Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang

It was easy to find a merchant to buy things, it was nothing more than a matter of negotiating the price. After doing such a long-term business, started from the street stall business, Zhang Fangyuan had already made a deal for this matter perfectly.

　　The real problem was that after he had negotiated the price, each family had to buy seedlings according to the land they were willing to plant, and paying the money was the most annoying.

　　At this time, he also understood why every year the imperial court would go to the village to collect taxes and then return home to suffer from illness.

　　It took a month to collect the money, so Zhang Fangyuan could only wait for the money to be paid before going back to buy the seedlings.

　　This year had been very busy.

　　There were almost no idlers in the whole village. Naturally, except for those who didn't sign up so they could only watch the excitement, the rest were digging fish ponds and planting mulberry trees in full swing.

　　The villagers planted the seedlings and threw the newly hatched fishes into the fish pond, and Zhang Fangyuan also recruited people to build guest house beside the tea shed.

　　The villagers spent money this time, and Zhang Fangyuan also didn't invest less. It could be said that the two lines of interest had been entangled into one.

　　In the spring of the second year, there were ten fish ponds in Jijiu Village, and mulberry trees were planted on the wide ridges beside the ponds, surrounded by green mulberries, creating a unique scene. In addition, several large mulberry fields were planted on the newly opened wasteland in the border area. This one was made by Zhang Fangyuan.

　　Few of the villagers were willing to open up wasteland, so he had to take the lead, and only a few villagers followed suit.

　　The newly reclaimed land was poor and feeble, if the fruits and vegetables were planted, they couldn't grow strong. Therefore Zhang Fangyuan simply planted mulberry trees. In order to fertilize these barren lands, he just piled up and fermented a large pile of chicken and duck manure at home and then took them into the mulberry field to make fertilizer.

　　Almost a year had passed, and the soil quality obviously had improved. The fields that used to only grow hard-rooted Chinese fountain grass, had become a field that could be used to plant Chinese cabbage.

　　When he bought mulberry trees, the seedlings he bought were not too small, so the price was much higher than that of mulberry seeds and small seedlings. They had to wait for two to three years for the mulberry trees to bear fruit if he bought the mulberry seedlings that were too small. If he bought big seedlings, it could only need less than two years. So, the mulberry trees that he bought could grow quickly and would bear fruit next year.

　　This year, when the mulberry trees could grow well this summer, the villagers were ready to buy silkworms, and they could pick the mulberry leaves to raise them.

　　Zhang Fangyuan heard from an old farmer that he could feed the silkworm guano (excrement) to the fish at that time, and the mulberry tree itself was planted by the fish pond and would be fertilized by the fish pond. The villagers discovered the advantages of this in the second year after they planted the mulberry trees. The mulberry trees planted in this way really grew faster than usual.

　　"The guest house beside the official road will be completed in spring, we can't miss the tourists from the city. This summer, the watermelons in Tangjia village are ripe, and the Guanyin Temple also has the Bodhisattva's birthday, so we can attract the first wave of tourists."

　　Zhang Fangyuan was sweating hot when he returned home. This year was really too hot.

　　Xu He took out a piece of ice from the cellar, and then cut a watermelon: "Let's cool off."

　　Zhang Fangyuan took a bite of the watermelon. It was sweet and relieved the heat. He ate most of it before asking, "Where are Ruijin and Ruili, are they still taking a nap?"

　　Xu He said: "They are sleeping in the room, eat the watermelon quickly, don't let the children see it, or they will make a fuss to eat it. Yesterday they ate too much iced watermelon and their stomachs felt uncomfortable."

　　Zhang Fangyuan laughed. He cut up the watermelon yesterday and gave a small piece to the two children to eat. Maybe Tangjia village's watermelon was really sweet this year. Ruili kept looking at his big brother after he finished eating his share in a few mouthfuls. Ruijin took a bite and then gave the rest of the watermelon to his little brother. As a result, Ruili ate too much.

　　Naturally, being so naughty didn't escape his little father's beating, and later he cried and stumbled to him at night to complain.

　　"Okay, I can't eat anymore, let Wenzi take it and put it away. I will go to see the child."

　　Just as Zhang Fangyuan entered the room, he saw that one of the children on the small bed had stopped sleeping honestly for some time. At that moment, there was a fat, round, short winter melon standing there, with two chubby hands tightly grasping the railing of the small bed, stretching out fat white steamed bun-like feet to lightly step on the face of the little boy who was sleeping next to him.

　　The child was still too young, and he felt it was very comfortable to step on the face, so he forgot his original intention. It seemed that one foot was not enough to step on, and the other foot also wanted to step on it too, but the result was that his left foot tripped over his right foot and he fell on the little boy.

　　Zhang Fangyuan rushed over to pick up the fat winter melon with a stride, and took another look at Ruijin who was sleeping peacefully, and heaved a sigh of relief.

　　He patted the rascal on the ass and said in low voice, "How could you step on your big brother's face? It's not good."

　　Ruili was knocked against his big brother's chin, he was in pain, and was about to cry, but he forgot the pain when he heard what his father said: "Mosquito, mosquito on brother's face! Hit!"

　　Zhang Fangyuan couldn't help laughing: "You can hit the mosquito with your hands, not with your feet. That's wrong, do you understand?"

　　Ruili nodded: "Well, if Daddy says no, then won't do it again"

　　"But eat a big watermelon!"

　　Zhang Fangyuan nodded helplessly and touched the tip of the little guy's nose: "Why are you so greedy, didn't daddy give you lunch at noon?"

　　Of course he ate it, and he also ate sweet dumplings, but he didn't eat the big watermelon. The child couldn't speak, but he couldn't lie, he pursed his lips, looked at his father pitifully but didn't want to answer.

　　Zhang Fangyuan squeezed his chubby face: "When big brother wakes up, daddy will take you and big brother to the tea shed to play, okay?"

　　"Good!"

　　Hearing that he could go out to play, the little guy's face immediately became radiant, he forgot about the big watermelon for a while, and happily wriggled on his father's body like a caterpillar.

Ruijin just woke up from the dream at this moment, he moved his arm that looked like a white radish, and didn't touch the younger brother who always fell asleep like the big character (大). He almost cried out, thinking that his younger brother was taken away by the big black bear.

　　Just now, in his sleep, he dreamed that a huge steamed stuffed bun suddenly fell on him from the sky. It was soft and fragrant, but it didn't smell like steamed stuffed bun, it smelled like Ruili. He opened his mouth and wanted to take a bite, but it was a pity, before he could bite the big steamed stuffed bun, it was taken away by a big black bear.

　　"Big brother!" Hearing the soft milk voice, Ruiji quickly pouted his buttocks and got up from the bed, he looked at Ruili who was being hugged by Zhang Fangyuan. He held back the tears, and stretched out his arms to his father: "Hug."

　　Ruijin would only ask for a hug when he saw his father, because only his father could hug a round, short winter melon on one side and another solid big winter melon on the other. If it was the little daddy, he would entail strenuous effort