Chapter 123: Money Trees All Over the Mountain

Song Tan turned and carried the hoe to the back mountain.

The mountain was a lively scene.

The excavator still had a piece left to finish, and the young man, with a sincerity different from Zhang Yanping, was working hard.

Zhang Wangjia divided the weeds and broken wood into small piles, stacked them with pig manure and mud, and sprinkled various fermentation bacteria on them.

At the edge of the peach orchard, a quite spectacular small hill was enclosed.

In three months, this compost can be used.

Song Sancheng still went to the chestnut orchard to turn and ventilate the black fungus. The golden cherry seeds planted some time ago had grown strong leaf buds, unfolding pieces of tender green leaves, full of vitality, especially pleasing.

The most out of place is Zhang Yanping.

In order to make himself look less lazy, he took the opportunity to observe the fish fry in the pond at the foot of the mountain.

The water splash is too small. In order to prevent them from being eaten by other fish, a pond was specially circled on the side of the two ponds. When they grow up, open an opening in the pond, and it will naturally ensure growth.

At this moment, he walked around the pond, roughly estimated how to build the duck shed, and looked at where the water pump should be placed tomorrow.

If the peach trees are delivered this afternoon, then they have to be watered tomorrow and the day after.

This mountain land is not a neat square piece, and it is inevitable that there are some corners and bumps that the excavator is not easy to handle.

Song Tan was holding a hoe and other three uncles who came to help to level the land, and heard someone say:

"Tan Tan, you have hundreds of fruit trees in this acre of land, such a large piece, relying on a few of us, it will definitely not be finished tomorrow."

"If you are in a hurry, you have to call more people."

Hurry, how can you not hurry?

At this season, peach trees in some places have already bloomed. They just planted them, so can they not hurry?

Song Tan looked at this empty mountain, and felt a little small when she rented it, thinking about expanding the scope in the future.

But when she really started working, these twenty acres were simply like seeing no end!

She also asked: "Uncle Chestnut, how many people are needed?"

Zhou Chestnut has always been honest, and at this moment he looked and asked her: "How big is your fruit seedling?"

Song Tan gestured: "Six centimeters."

Zhang Yanping is lazy, but he is reliable when talking about business.

He contributed to getting these five-year-old big seedlings at the price of three-year-old seedlings on the market.

So Song Tan pretended not to see this labor reform halfway.

Zhou Chestnut breathed a sigh of relief: "Then this tree is not big. One person can plant about seventy or eighty trees a day."

But she has twenty acres!

Sigh, no choice, hurry up and shake people.

Song Tan threw down the hoe and turned to call her dad in the chestnut orchard.

To shake people in the village, you still have to rely on her dad.

First, her dad knows who is reliable in work and who will only cut corners and fish in troubled waters.

Second, no matter how big her business is, she is currently a girl who doesn't necessarily know how to farm. Naturally, Song Sancheng, the head of the family, is more trustworthy when speaking.

Song Sancheng was also shocked by this number:

"Really need so many people!"

These ten or twenty people... their village only has thirty households left!

The only consolation is that this work doesn't require particularly great strength, and both men and women can do it.

Song Tan pulled: "Twenty people."

"Uncle Zhang told me to go to his field and pull all the fertilizer over. Pad a layer of base fertilizer before planting trees, which also requires people to do it."

It's already past two o'clock, they are still tidying up the mountain, and the fruit trees will be delivered at four or five o'clock. They can't plant them today. Tomorrow, try to finish it in one day and water the fixed-root water in the evening.

Can't you mobilize the broad masses?

Song Sancheng thought about it and couldn't help but worry again: "Then we have to find two more people tomorrow to help your mom cook."

"Let's do this," Song Tan pulled: "Help with cooking, two people, one hundred each. Twenty people for planting trees, one hundred and fifty each."

Song Sancheng thought: "The price is appropriate, but Tan Tan, of course, we should prioritize the villagers to do it. I will call all the men and women who can work."

"For the rest, I will call some partners from other villages."

"Okay."

Song Tan is really not as professional as her dad in finding people to work: "You arrange it."

Just about to turn around, suddenly remembered one thing—

"Dad, I see that the peach orchard also needs to plant something to enclose it. Otherwise, anyone can drill in from all directions. Da Wang is only one, and he can't run faster even with six legs."

Song Sancheng breathed a sigh of relief:

"Girl! Stop it, let's talk about this in two days, let's plant the peach trees well first."

Song Tan had already turned around happily:

"I know, I'll just tell you in advance, think about what else to plant."

She wandered around the back mountain twice and found that besides golden cherry seeds, there was really nothing else suitable for them locally.

Then—

"Brother Yanping, Brother Yanping!"

Zhang Yanping was shrinking by the pond playing games. Hearing this voice, he instantly trembled.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? I'm checking the information on this eagle-beak peach for you!"

The sound of timi was so outstanding that Song Tan heard it on the mountain.

But didn't break it, she just asked: "Can you get more golden cherry seeds?"

She pointed to the back mountain: "I plan to enclose this peach orchard with it."

Zhang Yanping smiled bitterly: "Sister, you suddenly want such a large piece, where can I get it for you?"

"This thing is now planted without thorns, you specifically pick the native species with thorns."

He called Old Zhou of the flower nursery directly.

Old Zhou was heartbroken!

A length of nearly a thousand meters needs to be planted. Even if one tree every two meters, that's five hundred trees! This money doesn't necessarily mean how much to earn, mainly missing such an opportunity!

How simple it is to cultivate this golden cherry seed, just cuttings...

He regretted it, but now he can't make cuttings himself, people want seedlings, big seedlings, only then can they have a defensive effect.

He watched the business fly away, and here he has to work hard to find the source of goods in order to keep this customer, his heart is so sour.

Fortunately, as a middleman, there is more or less a little price difference to earn.

Old Zhou told the truth: "The price of big seedlings you want this season is more expensive than mine."

Zhang Yanping looked at Song Tan, Song Tan nodded: "Don't be in a hurry, plant it before the end of May."

At that time, the weather is not too hot, the survival rate is high, and it grows fast.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Yanping also sighed:

"You say just get an orchard, why are there so many places to spend money? You don't have enough just planting golden cherry seeds, you have to add iron wire fencing, right?"

That's a must.

Song Tan has already seen the price of eagle-beak peaches in previous years, and they sell for ten or eight yuan a jin normally, not to mention what she produces here.

Where are these peach trees all over the mountain? They are clearly money trees!

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