novelraw Chapter 340 I like to play with this
Chapter 340 I like to play with this
Chapter 340 I like to play with this
"Tomorrow, after seeing the land in Qingshuigou, you take me to Dawan Village." Song Yuanbai said.
Song Changshang immediately agreed, "Okay dad, you will find out if you go and take a look tomorrow. Your daughter is renting fertile land."
Song Yuanbai waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
The next morning, Song Changshang followed her father to inspect the wasteland reclaimed by the tribe. The more than 300 acres of land that had been promised at the beginning had only been reclaimed over 100 acres, which was still less than half.
Not only that, but only 100 acres of the more than 100 acres of land are qualified for cultivation, and the others are not.
They are all nobles from the capital. They have no shortage of food and drink, and they have never done heavy work. They are not used to being transformed into farmers to reclaim wasteland.
I can't do this job!
But Song Changshang didn't care about this. She said, "Dad, let's rent the one hundred acres of land and not rent the rest."
Anyway, she rented more than a thousand acres of land in Dawan Village. The land in Dawan Village is dedicated to growing cotton, and the land in Qingshuigou is used to grow corn, sweet corn, sweet potatoes, soybeans, and peanuts.
Corn is used to make starch for sausages. Sweet corn is sold in her snack bar, as are sweet potatoes, soybeans and peanuts.
"Okay, you have rented so much land in Dawan Village, you can rent it here or not."
Song Yuanbai also felt that his cheap tribesmen were too careless in their work. Not to mention the uncultivated land, just the unqualified ones. You have already started to reclaim the wasteland. It is also tiring work for both sides. It is better to be more careful and standard in the land reclamation. Otherwise, by prying here and there, who will you fool?
Do you think his family's money came from the strong wind?
The father and daughter went to the patriarch's house and talked about renting land. They said that they would rent the 100 acres of land that qualified for reclamation and not rent the rest.
The clan leader nodded in agreement, "They are just fooling themselves!" Some people in their clan are so lazy that they are not as good as an old man like him. His land has not been rented out. When it rained in spring, he sent his children to cultivate the fields. Although his wife's relatives would always send them banknotes, there was no shortage of money or drinks.
But they are all exiled. They have no extra income and do not live on the land. Is it possible that they have to rely on others all the time?
What would you do if one day I stopped sending you money and things? No longer alive?
The clan leader found the dozen or so families who were qualified for land reclamation. Of course, upon hearing that their family wanted to rent land, the rest of the clan also came to join in the fun.
Just what if that girl Song Changshang also rents uncultivated wasteland?
Who can say this accurately? It’s the right time!
"Why? Why is my land unqualified? Where is it unqualified? Other people's cultivation is twisted and twisted, but my land is still straight? Why is it unqualified?"
"That's right? What's wrong with it? You agreed to rent it out after it was reclaimed? Why are you regretting not renting it out now?"
"That's right, how can I go back on my word? I dug the soil under the sun for nearly two months to reclaim the land. If I said I wouldn't rent it, I wouldn't rent it anymore. I've worked for two months in vain?"
As soon as they heard that they would no longer rent the property, the unqualified companies were no longer willing to rent it. They were aggrieved and kept clamoring for an explanation!
Some people even pointed at Song Yuanbai, "Song Yuanbai, was this your idea or your daughter's?"
They were more inclined to think it was Song Changshang's idea, after all, this girl always had more clever ideas.
Song Yuanbai narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly looked at the other person. He remembered that this person was called Song Yugen. According to his daughter, he was a mother's baby and a very useless man.
I heard that my daughter-in-law was pushed to have a miscarriage by her mother, and the two of them drank to celebrate that night. It happened to snow heavily that night, and their mother locked herself outside and froze to death.
Later he came back and came to him for a drink twice, but he declined both times.
Song Yuanbai slapped away the hand that was about to go into his eyes, and said slowly, "Brother, if you have something to say, please speak it out. It's not polite to point at others. My Shang Shang hates it when people point at her and talk to me. Fathers are no exception." Song Changshang also clenched her fists in cooperation.
After listening to Song Yuanbai's words, they quickly remembered the incident where Song Changshang had broken Liang's hand on the way to exile. Thinking of that scene and Liang's pig-like wailing, everyone present instantly became silent and stopped talking. .
