If you follow Gao Yangming, how can you make money this year. ā€

"The kid is too confident, winter and summer seedlings must be different, don't listen to the old man, and suffer in front of you. ā€

A group of old men were noisy and shouting, and they were driven away by the old man Gao.

The old tall man squatted next to Gao Yang, and counted Gao Yang with a worried face.

"Grandson, are you sure this can work? Sanpao is an old yam, and they all say that you can't do this. ā€

"So he's still an old farmer, and I'm already a professor at Renowned International. ā€

Gao Yang's rebuttal made Old Man Gao stunned for a moment. After a few moments, the old man slapped his thigh.

"No matter what, you can toss as much as you like. ā€

The old man snorted and walked away.

The second dog was not far from Gao Yang, serving the yam seedlings. He asked out loud.

"Uncle Yang, I know an agricultural technician who works in an agricultural technology station, and he says that he has some skills, should we invite him to show him?"

Xiao Ling finished a yam seedling and stood up. He stretched his waist and said with a smile.

"I think it's better to invite the farmer Er Laizi to come and have a look, he is a well-known farmer in the left, and many people are looking for him to see the land. ā€

The big cow smiled.

"I don't know how to plant, but Uncle Yang said how to plant. I'll just plant it, and the biggest pride in my life is to believe in Uncle Yang, that's right. ā€

Ergouzi stopped talking, both of them objected, and he couldn't say anything, Erlaizi's ability was blown out, and the agricultural technician might not be able to say.

Outside the greenhouse, several old men were still noisy, and Erlaizi's voice also sounded outside the greenhouse, and several old men surrounded Erlaizi again, and after a while, Erlaizi was babbling.

"Brother Sanpao is right, this matter is Gao Yang, and now the seedlings are not kept warm, and these buds must not grow well. Not to mention Miao Qi. ā€

Xiao Ling walked out with a snort.

"What if my seedlings can be ready?"

"I'm with your last name"

The old man of the three guns blurted out, but after a while, he turned red, the surname of the three guns is Wang, and Xiaoling is also surnamed Wang, so he can't follow. Not yet.

Xiaoling also has a spicy temperament, and she directly drew her debut.

"You don't have to say anything with my surname, my name is written backwards, so let's do it, in three days the seedlings will all come out, if the seedlings are all out by then, you will be here, say thirty times I was wrong. ā€

The old king was reluctant.

"Hey, I said Xiao Lingzi, what if you can't get out?"

Xiaoling turned her waist and entered the greenhouse.

"Does the disparity affect you in any way?"

A few old men, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that except for the old man, it doesn't matter what.

The old king smiled.

"Then let's take a look in three days, and by the way, laugh at the old master."

"Haha, when the time comes, look at where the old man's face goes, I like to see the old man's nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes. ā€

"Let him drive his broken car sent by his granddaughter-in-law to swagger, I will see if he is still in the mood. ā€

Several old men began to think about how to despise Old Man Gao.

Three days later, in the greenhouse, the green yam seedlings came out neatly, leaning on the northeast corner of the greenhouse, one by one, the yam seedlings neatly covered the entire ground.

The old man who got up to look at the yam seedlings before dawn breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the door of the greenhouse.

Hmph, a bunch of old guys, lose this time, look how my old man mocks you.

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