At the same time, on the back slope of the mountain, Xie Changjin stood tall and stared at the wisps of green smoke below the mountain in a trance.

Qing Feng behind him swallowed silently, "Sir, I'm afraid the Marquis already knows that you are here now."

Xie Changjin said nothing, with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qingfeng said to himself, "Qingfeng got the news that the Marquis seemed to be very interested in chili sauce. He went to the Huafu Restaurant and asked for 200 kilograms of chili sauce."

This is not a secret in Beijing. You can find out by asking around. It’s because this chili sauce is so popular!

Speaking of chili sauce, Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the big crab that the young master gave him yesterday. After eating it, he was dreaming about the taste and drooling.

Qingfeng wiped the non-existent saliva from his mouth. He was also lucky enough to get a can of chili sauce, which was given to him by the young master. I have to say it is very delicious and very convenient.

This time he went to find scar removal cream for the young master. He had to sleep in the open on the road. If it weren't for the chili sauce, he would have starved to death.

It was also because of the chili sauce that he felt more comfortable on this mission than any other time before.

After a long while, Xie Changjin interrupted Qingfeng's imagination and said, "If you know, then you know."

He had no intention of hiding the fact that he was still alive for long.

Qingfeng's eyes lit up, "So, when will you return to Beijing?"

"Let's talk about it later." Xie Changjin said, shaking his sleeves, "Just continue to do what you should do, and don't worry about the rest."

When Xie Changjin returned to the Tang family, he saw Tang Qiyue sulking in front of Zhaobao. His eyes suddenly changed, and he quickly walked up to her and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Tang Qiyue pouted, "I'm not angry."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man gently pinched her pouting lips, and she heard him say, "I'm not angry, but why do you think you can hang an oil bottle on your mouth? Huh?"

Tang Qiyue was a little annoyed, slapped his hand away, stuffed Zhao Bao into his arms and snorted, "I'm just not angry."

Facing Xie Changjin's teasing eyes, Tang Qiyue was depressed for a moment, "Okay, I am a little angry."

Then she repeated the contents of the letter from China Resources.

Xie Changjin listened quietly, his eyes flickered slightly and he suddenly understood what Qingfeng had just said.

Tang Qiyue didn't notice his expression and continued, "One thousand pounds is not enough to fill the gap between your teeth? You want to add another thousand pounds? What a joke, am I such a money-hungry person?"

"It's not about money now, but there are only so many peppers. There really is no more."

She has always wanted to buy a mountain. Doesn't she want to earn more money to buy a mountain? The problem is that there is not enough pepper now!

"July, why don't you buy more land and continue growing peppers?" Xie Changjin spoke hesitantly. After all, his father had a lot to do with why the person he loved was so angry at the moment.

You have to appease him.

Tang Qiyue propped her chin with both hands, "I want to buy it, but there is not much land left in the village. I don't feel comfortable buying from another village and letting me grow peppers."

She also thought about buying half of the mountain. She had enough money, but she planned to grow various fruits on the mountain, not peppers.

"Why don't we let someone in the village who has land plant the crops? How about you harvest the crops?"

Tang Qiyue's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately sat up straight, "Good idea!"

"You are so smart." Tang Qiyue sighed sincerely, and then ran out of the main hall, "I'm going to the village chief's house."

In the past two days, Tang Laosan and his friends went to the river to catch crabs, and they did not return empty-handed. However, the crabs they caught were completely different from those they had eaten before, and were not even as big as a fist.

But Fang Haoze was not sad at all. It was normal that the crabs in the river were not as big as the ones he ate. He was willing to spend time raising them. But he didn't know what to do, so he came to Tang Qiyue to learn from her.

Who knew, what a coincidence, he came to the house just after Tang Qiyue left, and there was nothing he could do but wait at home.

...

"What did you say? You want the villagers to grow peppers? Three cents a pound? You provide the saplings?" Village Chief Fu stared at Tang Qiyue in disbelief, his heart pounding.

He had discovered that, since the establishment of Tang San's family, their Baile Village seemed to be much richer than before, and there were many more ways to make money.

Look, there is another job that can make money right before my eyes.

"Yes, village chief. My family's ten acres of peppers are not enough, so I want the villagers who have land in the village to follow me to grow peppers. I will provide the seedlings, but they must ensure that when the peppers are ripe, they are only provided to me and not to anyone else."

"Also, I will ask those who are willing to grow peppers to sign a document. If they violate it, they will have to pay me compensation."

"But don't worry, I said I would charge three cents per pound for the peppers, and that's exactly three cents. I'm not lying."

Tang Qiuyue spoke out the pros and cons without any reservation. There are both advantages and disadvantages to letting the villagers grow peppers together, so she must keep a close eye on it.

"Let me think about it, think about it." Village Chief Fu looked hesitant.

Tang Qiyue was not in a hurry either. "Take your time to think about it. There is no rush."

After a while, Village Chief Fu clapped his hands fiercely and said, "Whether the villagers are willing or not, I am willing to follow you to grow peppers."

The villagers grow some seasonal vegetables on their land, which depends on the weather. When the weather is good, the harvest is good, but when it is bad, they can only eat it for a while.

Moreover, no one had ever thought of selling the vegetables they grew on the street for money. They only sold the soybeans they grew because people who made tofu needed soybeans.

If he led the villagers to grow peppers with Tang Qiuyue, he could earn three cents per pound, which would be a considerable stable income in a year.

The more Village Chief Fu thought about it, the more excited he became. How could he not agree? After talking to Tang Qiyue, he immediately went out on crutches to discuss the matter with the villagers.

In addition to the people working in the workshop, all the men, women, young and old in the village, including the villagers of Daohua Village, gathered in front of the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

The matter was handed over to Village Chief Fu, and Tang Qiyue avoided the villagers and went home. She saw Fang Haoze sitting in the main hall, fidgeting. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you have something to talk to me about?"

As soon as Fang Haoze saw her, he exclaimed, "Qiyue, I just want to ask you, how did you raise the crabs you ate earlier? Can you tell me?"

Tang Qiyue paused when she heard this and asked, "How many crabs did you catch?"

"I didn't catch much." Fang Haoze scratched his head embarrassedly, "Only half a bucket."

He and Tang Laosan and their friends went to the river to catch crabs with all their might, but after two days they only caught half a bucket, which was not much at all.

Tang Qiyue thought of the bucket of small crabs that Tang Laosan, Lin San, and Zhao Yonghe brought back last night, "Are you sure you want to farm crabs?"

Or is it this kind of river crab caught in the river?

The crabs she took out were delicious and big, all because of the space. Now...

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