Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Mrs. Li came back soon, and while handling the ducks quickly, she said to Luo Shi: "Mom, Iron Niu Niu said that we have almost finished buying all their ducks. These are the last two. They really can't be sold. She still has them." It’s time to lay eggs.”

Luo Shi glanced at Wen Yao, who was still squatting in front of the oven, and hummed in a low voice.

These are the last two. If it still doesn't work, the worst possible scenario is to go to the city to buy ducks at the vegetable market.

Looking at this girl's stubbornness, I'm afraid a few ducks will die.

Sure enough, when these two went down, Wen Yao still shook his head and sighed.

Old Man Wen looked at the fat and untouched roast ducks, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​not eating any more ducks.

"Yao Yao, isn't this already baked well?"

Old Man Wen's words resonated with everyone in the Wen family, and they all nodded. Only Wen Xiuyi and Wen Yao remained silent.

It was still too different from the roast duck they had eaten in their previous life.

"Milk..." Wen Yao looked at Luo Shi, looking eagerly.

Luo was finally defeated, took out his wallet, took out a tael of silver, and gave it to his second son.

"Second brother, you go to the city to buy rhubarb and pick it up."

Wen Xiuzhu took the silver and looked at the uneaten ducks on the chopping board. After all, he went back to his old house to fetch rhubarb with a sad face and resigned himself to his fate.

When Wen Xiuzhu came back from buying ducks, he also brought back an ox-cart of people.

Wen Jun carried Da Tou and Jin Xiu Yi out of the oxcart one by one, and then helped Wen Nong unload the buckets and buckets. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a familiar smell.

Wenjun understood clearly when he thought of the basket of quacking ducks on the oxcart.

The noses of the two little guys at hand had already moved, and their eyes lit up: "Sister is making delicious food again." After saying that, he let go of Wenjun's hand and ran inside, calling his sister as he ran.

When several people arrived in the backyard, Wen Xiuzhu only asked: "Mom, do you want to kill the duck now?"

"Kill." Wen Yao spoke first.

Luo Shi quickly stopped her: "Don't kill them yet. Let's kill them tomorrow. We won't be able to finish them all." With a few more, their big family really wouldn't be able to finish them all, and she discovered that the roast duck would be gone when it gets cold. It will be delicious fresh out of the pan.

Wen Yao had no choice but to give up.

Wenjun walked over slowly and took a look at Wenyao's strange oven: "Did you get it out?"

Wen Yao scratched her head and scratched her head: "It's almost overheated." Ahhh, she really wanted to take out the oven thermometer and use it.

Wenjun: "..." The smell is not much different from what he ate before. I'm sorry he can't do anything about it.

The two little ones have already circled around the remaining ducks several times, and they can almost stop salivating.

Luo Shi waved his hand: "Let's eat duck tonight." He also advised Wen Yao: "Yao Yao, let's do it tomorrow, be obedient."

Wen Yao looked at everyone's masks of pain and finally gave up.

"Okay, let's continue tomorrow and try a few more times." Try two more times at most. If it doesn't succeed, she will take out her thermometer.

Today, the Wen family's dining table is full of duck, roast duck, and roast duck soup.

After dinner, the family sat in the yard to eat. When they opened their mouths, they felt the taste of roast duck.

"Boss, what are the things you are growing in that land? I haven't seen any seedlings sprouting." Old Man Wen took advantage of this moment to chat with his eldest son, feeling very distressed. Really, How much food can be produced from two acres of prime land?

During spring plowing, Wen Xiuyi directly asked Old Man Wen for two acres of high-quality land, and divided several plots of land to plant corn, potatoes, peanuts, and so on.

Wen Xiuyi almost let Old Man Wen die because of this matter. He had to fight for it under tremendous pressure.

When Old Man Wen asked again, Wen Xiuyi knew that Old Man Wen was worried that he wasted the two acres of land.

"They are all good things, dad. You have to watch those two acres of land carefully. Don't let others bring trouble to the things in them. Let me tell you this, the things grown in that land are really grown. , there will be no shortage of food in the future." Wen Xiuyi said slowly.

Potatoes and sweet potatoes are inherently high-yielding, and their land requirements are not that high. Even in medium and low-grade land, the yield is not low. The reason why we chose two pieces of high-grade land for planting at the beginning is Wen Xiuyi I am thinking of increasing the production and planting more next year.

Not to mention corn, Wen Xiuyi knows very well how high the yield is.

When Old Man Wen heard what he said, he looked surprised and disbelieving: "Is it true?"

Regarding the words of the current eldest son, Old Man Wen doesn’t believe it all. Seventeen or eighty-nine believe it. After all, the effect is there, let’s just talk about those few acres of low-grade land. After the improvement of the fertilizer retting by the boss, The seedlings in the ground are no worse than those in other medium-sized fields.

It was precisely because of this that Old Man Wen believed his son's lies and gave him two acres of land to grow things he had never seen before.

Those beans that are as lumpy as balls, in the words of the boss, can produce several thousand kilograms per acre. If that were really the case, would you still be afraid of starving when there is no harvest?There is no need to worry at all.

But Old Man Wen has been farming all his life, and he has never even heard of these things, let alone seen them. Now that he suddenly planted them, he still feels uneasy.

Before the things grew, Wen Xiuyi didn't know how to appease his father, so he changed the topic and asked him about the growth of other crops in the field and whether he thought his method was useful.

When it comes to farming, there is so much that Old Man Wen can talk about, especially after listening to the boss's arrangements this year, including retting and removing seedlings. Although he felt a little distressed after pulling out a lot of seedlings, the boss said , this was done to increase production, so he tolerated it.

Anyway, we will know in a few months whether it will work or not.

The father and son chatted happily, and Wen Xiuzhu and Wen Xiuqing also squatted over. The father and son talked freely about the things in this field.

On the female side, Luo Shi and his two daughters-in-law were talking to them about raising ducks.

Li only had one doubt: "Mom, can you really make money by raising ducks?"

Luo Shi looked at Wen Yao and said, "Yao Yao said that if we make this roast duck, the supply of duck will exceed the demand. Just tell us whether you want to do it or not."

Mrs. Li and Mrs. Cai looked at each other, after a little calculation, they gritted their teeth: "Fuck, mother, let's follow Yaoyao. As long as Yaoyao says we can make money, we will definitely make money."

Isn't it just raising ducks? Iron Cowgirl can raise them well, so can they.

In the Li family's eyes, Wen Yao is now the treasure of their old Wen family, Jin Ge Da, who listens to whatever he says.

Just kidding, they all watched how good Zuixianlou's business was. Although they didn't know how Zuixianlou and Wenyao cooperated, they would not be jealous of Wenyao's much more money.

Similarly, if Wen Yao has a way to make money and can support them, they will only be grateful.