Song Yugen Shanshan smiled, and stood aside in embarrassment and incompetence. There was no way, that girl Song Changshang was really too cruel, and relying on her divine power, she would attack her even if she didn't like her.
They can't beat her!
Song Yuanbai snorted softly and sat on a chair beside him with his cane. "You want an explanation, I'll give you an explanation."
“Ask yourself, can you grow anything on your reclaimed wasteland?”
"Not to mention whether the land has been reclaimed or not, you haven't even cleaned up the large and small rocks, vines, and all kinds of debris."
Song Yuanbai was in the front trying to reason with his tribemate Balabala, but her daughter Song Changshang was not paying attention to it.
She was a little strange. Her father's leg was obviously healed, so why was he still using crutches? How much does her father like this crutch?
Her father's fracture was quite serious, but after the treatment of His Royal Highness the King of Jin, who holds the title of Young Miracle Doctor, and the medicine her father drank were all bought from the system mall, her father's leg recovered very well. good.
It doesn't take a hundred days for her father's legs to be broken, and her father's legs can be walked without crutches in more than seventy days.
But now it's been four months, almost one hundred and twenty days, and her father is still wearing a cane. He carries it everywhere he goes. It's so precious!
Who said that when a cripple recovers, the first thing he throws away is the crutch? Her father is not.
Song Yuanbai: Who is the cripple? Your whole family is lame!
She asked quietly, "Dad, isn't your leg healed? Why are you still holding it?"
Song Yuanbai was stunned and replied, "I like to hold it and play with it."
His daughter bought him this crutch. It was very comfortable to hold in his hand. It felt like walnuts being plated, and it was smoother than walnuts. He was so swollen!
After listening to her father's explanation, Song Changshang held her forehead speechlessly. She knew that her father was still a literary and entertainment lover!
"Dad, if you really like to hold things in your hands, if your daughter goes to Tuoling Trading Company to buy you small-leaf red sandalwood or Bodhi walnuts, what does it mean if you hold a cane in your hands?"
No one wears a cane, this is so weird!
"No, no, that little-leaf red sandalwood bodhi is so expensive. My walking stick is very good. Besides, I'm pretty round." Song Yuanbai refused.
"It's not that expensive. I'll buy one for you!" Song Changshang said firmly.
A good-looking young man with no illness or pain, what's the point of using a cane?
It just ruins the image!
Besides, the red sandalwood bodhi is quite expensive in real life, but this kind of toy with no usable value is extremely cheap in the system mall!
What about walnuts, small-leaf red sandalwood, Xingyue Bodhi, beeswax, turquoise, she bought some more!
Her father can do whatever he wants!
Isn't this better than a cane?
(The author has something to say~)
Hello, dear friends, the scumbag author who has been autistic for more than half a year is back to update. Please let me say a few words before I start the text.
Why did I stop updating before? Because I felt that my writing was getting more and more messy and unsatisfactory, and my muddle-headed writing was also messy. I felt that what I wrote was rubbish, it was too rubbish, and I just shut myself down. I'm very sorry! (bow)
There was a time when I uninstalled Writer Assistant, and now I downloaded it back (hehe~)
After I downloaded it, I found that several readers had been voting for me to recommend it. I was instantly overwhelmed and decided to update it and write it down, even if I couldn't finish the story completely.
So I asked the editor for permission and corrected the inappropriate parts of the article starting from the first chapter. For example, a reader said that iron in ancient times was very precious and would not be used as bracelets and anklets for prisoners. Indeed, he said Yes, I did some research on prisoners who were exiled in ancient times. They wore shackles like those from Water Margin around their necks and hands. They didn’t put chains on their feet. Because they were going to be exiled, they could walk with chains on their feet. No, this has changed.
Secondly, some readers said that the way the male protagonist (His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin) saved the female protagonist under the elm tree was too old-fashioned. In fact, what I wrote was not the slow-motion way of holding the heroine around, but like a chicken holding the collar from behind. The kind that can be carried around, but I also changed it, changed it to something else, and also slightly changed the way the male and female protagonists get along, but it doesn't matter.
(End of this chapter)