Huang Shan didn't believe this at all.

He understands the virtues of the Qin family somewhat, but because it is the Yue family, for the sake of his mother-in-law, he doesn't want to say much.

However, even if 10% of this silver is used on his mother-in-law, the meat he bought is enough to eat for ten days, and he will send it back when the time comes.

Thinking of this, he didn't say anything, nodded, and left straight away with the ox cart.

Qin Shi looked directly at the smaller and smaller twisted buttocks, with a salivating expression.

If there was a cow, their family would not be so embarrassed, but unfortunately, the old man did not let the idea of beating the Huang family.

Vaguely, she had a regret.

If they hadn't sent their daughter into Qingfeng Temple, perhaps, this cow would have been their old Qin family.

The idea was fleeting, though.

Although the ox is expensive, it is only thirty taels of silver, and it is bought and sold with a hammer, and there is no way to make a profit.

According to the current situation, the girl can earn back the cow money after a month of busy work, and there is no need to gossip, which is better.

Qin's mother's thoughts, Huang Shan didn't know.

In vain, he suddenly felt a lot of pressure under Sister-in-law Huang's smiling eyes, and hurriedly said to Jiang Nuan, who was sitting on the side, "Second aunt, save me~"

"It's useless to beg your second aunt," Sister-in-law Huang said cruelly, "What's the matter, why didn't anyone bring it back?" ”

"Sister-in-law, be quiet, look at the mountain scare." Jiang Nuan smiled and played a round game.

"I deserve it," Sister-in-law Huang snorted angrily, "I have a daughter-in-law and forget my mother, and I have a good temper if I don't beat him." ”

Sister-in-law Huang wanted to snub the Qin family and set rules for her, but her son couldn't bear it and had to pick up someone.

Seeing him return empty-handed, she was secretly happy in her heart.

"Mother, my son doesn't." Huang Shan explained, "My mother-in-law said that my daughter-in-law was sick and couldn't get out of bed, so my son had to come back alone. ”

"What's going on? What's going on? Did you see a doctor? ”

Even if she doesn't like this daughter-in-law, Sister-in-law Huang doesn't want her to have three long and two short.

"I haven't seen anyone," Huang Shan touched his nose and spoke, "My mother-in-law said that my daughter-in-law didn't want me to see her ugly appearance." ”

"It's really hypocritical, it's okay to be pretentious with your own man," Sister-in-law Huang waved her hand impatiently, "The manure tank at home is full, you go compost." ”

"I'm going to compost?" After a pause, Huang Shan replied depressedly, "Cheng." ”

Knowing that he was upsetting his mother, Huang Shan didn't say much, and directly buried himself in work.

After Huang Shan left, Sister-in-law Huang continued the topic, "Yaya, can you really grow cold melons in the sand?" ”

"Yes, and the yield is very high, which is greater than the harvest of grain, if my sister-in-law plants together, I will get more melon seedlings."

"It's bigger than the grain harvest, how is that possible?"

Cold melon is not rare, but it is also a precious thing, especially the sweet and crisp big cold melon.

The main reason is that the yield is too low, and it also needs water, so it has to be watered every three or five days, and it will dry up if you don't pay attention to it.

However, even so, families will plant a few in their own plots and wait until summer to exchange some money.

Whether the peasant family eats this thing or not, the old ladies in the city can't do without it.

The summer is hot and dry, and there is no cold melon to relieve the heat, and those people in the city who are delicate and expensive can't stand it at all.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm eighty percent sure that I can, anyway, the sand can't produce any food, try it."

"I didn't say I wouldn't agree, I was just too shocked," Sister-in-law Huang held Jiang Nuan's hand and spoke, "Yaya, if what you said is true, our village is really going to be developed." ”

Although there is a lot of water, it is the same price as the rice of white flowers, and if it is planted in the sand more than the grain, this is really turning over.

"Really, but," Jiang Nuan reminded, "Planting cold melons is a technical job, and you have to do what I say before you can tell me, it may conflict with the previous practice, you have to listen to me." ”

According to Jiang Nuan's understanding, the reason why cold melon is so expensive is because the yield is too low, and only one seedling will be picked up after an average of three or four seedlings.

At that time, she thought it was incredible, but later found out that it was already God's face to have this kind of output.

No pollination, no pinching of flowers, no pinching of the head, throwing away seeds, nothing but watering, like herding sheep, the result is God to give face.

After waiting for Huangjiakou for a long time, Jiang Nuan can also understand the thoughts of the peasant family, no matter what he plants, just plant it to death, the more the better.

Because, according to common sense, the more you plant, the more crops you grow, and the more you harvest.

But in fact, this kind of intensive planting has reduced crop yields.

But they are still stubborn.

This is also the reason why Jiang Nuan said ugly things in front.

"It's okay, it's all up to you, the sand can't be planted in the first place, even if it is bad, it doesn't matter, you can take it and play with it."

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but smile.

Even though she knew that the people on this side of the old mansion were spoiling her, she was still frightened by these words.

Three acres of sandy land, actually casually playing with yourself, is really generous.

Don't think that the sand is worthless, the farmer family will not care, on the contrary, as long as it has something to do with the crops, it is the lifeblood of the farmer's family.

The output of the sand land is low, but it has an advantage, it does not collect taxes, and the amount of food it collects is all its own, and it can also fill some rations for the family in a year.

Sister-in-law Huang's crispness and neatness were particularly unexpected by Jiang Nuan.

"Then I'll thank my sister-in-law for your trust first," Jiang Nuan bent her eyes and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, as long as you do what I say, it's absolutely no problem to earn a few months of rations with three acres of cold melon." ”

In later generations, watermelons can yield 5,000 catties per mu casually.

In this era, even if you fold it in half, there are 2,500 catties, which is three cents per catty, and three acres of land can be sold for more than 20 taels.

More than twenty taels, enough to chew for a year.

It's a pity that you can only make a quick profit, and in three years at most, watermelons won't be able to sell at a price.

"Thank you, it's not a big deal," Sister-in-law Huang waved her hand, "If you want to do it, just do it, I'll tell your eldest brother when I go back, and see if anyone in the village is willing to follow." ”

"There shouldn't be," Jiang Nuan said hesitantly, "This kind of thing, my family doesn't believe in it, let alone outsiders." ”

When Jiang Nuan said this at the Huang family, except for Han Qi, who had a mysterious confidence in her, everyone else remained suspicious.

It's not that I don't believe in my mother, but I think it's too whimsical.

The best fertile land grows cold melon, and the yield per mu is only 500 catties, Jiang Nuan suddenly said that cold melon can produce 2,000 catties per mu, which completely broke their cognition.

Sister-in-law Huang didn't believe it either, but Jiang Nuan has been acting very steadily recently, and she is not the kind of unreliable person, plus three acres of sandy land really can't harvest grain, so she let Jiang Nuan toss.

"Just ask," Sister-in-law Huang also felt that it was unlikely, "otherwise, if we can really sell it for money, those people will blame us for hiding it." ”