Female-to-male: I live on farming

Qin Ke chatted with the village chief for a while, and then casually mentioned: "Recently, my wife taught me to read some books and learn some words. I accidentally got a book about plant cultivation. In fact, I bought some other varieties of seeds from foreign merchants. I was just curious at the time, so I wanted to experiment and plant those watermelons this year, but I didn't expect to get such a big surprise. So next I want to build some vegetable greenhouses this winter."

"Vegetable greenhouse?" The village chief stroked his beard, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, because the weather is cold in winter and most plants cannot survive, so I thought of building a building structure with heat preservation properties so that vegetables can grow out of season, so that we can eat fresh vegetables even in the cold winter."

The village chief's expression became serious, and he kept asking Qin Ke, "Can you really do what you said?"

He has rich social experience, so he naturally realizes the commercial value of the so-called vegetable greenhouse that Qin Ke mentioned. If vegetables are grown in winter, then they will become a hot commodity that dignitaries and wealthy businessmen will flock to and compete for. After all, it is not easy to eat fresh vegetables in the cold winter.

"We have already made some plans and it will basically succeed." Qin Ke nodded. He did not say anything final and tried to remain humble.

"Then you mean..."

The village chief had already vaguely guessed the reason why Qin Ke came to tell him all this. He could obviously do these things by himself, but today he came to discuss it with him.

Qin Ke looked into the village chief's sharp eyes, curled his lips slightly, and said, "Building a vegetable greenhouse will definitely require a lot of manpower. In winter, the villagers are idle anyway, so why not come to me to help? I will definitely not treat the villagers unfairly. And if the experiment is successful, I want to be able to promote it throughout our village. In addition, I have many plans, but for now I need to take it step by step."

Unfortunately, the village chief is a pure ancient person and does not understand that modern workplace leaders have a universal skill - drawing cakes and cakes.

That's right, it was just empty promises. Apart from talking about the vegetable greenhouse, Qin Ke was just making empty promises to the village chief. The purpose, of course, was to make the village chief their backer in the village and help them guard against those who coveted his wealth.

"Good boy, you have ambition!" The village chief could not resist the temptation and burst into laughter. He even stood up excitedly and patted Qin Ke on the shoulder. He turned around a few times on the spot to calm down his excitement before sitting down again.

"Qin Ke, there was drought in the past few years and the harvest was poor. It has finally gotten better in the past two years, but the war in the imperial court has increased taxes, and our lives are not easy," the village chief said with a sigh, "If you can really help our fellow villagers, everyone in Qinghe Village will be grateful to you."

Qin Ke agreed with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was indeed an old fox. In the end, he launched an emotional attack and morally blackmailed him.

After he stood up to say goodbye, Wu's mother poked her head in and walked in with a few slices of watermelon in her hands: "Old man, what did Qin Ke come over to tell you? It's rare to see you smiling so happily."

"You woman, you just cut such an expensive thing without waiting for the children to come back and eat it together." Village chief Wu saw the plate in her hand, and although he said it as a reproach, there was a smile in his tone.

"Okay, I don't know you yet. Look how glued your eyes are to this," Wu's mother handed him a piece and explained, "Don't worry, I've saved some for the children. They can eat it when they come back. Come and have a try."

She had been coveting these watermelons for a long time. The bright red flesh had a hint of sweetness. When she cut the watermelon, the juice flowed onto the chopping board. She was reluctant to let it go, so she took a bite and the sweetness instantly filled her heart.

The village chief no longer pretended to be reserved. He lowered his head and started to eat the watermelon. He finished the whole watermelon in no time. He couldn't help but want to reach out and grab another piece, but when he thought of the price of the watermelon, he withdrew his hand.

They have been frugal all their lives, and even if something is good, they would not eat more than a few bites.

"You haven't said it yet, old man. What did you say that makes you so happy?"

Speaking of this, the village chief couldn't help but smile again, and said with emotion: "Qin Ke is really amazing now. He may be able to change our Qinghe Village."

As for the rest, no matter how Wu's mother asked, he remained mysterious and refused to say anything.

Mother Wu did not force it, but thinking of Qin Ke, she could not help but sigh: "He was such a bad guy before, fighting and gambling, but now he has become sensible and polite. You don't know that he is well-known in the village for loving his wife. Every night you can see him walking with his wife in the village."

The village chief may not pay much attention to the gossip in the village, but Wu's mother knows about it.

When I went to the river to wash clothes, I could often hear the women in the village discussing all kinds of gossip in the village. Qin Ke and his wife were the hot topics among them recently.

Who would have thought that a few months ago, Qin Ke was a prodigal son that the villagers despised and avoided, but now he has become the standard for unmarried girls in the village to choose a spouse.

On the other side, Qin Ke staggered home and laid on the table as soon as he entered the house, aggrieved: "I wasted a lot of brain cells dealing with them today. I want to eat the dessert made by my wife tonight."

"What weird things are you saying again." Lu Youqing put down the book in his hand and said angrily.

Qin Ke always uttered some words that she had never heard of before, and she had become accustomed to it.

"Have you already told the village chief?"

"Well, just as we said before, I have also made a lot of promises to the village chief. I think his reaction will support us. We have to give them some sweet treats, otherwise, after a long time, other people in the village will feel unbalanced."

Since ancient times, people have been concerned about inequality rather than scarcity. Once the villagers see that Qin Ke has made a lot of money, they will inevitably feel jealous. When they feel jealous, those with ulterior motives will make trouble for them.

In this case, why not take them along, give them some sweet treats, and tie them together with one string.

"In this way, when the villagers earn money from you, they will be infinitely biased towards you in their hearts. If the Qin family comes to make trouble again, they will also help you."

"By the way, my lady, do you know who found out that we were selling watermelons?" Qin Ke stood up straight, his tone somewhat gritted.

Lu Youqing raised an eyebrow, and seeing his reaction, he guessed, "Song Yaozu?"

In fact, this is not difficult to guess. He is the only one in the village who can often hang out in the West Market of the town, and Qin Ke’s expression just now.

"Yes, it's him! The village chief just told me about it when we were chatting casually."

Just as Qin Kelin stood up to say goodbye, the village chief suddenly said something meaningful, which was both a gesture of goodwill and a reminder.

"It's okay. You can't guard against such villains." Lu Youqing has been living in an environment full of such people since she was a child. She has long been accustomed to it. However, looking at Qin Ke's angry expression, she still smiled and said softly: "Okay, I'll make you the dessert you want. You don't have to be angry with such people."

Although cooking is not the main thing that ladies need to learn, they will selectively learn a few dishes so that they can cook for their husbands in the future. Lu Youqing only learned how to make cakes at that time. She happened to have some osmanthus honey a few days ago, so she made osmanthus cake for Qin Ke.

Unexpectedly, after eating it once, Qin Ke began to miss it all the time, even though they had better-tasting food bought at the market.

When Lu Youqing brought the dish of osmanthus cake to the table, Qin Ke very stingily pushed it in front of himself and refused to give it to Qin Ke and Han Qi. Seeing that he was like a little wolfhound protecting his food, Lu Youqing couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

Li Nanqiao and Han Qi knew that he was in a bad mood, so they naturally wouldn't argue with him.

"Starting from tonight, someone needs to be in the melon field every night. Xiaoqi, Nanqiao, the three of us will take turns patrolling." After eating and drinking, Qin Ke picked up the cup and got down to business.

"My dear, you are worried..."

"Yeah, that's right, we better be careful."