When I returned home, I told Cai Yazhi in detail.

Cai Yazhi blushed and asked, is it too much to pay? Because she used to work for some families in the big villages outside during her non-farm hours, it was at most 30 yuan when she worked for some families in the big villages outside.

"It's not much, and the day's salary outside is at least seventy or eighty yuan. We're only giving fifty here, which isn't much. Don't do things too hard in the village. ”

Cai Yazhi nodded and didn't say anything more.

Early the next morning, the loudspeaker in the village began to publicize Zhang Taiping's recruitment of people to plant bamboo, and when the name of the village heard it for 51 days, he was immediately moved, and he crawled out of the warm nest and gathered thirteen people at the door of Zhang Taiping's house at half past seven, including five men and eight women.

After eight o'clock, Zhang Taiping saw that no one came again, so he began to do the work this time.

"Today it's mainly about digging bamboo, planting bamboo, and digging thorn trees to plant thorn trees. Fifty dollars a day, now twenty per person first, and thirty per person in the evening. ”

Hearing this, the person who was still hesitating whether it was right or wrong to come here today immediately knew that he had come to the right place. thought of it, this handsome man really changed his surname as people said in the past few days.

Cai Yazhi gave everyone a 20 or 2 10 yuan banknote, and more than a dozen people took the money in their hands and immediately smiled away, full of energy. This is what Zhang Taiping asked Cai Yazhi to do, he knows best what kind of person he used to be, even if the person who comes to help may not be able to help, the verbal promise does not mean anything, or the actual banknote can mobilize people's positive surname. Send the money to the villagers first, and then no one will be embarrassed to contribute anymore, which will greatly improve efficiency.

There were a total of fifteen people, including Zhang Taiping and Wang Peng, and Zhang Taiping divided the people into two teams, seven people went to dig bamboo, and the remaining eight people dug thorn trees. When leaving, Zhang Taiping put a few cigarettes he bought in advance last night into the space, and said to Cai Yazhi: "Don't go today, just boil some water at home and make some tea and send it over." Find someone to help you put the meal on at noon. ”

Cai Yazhi nodded and asked, "What kind of tea is good?"

"Let's just soak the honeysuckle."

Zhang Taiping and Wang Peng were with the person who dug the thorn tree. When people come to a mountain full of thorn trees not far away, they first beat them with a stick in the dense grass or thorn trees, which is called "beating the grass and startling the snake", so that if the snake is hiding in the grass, it will be frightened away, so as to avoid the possibility of people not paying attention to being bitten by the snake.

The thorn tree is more difficult to dig than the bamboo, because the tree has no way to start, so it has to dig the roots far away. In the end, Zhang Taiping thought that digging up the big ones was too slow, so he asked that he only need to dig the small ones, anyway, he has a way to make them grow to the extent that they can block people and things before the fruits ripen next year. And Zhang Taiping also picked a lot of wild jujube kernels on the ground, which can be cultivated into small saplings in the space and then taken out and planted.

The thorn tree can't be carried, so it can only be picked with a long pole, and this job is handed over to Zhang Taiping himself. Pick the thorn trees to the bottom of the mountain, load them on several rack carts, pull them back down to the place where they will be planted, and then pull the cart back to the bottom of the mountain, so that the people on the mountain will dig up a bunch of thorn trees. Zhang Taiping spent the morning digging between the mountain where the thorn trees were digging and the valley behind the backyard, he did not dig in the mountains, although he had great strength, but he was very lacking in the skills of doing farm work, and with his brute strength he was not necessarily more efficient than these old ways of doing farm work.

During this period, Ah Huang was angry, and he was surprised by the hare that had been fat, Ah Huang immediately chased after him, and it didn't take long to catch the hare and run back. Then he intermittently pounced on two pheasants, and Zhang Taiping sent these prey to his home when he was transporting the thorn tree back.

When Zhang Taiping returned home, he didn't know that Cai Yazhi was alone at home and there were two other women. One is Wang Peng's mother, and the other is Han Miaomiao, the daughter-in-law of another village who was told by Zhang Taiping by the river a few days ago. Han Miaomiao and Cai Yazhi were still classmates in elementary school a long time ago, and now they are married to a young man named Wang Zhousheng in the village.

Let the three prey be disposed of at noon and make them together for the people who come to help.

Zhang Taiping's smoke pipe is sufficient, the tea is also diligent, everyone is full of enthusiasm, the efficiency in the morning is good, more than 300 bamboos have been dug, and the thorn trees are even more difficult to count.

In charge of a lunch meal, I eat steamed buns. The dishes are six dishes, one stewed vermicelli with pork, one stewed pork with radish, boiled rabbit, two pheasants stewed with mushrooms, plus a choked lotus vegetable, and a fried pork with dried beans, a total of six items. The steamed buns are freshly steamed fist-sized large white fluffy steamed buns, and there is also a pot of steamed sweet potatoes. Because I had to work in the afternoon, I didn't drink liquor, but drank some rice wine brewed by Wang Pengniang.

The amount of dishes is sufficient, almost all of them have meat, and the meat surname is enough. The women in the mountains are not as reserved as those in the city, and they let go of their chopsticks to eat and drink like men, and some of them drink more than men.

At the end of the meal, the woman who had been talking to Zhang Taiping in the river for a while that day asked, "Dashuai, are you going to get fruit trees?" ”

"That's right, since it's planted, you have to manage it well."

