Chapter 18

"Shut up! Listen carefully to the young master."

Seeing that the scene was a little noisy, Jay Fang drank.

The voice gradually lowered, and all his eyes focused on Fang Xing, which made him feel that his voice was dry.

Thinking that so many people will live by themselves, Fang woke up and said, "you all know that vegetables will be cut off every winter, so I decided that from this year, fangjiazhuang will plant a large number of Chinese cabbage and pepper."

It's easy to understand how to grow Chinese cabbage. Although one winter goes on, only the cabbage in the cellar is left, but it's a little green!

But what is pepper?

"Young master, what is pepper?"

Someone asked immediately.

Fang Xing casually touched out a pepper, pointed to the red place and said, "this is pepper. It is hotter than any Cornus and more fragrant than Cornus. All people have to plant it, together with Chinese cabbage, in front of and behind the house, all the open spaces are planted for me."

"But is this pepper really better than dogwood?"

Some people think it's not necessarily reliable.

Fang Jielun looked at the crowd covetously. Once anyone dared to do anything, he vowed that he would drive the family out.

The scene quieted down. Everyone didn't care, because the ground was awakened by Fang and the seeds were awakened by Fang. If it failed, everyone would be busy for nothing.

Is strength valuable these days?

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Fang woke up and continued happily: "there is another one. All farmers must raise pigs. How much they can raise is how much!"

After that, Fang didn't wake up to look at those stunned faces and said, "don't worry about pig food in winter. I've made arrangements here."

Fang Xing was asked this question when he communicated with the housekeeper.

Winter is the most difficult season for animals at this time. There is no food and no green food, which is a big problem.

But Fang Xing knows some knowledge.

"I don't think we've done much lately! It doesn't take much time to grow vegetables, so we all started to mobilize the whole family to go out and eat pig food. When we come back, I'll teach you how to cook pig food for the winter."

As the owner of the house, when Fang Xing makes a decision, everyone must implement it to the letter, otherwise he can exercise all kinds of rights, including

"I don't like setting up a private punishment hall. It will make me feel that my life has lost its awe."

After the staff meeting, Fang woke up and went back to the main courtyard, so he explained to Zhang Shuhui.

Zhang Shuhui is worried that the farmers will obey the sun and oppose the shadow. After all, raising pigs needs manpower. In winter, pigs are most likely to lose fat and need food nourishment.

People will have enough to eat. There is no extra food to feed pigs!

Zhang Shuhui went to see the families that raised pigs in Zhuangzi. Most of them were skinny, so she was worried that no one was willing to feed pigs.

Fang Xing took the tea from Xiaobai, took a sip and said, "don't worry, I'll let them see the benefits."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Shuhui put it down.

No matter what happens to pigs, they can't lose much. The big deal is to save money in the bank.

"That pepper... Husband, what are you going to do with it?"

Zhang Shuhui thought of pepper. She had been forced to eat it by Fang Xing. She thought it tasted much better than dogwood, but she couldn't use so much at home!

Fang Xing played with her green silk and said playfully, "wait and see. I'll take all the peppers at that time, and I'm sure I can make a lot of money."

The next morning, when Fang Xing went to inspect again, he found that Zhuangzi had gone out except for the vegetable growers and the elderly.

"Young master, those people have gone out to look for pig food."

Fang Jielun said with some worry.

"Very good."

Fang Xing feels that it is a good phenomenon that his words can be implemented.

Back home, Fang woke up and hid in his study. After seeing no one, he got into the warehouse.

In an open-air storage yard, Fang Xing found a mountain of plastic film, found a cart, unloaded several rolls, moved in his heart, and the man and the plastic film appeared in the study together.

"Bang!"

When those rolls of film appeared, they immediately smashed over the things on the desk, in a mess.

"Xin Laoqi!"

After a shout, Fang woke up and patted his forehead. He forgot that Xin Laoqi had gone to the city to take the exam.

"My life is so hard!"

When Fang Xing came to this world, he thought he was lucky enough, but he had to suffer another crime for his dealer. He was tired when he thought about it.

In the afternoon, the people of fangjiazhuang, old and young, came back, and everyone's back was full of pig food.

"Come on, each family has a labor force. The young master will teach you to make pig food for overwintering."

The housekeeper shouted all over Chuang Tzu with a small gong. Not long ago, a wave of strong men gathered in the northwest corner of Chuang Tzu. It was very empty from here to the main house.

Fang Xing's feet were several rolls of plastic film. He pointed to the white line drawn on the ground and said, "everyone work together to dig a pit according to this line and dig three meters deep."

"Three meters?"

Everyone was a little confused. Fang woke up and suddenly realized that some were in a hurry. They took out a tape measure, directly converted the size of it and asked people to start construction immediately.

"Dig more to ensure that all pigs and livestock can be raised in winter."

Fang Xing was patrolling around. When he saw someone lazy, he went up and kicked.

Digging a pit is just a small thing for everyone, and several large stoves have been built on the side. Hua Niang is taking more than a dozen daughters-in-law to manage everyone's dinner.

In the big pot, there are large pieces of pork, and the smell is very strong.

Looking at the seasoning wrapped in gauze, Hua Niang said with some heartache: "young master, you really can't live. Even if you have meat, you are willing to put these precious seasonings."

On the side of the stove, several daughters-in-law were baking cakes.

"The flour is so white! And the young master is willing to put oil!"

A little daughter-in-law picked up a plastic bucket and poured the vegetable oil into the pot. Then the oil fragrance floated to the side of the pit.

Seeing several young boys looking over there, Fang Jielun scolded: "all work quickly. Lazy people only have cookies tonight. Don't want to eat meat and soup."

After the day began to darken, Fang woke up and stopped. He told Fang Jielun, "give them and their families enough to eat, at least one bowl of broth per person, and as for oil cakes, let's go on and manage enough."

Fang Jielun agreed with a bitter face, but with some heartache.

Looking back, his voice was a little weak: "everyone in every family hurriedly called the people who were still at home. The young master said that today everyone has a bowl of broth and oil cakes."

Boom!

The atmosphere exploded in an instant. Everyone looked at Fang's back when he woke up and asked Fang Jielun.

"Housekeeper Fang, aren't you lying to us?"

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