As soon as Chen Xianling spoke, everyone's eyes focused on him, and Chen Xianling was stared back and leaned back: "Don't look at me, but talk about it." ”

Then, everyone's eyes looked at Wen Xiuyi again.

"Huh? What? Wen Xiuyi still looked out of state.

Luo glanced at him with disgust, and didn't know what he was thinking just now, so he repeated the words of Chen County's order: "Lord Chen asked, can this wasteland be opened at all. ”

Wen Xiuyi: "Ah, this, ah......"

Wen Laohan knocked on the cigarette stick in his hand, and habitually wanted to pick it up and smoke two puffs, but when he picked it up, he found that there was no tobacco in the cigarette stick.

Putting down the cigarette stick, Wen Laohan coughed before saying: "Wouldn't it be a waste if this wasteland is not opened, now the boss has a way to improve the soil quality, no matter how bad it is, it is no problem to order sweet potatoes and potatoes, and it is not a waste to put so much wasteland without it." ”

Chen Xianling looked at him: "Yes, then how can this land be opened?" Recruit people or distribute them to the people so that the people can open them themselves, then to whom does the land belong to them? ”

Wen Laohan: "...... "Who do I ask if you ask me, I'm not the county master."

Thinking about it like this, Wen Laohan realized that the person in front of him was the county master, and he whispered: "Isn't that something you should worry about." ”

Chen Xianling's ears were good, and he just heard it.

"Uncle, that's not what I said, I'm not alone in this Cloud Town now, everyone, what do you say?" Chen Xianling threw out the question again, everyone is now tied to a rope, one is prosperous and the other is falling.

The key is that there are so many wastelands in Cloud Town, if you don't use it, it won't be a waste, but it's a lot of trouble to use, if you don't do it, he will have a reputation for squeezing the people, and the key is that in the end, this pot will fall on him, the county order, so he really has no tricks.

"Those families want to get a piece of the pie, very positive, this time I know that our new grain is harvested, and they are all here, and they want to help me share a little bit of the promotion of new grain, in fact, who is not staring at the market in the future." Chen Xianling said helplessly.

"Why don't you sell the wasteland to the people? Let the people drive it themselves? Qiu Rongrong said tentatively.

Everyone thought about it and nodded, it didn't seem to be impossible.

Chen Xianling asked: "What about the grain seeds?" Also selling? ”

According to Qiu Rongrong's thoughts, it was naturally sold to them, and there was no free lunch in the world.

Qiu Zhi continued: "I'm afraid that in this way, not many people will get involved, this purchase of land and food, not for me to say, as far as the current situation is concerned, in the end, these wastelands will still fall into the hands of those big families, and the people can afford to buy even a large area, there can be a few." ”

Chen Xianling nodded in agreement, he thought so too.

Qiu Rongrong shrugged, she is a businessman, and in business, the only way she can think of is to buy and sell.

"Then who's going to drive it?" Wen Laohan said, no one wants wasteland, as long as it is not the land of the imperial court, how much it is opened is the person who opened the land.

Chen Xianling shook his head: "When the time comes, we will all go to open up wasteland, and there will be endless noise over the issue of land occupation." ”

Everyone: "......" seems to be the same.

Chen Xianling could only ask Wen Yao for help, and said, "Big niece, you are the smartest, you give an idea." ”

Wen Yao was thinking about how to develop the non-staple foods of these things, and when she heard Chen County's order, she blurted out: "Isn't it okay to divide the area with the village as a unit?" Work collectively, generate income collectively, and then take the village as the unit for independent accounting, and bear your own profits and losses. ”

Several people didn't understand what Wen Yao meant, only Wen Xiuyi slapped his thigh: "Yes, why didn't I think of it." How did he forget this, and made the mode of production teams in each village, and divided the work according to the division of labor, so that it would not affect the work of each family and could take care of the collective land.

Wen Yao raised her eyebrows at Wen Xiuyi, yes, that's what you think.

"Big niece, you talk about it carefully." Seeing Wen Xiuyi's attitude, Chen Xianling knew that there was a play, and took advantage of the victory to chase and ask.

Wen Yao was busy discussing the production of non-staple food with Qiu Rongrong, and pointed at Wen Xiuyi: "Uncle Chen, ask my father, my father should know what I said." "Wen Xiuyi is much more familiar with the affairs of the production team than Wen Yao.

Chen Xianling looked at Wen Xiuyi with burning eyes, and even everyone else leaned over to hear what he had to say, except for Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong.

The sisters muttered for a long time, and Wen Yao suddenly shouted to Roche: "Milk, milk." ”

Luo looked at them, and then looked at Wen Xiuyi here and talked about changing the model of the modern production team to this side and telling them about it, and finally decided to give up listening to the big things and came to Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong to listen to their little things.

No matter what the men over there said, three women of different ages here had their own little meeting.

"What vermicelli, what vermicelli?" Roche listened half-la, and then raised his own questions.

Wen Yao patiently explained, and Luo was full of surprise: "Then sweet potatoes can still be made into vermicelli?" What kind of starch is this potato made? "Just these two pimples, what else can you do besides being full?

Wen Yao told the two of them about the method and eating method and use of this vermicelli and sweet powder, and their eyes lit up when they heard it.

But Roche quickly reacted, his eyes quietly glanced at the men's area over there, and whispered: "But these potatoes and sweet potatoes are all for your father to use as seeds, can you give them to us?" ”

"The yield of potatoes is high, and it should be good to say to us, as for sweet potatoes, it is not necessary to use so much, milk, sweet potatoes have another way to plant, planting vines, a vine can divide many seedlings, not afraid of not enough." Wen Yao also whispered.

Luo Shi pondered about this matter carefully, and listened to Wen Yao again: "Anyway, it's none of our business, milk, let's go to you?" After Wen Yao finished speaking, she squeezed Luo's eyes.

Roche understood in seconds, and gritted his teeth: "Go." ”

As for Wen Xiuyi and the others discussing what collective work and division of work, Luo was not interested at all, and just wanted to see what the vermicelli Wen Yao said was, which sounded delicious.

The three of them left the study quietly, and when Wen Xiuyi and they were almost finished, Wen Xiuyi wanted to find his daughter to make sure if there was anything missing, and when he looked up, there was still a figure.

When I walked out of the study and asked, I learned that the old lady took Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong to the old house, I didn't know what to do, and I also moved some sweet potatoes and potatoes from the warehouse.

Several people laughed when they heard this, and Chen Xianling even sucked his saliva and quipped: "It seems that I can have a meal again today, just the salted duck egg made by my aunt, the yolk is bubbling with oil, and it is too delicious." ”

When Wen Laohan heard this, he waved his hand directly: "I like to eat, I like to eat for a while, and let your aunt decorate it for you and take it home." ”

"Ah, then you're welcome."

After speaking, several people laughed, Wen Laohan was so proud, no one would have thought that one day the county master would call him uncle, this feeling is really unique.