When the others heard the conversation between the two, they all slowed down their movements and pricked up their ears to listen.

The woman asked again, "I see that you have invested a lot in the land, can you make money?" ”

"As long as you manage it a little bit, at least you can't make money, and whether you can make a lot of money depends on whether you have management skills."

"Then if the fruit produced next year is not good, or it cannot be sold, will the money be left in the field in vain, and the people will be wasted for such a long time."

This is also the problem that other people in the village are generally worried about planting fruit trees, if it was left in the past, Cai Yazhi would have such thoughts, but after these months and Zhang Taiping's life, under Zhang Taiping's explanation and reading books about the cultivation and management of fruit trees, I also understand some of the market, I believe in the blueprint that Zhang Taiping sketched at the beginning, and now I am full of confidence in fruit trees. is even more unconsciously full of confidence in Zhang Taiping, and has the same blind belief in him as Yaya, thinking that as long as he says it, it will definitely be realized.

"As long as it is managed well, the fruit will definitely not spoil there. As for the problem of selling at that time, there is no need to worry about it, the good fruits in the city outside have never been sold, and a pound of grapes can be sold for six yuan. Cherries are even more expensive, almost all of them cost more than ten or twenty yuan a catty. At worst, you can sell it to the supermarket or fruit store at a slightly lower price. ”

Sisi, a burst of inhalation.

"Grapes can be sold for six dollars a pound? Most of the things I've seen in the town before are one dollar a pound, and the most expensive one is two dollars a pound. And what kind of cherry is that, twenty yuan a pound, does anyone want it? ”

Zhang Taiping explained: "There are more rich people in this world, and people who eat well will always pay for good fruits to eat, and they don't worry about selling them at all. If you don't believe it, if you go to the city and take a look, there is really no one who wants one or two grapes in the fruit shops in the city, but they are sold with good quality and high price. ”

A few people were a little moved by what Zhang Taiping said, but some people were still skeptical.

A person said: "No matter how good the fruit is, there must be a way to sell it, Dashuai, you have friends in the city to help you, of course you don't have to worry about selling, but there is no one in the village to help." ”

The people in the mountains still think too highly of the people in the city, thinking that Zhang Taiping can sell fruits in the city must be the last time Zhang Taiping's house came to Zhang Taiping's house to help, his confidence is insufficient, Zhang Taiping is still not optimistic about the fruit tree if it is moved to himself, and now he still has a wait-and-see attitude towards the fruit tree, and can only make a decision after the harvest of Zhang Taiping's orchard next year is worth spending a lot of effort to manage.

Zhang Taiping understands that the people in the village are mainly frightened by the apple trees and pear trees in previous years: "The main thing is the quality of the fruit, if the quality of the fruit is good, I can find a way for you to sell." ”

The rest of the people were silent, apparently still not optimistic that the tree would not be able to make a decision until next year. The woman who was talking to Zhang Taiping just now wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end she still didn't say it. Han Miaomiao, who was sitting next to Cai Yazhi, opened her mouth and did not speak.

After eating, we took a short rest, and in the afternoon we were ready to plant.

When planting, it is much easier, working in pairs, digging a pit and placing a sapling with soil. Zhang Taiping was only responsible for carrying water up the slope. There is a lot of strength in people, and the time flies quickly while talking and laughing, and the bamboo and thorn trees dug in the morning are planted before dark. The hillside where the bamboo is planted is full of bamboo, and the thorn tree has not been planted yet, but there are not many left, less than a tenth, Zhang Taiping and Cai Yazhi can finish planting in a day, so there is no need to hire people to plant it.

Back in the courtyard, after washing his hands, Zhang Taiping asked Cai Yazhi to send the remaining thirty yuan to everyone. After the others got the money, they exchanged a few polite words with Zhang Taiping, saying that they would come to help if they were alive in the future, and then they all left.

Only the woman who spoke to Zhang Taiping the most did not leave. Her name is Song Lan, she is in her thirties, her husband's name is Wang Min, and she works outside. She is at home with two children, the eldest is a daughter who is a bit of a talent, and is now in high school, and is likely to be admitted to college; The youngest is a son in junior high school, and I can't tell how he studies now. Providing for two children to go to school, the family's living conditions are also very poor.

She said she didn't want the thirty dollars left.

Zhang Taiping saw that there might be something, so he asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Song Lan hesitated for a while before saying, "Can you help me build a fruit tree at home, of course I won't let you cut it for nothing, and I will pay you." How about seventy a day? Looking at Zhang Taiping, he didn't squeak, gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred a day!" ”

Zhang Taiping smiled and asked, "Sister Song believes that fruit trees can make money?" ”

"I don't know, anyway, where the fruit trees are deserted, manage and manage, how will they be like this when the time comes."

"And what kind of fruit tree is yours? How many? ”

"At that time, the head was all peach trees and plum trees, and there was a hillside, and there were seven or eight acres."

Zhang Taiping thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll help you prune in a few days, as for the salary, I'm idle." ”

Song Lan left happily with peace of mind, and in the end she still didn't ask for the remaining thirty yuan.

After Song Lan left, after Cai Yazhi and the three of them washed the pots and stoves and chopsticks, the other two also left. In the house, Cai Yazhi said to Zhang Taiping: Han Miaomiao also wanted her to help prune the four acres of cherry trees at home. After hearing this, Zhang Taiping agreed, helping one is helping, and helping two is also helping.