Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

According to Xie Xian's calculations, two hatcheries can produce 3,000 chicks every 20 days, with a selling price of 60 taels, minus the cost of 10 taels.

There is still an income of about eighty taels every month. Although it is not much money, as the adult chickens are sold and the hatchery runs at full capacity, more money can be made.

Now, all the eggs in several nearby cities have been bought up by her, and the price of eggs has increased from two cents to three cents.

The eggs she has now can last for two months. When the chickens grow up, they will have more eggs to put on the market.

By then, the price of eggs may drop to the bottom, and eating eggs for every meal in a poor family will no longer be a dream.

Liu watched everyone scramble to sign up, and what she was thinking about was the task that Xie Xian had assigned to her. Taking care of chicks is also a science. It would be a test for the female workers in their factory to take back these five chickens. Then they would see who raised them better.

Who knows, there is another chance. "Everyone is lined up. There is no rules at all. Come to register one by one. Ouch! Qingqing is here! Just need your help to register those who want to buy chickens."

Su Qingqing has been working at the textile factory for almost a month. There are many complicated things to do in the factory, such as registration, personnel lists, and collection of monthly wages, all of which require literate people to do it.

When she first came, she was a little cautious because of her widow status, but Liu was a bold person, and Su Qingqing, a high-end talent, had to be won over.

So within a few days, Su Qingqing changed from Manager Su to Sister Qingqing. As the account manager of the textile factory, Su Qingqing was headed by Liu. One of them was bold and daring, while the other was careful and cautious. They complemented each other and worked in harmony.

"Sister Liu, I brought the roster and the monthly assessments." She signaled Liu with her eyes.

Liu understood and said, "The quota for buying chickens will be given priority to those who are hardworking and diligent. We will sort them by the most advanced teams. Do you have any objections?"

The female workers had no complaints when they heard this. In this factory, hard-working people are praised everywhere, and those who cheat or slack off are not treated well. Sometimes, in serious cases, their wages will be deducted.

"My goodness, Miss Liu has become more and more capable of managing people since she entered primary school." People below were whispering.

"Who said it wasn't? It should be divided like this. Those who like to be lazy are lucky enough not to be thrown out." Xie Xian had recruited people of varying qualities in order to take care of the families of the soldiers. However, no matter how restless a person was, he would be obedient under Liu's management when he arrived at the factory.

"Don't even mention Madam Liu. Her husband is a captain of the team. It's hard not to be dishonest."

In addition to his love of food, Niu Er also has a great advantage: he is not shy and is very supportive of Liu's work. If any daughter-in-law in the factory makes a fuss and disobeys discipline, Niu Er will definitely get back at her husband.

This made Liu's work in the textile factory much smoother. As she gained a foothold in the factory, the factory's welfare benefits were comparable to those of mine workers. The textile factory also became a place of yearning for girls of marriageable age in the villages around Heishiwei.

The chicken farming business is gradually taking shape, and the only thing left to worry about is the fields outside the city. As the temperature gradually rises, people can be seen working in the fields everywhere.

The canal that Xie Xian dug for her thousand acres of land was finally completed, which made several villages not far away envious.

The fields of the villagers are all in pieces, but Xie Xian's fields are neatly ridged, all drawn with lines, horizontally and vertically.

The terrain is high in the west and low in the east, and even the direction of plowing has strict requirements.

At first glance, it looks as fine as the teeth of a comb, and even those with obsessive-compulsive disorder would exclaim in admiration at how comfortable it is.

Ze Yue stood with his head down, stepping on the boundary stakes. Not far from the edge of the field, someone was still digging a hole to leave room for composting.

According to Xie Xian's request, the two sides of the canal were built with stones in a trapezoidal shape, and the river bank was two meters higher than the ground to prevent floods.

"My dear, the water level in the alkaline ditch has risen." A young man came running over.

Ze Yue nodded, indicating that he understood: "The Huai River has been rising since the beginning of spring, and it may rise further after the spring flood."

After their observation, they found that the water surface of the alkaline ditch seemed to follow the river water three miles away.

When the water level is high over there, the water in the ditch rises; when the water level is low over there, there is only a little water in the ditch.

"Plant some trees on both sides, and don't let the soil fall in, otherwise you will have to dig it up every year."

The saline-alkali land has serious sandification of the soil. If there is a slight wind, the sand particles on the edge will fall into the pit.

"I see. Wei Lao San just asked how big the dung pile should be!"

“Aren’t the lines marked already?” The size of the manure pile has construction requirements and cannot be changed at will.

The young man touched his head and smiled: "Hey, we are digging along the line, but aren't we almost at the bottom?"

These people are now very cautious in everything they do in this land. The concept of magic used by the female monarch has been deeply rooted in people's minds. There are distance requirements for the ridges and ridges.

They were deeply afraid that if they did not follow the rules at any step and affected the improvement of the farmland, they would become sinners.

"That old man Wei is also a capable person. I heard that he has three dung piles at home." Everyone admired him. "He made a lot of money from selling the night crawlers. Those people are jealous."

Ze Yue followed, feeling helpless because Xie Xian had seldom come to the fields since she had given him a book on the Land Improvement Law.

Ever since he knew that this was a secret technique, he copied two copies overnight and then sent the original to the ancestral hall.

Such a valuable thing cannot be damaged by him.

Thinking about what Xie Xian had asked at the meeting a few days ago, he had a heavy task.

But does the lady really want to hand over the secret technique of improving the land?

Of course, it was impossible for Xie Xian to be such a good person. She had made up her mind from the beginning to the end to put satisfying her own needs first.

In ancient times when there were no chemical fertilizers, people still had to practice crop rotation in this barren saline-alkali land by the river.

Handing this kind of thing over would only make the emperor more wary of the Xie family, and at most would move her empty title up a level, with no real benefit whatsoever.

She has nothing better to do, and this thing will definitely not be promoted throughout the world after it is handed over. It might even help the aristocratic families to enclose their territory.

Xie Xian had an experimental mindset towards this thousand acres of wasteland. People were saying that she was using magic, but even though the rumors were spreading like wildfire, Xie Xian did not stand up to deny it.

Just treat it as the spell she cast. These thousand acres of land have already exhausted her mana bar, and she has no extra energy to work on other lands.

In Xie Xian's hometown in her previous life, the flower-growing family controlled the desert by planting trees. Once the desert soil was improved, they sold the land. It was the visible profits that made desert control an industry.

Xie Xian planned to see how the harvest would turn out this year. If the land condition improved after improvements, it would be a source of income whether she sold the land in three years or kept it for her own farming.