Leisurely mountain village

"If the vegetables you grow using his method in the second half of the year still don't turn out well, then next year our village will cooperate with Xiao Huan on the land. Apart from those who work the land, every household will receive dividends based on the land they invested in," the village chief continued.

"We'll discuss the specific profit-sharing plan at the end of the year. First, grow your own vegetables and see how you compare to others. Stop spouting nonsense all day long, thinking you're invincible. Saying things like 'You guys are the best at growing vegetables' is just utter rubbish."

Upon hearing the village chief's words, everyone burst into laughter, and several boastful farmers lowered their heads in embarrassment.

These are just boasts made in casual conversation. If they really had that ability, who would want to stay in this small mountain village, toiling away in the fields? Who wouldn't want to go to the city, with beautiful wives and concubines, eating, drinking, and having fun?

After the laughter and commotion subsided, the village chief didn't waste any more words. He took out various seeds that Ye Huan had prepared for the village, including grain seeds and vegetable seeds.

“Choose yourselves. You’re all experienced farmers. Choose what you want to plant. Apart from what I said before about not using pesticides or chemical fertilizers and using spring water for irrigation, you can do everything else yourselves. We’ll compare them after this batch grows.”

Afterwards, people from all families came up to choose the vegetable seeds they wanted to plant. They also wanted to see why Xiao Huan's vegetables could fetch tens of yuan per kilogram, since they also grew the same vegetables.

How can you convince these people wholeheartedly? At most, they're just paying lip service. They've farmed all their lives; who would think they're inferior to others? They're all holding their breath. It's just mountain spring water, it's just not using pesticides. They can't kill people, so they just have to work harder.

Some families even discussed it and prepared to endure hardship, deciding not to use the village river water but to find spring water in the mountains to irrigate their vegetables, determined to succeed.

After selecting the seeds, each household promotes seedling growth and sows the seeds at the appropriate time. It's rare to see people in the village now not playing cards or bragging anymore, since the price of vegetables at tens of yuan per kilogram is very attractive.

Everyone was full of energy, and some people actually went into the mountains to find spring water. They worked hard every day, carrying one or two loads down to water the vegetables.

Ye Huan didn't care and just smiled when he saw it. His attention was now focused on the watermelon and strawberries, which were gradually ripening. He checked on them every day, and when the first watermelon was ripe, he picked it and took it home. He weighed it, and it was a full 25 jin (12.5 catties).

He picked up his phone, first filming a video of the fruit before picking it, then taking it home, cutting it open, editing it, and uploading it—all done smoothly and effortlessly. He's becoming increasingly adept at these tasks.

After lunch, when her parents were about to go back to their room for a nap, Ye Huan brought out the sliced ​​watermelon for her family to try.

"Is the watermelon ripe?" Dad asked.

"Yes, this is the first one. We'll bring it back and let you taste it. Once it's ready in large quantities, we'll send it to the Gu family's restaurant," Ye Huan said with a smile.

"It's so sweet!" Mrs. Ye exclaimed after taking a bite. "Although we missed the early market, it's not too late now. With such a big watermelon, three or two a day should be enough for Manager Du, right?"

"I didn't plant much in the first batch, just enough to supply our needs. We'll eat the rest ourselves. We can't sell all the good stuff," Ye Huan said with a smile.

Grandpa nodded, deeply moved; good things shouldn't all be sold.

"Alright, that's all we can do for now. Gu Family Restaurant is still a bit small," Ye Huan's father said with a hint of regret. Now that he earns over ten thousand a day, he doesn't seem to care much anymore. That's how people are; ambition is cultivated day by day.

"It's already pretty good. We're just starting out. If we really cooperate with those super hotels, we won't gain any advantage; the status won't be equal." Ye Huan didn't care. He was still in the experimental stage. How could he suddenly start contacting those chain hotels? He couldn't compete with them.

"Well, you guys aren't very bright. You should just stay home and farm the land. Leave these things to Xiao Huan," Grandpa said after eating a slice of watermelon.

"Oh, I see." Ye Huan's parents nodded. Indeed, they should just stick to farming.

Ye Huan didn't say anything more. He knew what he was doing. These past few days, he had focused on improving his strength so that he would have the ability to handle anything that might happen someday.

He was only making so-so progress in cultivating the Longevity Dao Scripture. If it weren't for the spiritual spring in his space, he probably wouldn't have made much progress in a month. So he turned his attention to the minor spells in the Shennong Scripture. He's been doing alright these past few days!

"Xiao Huan, I have something to tell you. Starting tomorrow, I'm planning to have Xiao Bai from the village entrance come over to help pick vegetables. Your dad will be driving to deliver vegetables from now on, so let him sleep in a bit more, otherwise something terrible might happen," Ye Huan's mother said to her son after finishing her watermelon.

"Xiao Bai?" Ye Huan was still wondering who Xiao Bai was when his mother said, "Your Eighth Uncle's granddaughter-in-law, Jingjing's mother." Seeing that he couldn't remember, Ye Huan's mother said directly.

"Oh, Sister-in-law Bai? Brother An's wife? Okay, you can handle it yourself, I don't care about these things." Ye Huan nodded, he understood. The Brother An he was talking about had passed away two years ago, leaving behind a pitiful mother and daughter, 25-year-old Bai Jie and three-year-old Jingjing.

She's actually younger than Lu Huan, but Ye An is older than Ye Huan, so Ye Huan calls her sister-in-law. It makes sense; they're all such pitiful people.

"How about 101 days?" said Mrs. Ye.

Ye Huan understood; his mother wanted to lend a hand. "Okay, Mom, you and Dad can decide on this vegetable patch. I'll only be responsible for the technical aspects and the market," Ye Huan said with a smile.

The old man laughed heartily, patted his grandson on the shoulder, hummed an unknown tune with satisfaction, and went for a stroll by the big tree at the village entrance.

Ye Huan's mother smiled slightly, very satisfied with her son. Bai Jie was a woman with a tragic fate. She had only been married into their village for two years, and her daughter was only one year old when Ye An was hit and killed by a car while working in town.

The other party pulled some strings and eventually paid 20 yuan in compensation, and the matter was over just like that. Ye Huan knew the "Eighth Master" that Ye Huan's mother mentioned; he was an old couple who were extremely sexist and favored sons over daughters.

Ye An's parents passed away early, and the two elderly people took it upon themselves to misappropriate their eldest grandson's 20 yuan compensation money to get their younger grandson married and build a new house. In their village, they became notorious.

Because he was the eighth child in Ye Huan's grandfather's generation, Ye Huan called him Eighth Master when he was a child.

With her husband gone, Bai Jie and her daughter not only received no money, but also lost their breadwinner. You can imagine how difficult their lives became. Moreover, Jingjing was only three years old, so Bai Jie couldn't go out to work. She just stayed in the village, growing some grains and vegetables, raising some chickens and ducks, and two pigs.

If we sell them at the end of the year, we can make a profit.