I have been farming since I crossed over.

Yang Mingxi felt warm at the sight of the Wu family digging the foundation. Then she remembered that she had been too sleepy the previous night to discuss the division of the bricks and tiles with her uncles.

The foundation will start from the empty wasteland, so the thatched house will not be moved for the time being.

"Old Five, have they started digging?" Uncle Yang, who had seen them from a distance, shouted. Then he turned around and shouted behind him, "Everyone, hurry up! They've already started digging!"

Soon, a large group of people, all armed with hoes, hurried over, trailing Uncle Yang. These people were all members of the Yang family. Hearing Uncle Yang's call, they rushed to help. They quickly joined the team digging the foundation and bustled into action. Some wielded their hoes vigorously, digging and shoveling the earth; others swept the excavated soil aside; and still others carried stones and bricks. The whole scene was bustling with activity, full of energy and enthusiasm.

Yang Mingxi greeted Uncle Wu, returned to the thatched cottage, and talked about bricks and tiles.

"Uncle, this is the brick money that Lu Jintang gave me yesterday, a total of 75 taels. I was too sleepy last night and couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so I'll keep it for now." Yang Mingxi said.

"It should have been given to you. The kiln is yours, and the soil is yours. We are just helping out. You just need to pay us." Uncle Wu said.

"How can this be possible? If it weren't for the craftsmanship of you uncles, how could we make bricks and tiles? Even if we had these things, they would be garbage in my hands."

"It's useless to have skills but no products!"

"So, let's cooperate! Uncle, I think I only provided the venue, and the labor and craftsmanship are all yours, so we split it 30% and 70%, okay?"

"No, this definitely won't work."

"Okay, then it's 20/80."

"Girl Xi, are you stupid? 30% to 70% isn't enough, so 20% to 80% is enough? Are you thinking we shouldn't go home?"

"?" Yang Mingxi was confused. Why is it still like this? What does it matter?

"Let's split the profits 50-50. You provide the kiln and the soil, and we provide the labor and craftsmanship. We'll split the profits 50-50, but yours doesn't count," said Uncle Wu.

"Oh? So I got too little. He really is my uncle!" Yang Mingxi thought to herself. Then she said, "That won't work. Let's split it 40% to 60%! Otherwise, I'll find someone else to do it."

Wu came back just in time to overhear their conversation and said, "Brother, just listen to Xier. 40% to 60%. We won't pay for the bricks and tiles used to build our house. Okay! Just go home and tell them I said that."

Uncle Wu looked at his younger sister and felt that this was the first time he had such an idea. He didn't want to let his younger sister down, so he agreed.

Wu came to tell Yang Mingxi that many villagers had come to their homestead to help dig the foundation. Yang Laowu asked her to come over to ask Xier whether they would provide food and wages directly or pay them directly like Lu Jintang's family did.

Yang Mingxi heard this and said, "Mom, just pay the wages directly! Tell everyone that it's not convenient for us to cook right now, so just like Lu Jintang's family, 20 wen a day, just calculate the wages directly."

Uncle Wu said, "Let's go out and take a look."

As soon as she came out, she saw the village chief, Grandpa Zhang. Yang Mingxi smiled and said, "Grandpa Zhang, thank you for your hard work. You are here to help dig the foundation again."

Grandpa Zhang, the village chief, smiled and said, "It's not hard. It's something we can do. It used to be like this in our village. Whenever someone wanted to build a house, everyone in the village would help out."

Yang Mingxi smiled and said, "It's all thanks to Grandpa Zhang's leadership. By the way, Grandpa Zhang, we just discussed it. Our family will do the same as Lu Jintang's family. We won't provide meals, but will directly pay workers 20 cents a day."

Grandpa Zhang said kindly, "I came here to talk to you about this. They still want to exchange their labor hours for rice seedlings. They won't plant rice this season, but will follow you to plant the next season's seedlings. Is that okay with me asking?"

"Ah, if we don't plant this season, won't that delay a whole season of rice?" Yang Mingxi said in surprise.

"No, we've calculated that if we don't plant this time, we can follow you in the next two seasons and still have two seasons of rice. If we plant it ourselves, we can only have two seasons. It's better to wait and plant with you." Grandpa Zhang said.

"No need, Grandpa Zhang, I think we can plant seedlings here anytime. There's no need to waste several months." Yang Mingxi said.

"What, we can plant seedlings now? Don't we have to follow the seasons?" Grandpa Zhang asked excitedly.

"I don't think so. Mr. Lu's family has only been planting for four or five days. The climate here is good, so we don't need to follow the seasons. We can continue planting."

"Then can you help plant the seedlings? You tell me how much per acre of seedlings, and we'll all pay for them."

"That probably won't work for now. My family doesn't have any extra land to plant seedlings, but I can provide seeds and help Cui Haoya. They can take them home and plant them themselves. Everyone came to see us when we were planting, right?"

"Well, okay, I'll pass on the news later. Thank you, Xi girl!" Village chief Grandpa Zhang expressed his sincere gratitude.

"You're welcome, Grandpa Zhang. I'm also a member of our village. It's my duty to do something for everyone. Besides, I'm not providing it for free. I still have to charge for it." Yang Mingxi said with a smile.

"No, no, Xi girl. All of us in Changshan Village have to thank you for what you did." said Grandpa Zhang, the village chief.

"Okay, big brother, don't embarrass Xi. If she says there's no need to thank me, then there's no need to thank me. We are all from the same village." Old man Yang came out at some point and interrupted the village chief, Grandpa Zhang.

"Yes, grandpa is right." Yang Mingxi quickly flattered him.

"Go and do your thing, Xi girl. I'll walk with your Grandpa Zhang."

Yang Mingxi agreed and left.

Old Man Yang and the village chief walked towards the group of people digging the foundation. When they reached everyone, he opened his voice and said, "Everyone, please stop and rest for a while. I have three things to announce."

The busy guys all stopped and waited quietly for the village chief to speak.

Village Chief Zhang took a sip of water and said, "First, you helped Yang Laowu build a house. No food was provided, so it was 20 wen a day. Since you came late today, I will charge you half a day, 10 wen."

Village Chief Zhang paused, waiting for everyone's reaction. Seeing that no one objected, he continued, "Second, we don't need to set aside a season of rice. We can plant the rice seedlings now, and then we can transplant them when the seedlings are ready."

"Oh, really! That's great! We can harvest another crop of rice."

"Really? Finally, the waste of farmland wasn't in vain."

Village Chief Zhang listened to the conversations below and saw everyone's smiling faces. He was also very happy. He cleared his throat and said, "Third, the Yang family doesn't have land to help plant rice seedlings, but they can sell us rice seeds and we can plant them ourselves."

"How much is a pound of rice seeds?"

“We don’t know how to plant, what should we do?”

"I do know a little bit. I helped the Yang family when they were planting."

Everyone was discussing loudly, one after another.