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

"This is indeed necessary. Let the women in the village come to help with the cooking. After the meal is done, they can go home. But the wages will be less."

"How do we decide on the team leaders for the three groups?" Ye Qing didn't know the villagers very well.

Ye Lizheng pondered for a while and selected three people. "Team leaders should use young people because they have more energy. Let your uncle Ye Fang take charge of the charcoal burning team. He has been learning from me for so long and he is capable of taking on the responsibility."

"Charcoal burning is very important. The quality of the charcoal must be well controlled. Uncle Ye Fang can calm everyone down, and no one dares to have any bad intentions." Ye Qing still has a good impression of the eldest son of the head of the village.

"Wang Chun is in charge of the tree-cutting team. He has been in charge of the Wang family's affairs in recent years and he is very prestigious in the village."

Ye Qing had some contact with Wang Chun today and felt that he was a responsible and careful person. When felling trees, one needs to pay attention to safety at all times, so this arrangement makes sense.

Another point is that he is the next patriarch of the Wang family. If he takes the lead, the Wang family will work harder.

"Let your father be the leader of the third group. Your father knows a lot of people in the city and can find more clients. Your third uncle is also good at business and can help your father."

Listening to the arrangements made by the village head, Ye Qing admired him even more. He was very thoughtful and had considered every aspect to be able to lead the villagers to escape famine.

"Grandpa Village Head, I'll listen to you. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Ye Qing looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late.

"Why is there nothing for you to do? Your task is more important. You came up with the idea, and you are most familiar with the entire process. You follow me and grasp the overall situation. I am old, and my brain is not as flexible as yours."

"Grandpa Village Head, I can't do it. I'm too young and haven't encountered so many things. You still need to come here for this." Ye Qing hurriedly declined. There were so many capable people in the village, and no one would listen to him if he went there.

"It's not that you are the only one in charge. You are still too young. If you are too prominent, people will be jealous. Just stay beside me and tell me what you think. Let the villagers get used to it slowly."

Ye Lizheng had figured out that if the Ye family wanted to gain a foothold in Wu'an City and the village wanted to become prosperous, they still needed Ye Qing to take the helm.

Ye Qing was grateful for the help the villagers had given his family, and was happy to have the opportunity to make money with everyone.

"Grandpa Village Head, I'm young, and some of my opinions are immature, so I still need you to make the decision. From now on, I will be your assistant and learn from you." Ye Qing said modestly.

The head of the village was very satisfied with Ye Qing's humble attitude, so he asked his second son and daughter-in-law to send Ye Qing back home.

As the sky brightened, the village became lively. Smoke rose from the courtyards of every household, and breakfast was served half an hour earlier than usual.

Old Man Ye took his son and grandson to the village entrance. The headman announced the groups and the leaders of each group. Old Man Ye was a little excited as he had never had such a big responsibility in the village.

"Everyone, please pay attention to safety while working. If you have any problems, find your respective team leaders, and the team leaders will report to me. If I'm not here, you can also talk to Ye Qing first." Ye Lizheng repeated all the arrangements.

Tian San was unwilling to listen to this and said, "Li Zheng, Qingya is still a child. How can we let her interfere in such an important matter?"

Uncle Zhou was not happy about this and came out to defend Ye Qing. "Tian San, what you said is wrong. The lobsters sold by the villagers, the rabbits rented, the fertilizer piled in the fields, and the charcoal burning this time, all of them were thought up by Ye Qing. Why can't she participate in it?"

Ye Qing was happy that his uncle defended him. Some things were difficult to say to family members, and it would be more effective if his uncle said them.

The other people in the village had actually made money and were willing to believe Ye Qing.

Ye Qing stood up openly and said, "Thank you all for believing in me. I will prove myself in the days to come."

"Good." Applause broke out at the entrance of the village.

"Okay, everyone go about their business according to the groups you have divided yourself into." After saying this, Ye Lizheng walked towards the mountain first.

Ye Qing followed Ye Lizheng to the designated location and first concentrated their manpower to dig a kiln.

It didn't take so many people to dig a cave, so Ye Fang divided his team into three parts: one part to dig the cave, one part to build the stove, and another part to build the shack, leaving someone to watch at night.

Ye Lizheng took Ye Qing for a walk, and seeing that his son had arranged everything in order, he stopped disturbing him and took Ye Qing to see the group that was cutting down trees.

"Wang Chun, cut down the dead trees first. If there are no more dead trees, choose trees with hard wood." Ye Lizheng reminded.

"I understand, head of the village, we know what's going on." Wang Chun helped carry the cut trees.

"One more thing, make sure to remember whose trees you cut down, and pay them according to the quantity later." Ye Lizheng was still a little worried.

After Wang Chun finished carrying the tree, he walked around with the village head before sending him down the mountain.

Ye Qing watched Ye Lao Da and his second uncle sawing wood under the command of each other, so that the wood could be transported downstairs easily after sawing.

Ye Qing did not bother them and followed the headman down the mountain.

When they returned to the charcoal kiln, Aunt Hua brought the village women who were good at working, carrying vegetables and rice.

After saying hello, Ye Qing went to see the progress of the kiln digging.

The bottom of the slope had been dug half a meter deep, and two people were outside carrying baskets of soil and dragging them out.

"Uncle Fang, don't throw the soil away. Use it to pad the uneven areas around. We'll build a charcoal shed here later."

"Qingya, I'll have someone level the road first to make it easier for the ox carts to come over." Wang Chun considered the use of the soil.

Seeing that Ye Fang had plans, Ye Qing stopped disturbing her and helped Aunt Hua cut vegetables.

The kiln was dug very quickly, and within a day, one third of it had been dug. More than a dozen people took turns digging in the cave, almost without stopping.

Wang Chun was also very quick and had cut down all the dead trees nearby.

Boss Ye led his men to slowly lower the tree. When the tree reached the bottom, they had to adjust its length so that it could not exceed the height of the cave.

The food prepared by Aunt Hua and her people was ready. Ye Qing followed everyone and got a bowl of vegetables and a steaming hot steamed bun. He found a stone to sit down and started eating.

After dinner, the villagers did not rest, but took their tools to their respective positions and continued to work.

After two days of hard work, the charcoal kiln was dug. Boss Ye also led people to prepare the firewood. Everyone put the firewood neatly in the charcoal kiln.

Finally, seal the hole for firewood entering, ignite the firewood at the hole for burning firewood, and when the color of the smoke changes, seal the hole for burning firewood and the smoke outlet together.

It takes two days for the firewood to burn in the cave to produce charcoal. However, this time needs to be mastered by the master, and it is related to the humidity of the firewood. The drier the firewood, the charcoal can be produced earlier.

"The charcoal is out." Old Man Ye shouted.

Everyone gathered around, opened the hole for entering the firewood, put on an old piece of clothing, and started to dig out the charcoal.