After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

The cow in my family has been bought for more than a year and is almost three years old. My family members take good care of it and feed it some grains every day, keeping it shiny and smooth.

It’s just that Niu was a little restless these past two days, so Boss Ye took him to the city and he’ll be fine after he comes back.

The grapes on the mountain are ripe. The few grape trees that were just planted this year have only produced six bunches of grapes. Ye Qing has been going to the mountain to check on them frequently in recent days, fearing that the grapes will be eaten by birds.

Ye Qing saw that most of the grapes had turned purple yesterday, so today he took Ye Dalang to the mountain to pick grapes.

The two walked up the mountain and saw from afar several bunches of grapes on the grape rack, all of which had turned purple.

Ye Dalang picked up the ladder from the mountain, quickly climbed up to the grape trellis, and carefully picked a few bunches of grapes.

I couldn't help but pick one to taste it. "Qingya is so sweet and tastes really good. These grape vines are good."

Ye Qing was watching Ye Dalang eating sweetly under the tree, feeling anxious. "Brother, come down quickly, let me have a taste too."

Ye Dalang put the grapes in the basket he brought up and carefully came down the ladder.

Ye Qing let go of the hand holding the ladder and took the basket from Ye Dalang. He picked one, rubbed it on his body, and put it in his mouth. The grapes on the mountain were not sprayed with pesticides, so it was safe to eat them directly.

"It's really delicious." Ye Qing picked up another grape.

The grapes taste fresh and refreshing, sweet but not greasy, the flesh is full, the taste is delicious and juicy, and there is a faint fruity aroma. After eating one, I want to eat another one.

Seeing that his sister was eating the grapes with relish, Ye Dalang put the ladder on another grape tree and picked all the ripe grapes. Then the two of them carried the grapes down the mountain.

When they got home, they washed the grapes first, put two bunches in the well to keep them cool, and then took another bunch to give to their grandparents.

The other families didn’t give us any gifts because they all planted grapes this year. When I passed by just now, they looked like they were about to ripen.

Ye Qing has already begun looking forward to next year's grape harvest so that he can eat as much as he wants at once, instead of just tasting it like he did this year.

Old Man Ye and Mrs. Li tried a few and stopped eating. Ye Qing knew that grandpa and grandma were reluctant to eat them and wanted to leave some for them.

There are not many grapes this year, so we will not send them to the Wei family. We will send them next year when there are more grapes.

They tasted the grapes from several vines and found them delicious.

Next year I will find the tree seller and buy some other fruit tree seedlings. The quality of their trees is still good.

Ye Qing's cage of rabbits in the backyard is already full, but she has been too busy working on the farm lately, so Boss Ye doesn't have time to help her sell them.

A few more rabbits gave birth to little rabbits, and there was really no place to put them in the backyard. When Ye Laoda came back from the melon field in the morning, he helped Ye Qing sell the rabbits first.

The price offered by Qingyunzhai was very fair, so Boss Ye did not look for anyone else to buy rabbits and continued to cooperate with them.

The waiter at Qingyunzhai weighed the rabbits skillfully. Boss Ye had delivered rabbits many times, and the two of them were already very familiar with each other.

After the waiter gave the money to Boss Ye, Boss Ye took the money and was about to leave.

Just then he met the shopkeeper who came in from outside. Boss Ye was not in a hurry to leave, but started chatting with the shopkeeper.

"Brother Ye, you are doing a good job now. I heard that the famous watermelons in Wu'an City are grown by you." The shopkeeper of Qingyunzhai wanted to confirm again.

"Thank you for the compliment, boss. I'll give it a try too. If it weren't for the wasteland, I wouldn't be willing to grow watermelons." Boss Ye shared the same idea as most people: food is the most important thing.

"Brother Ye, will you plant again next year?"

"We'll plant it again next year. Maybe everyone in our village will plant some." Boss Ye said his plan honestly.

"Brother Ye, I won't hide it from you. Our caravan also does watermelon business. Let's cooperate next year. Don't worry, the price won't be low."

Boss Ye was very happy, he believed in Qingyunzhai. "Boss, after hearing what you said, I have a clue. If the village plants more next year, how much can you harvest?"

The shopkeeper knew a little about Kaoshan Village. The whole village was planted with watermelons, so he could take it over.

Boss Ye was originally worried that since everyone in the village was growing watermelons and melons, Wu'an City wouldn't be able to eat them all. Now he feels much more relieved.

When I get back, I'll tell the villagers that I'll be planting watermelons on the wasteland next year and that I've found a market for it.

On the way back, Boss Ye was in a good mood and brought a gift for everyone in the family, including a variety of pastries.

"Dad, why did you buy so many delicious foods? I'm so happy." Ye Qing helped carry the things into the house, took out his favorite chestnut cake, and ate a piece first.

"I'm happy today. The owner of Qingyunzhai is willing to buy our village's watermelons for next year. We don't have to worry about the villagers growing them and not being able to sell them. This is a great joyous event."

Ye Qing was happy to hear this, she thought more than Boss Ye.

The price of watermelon is high this year, so more will definitely be planted next year. Wu'an City is so small, so the price of watermelon will fall.

With Qingyunzhai as their backup, they can plant with confidence.

As time goes by, summer is almost over, the watermelon vines are slowly turning yellow, and the last batch of watermelons are about to be picked.

Once this batch of watermelons is sold out, there will be no more for this year. We will have to wait until next year to eat them again. Although the last batch of watermelons is not as delicious as the previous ones, many people still rush to buy them.

The last batch of watermelons has been sold, and Boss Ye has time to settle the accounts.

Three mu of watermelons and three mu of melons earned nearly ten taels of silver. But the cost of watermelon seeds is also high, so after deducting the cost, I earned six or seven taels of silver, which is already very good.

Ye Dalang's wedding is scheduled for the autumn, which won't be long. While he's free, let Ye Laoer prepare the furniture first.

Last year we didn’t get all the flowers, so we’ll add some more this year. The Ye family’s yard is big, and the house is also big. It’s called one room, but it’s actually the size of two rooms.

I need to add a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a set of tables and chairs. I helped with everything I could think of, and I will do the things I didn't think of later.

Ye Qing and Zhou also went to the city and bought some defective cloth from a cloth shop to make partitions.

A house is divided into two rooms, the inner one is used as a bedroom, and the outer one can be used for sewing. If someone comes, you can sit down and chat.

Boss Ye also bought two residential plots, and their house is the outermost one.

Houses are being built at the back, and construction continues outwards along the outermost edge. The two residential plots are right next to the house.

Later, when the other two children got married, they were separated and allowed to live there.

The cotton flowers bloomed, and the whole family went to the fields to pick them. This was a slow job, and the cotton inside each flower had to be pulled out.

Ye Qing looked tanned from wearing a hat. Each person was responsible for two rows of cotton, which was boring and dull.

Cotton blooms every day and people have to pick cotton every day. Ye Qing regrets that he did not study mechanics so that he could invent an automatic cotton harvester.

This idea only lasted for a second and then disappeared. Without electricity and oil, it was useless to invent it.

Fortunately, there are only three acres of cotton fields, so half a day is enough. After finishing the cotton fields, I have to go to the forest to work.