At the mention of this, Guan Dashan's face darkened a little more, and he sighed for a long time before he said in a sullen voice: "They said that it was not easy to store that bit of old grain, so they didn't come to grab so little things from us for the winter." ”

Although Guan Dashan had tried very hard to control his tone, Osmanthus still heard another meaning in his words at once.

It seems that the stricken village does not look down on its own old grain.

If you don't look down on it, it means that people are not short of this bit of food, and in this case, there is no need to look for something unpleasant.

"Alright, Uncle Village, I know this. This time it was really troublesome for the two uncles to toss back and forth to help me inquire, and now that there is a result, I can be regarded as confident in my heart. These three acres of land, let these aunts and daughters be responsible for all the wasteland. Osmanthus said, turned her head to look at Mu Tun Chang, and said with a stern face: "For the reclamation work of these three acres of land, I will give you a total of 1,500 catties of grain in 18 Litun." As for how this food is going to be distributed to these workers, I don't care. Uncle Mu, you might accept it? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, too acceptable!" For this sudden arrival of 1,500 catties of grain, Mu Tunchang almost fainted in shock.

The women who came to work in these 21 households, most of them were elderly people and children, and they didn't have to do any work in winter, as long as they nested in the house and cats, they didn't consume anything, and they could get by drinking two meals of porridge a day.

This 1,500 catties of grain, as long as these people save food at home, plus some of the remaining grain in their respective families, as well as wild vegetables and other things, even if they can't survive the winter in peace, it's almost the same.

This is much better than two or three catties of grain for a day's work for one person.

And just three acres of land, more than 20 people work together, at most two or three days should be about the same.

Seeing that Mu Tun Chang's happy mouth was about to grin, Osmanthus nodded, and then said to Guan Dashan: "Uncle Village, in the past two days, you have begun to help me ask if there are any young and middle-aged people in our village who are willing to go up the mountain to do some coolies." If anyone is willing, the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, let them go up the mountain with me, and I will chop some firewood and come back. ”

Guan Dashan just heard that Osmanthus had opened up three acres of land, but he wanted to give 1,500 catties of grain to Eighteen Litun, his heart immediately became distressed, and he even secretly complained that Osmanthus helped outside and did not help inside.

But now when he heard Osmanthus say that he had work to do, he immediately came to the spirit.

At this time, what Osmanthus said, as long as it is a job, it can be exchanged for food.

"Done! It's on the uncle! Guan Dashan patted his chest, even if he took care of it.

After arranging the work of the last few days, Osmanthus jumped off the ox cart, patted the dust on her body, and said to the two uncles who were still sitting in the carriage: "There is nothing to do today, this wasteland or something, please Uncle Mu." The two uncles sat down first, and I went to look at the land on the other side of my house. ”

After speaking, Osmanthus raised her feet and left.

Seeing the osmanthus leave, Mu Tun Changcai touched Guan Dashan with his arm angrily, and said: "I said, big brother, you are too unauthentic, didn't that girl give me 1,500 catties of food, you look at you just like that, you almost didn't come up and pinch my neck." ”

"Hmph, you still talk about me? When the osmanthus girl talked about going up the mountain to cut wood just now, didn't you stare at me with your eyes? Guan Dashan also glared back at Mu Tunchang unceremoniously.

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